a time.

Lightning flashes, and the wind howls.

The entire world of Helheim's underworld was shaking violently, setting off an endless violent astral wind, wrapped in a strong energy, and raging for thousands of miles in the void.

I saw countless paths of energy passing by, pulling the space out of the gaps, criss-crossing like a dense spider web, spreading in any corner of the field of vision.

All tangible and intangible substances were annihilated by the bombardment of the Thunder Spear, and the majestic and majestic mountain glaciers collapsed and shattered one after another in the overwhelmed whine.

With the passage of time, the huge storm that pierced through the whole world gradually became more and more intense, and even everyone in the 'spectator seat' was inevitably involved.

Lord waved and laid down several layers of spiritual pressure barriers, so that the weaker Valkyries would not be swept away by this terrifying storm.

When the storm gradually subsided, the deafening thunder subsided, and the scalding heat wave rushed towards the face, mixed with a foul smell of burnt smell, just like the dishes made by Yinmeng, so Lord could not help frowning subconsciously.

The rest of the Valkyries were all stunned at the moment, and they were still immersed in severe shock. The images in their minds were all, the dark green spear that cut through the sky, and the terrifying destructive power it caused!

Yallweite lowered her head quietly, feeling a little ashamed for a while, and her beautiful face rose to two blushes.

Thinking about myself, after taking the initiative to ask Fenrir to be rejected, I felt a little uncomfortable in my heart, and even vaguely hoped that the person would be shriveled.

Now it seems that it is them, some of them are too self-sufficient.

Looking at this Lord Spirit King's subordinates, each of them has a strength no less than that of the Heavenly Father. Yallweite can't help but worry about gains and losses, fearing that her sisters will be abandoned again because of this.

Brynhilde noticed this, pursed his mouth with one hand and smiled lightly, his eyes were rippling like water, like a pool in the night, he gently squeezed the palm of the former's palm, indicating to Ya Erwitt doesn't have to care too much.

The sisters had a good heart, and Yallweite quickly understood what she meant. After letting go of the worries in her heart, she felt the itching in her palms, and a trace of anger appeared in her eyes.

"Hee hee~"

Brynhilde grinned wickedly, stuck out half of her pink tongue, and clenched Yallweite's hand quietly.

Yallweite didn't break free, and let Brynhilde fool around,

It's just the two blushes on his face, but it doesn't seem to be going away.

The two thought that their little actions were extremely secret and no one else found out, but in fact everyone knew about it, but they didn't try to expose them.

interesting......

Lord's eyes flickered with the flame of gossip. He really did not expect that the two of them still had such a relationship.

But what made him laugh even more were the two captains who also noticed the little tricks.

The corners of Xiaobai's eyes twitched and his pupils dilated slightly. He thought that he was the youngest captain in history. His young and pure heart was suddenly hit by a huge blow.

On the other hand, the expression of Broken Bee is a bit interesting, and there is a hint of envy in his eyes, which may remind of Sifengyuan Yeyi.

This wave can be called a great orange trend!

I can't help but remind Lord of the past. I once saw a book about Broken Bee and Ye Yi on the Internet at the beginning. When I think about it now, I can only praise the artist for being awesome!

During the time when everyone was thinking wildly and each was pregnant with a 'ghost child', the storm had gradually stopped. Although the smoke and dust were still very large, at least it was possible to see how the battle was going.

woohoo-

Amidst the roaring wind and smoke, a pair of demon wings came into view, and it was Ulquiorra who was behind the blade.

He had gone through a great battle, but his white robe was not stained with any dust, and it was still as clean as new.

The fierce battle just now seemed to be easy for him, he just did a trivial thing.

Everyone looked down, but saw Ulquiorra's right hand holding a head that was several times larger than his size. It was the head of the giant wolf Fenrir!

As for its body, it had already been annihilated with the ash of the Thunder Spear, and by the way, a huge abyss with a diameter of about one kilometer was left on the surface of the ice layer in Helheim.

The abyss could not be seen to the end at a glance, and the hot air waves rising from the inside, along with the magma after the rocks were melted, erupted into the sky under the severe air pressure, forming a rain of fire.

In the boiling magma, the huge black bat wings and the pure white slim robes highlighted a different kind of beauty of destruction.

"hiss--"

Seeing this, Yallweite and the other Valkyries suddenly sucked in a breath of cold air, allowing their lungs to spasm due to the stimulation of the cold air.

Fenrir... lost!

Although they had long thought that Fenrir would lose this battle, but they never thought it would be so... simple.

Rather than calling it a battle, it would be better to say it was a one-sided crushing. From start to finish, Fenrir failed to show even the slightest chance of defeating that person.

Ulquiorra lifted the blade, turned to Lord, threw the huge giant wolf's head on the ground, lowered his head slightly, and said coldly: "Lord Lord, according to your wishes, I will take this The beast has brought it here."

The giant beast that devoured the gods, and now only one head is left alive, like a traded goods, was thrown on the ground at will.

This scene, in the eyes of the Valkyries, made them feel a sense of irony and absurdity in their hearts.

"Well done, very fast."

Lord nodded and smiled. He was very satisfied with Ulquiorra's performance. It was worthy of being a Vastord-class face, and the combat power was indeed terrifying!

"No, the speed is still too slow, it's made you wait for a long time." Xiao Wu's face was expressionless. For him, this level was not even a warm-up.

Broken Bee and Xiaobai: "..."

The two turned their heads with a cold snort, pretending they didn't hear Xiao Wu's Versailles speech.

"Don't pretend to be dead, Fenrir." Lord looked at the head on the ground and smiled lightly: "How does it feel to have only one head left?"

Fenrir hated Lord and said hoarsely, "You can't kill me."

"I know, so what?"

Lord smiled, he already knew this.

Fenrir is a giant beast destined to devour God King Odin in Norse mythology, so it is impossible for any existence to kill it before the "mission" has been achieved.

Even if there is only one head left, and it looks like it is dying, it will come back to life in a few days.

This is the main theme of the mysterious 'destiny' in Norse mythology.

Anyway, at least as far as the current situation is concerned, he really couldn't kill Fenrir.

But that’s all there is to it. There are many ways to make Fenrir voluntarily submit enemy.

Sometimes, even asking for death is a luxury.