"A little trick."

Hela stood in the diffuse black fog and sneered.

She glanced back and forth between the countless clones of Weiss, her eyes full of disdain and arrogance.

Although it was difficult to tell which one was the real Weiss, for her, these were just insignificant tricks.

As the goddess of death, she controlled the most powerful law of death in the world. How could she be stumped by this illusion?

There is a simpler and more brutal way, which is enough to instantly clear all obstacles in front of her.

In an instant, the law of death around Hela surged like a surging black tide.

The originally invisible power of the law quickly materialized and turned into a mass of thick black fog.

These black fogs were like surging waves from the dark universe, with overwhelming momentum, with Hela as the center, sweeping towards all directions.

Each cloud of black fog exudes a soul-shaking decaying smell. Wherever it goes, the space seems to be distorted, and everything is shrouded in endless darkness and the shadow of death, as if time has stopped under the erosion of this power.

"Damn it."

Loki couldn't help but curse in a low voice, his voice full of regret and anxiety.

The clones created by his exquisite illusions were as fragile as bubbles in the sun under the impact of this death black fog that was like the end of the world, and they collapsed at the touch of a button.

In the blink of an eye, all the clones disappeared without a trace. What's worse is that this thick black fog quickly spreads, like a huge black curtain, completely covering the entire battlefield.

Weiss, Loki and Thor instantly fell into a dark place where they couldn't see their hands in front of their faces. Their vision was completely blocked, and they couldn't even see each other's figures clearly.

And Hela took advantage of this chaotic opportunity, like a deadly black panther hiding in the darkness, quietly hiding in the depths of the thick black fog, ready to launch a fatal attack at any time.

Loki reacted quickly. He knew that the situation was critical at the moment, and without any hesitation, he immediately mobilized all the magic power in his body.

In front of him and Weiss, a magic barrier emitting a faint green light was quickly built.

This barrier was like a solid shield guarded by ancient runes, protecting them tightly in the middle, temporarily blocking the devilish erosion of the death fog.

However, this seemingly solid barrier, under the corrosion of the powerful and evil law of death, made a "sizzling" sound.

It was as if a dying life was groaning in pain.

I saw tiny cracks appearing on the surface of the barrier. These cracks spread rapidly like a fine spider web, and they could be completely broken at any time.

"Damn, not done yet?"

Loki was anxious, his voice trembling slightly because of nervousness and anxiety.

At this moment, the magic barrier was already shaky and could collapse completely at any second, but Weiss still tightly grasped the longbow emitting soft light, with the arrow on the string, but he had not shot the arrow for a long time.

"It's not time yet."

Wess's voice was steady and firm.

His eyes penetrated the layers of thick black fog.

His breathing was steady and deep. Although the situation around him had reached a critical moment, his heart was like a calm lake, without any ripples.

He was still waiting for a better opportunity, an opportunity to really give Hela a fatal blow, a critical moment that would allow them to completely turn the tide of the battle.

At this moment, a dazzling thunder, like a sword that opened up the world, suddenly tore through the thick black fog.

It was Thor. He ignored the sulfuric acid-like corrosion of the black fog of death. He rushed towards Hela with his hatred and firm belief.

His armor made a "sizzling" sound under the erosion of the law of death, and mottled rust continued to appear on the surface;

His flesh and blood also emitted a pungent burnt smell under the corrosion of this evil force, and his skin began to fester, revealing the white bones.

But he gritted his teeth, his expression on his face was distorted by pain, but he still approached Hela step by step with his tenacious will and unyielding spirit.

Finally, he caught Hela's faint breath in the darkness, rushed forward, used all his strength to hug her around the waist, and then pushed forward desperately, trying to control her and create the best time for Weiss to attack.

"Stupid."

Hela snorted coldly.

Thor's behavior was simply a moth flying into the fire, seeking his own death.

Under the attack of the law of death that was powerful enough to destroy the world, Thor's body was already overwhelmed, and he suffered great pain every second.

"Swish~"

When Thor was about to fall into despair and his life was about to disappear, Weiss finally shot the arrow.

This arrow composed of the law of light, with dazzling light and powerful force, shot towards Hela like a meteor that cut through the darkness of the universe.

However, Hela's reaction speed was beyond imagination. She was like a smart wild cat. At the moment when the arrow was about to hit her, she gently turned sideways and easily avoided this seemingly fatal blow.

Loki looked at Weiss in shock, his eyes were as big as copper bells, and his eyes were full of disbelief.

He originally thought that this arrow would be the key move to turn the tide of the battle, and it was their hope to turn defeat into victory. Unexpectedly, it was dodged so easily by Hela.

A deep disappointment and anger suddenly surged in his heart.

Just when Hela was about to taunt them for their arrogance, something unexpected happened.

The arrow of light that was originally shot at Hela suddenly changed direction in mid-air and hit Thor's chest.

"FUXXK!! What did you do?"

Loki completely lost his mind, his eyes turned red with anger and shock, as if he was about to spit fire.

He grabbed Weiss's collar, lifted him up, and roared loudly.

Weiss just looked at Loki with a calm and slightly idiotic look, without any explanation.

I saw that after the arrow of light sank into Thor's body, it instantly turned into a trickle of streams, flowing in Thor's blood.

Wherever these streams went, Thor's body corroded by the law of death was quickly healed.

The armor that was originally damaged and full of rust began to regain its luster and glowed with golden light again;

The flesh that was burnt and festering and exposed the bones gradually healed, and the new skin was as smooth and delicate as a newborn baby.

Not only that, the thunder used by Thor actually brought a trace of the power of the law of light.

These two powerful forces merged and intertwined with each other, making Thor's attack more powerful, as if he had become the incarnation of light and thunder.

Hela suddenly felt that Thor's arms were like red-hot iron pliers, hot and full of power. The scorching temperature made her skin start to smoke and it was difficult to break free.

"How is it possible?"

For the first time, shock and fear appeared in Hela's eyes. Her originally confident expression disappeared in an instant, replaced by a look of disbelief.

At the moment when Hela was stunned, Thor took the opportunity to exert his strength. He gathered all his strength in his legs and arms, and with a sudden force, he threw Hela to the ground.

Then he quickly rode on her, raised his hands high, and punched Hela again and again.

Each punch carried the power of thunder and light, making a dull sound, as if a war drum was beating.

With Thor's attack, a deep pit was smashed into the extremely solid ground of the palace.

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