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Chapter 229

"This guy is different from other giants." Sif held his breath, put his hand on the hilt of his sword, stared intently at the frost giant in front of several people, and said, "He is the giant Ymir, the ancestor of giants, with other giants. Those terrible powers that ordinary people can't match. Believe me, mortal, Ymir's power is beyond your imagination. You'd better step back, this is our battle."

The female warrior quickly drew out her long sword, the blade gleaming with a piercing coldness in the ice and snow.She stood in front of Michael with a horizontal sword, as if she really wanted to protect this "mortal" dutifully.

In her opinion, although this mortal is somewhat special, it is absolutely impossible for him to be the opponent of the giant's ancestor Ymir.The frost giants are Asgard's deadly enemies, and fighting giants is their duty.

Asgardians tend to be proud and conceited, but they never shy away from speaking out when they should.Although Sif knew that the combined efforts of the four of her own might not be a match for the giant Ymir, but even so, she had not forgotten her duty of "protecting mortals", which is indeed worthy of admiration.

The only female warrior among the four had set an example, and the three warriors of Asgard naturally couldn't be overwhelmed.The three of them each showed their weapons, stepped forward to block in front of Ymir, and set up a posture to prepare for the battle.Asgardian warriors are brave and fearless, even if they face thousands of troops alone, they can fight to the end.

The giant's scarlet eyes swept across several people coldly, and he said in a voice as hoarse as the north wind: "Asgardians, you shouldn't be here. If you trespass into Jotunheim, you must respond accordingly." awareness."

"I think we have come to our senses." Fandral raised his long sword and pointed the tip at the giant provocatively, "I beat you all over the ground looking for your consciousness."

The moment he finished speaking, Hogan charged straight up with a mace, and the crazy hammer swept across the giant's leg joints.Ms. Sif drew out her sword at the same time, and a cold light flashed, like a silver snake leaping out of its lair, heading straight for the giant's right wrist.

Ymir snorted contemptuously, and a cloud of icy air seemed to be exhaled from his huge nostrils.He spun the heavy axe, and the huge ice-blue ax body stopped the attacks of the two of them.The sword edge and the mace made a melodious and crisp sound on the ice-like surface of the axe. The three weapons trembled slightly, but there was not a single crack on the surface of the axe.

Ymir swept away with the heavy axe, and the strong wind brought countless snowflakes towards his face.Sif's sword and Hogan's mace were swung away at the same time, and the giant's strange force made their arms numb, and they couldn't help but staggered back.

The red-bearded warrior of God's Domain, Vostagg, let out a loud cry, and drew his weapons from his sides with both hands.He wields a long black warhammer in his left hand, and his favorite iron-headed wooden club in his right hand.The two weapons exerted great power in the hands of this burly warrior, and they roared towards the giant from left to right.

Vorstagg is bulky, even bloated, making him less mobile and agile than any of his kind.But relatively, his strength is incomparable to the fighters of Asgard's clan.Apart from Thor, there is no one in Asgardri who can stand against him in strength.

But obviously, Vostagg is not a giant after all, no matter how strong he is, he still can't compare with the giant's ancestor Ymir.After only one round of confrontation, Vostager fell into a comprehensive disadvantage. He staggered half a step back and almost failed to gain a foothold.Ymir's second ax fell immediately, and Vostagg had to raise his hands to block it.He stacked his warhammer and iron-headed wooden club on top of his head. The huge force when the ice crystal battle ax fell still shook his knees, and he fell to his knees. His knees sank deep into the snow, and the force passed through his body, The shock made his huge skeleton seem to be rattling.

Fandral hastily raised his sword and stepped forward to help, and Sif and Hogan, who were relieved, also quickly rejoined the battle.Four heroic Asgardian warriors occupied the four corners and besieged the giant Ymir. They all had superb skills and exquisite moves. The five fought fiercely, and the swords rolled up a cold whirlwind.Thousands of snow and ice elves wandered in the storm, and the sound of weapons colliding was clear and melodious.

But the disparity in strength between the two sides is too great, and it can no longer be made up by skills.After a few rounds of fighting, Ymir swung the ice ax and slashed at the handle of the ax standing in front of Vostagg.Vorstagg's jaws were instantly shattered, he let go of his weapon, and fell into the snow with a somersault.

Next up is Hogan.Ymir slashed the ax at a slant, carrying hundreds of tons of force but also ingeniously, and knocked the mace in Hogan's hand away with one axe.The giant refused to give up, and took advantage of his weapon to let go of his axe and followed closely.Fortunately, Hogan reacted extremely quickly, and hurriedly fell on the spot and rolled to avoid it, but was still sliced ​​open on the back by the bone-piercing ax blade, leaving a deep wound.The icy air of Jotunheim poured into the wound on his back like a flood, causing the Asgardian warrior to grit his teeth.

Ymir wanted to send Hogan back to the west with another axe, but Fandral threw out the throwing knife in time, heading straight for the giant's scarlet eyes, forcing the opponent to temporarily put down the tempting thought of making up the knife and turn his head to avoid it.The flying knife made a shallow scratch of less than half an inch on Ymir's face, which was as hard as a frozen rock, and the scratch healed itself after half a second.

But this managed to get Ymir's attention.The giant hummed angrily. With a spin of the axe, the power seemed to be doubled when it was deployed again.Hogan and Vostagg stepped forward again ignoring their injuries, but they were only getting more and more embarrassed under Ymir's axe.

Although the process seemed complicated, it actually happened in less than 20 seconds. The four Asgardian warriors were defeated in just a few rounds by the giant's ancestor, and they were powerless to fight back.If this continues, they will wipe out the entire army in less than 20 seconds at most.

Ms. Sif leaned back to narrowly dodge Ymir's axe, a small portion of her flying black hair was chopped off by the sharp ice crystal battle axe, and the wind of blades that was close at hand made her back feel chilly.She temporarily withdrew from the battle circle with a small jump, panting with her sword.The remaining three people shouted in unison, with the momentum to shout out, but they were still suppressed and could not hold back.

Sif took a breath, turned her head halfway and said to the "mortal" behind her: "He is really too powerful, we can't last long. But it has nothing to do with you, mortal. Run away, we can still try to buy you some time .”

After finishing speaking, she didn't wait for the "mortal" to answer, Ting Jianqing shouted and rushed forward again.The female warrior's dark hair fluttered under the white snow curtain, her sassy back was shrouded in the sharp sword light, her handsome face showed no trace of fear, but she had the demeanor of a Valkyrie.

But they all knew that the odds of winning were extremely slim.

Until the blue impact light cannon was like a sword drawn out of its sheath, piercing through the wind and snow without warning and cutting into the battle situation, blasting the giant in the middle of the battle back.

The four Asgardian warriors paused, subconsciously looking at the "mortal" in armor.The blue-black armor walked slowly over the snow, and the calm oppressive force instantly dominated the audience.

(End of this chapter)