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"The horn of fate, a harbinger of disaster?"

Hearing Memorial's introduction, Lin Qiye asked in surprise, "Is this artifact really so evil?"

"Perhaps, anyway, that's what the legend says." Memorial shrugged, "However, to blow this horn, you need to pay a huge price... Even if you are the main god, you can blow it for four or five seconds at most, right? If those idiots of the knight really want to rely on this horn to save me, I'm afraid the man will be split before it blows... I mean it literally."

"Is the power of the disaster related to the time when the horn is blown?"

"I don't know, but it should have something to do with it." Memorial pondered for a moment, "Anyway, this thing is very evil. In the final analysis, it is like a disaster reminder. The person who really caused the disaster may not be the person who blows it... It is just a tool of fate, maybe the real source of the disaster has long been buried elsewhere."

Lin Qiye nodded thoughtfully.

"How's the situation outside? Has the Great Xia God come?" Jiu Jiu asked.

Lin Qiye briefly recounted the situation, and raised his brows, "Zuo Qing broke the walkie-talkie?"

"Yes." Lin Qiye sighed regretfully, and took out his pixel walkie-talkie from his pocket, "Otherwise, I can contact them directly now and ask them what their plans are..."

"It's simple."

Snapped--!

Memorial raised his hand and snapped his fingers in the air.

"It's done." Memorial clapped her hands and said leisurely.

Lin Qiye was taken aback, and was about to ask something more, when a roaring explosion suddenly came from not far away!

I saw a glaring pillar of fire smashing through the ground between the bottom layer of the dungeon and this layer, and then piercing through several layers one after another, directly piercing through the entire abyss dungeon, shooting straight into the sky like a spear!

Terrifying fluctuations of divine power came out from the pillar of fire, and scorching air waves swept across the second floor. The faces of all the demigod-level felons present, Lin Qiye and others changed at the same time!

"What happened to Xiao Nan?" Lin Qiye frowned.

"No...not right." The pixel cloak danced wildly on Memorial's body. She narrowed her eyes and looked at the center of the pillar of fire, with a smile on the corner of her mouth.

"Sure enough, things are getting interesting..."

In the raging pillar of fire, three figures rushed to the dungeon one after another!

Si Xiaonan rode the huge demon wolf Fenrir, leaped steadily from the bottom floor to the surface of Asgard, and two figures landed behind her,

One person was shrouded in the flames, with a thin body, under the dark golden coarse linen clothes, four slender and dry arms; the other was a giant, more than 20 meters high, holding a heavy black light hammer in his hand. Frost covered the surface of the hill-like body, forming a thick ice armor. With every step, the ground trembled violently.

They all exude the coercion of the main god level!

"Agni, the god of fire in India, and Ymir, the frost giant, the ancestor of the giant kingdom...the two of them are also locked at the bottom of the abyss dungeon?"

Memorial recognized these two gods with terrifying aura at a glance, and opened his mouth in surprise.

Si Xiaonan rode Fenrir and walked up to Lin Qiye and the others and Memorial, with his lips slightly parted, the voice sounded directly from their minds:

"You guys will follow behind us for a while, try to avoid making any moves, work hard for Lei Lei, let this group of demigods and the two main gods do it first..."

"Are the two main gods okay?" Lin Qiye asked.

"No problem, I made a deal with them, at least in Asgard, our goal is the same."

"The bottom of the dungeon should not be just the two of them?" Remembering the bottom of the abyss dungeon, those dark and deep cells, he asked doubtfully, "Where are the others?"

"Others don't want to listen to my command and release them hastily, which may cause unnecessary trouble, so it's better to be cautious."

After Si Xiaonan finished speaking, he rode Fenrir and jumped in front of everyone.

She turned her head and her eyes fell on the center of Asgard, on the majestic mountain that towered into the sky...

She took a deep breath, and a sharp cold light flickered in her eyes!

"Asgard, our Si Xiaonan... is back."

……

Rainbow bridge.

Among countless red brick walls, Zhou Ping held a blood-stained long sword, stepped over the corpse of a Norse god, and walked forward with a blank expression.

He put the sword back into the sword case, looked down at the corner of the black shirt that was stained red with the blood of the gods, his face was full of disgust, rubbed it with his fingertips, and sighed:

"I don't know if the stain left by the blood of the gods can be washed off with laundry detergent..."

At this moment, the red brick walls on both sides suddenly flickered, like an old TV that was constantly disturbing, the dark green codes collapsed, and all the nearby brick walls became transparent to the naked eye.

Seeing this, Zhou Ping looked up at the figure in the peaked cap in the sky:

"Have you run out of mental strength..."

At the same time, other human ceilings wandering in the red brick maze also found that the surrounding maze was receding. Fortunately, after successive fights, the first batch of Norse gods who came here were almost completely wiped out, leaving only sporadic Several demigods are being chased and killed by Monkey King and Yang Jian.

Shun in mid-air, his figure swayed, and he spat out a mouthful of blood. His face under the peaked cap was pale, obviously overdrawn.

A figure cut through the space in an instant, came to his side, and held his body.

"Are you all right?" Zhou Ping asked worriedly, carrying the sword box on his back, letting the blood from the corner of his mouth drip onto his shirt.

"It's okay... just take a break." Guan Zai smiled.

Youli Takibai, Zuo Qing, and Master Chen rushed over one after another. The Queen Mother of the West walked several kilometers in one step, holding the Holy Rainbow Sword, wearing a gilt and purple-patterned robe that was spotless.

"The Queen Mother." Zuo Qing cupped his hands.

"Loki is dead." The moment Queen Mother Xi spoke, there was a heavy message, "Someone killed him."

"Others? Who?" Master Chen asked in surprise as he lifted the curtain of the carriage door.

Queen Mother Xi looked up into the distance, with a complicated expression, "A little girl...very nice."

"Since this is the case, shall we continue to kill the past, or go directly back to Daxia?"

"Of course it is to kill!"

A voice came from above, Sun Wukong walked slowly with a golden cudgel on his shoulders, the huge Dharma figure behind him gradually dissipated, and those dazzling golden pupils were still full of fighting spirit,

"Only this little foreign god... My old grandson hasn't had enough killing yet!"