Chapter 153 A Killer (2 more)
too exaggerated!
At least half a meter of solid walls, like thin paper touched by a soldering iron, melted silently.
A human-shaped object that resembled a lava monster rushed over, at an unimaginable speed, grabbed Frigga's wrist with one hand at the last moment.
As the Asa protoss, as a true goddess, Frigga possesses strength and agility that far exceed that of the people on Earth, but the attributes she is proud of are useless in front of this terrifying cursed warrior.
Facing the big fan-like hand, Frigga recited a few spells in an instant.
However, every spell hit on this cursed warrior who used to burn his own soul and life as his strength, turned into meaningless soap bubbles, which would break at the touch of a button.
A ridiculously large palm that seemed to be made of hot lava strangled Frigg's neck!
"Ugh—"
Miss Jane panicked completely.
When her greatest reliance, Queen Frigg, was also captured, what could she do?
As a woman with the qualities of a superhero, Jane Foster has never been a weak woman who would croak when she was in danger, or be paralyzed to the ground in fright.
At this moment, she may not have the strength to fight against extraordinary powerhouses, but that doesn't mean she can't do anything.
She had secretly removed the golden hairpin a long time ago, twisted it according to the agreement, and then at the moment when Frigga used illusion to protect Jane and Malekith signaled for the cursed warrior to kill Frigga...
A miracle happens!
This is a decisive blow!
Ange didn't know that the portal he opened urgently would be in this broken position.
In any ordinary place, as long as there are accurate spatial coordinates, Ange can already clearly perceive the situation of the opening of the portal.
Helpless, this is Asgard, even if the protective circle is broken, there are still various powerful fetishes and passive divine power protection systems that interfere with Ange's perception.
He managed to find an open space to pass over, but as soon as he came out, he saw that the cursed warrior was about to stab the Queen of God in the back!
As long as the armored giant is not holding a sword, Anger will think of something like "The Fall of the Queen".
But…
Do you dare to do such a cruel thing to such an old woman?
It's really a decline in the world and moral decline!
The artifact long sword [Achilles] in Anger's hand was shining with golden light, as if a pillar of fire was tightly held in his hand.
At a faster speed than the cursed warrior, he stabbed forward at the shortest distance. Due to the angle of the portal, this portal, which was not much bigger than the basin, corresponded to the cursed warrior's butt.
As a result, Ange stabbed the Cursed Warrior from his **** to his waist with a sword, while the sword that was enough to stab Frigga to death was skewed a few inches and stuck on the left shoulder blade of Queen Asa.
The strength value of the cursed warrior is amazing. Even if it is wrong, it is stabbed in a relatively hard part of the opponent's body, but under the absolute strength, it can be clearly seen that Frigga's left back shoulder was completely shattered, and the **** bone Fragments mixed with flying flesh and blood splashed everywhere.
"No—" As if destined, Brother Hammer arrived at a critical moment.
[Quake's Hammer] The terrifying electric light that shot out broke through the magic shield on Malekith's body, instantly blasting the right half of his face into charred black.
Seeing that nothing could be done, the cursed warrior Algrim gave up entanglement with Thor and Ange, hugged Malekith with one hand, and jumped out from the balcony outside the side hall.
The angry Hammer swung the Meow Hammer, trying to chase them down.
Unfortunately, failed.
Seeing the enemy retreat like a tide, Thor began to rush to the old mother: "Mother! Mother! How are you?"
"Cough! I still can't die." Frigga coughed up blood, she glanced at the bald Han Kratos standing with her hands down, and saw Jane Foster holding on to the golden hairpin. Grab his son's arm: "Don't neglect the guests!"
Thor turned his head to look at Ang, showing a blunt smile: "Of course not, Kratos and I have long been comrades in arms."
Odin arrived with a large number of Asgardian guards belatedly.
The scene in front of him made Odin breathe a sigh of relief, but after confirming the safety of the God Empress, he ordered very rudely: "Prison Miss Foster and Mr. Kratos separately."
Thor exploded as soon as he heard it. He felt very angry and puzzled. He roared loudly: "Father God! It was Kratos who saved the queen mother."
Odin stared at Ange with his single eye that seemed to be able to see through the past and the future. The terrifying power that was as huge as the seven seas pouring sea water at the same time almost pushed Ange to his knees on the spot.
No words!
Ange crossed his arms and stared at Odin stubbornly, without any timidity!
"I know he saved Frigg, but I won't just trust an Olympian wearing a full-body holster! Even if he saved my wife!"
Anger was so shocked by the God-King's terrifying coercion that he was almost speechless, his teeth were chattering as well, but he still refused to bow his head: "I'm not interested in saving the wife of an arrogant Asgardian man either. ! I came here to ensure that the [Ether Particle] in your mouth does not fall into the hands of bastards!"
Tit for tat!
Have no fear!
There is no respect for a real god-king!
Ange's performance made Thor feel comfortable for a while.
No! In fact, even Odin gave An Ge a high look: "I won't apologize! Asgard is in an emergency period, take him down to rest, except that he is not allowed to leave, and he will try to satisfy him with everything he wants."
Ange admitted in his heart that if he was in the position of Odin, he would do the same.
An outsider who appeared at a critical time, because the timing was too coincidental, there was nothing wrong with treating him as a prisoner until his suspicion could not be cleared.
As for being rude, you can make up for it afterwards.
Odin made a decision, Thor could only smile wryly at Anger.
Ange nodded to Brother Hammer and left proudly.
At this time, the Asgard was a mess, and the father and son of the God King were also devastated.
No one has time to pay attention to Ange.
Ange was not annoyed either. Knowing that there were two dozen guards outside the closed room where he was, and that even his captain was not weaker than a Greek demigod, he leisurely began to taste the fine wine of Asgard.
Just then, the door opened.
A heroic woman in military uniform strode in: "Hi! Mr. Kratos, I'm Sif!"
"Oh? The goddess of land and harvest?" An Ge's mouth slightly raised.
Sif was surprised: "Are you talking about me in Nordic mythology on Earth?"
"Yes."
Sif shrugged: "I think, I have this so-called [priesthood], probably because I played too crazy during a harvest festival."
"This story... is really interesting."
"What about you? Kratos, what kind of character are you in Greek mythology?"
"A slayer!"
(end of this chapter)