For a while.
Lightning flashed and thunder roared, and the wind howled.
The entire world of Helheim's underworld was shaking and shaking violently, setting off endless violent winds, carrying extremely strong energy, soaring for thousands of miles in the void.
I saw countless strands of energy passing through, pulling out gaps in the space, criss-crossing them like dense spider webs, and spreading to every corner within sight.
All tangible and intangible materials were annihilated under the bombardment of the Thunder Spear, and the majestic mountain glaciers collapsed and shattered one after another amidst the overwhelming whines.
As time went by, the huge storm that penetrated the entire world gradually intensified, and even the people in the 'spectating seats' were inevitably involved.
Lord waved his hand and set up several layers of spiritual pressure barriers to prevent the weaker Valkyries from being swept away by this terrifying storm.
When the storm gradually subsided and the deafening thunder subsided, the scalding heat wave hit his face, mixed with a fishy and unpleasant burnt smell, just like Yinmeng's cooking, which made Lord subconsciously frown.
The rest of the Valkyries were all dumbfounded at this moment, still immersed in violent shock. All the images in their minds were of the dark green spear cutting through the sky and the terrifying destructive power it caused!
Arvette lowered her head quietly, feeling a little ashamed for a moment, and two blushes appeared on her beautiful face.
Thinking about his previous invitation to fight Fenrir but being rejected, he felt a little uncomfortable and even vaguely hoped that the man would be defeated.
Now it seems that they are overestimating their abilities.
Looking at the subordinates of this Lord Spiritual King, each one is as powerful as the Heavenly Father. Arvette can't help but worry about gains and losses, fearing that her sisters will be abandoned again.
Brünnhilde noticed this, pursed her lips with one hand and chuckled, her eyes were filled with ripples like water, like a pond under the night, she gently squeezed the palm of the former's hand, signaling to Ya Ervette doesn't need to worry too much.
There was a good understanding between the sisters, and Arvette quickly understood what she meant. After putting down the worries in her heart, she felt the itching coming from her palms, and a trace of resentment appeared in her eyes.
"Hehe~"
Brünnhilde gave a funny smirk, stuck out half of her pink tongue, and quietly squeezed Arvette's hand.
Arvette did not break free, and allowed Brünnhilde to do whatever she wanted, but the blush on her face seemed to be unable to dissipate.
The two thought that their little moves were extremely secretive and no one else would notice, but in fact everyone knew about it, but they just didn't expose them.
interesting......
Lord's eyes sparkled with the flames of gossip. He really didn't expect that the two of them actually had such a relationship.
But what made him even more amused were the two captains who also noticed the little moves.
The corners of Xiaobai's eyes twitched, and his pupils dilated slightly. It must have been the youngest captain in history. His young and pure heart suddenly suffered a huge blow, and his face that had been frozen for ten thousand years was almost unbearable.
On the other hand, Zhanfeng's expression was a bit interesting. There was a faint look of envy in his eyes, which may have reminded him of Yoruichi Shifengin.
This wave can be called a great success!
Lord couldn't help but think back to the past, when he happened to see a book about Zombie and Yoruichi on the Internet. Now that he thinks about it, he can only praise the artist for being awesome!
While everyone was thinking wildly and harboring secrets, the storm gradually stopped. Although the smoke and dust were still very large, at least they could clearly see how the battle was going.
Huhuhu——
Amidst the roaring wind and smoke, a pair of demon wings came into view, and it was Ulquiorra who returned to the sword.
He had obviously gone through a great battle, but his white robe was not stained by any dust and was still as clean as new.
The fierce battle just now seemed to be a piece of cake for him, just doing a trivial thing.
Everyone looked down and saw that Ulquiorra's right hand was holding a head several times larger than his size. It was the head of the giant wolf Fenrir!
As for its body, it had already been annihilated by the thunder gun, leaving behind a huge abyss about a kilometer in diameter on the ice surface of Helheim.
The abyss could not be seen to the bottom at a glance. The hot air waves rising from inside, along with the melted magma of the rocks, erupted into the sky under the violent pressure, forming a rain of fire.
In the boiling and erupting magma, the huge black bat wings and the pure white slim robe highlighted a different kind of destructive beauty.
"hiss--"
When Arvette and the other Valkyrie saw this, they suddenly took in a sharp breath of cold air. Their lungs were stimulated by the cold air and spasmed. Their eyes widened and they were unable to say a word for a long time.
Fenrir...defeated!
Although they had long thought that Fenrir would definitely lose this battle, they never thought it would be so...simple.
It was more of a one-sided crushing than a battle. From the beginning to the end, Fenrir failed to show the slightest chance of defeating that man.
Ulquiorra released the return blade, turned around and came to Lord, threw the huge wolf head on the ground, lowered his head slightly, and said in a cold voice: "Lord, in accordance with your wishes, I will give this head to Lord Lord." The beast has been brought here."
The giant beast that devoured the gods now only had one head left alive. It was thrown to the ground casually like a piece of trading cargo.
This scene, in the eyes of the Valkyrie, gave them an inexplicable sense of irony and absurdity.
"Well done, very fast."
Lord nodded and smiled, very satisfied with Ulquiorra's performance. He was worthy of being a Vastod-level Arrancar, and his combat power was truly terrifying!
"No, the speed is still too slow. I kept you waiting for a long time." Xiao Wu's face was expressionless. For him, this level was not even a warm-up.
Broken Bee and Xiaobai: "..."
The two snorted and turned away, pretending not to hear Xiaowu's Versailles speech.
"Don't pretend to be dead, Fenrir." Lord looked at the head on the ground and smiled lightly: "How does it feel to have only one head left?"
Fenrir glanced at Lord with hatred and said hoarsely: "You can't kill me."
"I know, so what?"
Lord smiled, he already knew this.
Fenrir is a giant beast in Norse mythology that is destined to devour the god-king Odin, so it is impossible for any being to kill it before its 'mission' is accomplished.
Even if there is only one head left now and it looks like it is dying, it will come back to life in a few days.
This is the mysterious and mysterious theme of 'fate' in Nordic mythology.
Anyway, at least as far as the current situation is concerned, he really can't kill Fenrir.
But that's the limit. There are many ways to get Fenrir to surrender voluntarily. For example, a comic book called "Asian" in his previous life can provide Lord with many different ideas, specifically targeting such immortals. enemy.
Sometimes, even asking for death is a luxury.
