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Bergmire's voice was almost hoarse from shouting, and his hands did not dare to leave the rudder of the ship.

All the giants started a new round of fighting, and the sailors in the cabin desperately pushed the rocker to let the warship Najirfa, which was made of dead men's nails, run at full speed.

The entire ship now tilts upward, as if being lifted up by huge waves, and all the cannons roar and pour out tongues of fire as they collide with Odin's army of old gods.

That is the essence of the gods, the concentrate of the gods who were full of fear before they fell. This is a trick Loki learned from hell. This kind of thing is enough to shake the gods, and those who are weak may even collapse directly. At that time , is the moment when they lead the way to death.

But now, Odin's army seems to have no fear anymore. Most of them ignore the attack of this spiritual weapon, overturning and slaughtering the giants on Najirfa wherever they go.

The guards of the Realm of Miracles and the heroes recruited from countless worlds also rushed towards Odin's army, but they could not break through the angry waves of people. Hela's mothership finally pressed down from above, and it He is the only one who can temporarily disperse Odin's army.

The war mad Modgud took the lead. Modgud, who was also wearing pitch-black bone armor on the skeleton war horse, raised the huge scythe in his hand. His eyes were spraying with bright red blood, and the dense lines on the scythe were also very similar to those of today. With throbbing veins, Modgud remains bloodthirsty even in death. He guards the Crystal Bridge, and those who pass by must offer their blood for him to drink.

Now, with Hela's permission, Modgud will drink the blood of the old gods without restraint.

The blood-stained hellhound Garm has also raised its head. It can no longer hold back. Its power also comes from destruction and war. It slightly opens its mouth, and under the sharp teeth, black hot venom flows from Drops dripped from the corners of its mouth, and its breath spurted out blue netherworld fire.

The chain was shaking around Garm's neck. It was not used to lock up this violent and ferocious giant dog, but to limit Garm's power. Without the chains and Hela's mark, a single breath of this beast would be enough to burn away thousands of souls.

Now, all restraints are lifted.

Bergmire saw the ghost ship above his head helping Najirfa to block part of the pressure, but this time, Najirfa still suffered considerable damage under the impact of Odin's army.

None of this makes any sense.

Bergmir knew it well, he knew that Hella's army of dead men could not stop Odin's army.

But why did Odin choose to attack the multiverse at this time? What had he been waiting for all this time? What is there in this miraculous realm that is worthy of Odin dispatching almost all his troops?

This is not fucking normal at all!

Bergmere didn't have time to think too much. He dodged several arrows fired at him, and he also broke an arrow shaft stuck on the rudder of the ship.

The impact continues, and the locust-like Odin army is endless. In the process, more portals are opened one after another, and new warriors continue to accelerate the battle group.

Whatever it was that Odin was looking for, it was important, and he was determined to get it.

Thinking about it...the reason why Najirfa rushed to the Realm of Miracles was because of the emotional lamp beast.

The blue Glory Phoenix was originally on the flanks of Najirfa, providing a steady stream of courage and strength to all giants, but where has it gone now?

This emotional lampbeast must know what Odin is looking for. It is no accident that it brings Najirfar to the realm of miracles!

Najirfa shook violently again, and the two giants screamed and fell from Begelmir. Smoke billowed from the sloping deck. Occasionally, you could see more bodies being blown to pieces in the light of the fire during the explosion. Giant warrior.

A severed hand flew over, and Bergmir knocked it away mercilessly. He still held the helm. He could not let Najirfa lose control.

Two ghost ships were on fire and came crookedly between them. They were originally guards, but now they were about to become a drag on Najirfa.

Bergmire immediately shouted cruelly, "Blow those two ships to pieces!"

The two giants immediately disappeared in the explosion and smoke. After a while, the dull horn sounded like a giant whale, and Najirfa's artillery also poured into Hela's two ghost ships.

This is a necessary loss, and Najirfa is much more important than those dead people.

But it seems that this time, Najirfa cannot bring the predicted Ragnarok to the gods.

Begelmir gritted his teeth and looked into the void above.

When Najirfa's firepower was transferred, the two teams launched a charge. They pounced directly on Najirfa and Bergmire.

"Damn it!" Bergmire cursed secretly. He stared at the swooping old god warriors and glanced sideways at the sword stuck on the deck next to him.

The inevitable close combat is coming.

This is terrible!

Where did that glorious world phoenix go? Fucking need the power of it now!

The two groups of men were getting closer and closer.

Suddenly, a small warship rushed over. It was already on fire, but it successfully broke through the heavy blockade. It passed directly above Najirfa, and the hatch opened above Bergmir's head.

In the surprised eyes of Bergmire, a small group of mortals rushed out of the cabin on a flying machine. The leader was a very rough-looking man with dark hair like a savage. The guy's eyes were very fanatical and his eyes were raised. The corners of his mouth were badly beaten. He seemed to be enjoying the war very much. He was also very arrogant and actually had a cigar in his mouth.

The small craft blew itself up, and the small band of mortal warriors rushed into the smoke.

Bergmir heard arrogant laughter, and the warriors of the old gods were actually killed in the sky.

A few fish that slipped through the net flew down, and they rushed towards Bergmere desperately.

Bergmir also had one free hand to grab his sword at this time.

But the savage-like man jumped down from above. He grabbed a warrior's head with one hand, and the knife in his hand suddenly fell.

As the blood burst out, another enemy pierced the man's back with a spear, but the man was still laughing crazily. He turned around carelessly and hit his head behind him with his big hand. on the enemy's head, and then immediately added another knife, cutting the guy in half.

The man didn't stop. He pulled out the spear and jumped on the horse of another enemy like a monkey. He inserted the spear into the enemy's mouth, and then broke off the man's head.

He just flashed and moved in the air until all his enemies were killed by him using the most brutal and cruel means.

In the end, the man landed not far in front of Begelmir. He looked for balance on the sloping deck, and then grinned at Begelmir and said, "It seems that you are that guy Loki's kid." Brother! Who is going to pay for this fucking job? Don’t say I didn’t remind you, no one has ever dared to default on money owed to the violent wolf!”