20demayo Chapter 162 Asgard
Chapter 162 Asgard
Ling Yuan watched Butcher's car disappear from his sight, and the expression on his face turned cold in an instant. He opened his palm and looked at the black line on his palm with an extremely cold look.
It seemed that only he could see the black line, or the person behind the black line wanted him to see it. The black line was wrapped with a trace of divine power, and the whole body was wrapped in black spiritual energy. More importantly, after being caught in his hand, it was still trying to invade his palm.
"What on earth is this thing..."
Ling Yuan used the Collapse Energy to repel the black lines that had invaded his body. The black lines contained genuine divine power. There were many types of energy in his body, and all of them showed a rejection reaction to the divine power on the black lines.
When he fought against [Void] before, he also possessed divine power of extremely high level. When the two divine powers came into contact, the divine power of the black line was instantly suppressed by the divine power in his body, and then the divine power of the black line was forcibly suppressed outside.
With this in mind, Ling Yuan used the divine power in his body to instantly wrap the black thread in his hand. This is the advantage of high-level divine power, which can instantly detect the information he needs from low-level divine power.
"This is……"
Ling Yuan looked at the black line divine power information that appeared in his brain with an extremely ugly expression. The question he had in the morning was answered.
"I said it's not that simple..." Ling Yuan rubbed his brows with a headache, "The Aesir, the Nine Realms, the God Realm Asgard, and the Greek gods headed by Zeus...are they going to stage a dark myth?"
At this moment, a breath appeared, as if a powerful being had set its sights on him. Ling Yuan's expression was grim. The locomotive was probably a bait, a bait used by the other party to lure him into getting this information, and the purpose was probably for him, an outsider.
Ling Yuan's eyes were sharp, and the Imperial Tool Shangri-La was activated, and his body instantly disappeared from the spot. When Ling Yuan appeared again, he was already on the surface of the Atlantic Ocean. After releasing his spiritual sense to confirm that there were no ordinary people's ships within a thousand miles of him, the aura of his whole body surged wildly.
"I've already followed you here...won't you come out to see me, sir?"
As Ling Yuan finished his words, there was no movement around him, only the sound of the sea breeze and the sound of the waves rolling.
"You've been discovered!" A voice sounded faintly in front of Ling Yuan, "Please leave this world. You've disrupted the game of the gods. If you leave now, we won't disturb your life!"
At this time, the space in front of Ling Yuan fluctuated, and a man with long golden hair who was as tall as Ling Yuan appeared. The man held a long sword in his hand and stared at Ling Yuan with a bad look.
"Are you threatening me?" Ling Yuan's face turned cold, with a hint of anger in his tone.
"Oh, no! I think you misunderstood. I'm not threatening you, I'm warning you!"
The man waved his hands, and the cloak on his body, which could not even be blown away by the strong sea breeze, began to move without wind. The aura of his whole body also increased, and he pressed towards Ling Yuan.
Ling Yuan looked unhappy. This Asgard was not the harmless world of gods in Marvel. Just from the fact that the plot of The Boys was their game, it could be seen that it was not bright.
Because of this, Ling Yuan was not sure about the opponent's combat effectiveness. The existence of the super god world [Void] was a psychological shadow for Ling Yuan. He was not sure whether this Asgard god had as strong power as [Void].
"You are provoking a war between the two dimensions. Do you really want to do this?"
Ling Yuan raised his hand and the Seven Thunders of Purification and the Ksitigarbha Soul appeared in his hands. Looking at the Asgard gods in front of him, he was ready to fight at any time.
"Heh...it seems you have made your choice. As for the war between the two planes you mentioned, I don't think your plane will go to war with us because of you!" The man swung the sword in his hand heavily, and said contemptuously, "People outside the world, remember my name, I am the messenger of the gods of Asgard - Hermod!"
"Odin is not that great..." Ling Yuan's fighting spirit surged wildly, and a smile of unwillingness to admit defeat appeared on the corners of his mouth. "You think you can deal with me by sending a mere messenger of God?"
As soon as he finished speaking, Ling Yuan rushed out and arrived in front of Hermod in the blink of an eye, slashing down on his head with the Seven Sin Purifying Thunders in his hand. Hermod raised his long sword to block, and the Seven Sin Purifying Thunders collided with the long sword, and the terrifying power and terrifying thunder exploded at the collision point.
Hermode's legs were slightly bent by Ling Yuan's powerful blow, and the sea surface beneath his feet instantly raised huge waves in all directions, centered on the collision between the two people.
After only a few breaths of collision, Hermode was knocked out by Ling Yuan's energy. Hermode drew a long distance on the sea, and finally swung the sword in his hand to relieve Ling Yuan's force and stabilize his body.
The moment Hermod stopped, the sea surface behind him exploded instantly. The residual power of Ling Yuan's sword extended for thousands of miles, cutting a deep and long gully on the sea surface.
"How can it be?!"
Hermod was filled with shock. According to his observation, Ling Yuan was only slightly stronger than the people of their homeland whom they controlled. It was only because Ling Yuan's ability was special that he was stronger than the people of their homeland.
However, Ling Yuan's sword completely refreshed his cognition. The person in front of him who came from another world might be as powerful as a god.
"You said... my world will not declare war on your plane because of me? I am the god of that plane! My power is much stronger than yours!"
Ling Yuan's mouth curled up slightly. With that attack just now, Ling Yuan completely understood the opponent's strength. At most, he was not as strong as Kesha. The strength of the plane represents the strength of the gods, and he can even be the strongest in the Super God World, not to mention the weak world of the Black Robe Patrol.
Ling Yuan made a quick calculation and found that the local god who called himself the messenger of God Hermod, or even Thor from the Marvel world, could fight him.
"Hey! The guy who claims to be a messenger of God, I will not hold back next time!"
After saying this, without giving Hermode any time to react, he slashed out with the Ksitigarbha Soul in his other hand. A red projection of Ling Yuan's consciousness instantly appeared in front of Hermode, and it raised its hand and slashed sideways in the same manner as Ling Yuan.
As he swung the sword, Ling Yuan took advantage of Helmod's vision being blocked by the projection of consciousness, and the Seven Thunders of Purification in his hand turned into a sniper rifle.
Feeling the dissatisfaction coming from the Seven Thunders of Purification in his hand, Ling Yuan smiled helplessly. The Seven Thunders of Purification have their own consciousness, just like the Herrscher of Thunder core in Mei's body. She is an out-and-out tsundere young lady.
"Okay! Stop being so mad, okay?"
Ling Yuan soothed the Seven Thunders of Purification with a gentle tone, raised the Seven Thunders of Purification in sniper form, aimed at Hermode and fired a shot. The powerful thunder gushed out with the bullet, shooting towards Hermode with terrifying speed and power.
Hermode raised the long sword in his hand and collided with the long sword slashed by the consciousness projection. Hermode learned his lesson this time. At the moment of collision, he used the force of the slash to quickly retreat backwards, cleverly dissolving the force of the long sword.