Paladin of Asgard

Luo Wei suddenly felt that Verigan's Fist was not in his hand.

After looking at the forging blueprint in Antusul's hand, he finally made up his mind.

The whole one!

Then he began to grope for the flying method of the flame power, and came to an open space, with flames on his body.

The temperature of the flame rose sharply, and at the same time it began to surge rapidly. Luo Wei gradually felt the lift, and his figure dangled, slowly leaving the ground.

However, just a few centimeters up, he staggered and almost fell, so he had to land again.

After trying for half an hour, the flame flight still made no progress, and every time it rose slightly, it was difficult for him to maintain his balance.

The fundamental reason lies in the lack of control over divine power.According to what Odin said, a proficient divine power user can use his divine power as easily as his arms and fingers, but Luo Wei is obviously still far away from this realm.

If Odin's use of divine power is like an arm and a finger, then Rowe's use of divine power is probably "like a foot with a toe cover", which is full of unfamiliarity and estrangement.

Luo Wei fumbled slowly, and a middle-aged officer came over, this is his immediate superior.

Due to the small number of people, the Asgard army has only one official organization, which is the squad, and all legions and camps are directly composed of squads.

However, between the squad leader and the chief and deputy commanders of the legion, there are also middle-level officers, but most of them also serve as the captain of a squad, and the official establishment is only the team, so they are also called captains.Of course, sometimes for the convenience of distinction, the Asgardians also call the middle-level officers the squadron leader or the captain.

"Captain." Luo Wei greeted, dissipating the flames from his body.

The middle-aged man nodded and showed a polite smile.

Although he has a higher military rank, he is not a supernatural power user, and his combat effectiveness is probably not as good as that of Rowe. In addition, Rowe chats and laughs with Hela and Heimed from time to time, so he is naturally very polite.

"Luo Wei, I have a combat mission for you. We found traces of a group of remnants of demons. The number is between ten and twenty. I want your team to clean them up. You shouldn't refuse, right?"

"Of course." Luo Wei readily agreed, "Actually, I alone is enough."

"I know that your holy light magic is the killer of demons, but after all, there are more than a dozen people on the other side, so I don't suggest you go alone." The middle-aged man said.

"Don't worry, there will be no accidents," Luo Wei said.

Zatanos and the great demons either ran away or died long ago. The other demons had to be beaten in the face of the holy light. There were only a dozen of them. Even if he couldn't beat them, he could retreat calmly.

The reason why Luo Wei went alone was because there were still more than 30 times of vengeance out of a hundred. Seeing that the war was coming to an end and the demons in Vanaheim were about to disappear, of course he had to hurry up and kill them.

Then Rowe set off to the stronghold of the remaining demons.

The stronghold is located in a valley surrounded by dense forests. After arriving nearby, Luo Wei walked around for a while before finally getting close to the devil's hiding place.

At the same time, in a hidden corner in the valley.

A young Vana mortal was tied to a tree with a terrified expression: "Don't kill me... Please don't kill me..."

A blue-skinned demon walked over with a dagger in one hand and a barrel in the other, grinning: "Don't worry, you'll see your companion soon."

As soon as he finished speaking, he stabbed the dagger into the young man's neck, and blood rolled into the barrel.

The young man was terrified and trembling all over. With the massive blood loss, his complexion quickly turned pale, and after a while, his head drooped, and there was no more movement.

After receiving the blood, the blue-skinned demon turned around with the bucket in his hand and said, "Old man, it's better to have enough blood this time. Otherwise, we're doomed. The Asgardians must have discovered us."

In front of him, a grey-skinned demon with some wrinkles on his face was frowning, and his fingers dipped in blood repeatedly sketched on the ground, adding a complex circular pattern with a diameter of more than two meters, while muttering: "What the hell?" What went wrong..."

There are more than a dozen demons around, most of them look gloomy, and many of them are wounded.

One of them suddenly said: "I said, have you really read the Necronomicon?"

"Of course. I can guarantee that my painting is 90.00% identical to the "Gate of Hell" in the Necronomicon, except that there is a problem with a certain detail. " said the gray-skinned devil.

"You'd better hurry. I have a hunch we won't see the sun tomorrow," said a demon.

There is no sun in hell, so obviously, this sentence has two meanings, they either return to hell tomorrow, or die here.

All the demons were silent, and the gray-skinned demon was still thinking about the magic circle of the gate of hell, frowning.

"Someone is coming." A demon said suddenly, with a nervous expression, while clenching the spear in his hand.

The other demons also got up one after another, looking alert.

However, they did not expect that it was a female demon with a charming appearance and scantily clad clothes who staggered towards them.

As if she had been seriously injured, she suddenly fell to the ground, her slender pink waist twisted at an attractive angle.

All the demons were stunned, and even the old demon who drew the magic circle couldn't help but look up.

"Hurry up and draw your magic circle!" The blue-skinned demon said, and then walked towards the charming female demon who fell to the ground.

"Miss, I don't know which lord you are under?" Several demons came over, revealing their desire without concealment.

The witch's eyes were empty and she remained silent.

Seeing this, a demon went straight to his hands. Heibuliuqiu squeezed his claws, and then frowned: "Hey, this feels wrong..."

At this moment, Luo Wei jumped from a high place, and the light of Virigan's fist was released.

Accept the good blessings of the Holy Light!

Blessed Hammer!

"Boom boom boom boom!" The hammer of blessing swirled across a circle, and several demons gathered around the female devil were killed on the spot.

"Asgardians!" All the demons were shocked.

"It's him! I've seen this man on the battlefield...he, he..." A demon was particularly terrified, pointing at Rowe's hammer emitting holy light, his voice trembling.

Then he ran directly in front of the old devil, and said anxiously with fear, "Hurry up, it's too late!"

"What's the problem..." The old devil was also sweating profusely, covering his head with one hand, and staring at the magic circle of the gate of hell in front of him with wide eyes.

Luo Wei's side had already started killing, and the Virigan's fist in his hand was shining brightly, and a demon was killed on the spot with two or three blows.

After a while, there were only five demons left, two of them surrounded the circle of the gate of hell, and the remaining three were so frightened by Luo Wei that they collapsed and fled.

Luo Wei hurriedly chased after them, took a lot of effort to kill all three escaped demons, and then turned back, ready to deal with the last two.

Just when he returned to the demon stronghold and was able to see the two demons, the old demon suddenly had a flash of inspiration: "I found it!"

He dipped his fingers in blood, and quickly added a few strokes to the circle.