$385 Diablo's Tail (More to Come)

New Asgard.

Now it’s not all plain sailing in this place.

Thor and Hela have arrived at this place, and the person standing in front of them is Tyr.

Tyr held the Son of Odin in his hand, while Mjolnir was on the ground to one side.

"Brother, I'm here."

Thor stood upright, with a butcher's cleaver hanging on his waist and a smile on his face.

Tyr nodded silently, then stretched out his hand to open a somewhat strange area.

This thing was originally not something that Tyr could master, but as Diavolo's chosen Lord of the Sky Hammer, the quality of fear he presented was too good.

Diavolo doesn't mind giving things that are insignificant to him.

"Hela, I didn't expect you to stand opposite me. I thought we would never meet before you or I die of old age."

The muscles of Tyr's one-arm bulged and he slammed the hammer of the son of Odin to the ground.

There was thunder and lightning.

"This thing is much easier to use than Thor's hammer, did you see it Thor!"

Tyr roared loudly.

The residents of Asgard were all in a daze at this time, like ordinary people who had stayed up all night.

As graceful as a walking corpse.

They won't join this fight.

Till was sure.

Being constantly instilled with fear, they have become puppets of fear.

At this time, Tyr was the most powerful among the Lords of Heavenly Hammer.

At least he was confident against a Thor.

"That's our brother!"

Thor took a step forward and growled at Tyr.

The power of the legendary hammer of the son of Odin is purer than that of Thor, more like a thunder god.

At this time, being held in Tyr's hand and wielded like a war hammer was a bit intolerable for Thor.

Odin and Frigga have disappeared from Thor's world, and the hammer brothers may be his most entangled existence.

Strange brothers are also brothers.

"You said, this is the Hammer Brother?"

Hela's face looked ugly, as if she had eaten a fly.

Although she didn't mind kicking Odin with the utmost malice, giving birth to a hammer was a bit beyond imagination.

Odin is not Zeus. His aesthetics are similar to humans and cannot transcend species.

As for Zeus's cross-species aesthetic, it's as outrageous as those of the giant dragons.

Give an example.

They can distinguish the prettiest among a group of pigs, and the most handsome one from a nest of ants.

This ability is somewhat scary.

"Yes, sister. I want to rescue our brother first, instead of watching him being simply used as a weapon by Tyr."

Thor said this.

Somewhat outrageous.

A hammer can be used to drive nails instead of a weapon, but it is a bit strange to treat them like brothers.

Even Bulkesso wouldn't do anything else with a weapon.

No matter what the son of Odin is, it is still a legendary war hammer!

"It seems like you are very confident. Then go for it, I will watch."

Hela said this, crossing her arms and walking aside.

Save Asgard?

Hela didn't have this idea.

She now just recognizes Thor as her younger brother, and those zombie-like guys are just a thing of the past.

"Hey Mjolnir, long time no see."

Hela waved to Mjolnir on the side, and the hammer flew over like a bird dropping into the forest.

This hammer is Hela's old friend. Now that there is no need to be hostile or to follow Thor's will, Mjolnir is naturally under the control of Hela.

With a bang, the two heavy weapons completed their first impact, and Thor took a few steps back.

His eyes seemed to be on fire.

"I have learned a lot of new things, now, be careful! Tyr!"

Thor roared and struck Tyr's head with the heavy knife in his hand.

A flash of fire flashed on the blade.

You can also hear a roar from the monster soul of the butcher, and the smell of some meat being roasted.

Slam, a basic skill.

But this is at least more powerful than a normal attack.

After all, this is a skill that incorporates anger, which is enough for Thor to measure the strength of the person opposite him.

"cut!"

Tyr came forward heavily from the side with a heavy hammer in one arm, his movements were very ugly.

But the flashing lightning above the Son of Odin still made the blow much more powerful.

Hela curled her lips aside, but Tyr was still doing the same thing.

In such a long time, not much has changed in the way of fighting.

Maybe it's because one arm is missing?

Anyway, Tyr didn't have any extra hands to take out another weapon to fight.

Hela turned her attention to the confused Asgardians and seemed to find something interesting.

So she used some of her strength to find out about those guys.

After all, there was a wife arranged for Thor by Odin inside, and Hela, as her sister, still planned to observe it.

Then, Hela let out a sharp scream!

Those Asgardians have been used as sacrifices to Diavolo at this time, and those fears are constantly being born and then sent to Diavolo's side.

Hela touches Diavolo!

"Did you do that? That's great!"

Tyr said with a cruel smile.

A calculation that is not a calculation.

Whether Hela is curious enough is the key to whether this accident can happen.

Compared to the legendary weapon like the Son of Odin, which would constantly burn Tyr's palms, he still preferred the sky hammer called the Will Destroyer!

"What did you do!"

Thor held a heavy weapon in front of him, ready to stop Tyr's actions at any time.

He only has one brother and one sister, and now Tyr is a monster!

Thor's strong sense of responsibility prompted him to take such action.

"Your Hammer Brothers, only we will fight next!"

Tyr waved his hand and threw the son of Odin to Thor's feet, his eyes darkened.

The voice was trembling.

Those who destroy wills will not be merciful to their hosts.

The essence of this thing is to constantly use fear to destroy one of the holders, and then manipulate the host to become a puppet when needed.

Now Tyr is a complete devil!

"ha!"

Thor let out a war cry at the top of his lungs and raised the heavy sword in his hand above his head. He didn't care whether Tyr would take advantage of this open door to hit him hard!

There is no need to think about this.

This was among the things Thor learned from the barbarians.

Their anger will rise more violently when they are attacked. As long as they don't die from this blow, their injuries can make their next blow more powerful!

"Ouch!"

The butcher's roar and Thor's roar complement each other!

The heavy knife hit the ground directly from a distance!

Then, the landslide and the earth shattered!

Earth-shattering · The earth roars!

All the evil anger will be released under this blow, and it can also bring more powerful damage!

You don't even need to hit the enemy's head with the weapon to cause intense damage!

Tyr pulled out the Destroyer's body and rushed out uncontrollably!

Diavolo is no match for Bulcaisel.

But if he can't take down Bulcasso, he can't take down Thor?

Feeling the fury of that ground-breaking strike, Diavolo thought of Warusk.

Both thumps have a similar smell.

That's why he ignored whether Tire's body could withstand this kind of force and rushed forward!

"Die! Die! Die!"

Hela on the side kept mumbling, her body shaking and whizzing like chaff.

Diavolo's emotions are not something that ordinary people can bear.

Such an action also exposed Diavolo's aura to the barbarians' observation!

But now, they can't make any move!

…

The Holy Mountain of Harrogas!

The moment Diavolo personally controlled Tyr with his own power, Bulcaisel felt that power!

There is Thor over there, and Bulcasso can easily tear open a portal and appear in that place.

Then he traced the stench Diablo gave off.

But now, he can't free his hands.

"Sonya!"

Bulcaisel roared and broke away from Leiko's arm.

On his body appeared the Fury of the Wasteland suit that he rarely wore, the Wasteland Suit, which was known as the legend created by the first ancestors.

The words used to save Sonya were just right at this time.

Sonya still has the shadow of the power of the first ancestors in her body.

That was the arm of the first ancestor that was integrated into the body after being helped by Natsubo!

"Leave me alone!"

Sonya came back from the brink of death.

But consciousness is still in that chaos.

All he could think about was refusing Bulkesso's treatment!

So her hand fell heavily on Bulcasso's chest!

When facing barbarians, refusing sometimes requires some strength.

Sonya, who had just begun to recover, could not push Bulcasso away.

"It's not your time yet! You idiot!"

Bulcasso roared indifferently, and the blood and gem crystals in the jar seeped into Sonya's body.

Next, is the God's Wasteland Suit!

"The first ancestor was a bastard, but he didn't dare to appear in front of me! Now, Sonya! In the name of the Immortal King, I ask you to survive!"

Bulcaisel roared, and the wasteland suits he wore flew away from his body piece by piece, flying towards Sonya's head.

The original legend passed down will always find its next successor.

Bulkesso is already strong enough, and now it's Sonya's turn to take on the destiny of becoming stronger.

Not far away, Rorschach opened his wings of light and slowly landed on the ground with his hood on.

He holds the Hammer of Judgment in his hand instead of the radiance of the Holy Feather that belongs to Archangel Tyrell of Justice.

After acquiring the status of the Archangel of Justice, he seemed a little different, more like a judge.

Rorschach wanted to pay Bulkesso some favors as a small token of thanks.

It's just that in the current situation, he is somewhat unable to intervene.

Fortunately, he can now open a portal.

There is Diablo's aura over there. As a new archangel, facing one of Diablo's dolls, it is still possible to trace the location of the Fear Demon.

Justice within one's power is better than justice from above.

Anyway, Rorschach has been doing this a long time ago.

He came from a humble background, so he never stood high.

Because of doubt, I put on a mask to pursue justice.

Now, he is justice.