Chapter 1351: Godfall Movement
the other side.
The scarlet worm mountain in the distance collapsed suddenly, and Odin, whose god robe was broken, stood in a pool of blood, frowning slightly.
"Sol..." He sensed the disappearance of Thor's breath, and his face was a little gloomy.
In his plan, Thor at this moment should have broken through the "Supreme" barrier through the origin of Asgard, and at the same time, under the pollution of the [Black Goat], he has become the only Supreme Thor in the world who has completely lost his sanity.
But now, his plans have been disrupted.
Someone killed Thor and took away the origin of Asgard...
"It seems that your plot can't succeed...Odin."
In front of him, Wei Erdandi held a broken gun, got up from the ground bloody and bloody, and smiled weakly.
Odin gave her a cold look, a murderous intent flashed in his eyes, and his figure instantly smashed into nothingness.
Now Vierdandy was covered in bruises, her physical strength was basically exhausted, and she couldn't escape in front of Odin at all. She pursed her pale lips, raised the last half of the spear, and stabbed in front of herself staggeringly!
clang--!
Odin grasped a fist with one hand, and smashed the half of the gun body abruptly, and the half of Vierdandy's body collapsed into blood mist.
With the other hand, he grasped Vierdandi's fair neck, and lifted it from the ground to mid-air. Gradually exerting force on his fingertips, divine power poured into it crazily.
"The mouse that got in the way..."
Odin opened his mouth sharply, and exerted force on his palms. The next moment, Verdandy's figure exploded, turning into a bloody mist and drifting into the ruins.
He looked in the direction of the collapse of Eyeworm Mountain, and his figure disappeared in place in an instant.
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Kinabalu wreck
- Supreme.
This is a vocabulary that Blaki, the god of music and poetry, never thought of.
His understanding of himself has always been very clear... He is just a little god who likes to play the piano and recite poems. , is something that he can never touch in his life, and he doesn't want to touch it.
And now, he is about to break through the "Supreme" and become a powerful god in the same realm as God King Odin?
Odin betrayed, Thor is dead... Braki, who ascended the "Supreme", is undoubtedly the new God King of the Nordic God Kingdom!
But at this moment, not only was there no joy in his heart, but his eyes were dark and dead.
"I don't want to be a 'supreme'..." Braki hugged his head with both hands, and squatted down in the ruins in pain, wearing a blood-colored robe.
With red eyes, he looked at the dark golden [Holy Grail] on the ground, and muttered to himself:
"I just want her back..."
Boom——!
One end of the golden cudgel fell on the devastated earth, making a dull and loud noise,
Sun Wukong frowned at Braki, narrowed his eyes slightly, and said in a deep voice:
"Whether it's the main god or the 'supreme', since you don't care, why bother?!
Don't you want to resurrect your wife? Aren't the offerings of [Holy Grail] not enough?
Then you go kill it!
One Sol is not enough, you just kill three, five, ten!
There are so many main gods in the world, you just kill them as sacrifices, if killing the main gods is not enough, you go to kill the Supreme!
Isn't this more useful than you hugging your head and crying here? ! "
Hearing Monkey King's words, Braki froze in place.
"Sacrifice..."
Blaki muttered to himself, standing up from the ruins, a glimmer of light appeared in those confused eyes.
Standing on the wreckage of the sacred mountain, his eyes slowly swept across the messy Asgard below, and faintly, painful roars and roars came from every corner of this world.
Those are the Nordic gods who completely lost consciousness after being polluted by ashes, and became tools of the restraining gods...
It was Norse mythology dyed blood.
The origin of Asgard in the palm of his hand seemed to have melted, disappearing into Bragi's flesh and blood, and the beam of divine power soaring into the sky gradually dissipated
An invisible air wave exploded from Bragi's body, sweeping across every corner of the Nordic land in an instant!
The terrifying pressure of divine power suddenly descended.
Driven by the origin of Asgard, Braki has completely crossed that threshold and stepped into the "highest" divine realm!
"Asgard..." Braki looked at the unrecognizable Asgard in front of him, and slowly closed his eyes. Wisps of phantom light emanated from his body, as if echoing the origin of Asgard in his body.
After an unknown amount of time, he opened his eyes with an extremely complicated expression.
"...I see." He muttered to himself.
Braki put the [Holy Grail] aside, took down the harp from behind, the pattering rain of blood hit him, and the blood-colored robe moved without wind.
"Braki, what do you want to do?" Lin Qiye asked.
"...clean Asgard."
Bragi said slowly, "Those ash pollutions have wiped out the consciousness of almost all the Norse gods in this kingdom of God, and now they are just a group of controlled gods... Wait until these pollutions start to pass through their godheads and corrode Ah! The origin and law of Sgard, the Nordic mythology, will completely cease to exist.
I helped Benyuan clean up these polluted Norse gods, and their divine power became my sacrifice for resurrecting Iden... This deal is a good deal. "
"You want to kill all the Nordic gods?" Lin Qiye frowned slightly, "Asgard is so big, can you kill it all?"
The kingdom of the Nordic gods not only includes the central Asgard, but also the surrounding kingdoms of giants, dwarves and the underworld. In those places, there are still a large number of polluted Norse gods. Even if they are "supreme", they want to kill them one by one , is also extremely difficult.
"...Yes, and only I can."
Braki stretched out his hand and pointed to his body, a phantom light lingered on his fingertips,
"Through the source of Asgard, I can lock the position of each Norse god, and pass some signals to them through their connection with the source...
For example, sound. "
The rain of blood slid down Braki's cheeks. He looked down at the vast kingdom of God below him, and lightly tapped a certain string of the harp with his fingertips.
Braki closed his eyes slowly, and a deep voice sounded in the rain:
"This... will be the last piece of Norse mythology, the movement of God's Fall."
