stand. Coupled with that pair of golden vertical contact lenses, it is not surprising to be regarded as a monster.Lin didn't answer his question. Instead, he looked down at Shaddock Linai, held out hi...seeing Wali's crazy appearance, Blakey didn't have time to think about it, and his figure flashed again!

Wali, wrapped in sarcomas, is in the air again without any doubt.

Wali was only a secondary god before he was polluted. Although in the past, one hand could hit Blaki three times, but now Blaki is no longer what it used to be.

Blakey also reluctantly adapted to his own inexplicable soaring speed, holding Wali's neck with his backhand and holding him in place.

"what are you talking about" Whose voice is driving you crazy It's obviously just the two of us here. "

Blakey's voice did not fall, his palm clasped to the back of Wali's neck, suddenly bulging a fist-sized sarcoma, a ferocious crack burst from the surface of the sarcoma, countless scarlet worms wriggled out into a big mouth and bit into the palm of Blakey's hand.

Blaki let out a cry and let go of his arm, narrowly avoiding the blow.

"cluck."

A strange laugh came from Wali's throat, and his eyes, full of pain, slowly closed.

his wormeyes wriggling all over his body seemed to come back to life, turning at the same time, locking Braki not far away!

as the palms of Wali's hands were lifted, the earth beneath their feet began to desertify, and the dry air rolled up the yellow sand, like a big hand grabbing Blakey's body like lightning!

Blaki looked at Wali's hideous smile as he flickered away from the gravel, and his heart sank.

although he doesn't know what happened to Wali, he can be sure that the Nordic god who laughs gloomily is by no means the Wali he knows. Control him, it's those weird wormeyes on him!

Blakey clenched his teeth, took off the harp behind him, tapped his fingertips, and a hasty sound sounded.

at the same time, the deep recitation of poetry came from his throat.

". The butterfly in the dream, you are like my crying heart, like a thunderstorm. "

the raging hurricane, mixed with roaring thunder, suddenly burst out of thin air in front of Blaki, smashing the yellow sand and drowning Wali's body!

Thunder flashed like a snake in the ruins, and bursts of violent explosions burst into the sky, reflecting Blakey's stunned face brightly.

Blaki's chanting came to an abrupt end.

"my poem..." Blaki looked around at the devastated land, his eyes full of confusion, "strange, is my state of mind so consistent with this poem today"

like Lin Qiyue's "Sky Poeter], Blaki can also visualize the chanting through the resonance of his heart and poetry. The stronger the resonance, the greater the lethality.

but in the actual war of gods, no one will wait for Blaki to slowly brew emotions, pluck the strings and sing, and most of the time, there will be no killing or other negative emotions in his heart. Therefore, his combat effectiveness is absolutely at the bottom of the list of the main gods and even the secondary gods.

but the poem he temporarily recited today is more powerful than he could have imagined.

Hurricane Thunder has gradually dissipated, Wali's body has been scorched black, large sarcoma eyes have fallen off from the surface of his body, and more sarcomas are gushing out from the depths of flesh and blood.

Wally staggered forward, his eyes closed, like a corpse manipulated by sarcomas, one step at a time.

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seeing this, Blaki's eyes are very complicated.

he knew that Wali was probably hopeless.

with a long sigh, he ruthlessly plucked the strings again, and another thunderstorm gushed out.

this time, he directly broke Wali's inhumane body into a haze of blood, carrying pieces of gray embers and sprinkling them.

"Sorry." Blaki stood outside the ashes, his expression grieving.

this should be the first time that he has killed a god himself since he became a god.

killing Wali, who had become a monster, Blaki stood alone in the ruins, vaguely heard howls of pain coming from all directions.

"Wali is not the only one who has become like this" Worry appeared in Blakey's eyes and he couldn't help muttering to himself,

"this is a big trouble."

he turned to look not far away. At the top of the mountain, a smoke-filled temple was already dilapidated.

"Oh, no, Eden!"

Blaki seemed to think of something. His eyes shrank slightly. As soon as he clenched his teeth, his body turned into a glimmer of light, and rushed to the temple at the top of the mountain!

.

Temple of the King!

A pair of bloody scorched black arms, hard to lift, clutching the gun of eternity in front of the chest.

Sol, who was nailed to the wreckage of the throne, tried to pull the gun out of his chest with all his strength, and his whole body trembled violently as the thunder surged.

poof -!

he spurted a mouthful of blood, let go of his hands powerlessly, and left a pair of blood-red handprints on the barrel of the gun.

he can't do it. The faint murmur of

began to ring in his ears. One after another, disgusting sarcomas sprouted from beneath the scorched flesh, and Saul looked ugly.

Thor's eyes were red, and he could clearly see the messy Asgard under the mountain through the broken temple gate.

Damn it!

Damn it!

is there no other way!

the gun of eternity nailed into by Odin himself is not at all what he can pull out now. Unless, he also broke through to the "supreme"!

suddenly, he seemed to think of something and suddenly looked up at the top of the temple!

"Origin." Saul's eyes gradually lit up, the expression appeared crazy, "Origin!" Asgard can still be saved! "

Thor, who was nailed to the wreckage of the throne by the Eternal Gun, roared with a roar, and the surging thunder burst out of his body and rolled directly onto the top of the devastated temple.

the next moment, the hazy light gushed out of nothingness, reflecting the blood temple like a dream. In the middle of this sea of illusions, a crystal prism is floating and sinking silently.

Odin did not take away the origin of Asgard, that is to say, as long as he burns his bridges and forcibly integrates the origin into his own body, there is a glimmer of hope that the impact is "supreme". In this way, he will be able to remove the eternal gun from his body!

is also "supreme", so he may not be able to kill Odin who has been consumed by the three goddesses of fate!

as long as you kill Odin, the source of polluting Asgard will be destroyed, and this divine kingdom will be reborn!ing wormeyes, lips-less mouths, filthy pustules, tiny lizard claws, baby heads covered with wrinkles and blood stains. They are like monsters made up of flesh and blood, like wriggling meatballs that...