owlsbooks Chapter 610 Viking Thunder God (plus 710)
Chapter 610 Viking Thunder God (plus 710)
Frigg.... is still dead.
Although in different forms, the end result is still the same.
In the future, Sol tried his best to restore the past, but he didn't expect it to become a past that he personally facilitated. In the silent Hall of Silver, at this moment, he clearly heard the mocking sound of fate.
The voice of ridicule is so loud and harsh.
Don't you want to save Frigg?
Don't you want to redeem the past?
Don't you want to change your destiny?
Even if you are the god of thunder in the eyes of mortals, you are just a puppet in front of fate.
Fate is everywhere, like an invisible hand.
He tightly clutched his heart, tightly clenched his throat, and squeezed out hope little by little, leaving nothing but despair.
For a few seconds, Sol really fantasized that he could change the past and destiny.
But now, those thoughts are gone.
In this bruised body, only despair and anger remained.
Crackling...
The still silent thunder and lightning appeared, pulsating violently on Sol's body surface.
Suddenly, the entire atmosphere of Asgard seemed to be trembling in fear of some kind of creature. The billowing dark clouds in the sky roared and surged, accompanied by an extremely heavy and mighty pressure.
"This killing intent...!!!"
Algrim felt a terrifying chill, and his entire spine was as stiff as freezing.
A fist with ragged flesh appeared out of the flashing thunder, and slammed into his chest fiercely. It contained a huge force of anger, which smashed the hard bones in an instant, and blood burst out like a fountain.
wow-
Algrim flew upside down like a cannonball, slammed into several pillars and stopped.
It was just a punch, but he felt as if his whole body had been run over by a battleship, every inch of bone and flesh was howling.
No... Thor's power back?
Algrim barely opened his blood-covered eyes, and saw a staggering figure walking towards him.
Thor didn't walk fast, and he couldn't even count steadily. His broken body swayed from side to side, as if he would fall down in the next second, but with every step down, the entire silver hall echoed with a heavy sound.
"Kill...kill you..."
"Algrim...I'm going to kill you...Kill! Yes! You!!!"
The air that was flowing just now became stagnant in an instant.
In those eyes that were throbbing with thunder, there was no mercy at all at this moment, only endless tyranny and cold killing intent.
Algrim, who was lying in the ruins, stared at those eyes, his whole back was sending out chills, and the trembling feeling from the soul spread out, as if he was facing a... Lost mind beast!
And now, the beast is out of the cage!
Boom--! ! !
Sol's right foot fell down lightly and heavily, and there was a terrifying movement like an earthquake.
His whole body was like a fired cannonball, ejected at a speed beyond Algrim's naked eyes. The extremely violent force smashed layers of sound barriers and exploded dozens of clearly visible air rings. There is absolutely no lag in the transition from extremely quiet to extremely dynamic.
Algrim bounced off the ground, spread his arms and punched out a charged punch.
boom!
The moment the two fists collided, the roar pierced through the stone and pierced the clouds.
The strong force set off a turbulent wind, violently raging this supreme hall, and the gravel was directly crushed into fine powder.
The bones let out howls and explosions one after another, and Algrim's entire right arm was directly blown into blood foam. The severe pain made the cursed warrior couldn't help but screamed and backed away.
But how could Sol, who had decided to kill him, let him go so easily?
The previously lost power returned at this time, and fate favored him again after the death of the Queen of Heaven, Frigga, and endless divine power filled his body, and under the blessing of anger, he once again pushed him to the level beyond the heavenly father. The realm of terror.
boom!
It was another punch full of killing intent and anger, which hit Algrim hard in the abdomen.
The organs, as well as the flesh and bones of the entire right abdomen, were blasted into pieces by this punch, and they were sprayed out for more than a hundred meters.
"Ahhh-"
The miserable roar of pain echoed in the wide hall.
Even though the fragments of ether particles are powerful, endowing Algrim with vigorous vitality, and can even repair fatal injuries, the destructive power of Thor's fist full of anger and killing intent far exceeds his repair speed.
Before recovering from injuries to his right arm and shoulder, a hole was punctured in his abdomen.
When Algrim's mind was in chaos, another shadow appeared in front of his eyes, and it was Sol's furious fist that had arrived!
bang bang bang bang bang......
The muffled sound of flesh and flesh colliding echoed endlessly in the hall.
Every punch of Sol was full of killing intent, like an endless storm, continuously falling on Algrim.
Ten punches, a hundred punches, a thousand punches...
Algrim, who was slapped wildly by Thor's fists, until now knew why Thor didn't kill him with a battle axe.
This man...
He wanted to beat him to death with his own fist!
Although the ether particles are still repairing the body, it has now become a torture to him, because Thor, the god of thunder, has now become a complete lunatic.
"Kill! Kill! Kill!"
"Kill you! Kill you! Kill you!"
"Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh"
Thor's desperate and angry roar resounded over Asgard.
The gorgeous Silver Hall, which used to symbolize the center of power in the Nine Realms, has now been reduced to dilapidated ruins, and even the throne has become dilapidated. In a pit about tens of meters deep, it is covered with minced flesh and blood. The bloody Sol made a panting sound as thick as a bull.
As for Algrim, the human form was no longer visible.
A pool of slightly wriggling minced meat seemed to be silently telling how inhuman it had been treated.
How painful is it to be beaten to death by a fist?
Perhaps only Algrim knows the answer to this answer, but unfortunately he has no way to tell others.
After enduring tens of thousands of punches from the furious Thor, this cursed warrior of the dark elf family finally couldn't bear the painful torture, and chose to give up thinking, completely turning into a puddle of wriggling flesh.
After losing the control of subjective consciousness, the fragments of ether particles turn into fly ash.
And that pool of slowly wriggling flesh, without the energy of ether particles, finally got what it wanted and died.
The last warrior of the dark elves, Algrim, was brutally killed by Thor with both fists.
Sol, who was extremely exhausted, took heavy steps and walked to the side of Frigga step by step. The eight-foot man couldn't control it anymore, kneeling heavily on the ground, tears dripping down his bloody cheeks.
He got his revenge, but he also lost.
Those who tried to change their fate were fooled by fate.
That Fat Man Sol...is he such a scary guy? !
Rocket Raccoon watched this scene in horror, and didn't dare to go up to talk to Sol, for fear that the killing god would hammer him into a pulp.
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Fensalier Palace.
A powerful magic barrier protects the palace and blocks all movements from the outside world.
Jane, who didn't know anything about what happened outside, was waiting in fear in the room for the return of Sol and Frigga.
But at this moment, a black evil light slowly appeared.
I saw Malekith, the leader of the dark elves who was supposed to die, walk out of the black evil light, without saying a word, raised his hand to seal Jane's mouth, then grabbed her throat and replaced it into the black halo .
The guard who heard the movement in the room rushed in, but only saw the backs of Malekith and Jane leaving.