Black Soul Invasion

Chapter 40 Capturing Thor
Ashes admitted that he was careless just now and forgot to dodge, that's why he was hammered away by Brother Hammer.

But at the same time, he had to admit that it was difficult to defeat Brother Hammer with magic alone, not because of Brother Hammer himself, but because of Thor's Hammer in his hand.

There is one thing to say, the power of this hammer far exceeds Ashes' expectations, it doesn't refer to attack power, but to defense power.

Yes, you heard that right, it is defense.

After several fights, Ashes had figured out the details of this hammer.It has a very mature spell system built in, which is mainly reflected in resistance, deflection, immunity, immunity to various energy and spell damage, and also includes recovery, healing, uplifting, enhancement and other beneficial spells.

Rather than saying that this is a hammer, it is better to say that it is a hammer-shaped staff, and it is also the kind of staff with a lot of defensive and buffing spells built in.These spells exist permanently and are automatically triggered, so it can easily resist Ashes' spells and magic.It is not an exaggeration to say that using Thor's Hammer to cast spells is the correct way to use it. Holding it like Brother Hammer and throwing it around will only make the pearl dusty.

Thinking that Odin gave Hammer the Hammer of Thor, Ashes understood.In his spare time, he has also read a few novels about cultivating immortals, in which the old monsters will give some magic weapons to protect the children and grandchildren of the family. It seems that Odin is following the same routine.

But what makes Ashes puzzled is, isn't Asgard a barbarian?What's wrong with playing magic so slippery?The spell system in Thor's Hammer is quite complete. It's not like you are warriors on the surface, but you are all mages in secret, right?

Shaking his head, leaving this ridiculous conclusion behind, Ashes slashed at Brother Hammer with the exile's broadsword on his shoulder.

There are no gorgeous moves, just a violent smash.

Tens of thousands of years of fighting have made Ashes understand a truth, the more ostentatious the sooner he will die, only the ordinary is the eternal god!
With a "bang", the Exile's broadsword collided with Thor's Hammer, and countless lightning bolts shot out.Ashes took a step back in shock, his feet drew deep ravines on the ground, while Brother Hammer's mouth was shattered, and the hammer was sent flying like a baseball.

"With this kind of strength, you are not a wizard at all!" Brother Hammer opened his bloody palm, and the hammer flew back with a whoosh.

But Ashes' second blow had already followed, and the Exile's Broadsword and Thor's Hammer collided again. This time Brother Hammer didn't let go, but he was knocked down to his knees with a bang.

"I'm a mage, and my intelligence is 60 points."

After Ashes finished speaking, he struck again.

Brother Hammer gritted his teeth and raised the hammer to block it, but this time it was even worse, and he was directly pressed to the ground.

"By the way, I have 80 points of agility."

Ashes once again raised the exile's broadsword, Brother Hammer was powerless to resist, and watched the blade fall, and a group of Asgardians rushed to rescue him.Among them, Sif ran the fastest, but Ashes raised his left hand, and a chaotic fireball hit the bull's-eye directly. Sif screamed and flew backwards with black smoke, life or death unknown.The huge explosion also shot out countless fragments, turning the people beaten by the golden armored guards on their backs. When they got up, they found that a lake of magma had appeared in front of them, separating them from the ashes.

Spell: Chaos Fireball Bomb!

The fire art of Izaris, the home of magic.

Can throw Chaos Fireball Bombs.

The Chaos Flame can melt rock, and the place under attack will temporarily generate magma.

It is said that the Witches of Izaris created the Flame of Chaos, which completely engulfed their homeworld.

"Sif!"

Brother Hammer exclaimed, but he apparently forgot that he had no time to worry about others.

The exile's broadsword fell down without hesitation, and slashed fiercely on the back of Brother Hammer's neck.

"Speaking of which, how much is my strength? 300 or 500? Sorry, I added too much, and I can't remember." Ashes lowered his head, only to find that Brother Hammer had passed out.He was not surprised by this, because he used the back of the knife.

A living prince is worth more than a dead prince.

Putting the exile's broadsword on Brother Hammer's neck, Ashes shouted to the sky: "Heimdall, if you don't want your prince to perish, send me to Muspelheim!"

Since there is Brother Hammer and Sif, there should also be Heimdall, the gatekeeper.Ashes, who had read thousands of volumes, yelled out with the mentality of trying but not getting pregnant, but it really fooled him.A beam of colorful light descended from the sky, enveloping him and Brother Hammer with a bang.

A strong gravitational force pulled Ashes forward, and time and space were compressed to the extreme. After just two or three seconds, this environment suddenly disappeared, and Ashes regained the feeling of being down-to-earth.

With the hot wind blowing on his face, Ashes raised his head, and sure enough, he saw the unique red landscape of Muspelheim again.

"It's really convenient, I want it."

Ashes muttered something, identified the direction, grabbed Brother Hammer's ankle, and walked towards Surtur's cave.

A few hours later, Brother Hammer woke up, squatting in front of him a giant covered in fire, and swore to Odin that he saw disdain and resentment from the other's stone face.

"Who are you?" Brother Hammer moved a bit, only to find that he was bound by chains made of black iron. This kind of treatment made him furious, and said angrily: "How dare you treat me like this, I am Thor, Odin Son! Monster, I order you to release me immediately, or I will not mind knocking your stone head open with my own hands, and then send the falling stones to Hogan to repair his wall."

Surtur heard that his eyes spewed flames, and he turned around and asked, "Can I kill him?"

"Not for now." Ashes walked out and said, "We need to use him to blackmail Asgard in exchange for sufficient benefits."

"Threatening? To say such shameless words blatantly, you are all cowards!" Brother Hammer struggled fiercely: "Let go of me, let me go if you have the ability, let's fight with dignity and see who is the best!" A true warrior."

"All right, all right, you're a warrior. Really, you're over 500 years old, but you're still as naive as a child. I really don't know what kind of perseverance Odin used to endure you."

"Childish?" Brother Hammer was stunned for a moment, and then cursed: "This is not childish, but glory! I can die generously for the sake of glory, you coward dare?"

"Me? Of course I don't dare, because I still have an important mission. Before I complete it, no matter how hard it is, I will work hard to survive." Ashes asked Brother Hammer, "What about you? Have you ever thought about your life?" Mission? If you die, what will Asgard do? Who will inherit this country? Who will protect the citizens? Who will continue the glory?"

Brother Hammer opened his mouth wide and couldn't speak for a while.

"Look." Ashes shrugged and said, "There has never been any glory in the world of adults, only responsibilities. You who don't even understand this, what is it if you are not naive?"

"I, I have a younger brother, he can replace me and inherit the throne." Brother Hammer said with the last stubbornness.

"Don't you understand? If your younger brother matched that position, Odin wouldn't have made you the heir apparent. He simply..." Ashes stopped, touched his head, and said, "Forget it, why should I replace you?" Odin taught his son."

"What's the matter with Loki? You're talking about it!" Losric's traditional art skills are half-spoken, Ashes is cool, but Brother Hammer is in a hurry.

"He is of no benefit to Asgard at all." Surtur took over the words: "Although Odin is a despicable villain, he does have extraordinary wisdom. He didn't let your brother inherit the throne, it must be because Your brother is not good for the country. And you want to give up the country to a scumbag for personal glory? Haha, that's good, really good."

Then Surtur turned to Ashes and said, "I changed my mind. I don't want to kill him. Let's put him back. If such a fool inherits the throne, we don't need to do anything. Asgard will definitely be played by him. No."

"En?" Ashes touched his chin, looked at Brother Hammer, especially his "wisdom-filled" eyes, and nodded slowly: "It seems like a good plan."

"You two..." Brother Hammer almost died of anger, he opened his hands tied behind his back secretly, and roared, "Enough is enough!"

Ashes and Surter looked at him together, then turned their heads together, walked aside and continued to study the seawater heating scheme.

"Where's my hammer?" Brother Hammer tried a couple more times, but he still didn't summon Thor's Hammer. He was shocked and asked hastily, "What did you do to my hammer?"

"Pay attention to your words, Your Highness. We are not interested in hammers, especially men's hammers." Ashes turned around and said, "The reason why you can't call the hammer is because the distance between you is too far."

"Too far away?" Brother Hammer asked, "Where is the hammer?"

"Wanaheim."

"Where is this place?"

"Muspelheim."

"The hometown of the fire giant?!" Brother Hammer was taken aback, then looked at Surtur and said, "So you are the fire giant!"

Boy, are you just seeing it now?

Ashes suddenly felt that it was good to put Thor back. This kind of retarded king is definitely an epic weakening of Asgard, the kind that cuts from the ceiling into a sewer.

Maybe the overlord of the Nine Realms has been reduced to a refugee in a fishing village?
Forget it, it's simply not possible.The broken ship still has a three-point nail. No matter how useless Thor is, it is impossible to bring Asgard to that stage. This is not a comedy movie.

Ashes shook his head, throwing this unrealistic delusion out of his mind.Over there, Surtur suddenly raised a shuttle-shaped black stone, and said in the tone of a certain blue fat man: "It's done, the seawater temperature regulator!"

　I finally got a recommendation and wanted to read the data, but the Qidian Data Network didn’t even have my book. Is this implying me?

　　Poor, please recommend and collect~~
　　


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