Godslayer In the Comic World Chapter 150

  Chapter 150 Cursed warrior with full cards

  This involves the history of Asgard and the dark elves attacking each other.

  That is still an old story from the time of the last god-king of Asgard, Poul Odinson, and the time can be traced back to 10,000 years ago.

  Bohr led the Asgard (Asgard) Asir Protoss to unify the nine worlds, including the dark world of the dark elves, Svartafheim.

  In ancient times, truth was only on the edge of the sword.

  Among the nine worlds, most of the races could not accept the dark elves' style of play that likes to completely darken the world, and then Asgard's fist was even bigger.

   That's all.

  Bol led his men to theoretically kill the dark elves to extinction, and destroyed all the black-skinned starships they knew. If you have to say that the dark elves have any commendable units, it is probably the [cursed warrior] who burns their soul and life in exchange for strength.

  Recently, there have been constant rebellions and bandits in the Nine Great Worlds.

  Thor was too busy. Borrowing the [Rainbow Bridge]'s ability to instantly project troops across the stars, he fought around and defeated one vote after another of traitors.

   Today's Asgard is far more civilized than before, and has captured a considerable number of bandit leaders and locked them in the dungeon under Asgard. If it were the old **** king Boer, it would probably be a slaughter, just like they did with the dark elves back then.

  Tor is busy with Jane's affairs, so he has no time to take care of the 'trivial matters' in the dungeon.

  From the perspective of a traveler, this is a big mistake.

  How can anyone overthrow the enemy these days, catch them and lock them up in their own house! ?

  What's the difference between this and sleeping on the crater of an active volcano?

  Ange suddenly saw the Kryptonian female adjutant burying her head in the pillow, posing in an ostrich pose, and rubbing her legs uneasily—oh! It turns out that I am too, that's fine.

   Speaking back to the fairy palace, the disaster really came.

  One of the big men captured by the three warriors of Asgard under Thor was actually a dead man sent by Heipi.

  Because of the arrogance of the Protoss, the guards of Asgard didn't even search them strictly, but just took away their obvious weapons and locked them in the dungeon.

  The cage looks quite technological. It is a concave cell, facing the outside direction, with only an energy light curtain as the door of the cage.

   Reasonably speaking, in the tens of thousands of years of Asgard's existence, there is really nothing that can break this light curtain, because this thing has the same origin as Asgard's space barrier.

  Not to mention a small rebel leader, even Loki, the former prince of the protoss who was arrested for committing a crime not long ago, the **** of trickery, was locked in this kind of cage and could not escape.

  There are no absolutes in the world!

   This black-skinned dead man is no ordinary little character. His name is Algrim, and he is Heipi's second boss.

   Not everyone can be a cursed warrior. The stronger the strength, the stronger the strength will be when you burn yourself as firewood.

  Algrim inserted the cursed gem that had been hidden in advance into his wound and activated it.

   "Hoo—"

  Suddenly a dazzling light rolled out of the cell, which suddenly attracted the attention of the few Asgardian guards and other prisoners in the sky prison.

  Scarlet flames gushed out from the cracks in Algrim's thick armor, instantly burning a few unlucky ghosts in the same prison to ashes.

  Although the golden light curtain imprisoning the prisoners is still in effect, the guards can clearly feel that the temperature in the corridor of the sky prison has suddenly risen to a high temperature that ordinary humans cannot survive.

  The guards barely managed to keep breathing in this scorching air wave, relying on their powerful physique several times that of the people on Earth.

  In the cell, there was another unlucky guy who happened to be hiding in the farthest corner and escaped the initial splash of flames.

   It's just that before he could escape in time, this cursed warrior with a height of two and a half meters grabbed the back of his head with one hand. The begging sound of this guy changed its tone because of the long sound that was dragged in his throat, and finally, as his face was pressed against the light curtain, it immediately turned into a mournful howl.

  At this moment, the entire sky prison corridor was reflected in scarlet.

  The flames illuminated the golden armor of the two Asgardian guards red, but the flames that spread through the light curtain to the entire corridor seemed to be afraid of their faint divine power and went around.

   It's a pity that this power didn't give them enough sense of security.

  They could only watch in a daze as the Cursed Warrior blasted the light curtain of the dungeon with one punch, surpassing Thor's absolute violence.

   "Wow—" The flame elements accumulated in the small cell spewed out, forming something like a waterfall of flames.

   The guard at least let the strength in his body burst out, and he survived this wave.

  Suppressing the tremor in their hearts, one of them firmly pressed the hilt of the saber, and the other clenched the spear with faint divine power in his hand.

   Loud bang!

  The thing striding out of the flames seemed to be not a humanoid creature, but a violent beast in humanoid heavy armor.

  In the eye hole of the huge horned helmet, there is a pair of angry eyes eager for revenge. The pair of horned shoulder armor with substantial lethality on his shoulders is even more fierce and vivid.

  The few skins exposed to the air between the armor parts are as bright red as flowing magma, with a high-heat yellow glow.

  His muscles are thick, and his burly body is full of terrifying explosive power that even Asgardians can't imagine.

  He approached step by step.

   Unable to bear the super high temperature like a raging flame, and unable to adapt to the pungent sulfur-smelling smoke from the opponent's mouth and nose, the two guards yelled and rushed forward.

  As the elite captains in the sky prison, their strength cannot be said to be bad.

  Anyway, one of them split a small piece of the cursed warrior's shoulder armor with a sword of a holy weapon emitting golden light.

  But, that's all.

  The next moment, they were "a child with one punch".

   Absolute strength coupled with impressive speed, and that terrible high temperature.

  Not to mention the mere elite captain, even if the three warriors of Asgard came here, they would probably be on the spot.

   After the Cursed Warrior easily killed two guards in seconds, he easily killed the second batch of guards who came to help. Then he forcibly demolished the sky prison and released a large number of rebels and bandit elites who were extremely dissatisfied with Asgard.

  He needs these guys as cannon fodder to attract Odin's attention.

  It was almost at the same time that he launched it. On the Rainbow Bridge, Heimdall, the gatekeeper of Asgard, who can see through concealment and invisible existence, found something was wrong.

  He resolutely abandoned the main entrance of the Rainbow Bridge, which was no longer meaningful, and took a few lunges to the height of the ten-story building, drew out the Excalibur, and swiped in the void.

   "Keralala—"

  A slender scratch that burst out sparks and mechanical parts appeared out of thin air. In the next second, a dark elf spaceship completely different from Asgard's painting style suddenly appeared in the middle of Heimdall's vision.

  The shrill siren resounded throughout Asgard!

  (end of this chapter)

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