Gangunir struggled uneasily, like a black snake caught by a snake catcher, who had already squeezed his seven inches, and the mythical spear could only be caught.

Odin's golden vertical boy stared at the pure white dragon in the sky, and the air was filled with a pervasive sense of oppression, which was undoubtedly the power of the dragon king.

When she threw that deadly meteor, some unspeakable changes occurred in the dragon's body, under the two conflicting forces, his spirit was originally only at the level of the first generation of twins, but a consciousness dissipated, and after the power merged, it was like a rushing river and sea, and the soul was suddenly as fierce as a real dragon, and it broke through the threshold of the complete first generation of the species, and even evolved in a higher direction.

Odin's one-eyed gaze indifferently at the white dragon in the sky, negotiating is psychologically vulnerable once you look up at your opponent, but you can only find exuberant arrogance and nonchalant contempt in her eyes.

The spider's contempt for the web-fledged butterfly.

"Return the artifact." Odin's voice was like a thunderbolt crashing into the eardrums. However, Gungunir's grip tightened, and the living spirit's struggle weakened, as if irreversibly turning back into a dead thing.

Odin's Runi script dispels the runes engraved by the dragon's spirit over and over again, and is born from the dragon's script

"Wisdom" was indeed unique, so the King of the Spirit gave up the idea of covering Runevin and chose a shortcut, and she turned the finger on the living beings within.

The spiritual strength of the living soul is inexorably weakened. The dragon king laughed cruelly, it was impossible for her to return a deadly weapon to an enemy of the same rank, and to her surprise, when Gangunir had just been pulled out of his body, Odin did not ride the eight-legged Pegasus to close her half-decayed dragon body, taking advantage of the best time to kill, so in the seconds of the confrontation, Yaqi had already repaired his body.

They all knew that before the Lord returned to the world, the opponent in front of them was already the greatest threat, and it was a battle between kings and kings, which could only be ended by the complete death of one side, and the surviving king would build a higher throne on the bones of the defeated.

Odin let the opportunity to finish off her mortal enemy be taken away from her hands, because she had the means to win, she let go of the black reins holding Sleipnir, her arms spread, her stretched body bathed in the wind and rain, even if she lost Gungunir, she was also a true god, black clouds covered the sky and rain, and the place where the iron hoof sounded was her kingdom of God.

Her outstretched hands drew her weapon from the void, an eerie heavy sword with an iron-black shadow over it.

Odin held the sword in one hand, and his right hand slid out of thin air, revealing a stroke of gold text similar to that on Gangunir.

Sleipnir hissed, sixteen hooves treaded over the void, and the god charged on her mount, his black sword dragged diagonally to the right side of the Pegasus, like the wings of an eagle slamming into the wind.

Even the dragon king was horrified by her charge, the strange dragon-blood subspecies under Odin's seat was incredibly fast, in keeping with the legend, its teeth and bones were painted with runi script, which was the source of speed and strength, it was the fastest animal in the world in Norse mythology, but in the eyes of the golden dragon's eyes that peeked through the illusion, it was a puppet, similar to the previous alchemy dragon bones.

The debris of thunder and lightning left a trail from Sleipnier's mouth in the gallop, leaving a trail of craters on the ice, and its heavy hooves were already thundering!

The thunder sounded more and more densely, thicker and thicker, and in front of the white dragon was no longer the charge of the god king alone, the cold blue illusory shadow followed the throne closely, and the horses' hooves rose and fell, like the tide of the coast, and the waves of unevenness rose again and again to smash all the hard reefs that dared to block!

It was the heroic spirits of the temple, and they heeded the call of the gods! Odin charges with thousands of horses, they want to conquer, they want to crush, they want to devour the mortal enemy in front of them!

The God-King at this moment is the Lord of hosts. The pale membranous wings slammed open, and pure ripples rippled in front of the dragon, those false

"Heroic Spirit" is indeed like a wave, slapping the reef fiercely, and then crashing into pieces in the unbroken hardness!

The pinnacle of spiritual power, this dragon did not inherit many memories of the White King because of the struggle of small human nature, but the terrible talent gave her the ability to exercise authority, and in the end, only Odin was the only one in front of her!

The golden runiwen had already wrapped her weapon in the charge, and the clumsy heavy sword slashed down, and the dragon's body stretched, and its clawed hands were raised upward, about to withstand the meteorite-like slash.

The dragon's heart seemed to stop beating, and the disgusting Ji Dong rose in his heart, the white dragon body was as stiff as a corpse, and there was a bit of horror like a mouse seeing a cat, so the blade left a terrifying wound deep into the dragon's abdomen.

The wound was full of thick black gas, which not only blocked the repair of the spirit of words, but even corroded and torn flesh and blood.

Odin, who succeeded in one blow, quickly retreated on a fierce horse, just like the fierce and vicious ranger barbarians like tigers and wolves on the eastern steppe in history.

Mean, shameless, but effective. That heavy sword is the incarnation of the other half of the Ice Sea Bronze Pillar, against the White King's killing weapon, Chen Mo can only use high-purity blood to stimulate the copper pillar to awaken, let it suppress the White King's dragon body on its own, and even as a thief, he himself has to bear the curse.

But Odin was much better at mastering this half of the bronze pillar, and she also understood that the curse of the Black King was a consumable, so she used Runevin to limit the curse, and only used this

The weapon of the "Assault on the White King" deprives the dragon of its mobility, and then inflicts enough trauma on its own power.

She is wise in mythology, and there is no difference between wisdom and derogatory cunning to the enemy. Odin tugged at the reins and turned his horse's head to strike at the wounded dragon once more, and every time the enemy found a way to deal with it, it was possible to get a good result with every repetition.

In the blink of an eye, the ferocious dragon seemed to be a lamb to the slaughter, and could only passively withstand the successive charges in the sky.

One sword, two swords, three swords. Odin understood that a life-threatening attack would spur the dragon's body to wake up from the stiffness of the curse, so each sword avoided the vital point, and the legend has it that the god-king who loved to recite poetry carried one

The heart of "art", the horrible wounds put together like a scarlet laurel. The language of flowers represents pride and victory.

The golden pattern on the heavy sword has been darkened to the limit, so the king of the gods prepares to reap her glorious victory, cutting off the heads of his enemies.

Odin rushed in front of him, the blade of the sword approaching the dragon's slender red and white neck, and the black aura of the curse completely broke through the restrictions set by Odin, surrounding the pale dragon body, and the sound of resentment flowed from the black mist from time to time.

The sky was sprinkled with a terrible rain of blood. The heavy sword severed the dragonlord's left arm. The pale dragon's neck artery was only a fraction of a millimeter in the tip of the sword, but Slapnir couldn't move an inch, and the dragon's claws pressed against its armored head, and the raised blades on the visor pierced her palm, but it didn't affect her in the slightest, and she increased the strength of her right arm, and her wings vibrated like cannonballs, and she fell to the ice with the dying Slepnir and Odin.

A slight karta sound came from the head of the eight-legged horse, and the Pegasus neighed madly in death and pain, but the dragon was indifferent, and there was only the bloodthirsty cruelty of the dragon in the golden twin children, and the hanging Odin swung his heavy sword and slashed again, and as soon as he raised his arm, his cold eyes appeared in her sight, and then magnified to infinity, and the child light shredded the connection of the mask in an instant, and the power of the peak temporarily deprived Odin of his will.

Then the small sound intensified until it joined together, and the dragon crushed the skull of this subspecies with Hercules-like divine power!

The monstrous subspecies had seen the messenger of hell, its dying body pressed against the ice temporarily reinforced by the Spirit with a roar, and the sound of bones cracking in its body could even play a piece of music for a moment.

In the rising ice dust, the white dragon straightened up, and his right hand summoned the broken left arm, and the black mist and white light at the fracture eroded each other until they both disappeared, and the broken blood vessels and muscles regrew and connected.

The dragon king, who had taken his left arm, didn't care about the subspecies that was still twitching in front of him, and turned to look at the ice dust stirred up by Odin's fall in the distance.

Death had never been so close to the newborn tyrant, and the astonishing claw just now was only stubborn, the Black Emperor's curse was too strong to restrain her, and the unscrupulous gods, though disgusting, did possess no less power.

Such an enemy is the most terrifying. The dust fell, and in the final blow, Chen Mo let go of the restrictions on Gangunir, and the artifact of recognizing the Lord was finally returned, and Odin stabbed the sword body of the iron-black heavy sword with the divine spear that must be hit.

The creepy black weapon was actually channeled into Gangunir, blending with the branches of the black world, inseparable from each other, only the runiwen on it still shimmered faintly visible.

The second throw. Odin didn't seem to bend his giant-like body into a large bow to increase the power of the spear as he did last time, but he simply threw his hand, but in the eyes of the dragon king, the formation of the traction line was much faster.

For this throw, Gangunir's power is no longer important, it only needs to be pulled as soon as possible, and after being injured many times, it is mixed with the curse

"Meteor" will definitely be able to complete the mission of killing. The result of the long wire connection is no longer the result

"Sure". be

"Mortal". The dragon king's tailbone drew a slender blade, which was pulled out by his right arm, and pointed straight at the meteor to make a desperate fight.

Moments before the connection was completed and the spear was out of his hands, a behemoth burst into Odin's Nibelungen with an unparalleled momentum, and the long bridge of guidance collapsed due to the intervention of a third party.

The "Serra"-class nuclear-powered submarines, like Captain Nemo's Nautilus, crashed through the ice beneath their feet!

The dark clouds in the sky also broke a big hole, and the world suddenly brightened. What's even more laughable is that under the ice is the boundless ocean, the submarine captain who should have stayed in the captain's room is standing proudly on the submarine open-air platform at this moment, it is a boy wearing the uniform of the captain of the navy, obviously a child, but he is wearing the captain's military cap, his eyes are overriding arrogance, and his right hand is pointing straight ahead, as if it was under his guidance a moment ago, their submarine smashed the thick ice cap!

Both gods knew that the boy who was as thin as a blank sheet of paper and could be easily torn apart had monstrous power hidden in him, and it was he who caused the impenetrable Nibelungen to crack open its mouth!

"Shoot it all!" The captain of a submarine is the emperor of this small country, and our little captain has issued his king's edict!

Eight 650-mm multi-purpose hydraulically balanced launchers on board the submarine nuclear work synchronously! rpk-2

"Buran" type,

"Peony Horse" type rocket torpedo,

"Needle-M" anti-aircraft missile,

The "Garnet" submarine-launched cruise missiles scrambled to ignite and launch, launching saturated fire coverage from different angles in the sky and the bottom of the sea towards the armored gods in the distance.

In fact, the rocket torpedo is not suitable for naval weapons against Odin standing on the ice, but the boy standing on the submarine snapped his fingers crisply, and the fire happened to explode on the soles of Odin's feet.

The rising jets of water and the bursting flames and steel balls could not do substantial damage to Odin, but the submarine's full stock of ammunition would allow the cunning god some time to deal with it.

The boy jumped down and stepped onto the ice, and at the same time, the hatch opened, and Elisabeth Laurent slowly stepped out of it, and stepped on the transparent bridge with the attendants who followed behind him.

The girl and the attendant behind her looked at the white dragon in the distance at the same time, and there was a sense of surprise in their eyes, eighty percent of the reason

The word "dragon" itself, there are still two percent, I am afraid that because the dragon is too beautiful, the record and the specimen are different from the devil-like dragons, each dragon scale on her body seems to have been carefully arranged, and the growth of bones and flesh is also from a precise design, and finally presents a perfect biological art.

"So we're offering it to that dragon?" The girl calmly stared at the boy, who was about her height, and questioned in a loud voice.

After the commissioners of the Enforcement Department abandoned the ship with all the crew of the ship, the commissioners of the Liberation of Words quickly killed all the attacking Deadpools on the wide ice battlefield.

Immediately after that, a submarine suddenly appeared and shattered the ice with missiles, cutting off the people and men who had abandoned the ship

The "dangerous" YAMAL, a cruiser slowly emerged from the sky, and the muzzle of the black hole pointed at these commissioners who were capable of becoming the world's top terrorists.

Facing a group of people who don't have high-powered weapons

Commissioner of the "A-class" Executive Department, the long-range firepower of two multibillion-dollar ships is considered reliable insurance.

But the final lock was tightened by a boy who stepped down from the battleship, and the black spur on his waist stabbed eight commissioners before erasing the contempt of his short frame.

Professor von Schneider and a hundred commissioners watched as Laurent's trustee and her attendants followed the boy into the submarine.

"No, ma'am, all I care about is Miss Elisabeth Laurent." Boy: Yes

"Yin Lisabeth Laurent" smiled playfully and ruthlessly exposed the disguise: "Your words are quite good, and your disguise is very good, but unfortunately it is as obvious to my eyes as the candle flame in the night." ”

"Tear off the mask on your face, beautiful young lady, such a beautiful face should not be hidden, and by the way, your outfits are really badly matched, both." He shook his head heavily, his expression very unhappy.

"You're not the princess in Cavalier Dragon Quest, Elisabeth Laurent." Lu Mingze smiled.

"It's Beauty and the Beast."