"You're a good opponent. ”

Really......

Hearing the cold voice coming from behind, Lanlos was deflated for a while, and turned around with a light sigh.

"Even though you hide it well, I can sense that your potential is much more than that, and I'm curious and looking forward to it. Hablon looked at Lanloth with excitement as he returned to the upper deck, and after countless years, he finally felt the anticipation and enthusiasm of the Viku instinct for battle.

"But, not now. Retracting his gaze, Hablon held up his lantern and looked ahead, "When we get to shore, we have time." ”

His back was inexplicably cold, and Lanlos frowned tightly, and slowly turned his head to look behind him.

The dark ocean just set off a huge wave, and when the wave lifted Nagfar, the view from the bow of the ship suddenly widened. Ignoring the violent shaking of the ship, Lanlos's whole body tensed, and his eyes shrouded in holy light reflected a barren coast.

Even from a distance, he could still smell the disgusting smell of death.

Hell Abyss? Running Out of Time......

The decisive color was fleeting on his face, and Lan Luos, who had turned around, was about to launch a new offensive without saying a word, but his gaze stopped just right. Looking at Stella, who had returned to her human form and relied on the advantage of her petite body to hide in the shadows, Lan Luostoned for a moment, and then quietly nodded to the other party.

"I'm afraid I'll have to say I'm sorry. ”

The elven mage's flirtatious response caused Hablon to withdraw his gaze.

"I'm not going to the abyss of hell today, it's rude to smuggle in. ”

Raising his eyebrows, Hablon looked at the other party with a look of pity: "Poor mortal, the underworld is not so constrained, believe me, as long as you are willing to surrender to Hela, whatever you want to do, you can be satisfied." ”

"And what if I don't want to?" silently took a step forward, and an invisible impact centered on the soles of his feet, silently spreading in all directions.

"Rest assured. Hablon smiled stiffly and slowly pointed the lantern at the other party, "There is no such option. ”

"Then there's no need to talk about it, huh?!" As soon as the words fell, Lanlos didn't wait for the other party to answer, and picked up his punching bag and struggled forward.

Rumble!

The roaring hurricane erupted, and almost instantaneously formed a translucent giant fist, which knocked down several outwright Hylagal warriors before smashing Hablon head-on with an unrivaled howl.

The flames of the deflagred souls once again erupted with black light, and churning shadow energy gushed out, forming an impenetrable black barrier in the blink of an eye.

Bang——!

The deafening impact sound almost made everyone cover their ears involuntarily, as an 8-ring spell, the Vajra Fist was actually blocked by such a seemingly hasty shadow shield. However, the rapidly spreading rift in the barrier was a testament to its terrifying power.

"Do it!" Without charging another punch, Lanlos suddenly shouted at the top of his voice, and almost at the same time, the barrier near the King Kong fist cracked open enough to open a gap.

Before Hablon could gather his magic to rebuild his defenses, a beam of blue and purple light appeared from an extremely tricky angle, took the opportunity to pass through the barrier, and struck his left arm with a whistling.

"No!"

He didn't have time to pay attention to the pain caused by the arcane impact, and looked at the lantern that flew up and faded away, and Hablon's face finally showed real horror.

In a fit of rage, the wild shadow magic immediately gathered around him, but before he could drive the magic to grab the lantern, another huge iron fist struck from below, shattering the guardrail and floor, knocking him away.

'Ha, it's fun. A delighted Elunis jumped in the air, controlling the fist to thrash the foe again and again.

As for Lanloth, at the same time that Ochong appeared, he had already used the flash to disappear in place.

Receiving the lantern steadily, Lanros's face showed sincere joy. He could feel that the moment he grasped the lantern, the ship seemed to become his right-hand man. The indescribable intimacy made him irrepressibly happy.

Sure enough, this lantern was the key to controlling the Nagfar.

"Bastards, you will, pay!" Hablon's angry roar looked ridiculous and powerless under the iron fist. Seeing that this guy still had the strength to squirm, Lanlos pursed his lips and withdrew the glow of the Holy Feather, controlling the Vajra Fist in the first place to join Elunis's happy act.

"Pegasus Meteor Fist. ”

"Continuous ordinary punches. ”

“......”

"Lan, Lanros?" Just as one man and one staff were wantonly ravaging Hablon, who was still arrogant just now, Stella carefully tugged at the hem of the mage's clothes with a trembling voice.

The obvious fear called back his attention, and Lanloth turned his head, his mouth still open, but he didn't wait for him to say anything, smiling and moving, and stiffened at the same time.

I don't know when all of Hylagar stopped attacking, and they stood at the edge of the deck in unison, surrounded all the living, and turned their eyes on the bow of the ship with awe and fanaticism.

There, several wet octopus tentacles silently climbed onto the deck. The rough skin was thick with keratin, and even a sword would not be able to leave a mark on it. It was comparable to the thickness of the waist of the Viku people, and the terrifying power contained in it can be imagined.

However, this is not the key to making Lanlos so moved, the key is ......

Uproar——!

The water was lifted up by a large figure, pouring like a waterfall, setting off countless waves at the bow of the ship. Then, the figure became clearer and clearer in the eyes of the silent crowd.

It was supposed to be a humanoid creature, and though only the upper body was present, it was large enough to even fill the foredeck. Moreover, she had an anchor hanging from her hand as an ornament. The most exaggerated thing is that the shoulder armor on her left shoulder is actually the wreck of the bow of a sunken ship!

Mossy skin, fin-like ears, devilish-sharp fingers, and the tattered inky wings of Wagri behind the right shoulder. While bringing endless power to shock everyone, her name was also quietly reflected in everyone's hearts.

After the abyss, Lord of the Underworld, Hela.

The pale blue eyes that were like flames slowly turned, and the fallen Titan Guardian looked at Lanros who was holding the lantern in his hand, and only after a while did he slowly speak: "You, mortal, you hold something that does not belong to you. ”

Seeing the huge palm slowly leaning over, Lanlos reflexively took a step back, and in an instant, countless complicated thoughts were churning in his mind. Then, silently, he put the lantern behind him and bowed in awe.

"Ah, great Lord of the Underworld, I am glad to have the privilege of seeing you as you are, and I am truly flattered. ”

Despite her displeasure at the act of hiding the lantern, Hela was not in a hurry. In her realm, no one can defy her will.

"I smelled a disgusting smell. She stared at the little elf, her deep gaze seeming to penetrate everything, "Put away your hypocrisy, mortal. ”

"Hand over the Nagfar lantern, and I will allow you to embrace death. ”

After a moment of silence, Lanlos chuckled and straightened his back, "What if, I say no?"

As he raised his head, the golden light above his eyebrows stood out under the sky.

With the golden wings reflected in her eyes, Hela was stunned for a moment, followed by endless anger and hatred.

"Odin's lackeys, stupid mortals, you will drown in endless despair!"

The ocean roared, and countless monstrous waves rose from Hela's rage, and the sky seemed to collapse, and a thick cloud of death fell quickly and firmly, as if to engulf everything beneath the sky.

Thunder, waves, everything is helping Hela vent her anger. Her words and deeds even easily shook this world.

Feeling the hostility from everything around him, the endless oppression seems to crush his body. Lanlos gritted his teeth, his face pale with a stubborn smile.

Fortunately, Odin did not break his promise.

Airplanes!

What should have been an insignificant whisper in the fury of heaven and earth caught everyone's attention, and as they looked up at the sky, a dazzling golden beam swept through the clouds and headed straight at the deck of Nagfar with an unrepressible speed.

Compared to the previous two times he saw this light, Lan Luos actually had a strong affection in his heart.

Hela, on the other hand, the familiarity contained in this power instantly ignited her endless anger.

"No, you don't want to escape from my palm!"

Rumble!

With a deafening roar, the thick tentacles pierced Nagfar directly through the sea, wrapped around Hablon, who was lying on the upper deck, and threw him out.

The next moment, something happened that left Lanlos stunned.

I saw that Hablon hit the beam of light with unmistakable accuracy, and the holy light trembled briefly, and it was actually under the gaze of Lanlos that he was about to die, and the dying Hylagarh disappeared?!