2096 Sending the Dog Flying

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The Level 1 clone shot at Fenris like a cannonball.

The dumb dog was delighted: Let's see if you can still act like a bigshot after I eat you!

The next moment, it frowned.

The clone's speed instantly broke the sound barrier, and there was a loud bang.

Weirdly enough, the air exploded in front of V, and not behind him, as he charged at Fenris's mouth.

V was too close. Before Fenris could react, the white cloud of air exploded in its mouth.

Its innate ability to devour everything prevented its mouth from being blown apart, and it could even easily swallow this cloud of air.

However, its mouth vibrated uncontrollably, and Fenris's upper and lower jaw couldn't help but shake.

Dong!

The Level 1 clone, which had swelled up several times in size, followed closely behind the cloud and swung a huge fist that was almost 50 centimeters in diameter at Fenris's nose.

Fenris's massive wolf head couldn't help but jerk upward, along with the front half of its body.

V used the recoil from this punch to land on the ground. He immediately kicked off and swung out with his right fist.

Bang!

The fist hit Fenris's jaw and neck with a muffled bang.

The fur on the dumb dog's neck rippled, and its entire body was finally lifted off the ground.

V followed closely behind with the second part of his 'recitation.' "I enter Hell, and all enemies enter Paradise!"

As he spoke, punches and kicks rained down on Fenris, and the air resounded with loud bangs.

Fenris was both shocked and angry. It did its best to bare its fangs and brandish its claws as it tried to use its divine power to control its body.

However, the Level 1 clone, which had unleashed its full strength, relied on its extraordinary combat ability and the Vibration in its fists and feet to jolt Fenris so that it was unable to counterattack effectively.

Just like that, the dumb dog's massive body was sent flying through the air.

It was gradual but steady progress as it was sent flying toward the sea.

On the ground, even the Asgardian civilians who were busy evacuating were attracted by this rare spectacle. Many people subconsciously stopped and exclaimed, "Oh my god!"

They all knew that this giant wolf was the legendary Fenris, Hela's mount.

Countless soldiers had been bitten to death by it, and thousands of spaceships had been swallowed by its huge mouth.

Hela was a fiend, and Fenris was the fiend's hunting dog.

Hela's strength and brutality worried the evacuating Asgardians.

But even after they started moving, Hela was nowhere to be seen.

Thor's voice on a loop also told everyone that he was stalling Hela to give them time to evacuate.

Now, the fiend's hunting dog was howling like the dog it was as it was being beaten up, but it couldn't do anything as it was sent 'flying' out of the central district.

The Asgardians couldn't help but relax, and their panicked movements calmed down, which further sped up the evacuation.

Casually slashing at the three skeleton soldiers in front of her with her sword, Valkyrie looked up at Fenris, who was 'flying' off, and couldn't help but warn over the comms, "Be careful, this d*mn dog can't be killed!"

She had fought Hela back then, and knew very well what Fenris was like.

Fenris wasn't the strongest 'creature' in Asgard, but it was definitely one of the most difficult to kill.

The Goddess of Death and the undead Fenris were definitely nightmares for their opponents.

It's already dead, so of course it can't be killed, V murmured. He didn't slack off, however, as he attacked wildly with his fists and feet to ensure that Fenris couldn't escape its helpless situation.

If he wanted to kill Fenris, he would have to wait until all the Asgardians had evacuated.

Otherwise, when Hela sensed the death of her hunting dog, she would definitely break through the mediocre defenses of the palace to check the situation outside.

…

A moment ago, in the palace, Thor was struggling to resist Hela's attacks.

There were already several wounds on his body, and blood flowed out of his armor. He was in a sorry state.

Gungnir hadn't lived up to his expectations. While it hadn't been instantly destroyed, like Mjölnir, it wasn't as lethal as he had imagined

Hela, who had a huge hole in her chest, recovered in a short period of time.

Thor's heart couldn't help but sink. Sure enough, she had become stronger again.

Hela, who had returned to Asgard, was continually getting stronger.

After a few months, she was at least 50% stronger than when she first escaped her imprisonment.

But Thor couldn't give up.

If he gave up and Hela disposed of him, the people outside wouldn't be able to escape.

At that moment, Thor had already forgotten about Knight, who was in hiding.

If he couldn't deal with the enemy, there was nothing anyone else could do — this was how Thor had thought for over 1,000 years.

As Asgard's divine warrior, he trusted himself the most.

Unfortunately, Thor's current mental state couldn't close the gap in combat ability.

Dozens of seconds later, Hela's blades lashed out.

Thor could only let go of the spear and retreat to avoid the tip of one blade cutting off his manhood.

A teasing smile appeared on Hela's face.

Like a cat toying with a mouse, she unhurriedly brandished her blades and left slashes on Thor, who was doing his best to dodge.

At the same time, she didn't forget to provoke her little brother. "Little brother, what did you say earlier? Hurry up and show me your true abilities. Don't hide like a little girl."

As the saying went, ongoing defense was certain defeat.

Thor dodged repeatedly, and finally lost his balance in the face of the two greenish-black swords, which appeared and disappeared like vipers.

Oh no! His heart jumped.

In the face of a stronger opponent, losing your balance was absolutely fatal.

Sure enough, Hela's eyes turned fierce as she swung one blade at his head.

The sharp tip of the sword swept over from the right toward Thor's eyes.

Bang!

There was the sound of metal colliding.

Hela looked to Thor's right in surprise.

The Gungnir spear stretched out from Thor's right to block her victorious attack.

The next moment, there was a flash of golden light.

The spear spun like a drill. As it deflected the greenish-black blade, it stabbed at her eyes.

Hela, who was suddenly being given a taste of her own medicine, didn't panic. She simply slashed back with the blade in her right hand.

Bang!

The golden spear tip brushed past her head and cut off one antler on her headdress.

Hela's eyes turned cold. She drew back the blade in her left hand and stabbed at Thor.

She didn't believe that this enemy who had snuck in could hide behind the heavily wounded Thor.

Then, she felt a chill run down her spine and sensed danger.

The golden spear suddenly stopped spinning, and the sharp tip swung down at her head.