Seeing Wally's crazy appearance, Blaki didn't have time to think about it, and his figure flashed out again!

Wrapped in sarcoma, Wally pounced again without any suspense.

Before Wally was polluted, he was just a sub-god, although he could hit three brakis with one hand in the past, but now the brakis are not what they used to be.

Blaki also barely adapted to his inexplicable skyrocketing speed, grabbed the back of Wally's neck with his backhand, and imprisoned him in place,

"What are you talking about? Whose voice is driving you crazy? It's just the two of us......"

Before Blaky's words fell, the back of Wally's neck, where his palm was clasped, suddenly puffed out a fist-sized sarcoma, and a hideous crack burst open from the surface of the sarcoma, and countless scarlet worms wriggled out, turning into a large mouth, biting into Blaky's palm.

Blaki exclaimed, and jerked out of his arm, narrowly avoiding the blow.

"Giggle......

An eerie laugh came from Wally's throat, and those eyes full of pain slowly closed.

The worm eyes that wriggled up and down his body seemed to come to life, and they turned at the same time, locking on Blaki not far away!

As Wally's palm was raised, the ground under the feet of the two of them began to sand visibly to the naked eye, and the dry air rolled up the yellow sand, grabbing Blaki's body like a big hand of lightning!

Blaki shimmered to avoid the sand as he looked at Wally's hideous smile, his heart sank.

Although he didn't know what had happened to Wally, he could be sure that the Norse god in front of him, who let out an eerie laugh, was definitely not Wally he knew...... It's those weird worm eyes on him that control him!

Blaki gritted his teeth and took off the harp behind him, plucking his fingertips with a sharp sound.

At the same time, a muffled chant of poetry came from his throat.

“…… Butterfly in my dream, you are like my weeping heart, like a thunderstorm ......"

A raging hurricane mixed with roaring thunder suddenly erupted out of thin air in front of Blaki, shattering the flying yellow sand and drowning Wally's figure in it!

Thunder flashed through the ruins like a snake, and a series of violent explosions erupted from the thunder, and the flames shot into the sky, illuminating Blachi's stunned face with great brightness.

Blaki's chanting came to an abrupt end.

"My poetry ......," Blaki said, looking around at the devastated land, his eyes full of puzzlement, "strange, is my state of mind so in tune with this poem today?" ”

Like Lin Qiye's [Bard of the Sky], Blaki can also concretize the content of the chant through the resonance of the heart and poetry, and the stronger this resonance, the greater the lethality.

However, in the actual god war, no one will wait for Blaky's slow brewing emotions, pluck the strings and sing, and most of the time, there will be no killing intent or other negative emotions in his heart, so his combat power is absolutely at the bottom of the main god or even the secondary god.

But the poem he recited improvised today was beyond his imagination.

As the thunderstorm cleared, Wally's body was scorched black, large sarcoma eyes were peeling off the surface of his body, and more sarcomas were pouring out from the depths of his flesh......

Wally staggered forward with bloody footprints, eyes closed, like a corpse manipulated by sarcoma.

Seeing this scene, Blaki's eyes were extremely complicated......

He knew that Vallido was probably hopeless.

He let out a long sigh, plucked the strings again, and another raging thunder hurricane gushed out,

This time, he directly collapsed Wally's inhuman-like body into a mist of blood, carrying patches of gray embers and scattering them one after another.

"I'm sorry......" Blaki stood beyond the ashes, his expression grieved.

Since becoming a god, this should be the first time he has killed a god with his own hands.

Killing Wally, who had turned into a monster, Blaki stood alone in the ruins, faintly audible as painful wails could be heard from all directions.

"Wally is not the only one who has become like this?" Worrying appeared in Blaki's eyes, and he couldn't help but mutter,

"It's a big problem......

He turned his head to look at the mountain not far away, towering into the clouds, and at the very top of the mountain, a temple with thick smoke was already in ruins.

"Oh no, Eden!"

As if he had thought of something, Braki's eyes shrank slightly, he gritted his teeth, his body turned into a streamer, and he rushed towards the temple at the top of the sacred mountain!

……

Temple of the Divine King!

A pair of scorched black arms glowing with blood, lifted with difficulty, and clutched the Eternal Spear on his chest......

Thor who was nailed to the wreckage of the throne tried to pull the gun out of his chest with all his might, and thunder surged, and his whole body trembled violently.

Poof——!

He spurted out a mouthful of blood, and weakly let go of his hands, leaving a pair of blood-red handprints on the barrel of the gun.

He couldn't.

A faint murmur began to echo in his ears. Disgusting sarcomas sprouted from under the charred flesh, and Thor's face was extremely ugly.

Thor's eyes were blood-red, and he could clearly see Asgard beneath the mountain through the shattered temple door......

Damn it!

Damn it!!

Isn't there any other way?!

The Eternal Spear that Odin had nailed into with his own hands was simply not something he could pull out now...... Unless, he also breaks through to the "supreme"!

Suddenly, as if he had thought of something, he jerked his head up at the top of the temple!

"Origin ......" Thor's eyes gradually lit up, and his expression appeared crazy, "Origin! Asgard is still saved!! ”

Thor who was nailed to the wreckage of the Divine Throne by the Eternal Spear roared, and the surging thunder burst out from his body, directly rolling up to the roof of the devastated temple.

The next moment, a hazy phantom light poured out of the void like seawater, reflecting the blood-colored temple like a dream...... In the center of this illusory sea, a crystal-like prism is silently rising and falling.

Odin did not take Asgard's origin with him, that is to say, as long as he broke the cauldron and forcibly integrated the origin into his body, there was a glimmer of hope to impact the "supreme", so that the eternal spear on his body could be removed!

is also "supreme", and he may not be able to kill Odin who was consumed by the three goddesses of fate!

As long as Odin is killed, the source of the contamination of Asgard will be destroyed, and the kingdom of God will be reborn!