Chapter 592 Fallen God, Cunning Wolf

Maintaining the face of a ferocious wolf, the Fenrir wolf smiled and answered Tyr with a frown.

"Why should I regret, can you give me a reason for regret? Tyre, my brother!"

"Father, the king who gave you a free hand. Didn't you regret what you did to him?"

"Odin, you mean that damn old man. I'm so sorry, Tyr, I don't think of him as my father. Now I'm the wolf Fenrir, not the blind man I used to be, That Hoddle you insulted. So there's no chance of what you've said to move me."

The huge wolf lowered his head as he spoke, and the whistling that came from the depths of his throat from time to time was as harsh as a low laugh full of ridicule. In this case, it is impossible for Tyre to be satisfied.

"That's your father, the father who helped you cultivate in countless nights and taught you carefully. It was the father who always had high hopes for you when everyone hated you. How can you say such a thing? Come on, Hoddle, you've disappointed me so much!"

"Disappointed? It should be me who is disappointed!"

Shaking his head violently, letting the saliva from the corners of his mouth sway all over, Fenrir's face showed a hideous and crazy expression.

"High hopes? Are the so-called high hopes that I take me as a shadow of that fellow Balder, whose bodyguard kept me beating me up day and night, making me accept the sword as a blind man in a situation where I was completely overwhelmed. And fighting? It's so ridiculous, he never asked me what I wanted, but simply imposed what he wanted on me, he never cared whether I was in pain or not, willing or not!"

"Every father in Asgard will teach his children to learn to fight. This is our tradition and nature. Also, is it what you want to be like you are now?"

Holding the sword tightly, Tyr began to glared at his unreasonable younger brother. He already felt that he couldn't communicate with Fenrir like this. Because now he feels that the current Fenrir is full of resentment and madness. In this case, the sharp blade and fist are much more powerful than the tongue.

"How can you use such words to describe my current body like this ghost."

Shaking its huge tail, the magic wolf showed a strange appearance. It bit its tail lightly like a real wolf, and scratched its ears with its hind paws. feel weird. But Fenrir didn't think so. On the contrary, he was very satisfied with his performance.

"Don't you think how perfect my body is now? Strong and powerful! I can clearly see any creature in this world, using my claws and sharp teeth to capture prey and enjoy blood food. Such a body Isn't it ten thousand times stronger than the invisible and weak body from before?"

"Enough, Hoddle, you have changed, and even your heart has completely turned into a monster! Since it doesn't make sense, then I can only use a sharp sword to make you awaken. As long as you can wake up, I will not Mind crippling you."

Tyre abruptly stopped Fenrir's frantic words, then raised the divine sword in his hand, and scolded him sharply. This is the choice he made, the choice that can bring his brother back. But he never understood that some people could never go back.

"Mutilated? Tyr, don't forget,

I used to be a cripple. Why, as my older brother, my only older brother, do you want to see me back into that hateful look, back to that pitiful look, and crying to you for asylum? "

Having said that, Fenrir's already extremely ferocious wolf face showed an even more ferocious and terrifying expression. It was the expression of greed, the desire for blood and soul, and the target of Fenrir who showed that expression was Tyr, his only brother.

"I'm no longer that cowardly Hoddle, I'm Fenrir now. You and I are no longer brothers, Tyr. I've renounced the blood of Asgard and accepted the blood of the dragon. Become a real monster, you and I, and Asgard no longer have the slightest relationship. So, don't force me to kill you. At that time, I will not be merciful. "

"Aren't you going to be merciful? You think too highly of yourself!" Tyr, who had said all this, had made up his mind. He didn't want to say any more nonsense, but pointed the Tyr Feng in his hand to the demon wolf opposite him. He said disdainfully. "I am Asgard's god of war, an invincible existence. Just because of you, a guy who has turned into a monster wants to defeat me, you are too naive!"

"Then give it a try!" With a sudden wolf howl, Fenrir immediately turned into a black hurricane with almost no shape, and rushed towards Tyr in an instant. And with his movements and roars, the wolves all over the mountains and plains also rioted. Like a huge ant colony that gathered, they were densely packed and rushed towards Asgard's camp like a gray tide.

From the very beginning, Fenrir had no intention of fighting Tyr fairly. It is very clear how powerful the god that this brother he once was, if he hadn't cut off a hand, he would only be under Odin now. And even so, he was Asgard's most powerful deity.

Fenrir didn't think he was capable of fighting alone with a guy like that. So it launched its own race, and let those demon wolves that flowed with the blood of its own monsters launched a surprise attack on Asgard's camp, in this way to interfere with Tyr's mind.

This is war, not battle. Even if Tyr overcomes himself, his army will be wiped out by his descendants and those dark gnomes. At that time, Asgard's defenses will be completely collapsed, and the enemy who drives straight in will soon destroy the country he hates. And even if he lost now, he was the one who won the whole war in the end. Therefore, Fenrir is completely fearless.

Fenrir understands this, and Tyr is also very clear. And unlike Fenrir's fearlessness, Tyr's heart was on fire. He couldn't let Fenrir wipe out all the warriors under his command, and he couldn't let Asgard's defense line collapse, so he immediately exploded with twelve points of strength.

The great sword of light reappeared, and Tyr's swing turned the huge sword of light into a veil that covered the sky, covering almost all the space around Fenrir like a sweeping wave. This puts Fenrir in a situation where there is no way out, but for it, it has no need to escape at all.

He is Fenrir, the former god of darkness. Darkness is his refuge, his shield and armor. In the dark, he can hide to any place, and under this premise, Tyr's attack is useless at all.

Just turning his body into invisible darkness, Fenrir easily avoided the edge of Tyr's great sword, and the next moment, his figure appeared behind Tyr, and then roared It bit him in the head.

Incarnated as a devil wolf, its sharp teeth can tear apart the strongest armor and shield, and its big mouth has the power to devour everything. Therefore, as long as it is bitten by it, even Tyr, the god of war, will definitely not have a good end.

However, how could Tyr, who already knew Fenrir's ability, let it bite him so easily.

At this critical moment, his majestic body suddenly leaned back, and like a galloping train, it directly hit the giant wolf's chest, and then he bent back, and Tyrfeng's sword edge It directly pierced Fenrir's left forelimb, causing the ferocious devil wolf to roar in pain in an instant.

And this is not the end, because at this time, Tyre has already hugged the neck of the demon wolf, and with a strong roar, he twisted it out.

The figure of the demon wolf fell straight toward the ground like a black meteor, and on his body, Tyr clenched his sword with one hand, stepped on his throat with one foot, and got stuck. His vital point made it impossible for him to do any more action at all.

In this case, Fenrir's body fell heavily on the ground. While killing countless wolf cubs, he also let out a painful howl. It's not that he didn't think about turning into darkness to avoid such damage. But Tyr Feng's power limited the power in his body, interrupting all possibilities for him to change like this.

Looking at Fenrir, who had almost completely let himself be slaughtered, Tyr frowned, and immediately pulled out Tyr's blade on the demon wolf's forelimbs. past.

If he was stabbed into the vitals by the sword of the God of War like this, even if he had turned into a monster, he would not be able to escape the end of his death. So, between the lightning and flint, Fenrir shrank suddenly, and let out a wailing and begging sound that can only be heard by wolves.

"No, no! Tyre, my brother. Don't kill me, let me go, please!"

Fenrir, who lowered his eyebrows and pleaded with his eyes, looked pitiful and pleading, at this time, he had completely lost the madness and ferociousness he had just now. Like all dogs who were scared of being beaten and had their tails tucked, he now looked wretched and unbearable. , There is no prestige of the devil wolf at all.

But with such an unbearable face, Tyre immediately stopped his actions and could no longer be ruthless. Anyway, this is his brother. In the face of his younger brother's pleading, the sword in Tyre's hand seemed to have taken root and could no longer move forward.

Seeing that Tyre was actually showing mercy, Fenrir's eyes immediately moved with a sly look. In an instant, its huge body turned into countless tiny dark streamers and disappeared under Tyr's feet.

Immediately afterwards, these tiny dark streamers turned into ferocious wolves, baring their teeth and pouncing towards Tyr's body with a ferocious face.

Fierce and bloodthirsty, without any sympathy at all. (To be continued.)