Chapter 1351-God's Fall Music

the West stood calmly in the air, as if she had no intention of stopping it. Seeing Loki leaving Kunlun completely, she only glanced lightly at the place where he was standing, turned and stepped out,...Asgard.

the other side.

the scarlet insect mountain in the distance collapsed, and Odin, whose robe was broken, stood in a pool of blood, frowning slightly.

"Saul." He sensed that Sol's breath had disappeared and his face was a little gloomy.

in his plan, Sol should have broken through the "supreme" barrier through the origin of Asgard and became the only supreme Thor in the world who had completely lost his mind under the pollution of the Black Goat.

but now his plans have been disrupted.

someone killed Saul and robbed Asgard of his origin.

"it seems that your plot will not succeed." Odin. "

in front of him, Violet Dante, holding a broken gun, got up from the ground and laughed weakly.

Odin gave her a cold look, a flash of murder in his eyes, and his body broke through nothingness in an instant.

now Vierdanti is bruised and physically exhausted, unable to escape in front of Odin. She pursed her pale lips, raised the last half of her long gun, and staggered at her!

Dang--!

Odin clenched a fist in the palm of his hand and crushed the half of the gun, with Vierre Dante's half of his body crumbling into a haze of blood.

with his other hand, he grabbed Violet Dante's white neck and lifted it from the ground to mid-air. His fingertips gradually pushed hard, and his magic power poured into it madly.

"Mouse in the way."

Odinson opened his mouth, palm exerted his strength, and the next moment Vierre Dante's figure exploded, turning into a haze of blood, floating in the ruins.

he looked at the direction in which the Eye Bug Mountain crumbled, and his body disappeared in place in an instant.

.

the wreckage of Shenshan

-- the highest.

this is a word Blaki, the god of music and poetry, has never thought of.

his understanding of himself has always been very clear. He is a little god who likes to play the piano and read poems. He can't fight and has no ambition. His greatest wish is to live quietly in the garden with his lover. "Supreme" is something he can't touch or want to touch all his life.

and now, he is about to break through the "supreme" and become a powerful god on the same level as King Odin

Odin betrayed, Saul is dead. On the "supreme" Blaki, there is no doubt that it is the new divine king of the Nordic divine kingdom!

but at the moment, not only was there no joy in his heart, but his eyes were dark and silent.

"I don't want to be supreme." Br crouched painfully in the ruins with his hands around his head and a bloody robe. < Blaki > his red eyes looked at the dark golden Grail on the ground and muttered to himself:

"I just want her back."

Dong--!

the end of the golden hoop fell on the devastated earth, making a dull loud sound.

Sun WuKong frowned at Blaki, narrowed his eyes and whispered:

"God or Supreme, since you don't care, what do you care!"

Don't you want to bring your wife back to life Isn't the sacrifice of the Holy Grail not enough

then go and kill it!

one Sol is not enough, you kill three, five, ten!

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there are so many main gods in the world, you kill them as sacrifices. If it's not enough for the main gods to kill, go and kill 'Supreme'!

isn't this more useful than crying over your head! "

when he heard Sun WuKong's words, Blakey stood still.

"sacrifice."

Blaki muttered to himself, his figure rising from the ruins, a glimmer of light appeared in his confused eyes.

he stood on the wreckage of the sacred mountain, glancing slowly over the messy Asgard below, and vaguely, a roar and roar of pain came from every corner of the world.

those are Nordic gods who completely lost consciousness and became the tools of God after being polluted by ashes.

that is the Norse myth that is stained with blood.

the Asgard origin in the palm of the palm, as if melted, disappeared into the flesh and blood of Blaki, the towering pillar of divine power gradually dissipated, and an invisible wave burst from Blaki, instantly sweeping every corner of the Nordic land!

the oppression of the divine power of terror suddenly came.

driven by the origin of Asgard, Blaki has completely crossed that threshold and stepped into the "supreme" divine realm!

"Asgard." Blaki looked at the unrecognizable Asgard and slowly closed his eyes, and wisps of phantom light emanated from him, as if echoing the origin of Asgard.

I don't know how long it took him to open his eyes, looking very complicated.

". I see. " He muttered to himself.

Blaki put the Holy Grail aside, took off the harp from behind, and the patter of blood fell on him, and the blood-colored robe was windless.

"Blaki, what do you want to do" Lin Qinight asked.

". Wipe out Asgard. "

Blakey spoke slowly. "the ash pollution has wiped out the consciousness of almost all Nordic gods in this divine kingdom. Now they are just a group of manipulated gods." By the time these pollution begins to corrode the origin and laws of Asgard through their divinity, the Norse myth will cease to exist completely.

I helped Genyuan clean up these contaminated Nordic gods, and their power became the sacrifice of my resurrection of Eden. It's a good deal. "

"are you going to kill all the Nordic gods" Lin Qi Night frowned slightly. "Asgard is so big, can you finish it"

the Nordic divine kingdom includes not only the central Asgard, but also the surrounding giants, dwarves and the underworld, where there are a large number of polluted Nordic gods, even if they are "supreme", it is extremely difficult to kill them one by one.

". Yes, and besides, only I can. "

Blaki held out his hand and pointed to his body, a light shining around his fingertips.

"through Asgard Origin, I can locate every Nordic god and send some signals to them through their connection to the source."

for example, sound. "

the rain of blood slid down Blakey's cheek, overlooking the vast kingdom below, his fingertips gently on one of the strings of the harp,

Blaki slowly closed his eyes, and a low voice rang out in the rain:

"this. It will be the last movement of Scandinavian mythology. "i quickly wrote an article in his own identity and made up a lie.Thiel, the god of war, frowned more and more tightly, stared at Lin's eyes and twinkled slightly, and then slowly turned his head after...