I studied beheading in a mental institution

Hearing this, Lin Qiye and the others felt a burst of warmth in their hearts.

Sure enough, at any time, the Master's "mindscape" can always bring him a full sense of security.

It was like this when I was in Cangnan, and now I am in Asgard, the Nordic kingdom of God, it is still like this...

Stab it--!

Just as Lin Qiye thought of this, a muffled sound came from the sky in the garden, and a thick tree trunk tore apart a corner of "Heart Scenery", half of his body pierced into the sky, exuding terrifying fluctuations of divine power.

Chen Fuzi twitched the corner of his mouth, and threw the cup in his hand towards the sky. As the cup exploded into fragments, the half of the branch was finally shaken out of the "heart scene". Through the gap, one could clearly see It turned out that Vera, the god of the forest, stared at Lin Qiye with unwilling and angry eyes.

The "mind scene" was quickly repaired, blocking the furious forest god. Before the gap completely disappeared, a three-pointed two-edged knife was vaguely seen across the sky, rolling towards Vera's face with terrifying power!

"Ahem." Master Chen restored the "heart view", and the garden outside the window regained the peaceful image of singing birds and flowers, and he coughed twice in embarrassment, "This...although it can keep you safe, but occasionally there will be a little trouble... ... Lin Qiye, you should be able to understand, you have experience."

Lin Qiye nodded repeatedly.

When he was in Cangnan, Mr. Chen was chased and killed by Indra in the same way. While being shattered, his "heart scene" was repaired frantically.

"Master Chen, I see more and more Norse gods are surrounding us." Jiang Er floated out of the coffin and asked worriedly, "Can we win?"

Master Chen was silent for a moment,

"I don't know about this matter... However, even if it can't severely injure Nordic, it shouldn't be a problem to get out of the body."

While talking, Master Chen took out several sets of tea sets and placed them in front of everyone in the [Night Curtain] team one by one. He also took out a box of tea and began to make tea in a leisurely manner.

Soon, cups of fragrant hot tea were handed out to everyone.

"Master Chen, I can't drink it." The ghostly Jiang Er sat on the chair, looked at the hot tea in front of him, and smiled wryly.

Master Chen waved his hand indifferently, "It's okay, I'll accept it as a confession."

Jiang Er: ...

Baili Pangpang picked up the tea cup, took a sip, nodded and praised: "This tea is not bad, although it is still a little worse than our mother tree Dahongpao..."

Master Chen paused slightly while sipping tea.

"Lin Qiye, why don't you drink?" Master Chen glared at Baili Pangpang, and then saw Lin Qiye sitting by the window, still sitting silently on the spot, he couldn't help asking.

Lin Qiye glanced at the shady greenery and flowers outside the window, and shook his head with a wry smile:

"Others are still fighting bloody battles outside, but we can only sit here and drink tea... I just think it's a bit unfair."

An Qingyu and Cao Yuan on the side also did not drink tea, and their expressions were extremely complicated.

Master Chen glanced at them, and said helplessly: "Lin Qiye, let me ask you, what is going on outside?"

"...God War?"

"That's right." Master Chen sighed, "The war of gods is a war between gods, not to mention you, even this old man is a little bit powerless.

You are just a group of young people who have not yet stepped into the ceiling. It is normal to feel small and helpless in front of God War, after all, you should not be here...

There is no need to blame yourself for being powerless now, the battlefield that belongs to you is not in the present, but in the future.

Sooner or later, Daxia will need to rely on you young people to guard... At that time, it will be our old guys' turn to sit down and drink tea slowly. "

Master Chen smiled, and drank the tea in the cup in one gulp.

His figure stood up from behind the wooden table,

"Sit here, the old man is going out to meet these Nordic gods."

As soon as the words fell, Master Chen's figure turned into a gray light and disappeared directly into the carriage.

……

Countless black silk threads intertwined in the air, and Si Xiaonan's figure was outlined, falling towards the ground.

The demon wolf Fenrir bit off the shoulder of a demigod, blasting several divine powers on the surface of his body, leaving large bloodstains,

Its scarlet eyes instantly found Si Xiaonan who was falling in mid-air, and with a low growl, it broke through the blockade of several gods forcefully with its fleshy body, rushed straight to Si Xiaonan, jumped through the air, and firmly caught the opponent's body.

Si Xiaonan's figure stood up staggeringly from Fenrir's back, and the dozens of hideous cut marks on her back healed at a speed visible to the naked eye, and soon returned to its original state.

She wiped away the few strands of blood from the corner of her mouth, and stared at the six Norse gods surrounding her in the sky with extremely cold eyes.

"What kind of monster is this..." A Norse god saw Si Xiaonan's serious injury that could bring any main god to the point of death, and he recovered in such a blink of an eye, his face was extremely ugly.

"Is she really not going to die?"

"Even if it was the former Loki, with such an injury, he should lose a life, right?"

"If this continues, we will really be tortured to death by her."

"No, those felons who escaped from the dungeon are almost killed, and there will only be more and more people who will come to surround and kill her. Even if she really can't die, she will consume all her divine power. The bottom of the abyss dungeon."

These Norse gods surrounding Si Xiaonan listened to Si Xiaonan's ears every word you said.

Her eyes swept around, and the seven or eight demigods released by Lin Qiye were almost dead, only the fire god Agni and the frost giant Ymir brought out from the bottom were still fighting bloody battles.

"Si Xiaonan, give up resisting." In the sky, a main god said coldly, "Those Great Xia gods can't protect themselves now, and when Lord Saul comes, you will surely die... Surrender now, we will still see it as a trick For the sake of law, let you survive.

This farce should also end. "

"It's time to end?" Si Xiaonan frowned, and a cold smile curled up at the corner of his mouth,

"No, the real show...is only starting now."

Si Xiaonan flicked her fingers, and the black box behind her exploded, and a dark golden horn landed firmly in her palm, emitting a mysterious gleam under the dim sky.

The moment they saw the horn, the pupils of many Norse gods present shrank suddenly!

"【Gallar】?!"