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Chapter 230 Is this the end? (three more)

So far, the four Asgardian warriors have been injured to varying degrees, and their strength has been exhausted in the confrontation with the giant.At this time, the Frost Giant was knocked back suddenly, the pressure on the hands of the four of them dropped suddenly, and the tense muscles finally relaxed, and it felt as if all the strength in their whole body had been drained, and they could no longer raise their strength.

Sif half-kneeled in the snow, holding a sword in her right hand, panting heavily and exhaled clouds of white mist in the cold air.She saw the armored human walking past the group of people on her side and walking towards the giant unhurriedly, she couldn't help but hurriedly reminded: "Wait! Ymir is too powerful, you can't fight against that Opponent. Run away, mortals, this is not your fight."

Michael ignored it, and walked towards the giant at a steady and uniform speed without stopping or speeding up his steps.

The giant Ymir stood firm and looked at him with sarcasm and contempt in his eyes.

"A mortal in the atrium? This is really rare. I haven't seen a mortal for a long time." He said in a rough voice, "Why, do you want to challenge me?"

Michael ignored it, and only raised his arm lightly, with five fingers spread, another blue pulse gun was fired.

Ymir scattered the energy beam with an axe.His red eyes narrowed for a moment, and he snorted heavily: "Okay. As a mortal, I originally disdain to fight with you, because it's not worth it. But if you insist on doing this, then I will fulfill you."

Michael still ignored him and fired another pulse cannon.Ymir split with the ice ax again, and with a loud roar, he struck with the ax wide open and closed.

Michael sidestepped an axe, and the heavy ax cut through the snow at his feet, cutting deep into the frozen ground.Before Ymir exhausted all his strength, the heavy ax was pulled up from the ground immediately, drew an ice-blue arc, and swept over.Michael lowered his lower body slightly, and swung the frozen tomahawk almost against the helmet.

Michael's left palm magic circle appeared, and the pale gold ring moved to his side, "clanking" to seal the heavy ax blocking the ice crystal, and rubbed violent sparks.He stretched out his right palm, and the pulse impact hit the giant's chest again.The Frost Giant's body was shaken violently, and he leaned back, and the Qixi Festival in his chest was suddenly blocked.

Ymir's anger increased sharply, and he slashed across the waist with an ax that swept away thousands of troops, and the air flow that was stirred up was rolled out like a blade.Michael had expected it a long time ago, the thrusters on his back started suddenly, and the jet tail flame pushed his figure to suddenly rise, and he spun in the air to the top of the giant's head.With his palms down, the pulse cannons bombarded alternately, and the energy exploded on the giant's head and shoulders respectively.

The giant turned around angrily, and the ax swung a half-circle to sweep behind him, slashing fiercely towards the landing point where Michael landed behind him.The mechanism brackets on both sides of Michael's armor waist ribs were activated, the auxiliary thrusters pushed forward and reversed, and the tail flame pushed him backwards, and he pulled away and floated for a distance of three to five meters in the blink of an eye, and the ax immediately fell into the air.

Michael raised both palms horizontally, driven by energy, and two beams of pulsed energy caught the opponent's ax swinging in the air, and shot out in the gap before it could be withdrawn.But the difference is that this time it is not a conventional explosive impact, but a continuous beam impact.The blue light beams hit at the same time, pushing the huge figure flat for more than ten meters, and a huge rock covered with ice and snow along the way was hit and cracked on the spot.

The four God's Domain warriors were dumbfounded.

It took only three or five moves between the armored mortal and Ymir. During this period, the powerful giant ancestor Ymir seemed to be completely suppressed the whole time.If the four of them hadn't been taught so hard by this giant that they couldn't take care of themselves just now, they almost couldn't help wondering if some random soldier giant who happened to look alike was mistaken for Ymir.

Can a mortal from the Atrium defeat the Primordial Titan Ymir?
If they hadn't seen it with their own eyes, none of them would believe it, and they couldn't believe it.

Not only a few of them, it seems that the giant Ymir himself finds it difficult to accept.He quickly jumped up and roared like a demonstrator, but his gaze towards this armored mortal clearly became a little more vigilant.

Michael didn't mean to talk nonsense with him.With a flip of his palm, he drew the Kerry epee from the magic circle, and the moment the force field was activated, a large snowflake was blown away, and the snow splashed violently in the airflow.Following his left hand forming a magic seal, the palm magic circle was gently wiped across the pitch-black sword body, and the spell instantly raised the temperature of the epee sword's surface to thousands of degrees, and even the steel sword body was twisted under the refraction of light.

Ymir's ice ax struck again, but his movements were much more cautious than before, leaving a bit more room for maneuver when making moves, and the attack was no longer as sharp as before.But it has no effect on the result.Michael slashed out with a sword, and the enchanted high-temperature sword edge slashed across the giant's wrist, leaving a scalding scratch on his wrist, and the ice ax spun out of his hand immediately.Then the second sword pierced his shoulder blade, the tip of the sword pierced his solid skin, and the magic power pierced into his body along the wound like a thousand-degree rocket, as if trying to boil all his cold internal organs , so hot that the giant hissed and roared.

The pain stimulated the giant's nerves, making him almost lose his mind for a moment.The giant's huge ice fist seemed to bring a thousand tons of strange force straight to the face.Michael did not dodge or dodge, the epee slashed back, and at the same time, the sword that was enchanted and superimposed with force field and energy slammed the giant's arm off, and the severed arm fell heavily into the snow.

The last sword.Michael slightly bent his knees and jumped up, spraying tail flames to help him jump up instantly.He crossed the sword body, holding the sword in both hands, the sword light flashed, leaving a red sword mark in the snow curtain.The giant's neck was cut off, and his head flew high in the air, and the screams stopped abruptly.Until the head fell into the snow, the giant's scarlet eyes were still wide open, and he did not close his eyes until he died.

It was crisp and neat, and the whole process was breezy.According to the legend, the ancestor giant Ymir was decapitated by an unknown earthling who suddenly jumped out of nowhere, and died inexplicably.

It may be that the degree of shock has surpassed what words can express. Several Asgardians didn't even make a comment for a while, but just looked at the corpse, the head, and then the calm man. The blue-black armor that landed on the ground and retracted the sword, only the same idea popped up in his mind.

Is this the end? ?
Michael's epee retracted the magic circle, and the magic circle disappeared immediately.He squinted at the rather embarrassed Shenyu people, and after confirming that they were all right, he turned around without saying a word, and started to leave.

"Wait a minute!" Ms. Sif reacted first.She stood up and said loudly, "Please do us a favor."

(End of this chapter)