Chapter 588 The Dust Settles, the Battle of the Artifacts

"Sister, take them away, as far as possible. Your hero will appear soon!"

Aurora's voice sounded in Brunhilde's ears, but it made the fire of hope in her heart even more blazing. If there is anyone else who can act as her hope at this time, then there is only this last hand, and only the legendary warrior who can change the fate.

At this time, Brunhilde, who had entrusted almost all her hopes to Zhou Yi, had no hesitation at all. She waved to her Valkyrie sisters and shouted to the heroic spirits behind her. She shouted "Retreat, retreat. Hurry up and retreat!", and then led the Valkyrie to flee towards the horizon.

Such a move made the heroic spirits under her subordinates stunned, and they felt as if they were dreaming. In the same way, Surter, who was in the audience, felt a little unacceptable.

For him, Brünnhilde attracted him not only by her unparalleled beauty, but more importantly, her will, her stubbornness and unyielding, and her noble soul that could not be desecrated at all.

The high mountain flower blooming on the battlefield is such a yearning existence. But now, all that Brynhild has done is to tear all his past impressions to shreds, and the contrast is so huge that the Balrog King can't accept it. So he immediately let out a deafening roar of rage.

"You dare to run away, and you choose to abandon your dignity? Blasphemy, despicable. Since you have no value in existence, I will destroy you, and I will turn you into ashes. Go to hell, worm Go to hell, Brynhild!"

The invisible forces condensed, and the feeling of destruction full of doomsday made everyone present panic and panic in an instant. And this is equivalent to the extreme anger of the Flame Demon King, which also made everyone feel desperate.

In the legends of Asgard, the Balrog is a more terrifying existence than death, and the ultimate devil in the stories that every child hears. His image has taken root in the hearts of the Asgardians, and has long been demonized into an invincible existence that will only bring destruction. And now, he has wielded the slaughtering knife of destruction on his group of people, which makes those Asgardians still indifferent.

Everyone instinctively spread their legs and followed the retreating Valkyrie to flee into the distance. Looking at this group of Asgardians like ants, the Fire Demon King was even more angry, and his desire to destroy became even stronger.

He wanted to destroy this group of worm-like beings, but at the moment when he had already clenched his divine sword and was ready to swing it down from the air, there was a sudden warning sound in his heart and a terrifying power fluctuation from a distance. But it made him stop immediately.

far away,

among the mountains. Zhou Yi stood tall on the top of a mountain, holding the magic spear in his hand to judge Rodneir for eternity, just like holding a blazing lightning, staring straight at the King of Flames on the battlefield.

His power is surging towards Rodneir frantically, and with this power pouring in, Rodneir himself is undergoing incredible changes.

The barrel of the gun, like the white jade, gradually lost its physical limitations, and turned into the power of the invisible and intangible space origin, lingering on the scorching head of the gun. Between the spear blades, the eternal fire began to burn sharply, complementing the rushing golden fire, releasing more and more powerful fluctuations of power.

The flame is galloping, the flame is fighting, and the power of the flame is infiltrating every inch of the surrounding space. In this case, even the gun blade that the Death Star turned into began to change color. The runes inscribed on it began to be filled with the light of fire little by little, and as the runes were completely lit, the entire gun blade began to bloom with endless light.

Such a situation made Zhou Yi look like he was holding up a brilliant and dazzling sun, which made people feel infinite admiration and admiration.

But looking at Zhou Yi like this, the Fire Demon King Surter suddenly burst out with a hoarse roar like gunpowder smoke.

"Cunning fellow, you don't want to spoil this. Go to hell!"

After all, an incomparably huge sword appeared out of nowhere from the void.

It was an incomparably magical sword, and its blade seemed to have almost no solid form of metal or other textures, but more like a light, a brilliant light. Captivating, very dazzling.

Of course, this is not to say that the sword is really made of light. But because its blade is very special, it is so pure that it is almost impossible to see its shape directly with the naked eye. In fact, it still has the body and edge of the sword itself, which can be seen from the simple inscriptions that extend all the way down from the hilt of the sword at that moment, and spread almost all over the ridge of the sword.

But no matter what, it is still magical, and this point is even more prominent when the flames of destruction lingering on the sword body.

This is the most conspicuous place, and the only conspicuous place, of this huge sword. As for the other accessories on the sword, they appear simple and unpretentious, without any eye-catching features.

Whether it is the silver-gray mountain-shaped gauntlet with round lobes, or the spiral-shaped gray hilt, they are all inconspicuous. There wasn't even a trace of superfluous decoration on the entire sword, not even a single gemstone inlaid.

If it weren't for the magical, blazing blade of light, almost no one would regard this as a divine sword. However, when these combinations are combined, it has a reputation that is enough to shock all the nine kingdoms.

The Sword of Twilight, the Sword of Destruction, the Sword of Flame, and the Sword of Destruction at the same time. This is Levodine, the most powerful divine weapon in Surtur's hands, and the most terrifying divine sword in the entire nine kingdoms. When it swung, the whole world was about to shudder.

But now, the giant sword has been swung down in the sky, and the endless flames have almost turned into arcs that tear apart the sky, slashing down towards the mountain where Zhou Yi is located.

The flames swept, and everything burned. Even before the edge of the Twilight Sword had completely touched the mountain peak, the mountain peak had already begun to collapse and melt, turning into ashes that filled the sky.

The earth also began to tremble, and the earthquake broke out suddenly. The invisible force shook the mountains and tore the surface. Countless trees began to burn out of thin air, and the billowing lava also flew out like a fountain.

The Asgardians were terrified by the power of the Flame Demon King and the Sword of Twilight. In front of this vision that changed the color of the world, they were miserable, but they could only stare blankly at everything in front of them.

Because they knew very well in their hearts that escaping was nothing but useless work. If they want to live, to see tomorrow and hope, the only thing they can count on is the glorious sun, the last light that never dissipates even in the flames.

And this sun-like existence, at this moment, at the moment when the sword of twilight was swung, a light that was so strong that people could not look directly broke out.

The world suddenly lit up, and everything was swallowed up by the most extreme bright light. Whether it is mountains and rivers, or the stars in the sky. Or the flames that danced in the sky and could almost burn the entire world down, lost their form. All people see is only light, and only light.

The light that erupted at that moment was so intense, so intense that anyone who looked directly at it lost the power of their senses. When the Valkyries with better resilience began to restore their vision, they found that the flowing fire in the sky had been extinguished, and the sky was in the sky. All the light has condensed into an incomparably blazing beam of light, which stubbornly collided with the edge of the Twilight Sword.

The flames are galloping, and the streamer is flying. Whether it was the crimson almost blackened flame of destruction or the golden divine fire that flew like a streamer, they were violently rubbing and colliding, and dazzling and terrifying electric lights shot out from the sky.

The electric light of **** can turn almost everything that he touches into powder, and the splashing flame makes everything directly into ashes.

At this time, no Valkyrie dared to ride in the sky, and all the people landed, watching everything that happened in front of them with the most pious awe, and then praying, leaving everything to fate to make a choice . The only exception to this is Brynhild.

This Valkyrie, shining like a morning star, silently watched Zhou Yi's figure looming in the bright light, clenched her fists, and sent out her deepest prayer in her heart.

"Come on, Zhou Yi. For Asgard, for me, we must win, definitely!"

Maybe I heard her voice, maybe the previous stalemate has already decided the winner. At the next moment, the bright light suddenly soared, and the golden fire turned into a raging dragon, entwined on the beam of light, and in a sound that seemed to be the beginning of the opening of all things, the sword of twilight represented the edge of destruction and destruction. It flew out in an instant. Then he flew unabated to the phantom of the Fire Lord.

"Do not!"

At this time, the Flame Demon King could only utter this roar in vain. But there is no longer any means to stop this primordial light from coming.

The gate made of lava began to collapse in an instant. Under the destruction of this extreme light, even the giant army in Muspelheim began to receive a huge and fatal blow.

The Lava Gates opened the way for them to invade Asgard, and for themselves to death and destruction. Under the baptism of this extreme light of destruction, everything began to vanish.

No matter what kind of soldier they are, they are nothing but ants in the face of such an attack. What's more tragic than the ants is that they don't even have a chance to escape.

The summoning of the Fire Demon King gave Zhou Yi the opportunity to annihilate them in one fell swoop, and in the face of this best opportunity, Zhou Yi had no intention of showing mercy at all. Just as Surtur wants to bring destruction to Asgard, as the current guardian of Asgard, he is naturally not afraid to treat these invaders in the same way.

So, the end has come. Not for the warriors of Asgard. But for the giants of Möspelheim. Death has come as expected. (~^~)