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In the hole behind the corpse's heart, a faint light flashed.

What the hell is it?

Joyce felt a little disgusted, so he didn't pull the thing out of the hole with his bare hands.

The raindrops connected into a line, and the unknown object was picked up from them.

Then rinse it clean, then put it in your hand and hold it to your chest for observation.

It's a small black ball.

There is a layer of black light on the surface of the ball that is constantly flashing.

A familiar aura emerged from it, and this aura gave him the feeling of being Niord!

What the hell is it?

Could this black ball be the core of Niord's soul?

I have never heard of such things appearing after the death of people from the Warner Protoss.

There is no relevant record among the things handed over to him by Odin through Garm's hands.

Joyce felt a strong uneasiness in her heart, always feeling that something big was about to happen.

Just as he was thinking about it, the fighting on Sol's side had stopped.

When everyone noticed the strange weather, they all turned to look at the battlefield where Joyce was.

After witnessing Niord being killed by Joyce, everyone stopped fighting instantly.

All of them had expressions of horror on their faces.

"This......"

"impossible!!!"

"Niord was actually killed by him?"

"How is it possible? How could he do this?"

The faces of several members of the Warner Protoss were filled with shock, and their eyes widened in disbelief.

In their impression, Niord has been the God-King since the birth of the Vanir Protoss.

There are only a handful of such existences in the entire Nine Realms.

But such a tyrannical existence was instantly killed by Joyce. How is this possible?

At this time, Thor finally had a chance to breathe.

His body was covered with wounds and blood was dripping from his body.

It looked a little embarrassed.

Because he was fighting alone with Gullweger and Nasus.

Gullweger's battle skirt on the opposite side was also very damaged at the moment.

Snow-white skin was exposed under the battle skirt, but Thor had no intention of admiring it.

And she was also disgraced at the moment.

Nasus was not feeling well now, his whole body was covered in color, his face was pale, and there were beads of sweat on his forehead.

The situation on both sides is very bad, but there is no sign of either side admitting defeat.

Gullweger was staring at Sol closely now, with a cold look on his face.

I vaguely noticed something, and I already had a hint of retreat in my heart.

Regardless of whether the God King is really dead or fake, the shining golden person over there is not something they can compete with.

Maybe I'll lose my life here.

Half of the body of the winter goddess Skadi, who was standing in front of Gullweger, now disappeared.

With only half of his body, a strange energy is clearly visible flowing.

The remaining half of the body collapsed to the ground, which looked extremely terrifying.

Only the slight rise and fall of her chest showed that she still had her last breath.

Eva opposite her was fine except for a slight breathlessness, and not a single hair fell out.

It was obvious that what Skadi looked like at this moment was her masterpiece.

The people in the best condition on the entire battlefield were Frey and Badr.

The two seemed to have a very good understanding.

One move from you and another from me, the fight was inseparable.

At first glance, the two seemed to be of equal strength.

But everyone else knew that these two guys were just fishing in troubled waters and deliberately delaying time.

Their priesthoods partially overlap, and the place where the two of them have spent the longest time is the Kingdom of Light Elves.

What has been mature for a long time cannot be matured again. If it were not forced by formality, the two of them would have sat down and drank tea.

After noticing the situation over there, everyone knew what would happen next.

However, after the death of 'Niord', the situation will change dramatically again.

……

Asgard at this time.

"boom!!!"

There was a loud explosion.

A mountain peak collapsed, sending boulders flying.

When the smoke cleared, a huge crater appeared on the collapsed mountain.

A figure was suspended above the waves appearing in the sky.

The white robe he was wearing was rustling in the strong wind.

This person is surprisingly Niord who was supposed to die in Vanaheim!

At this time, his white hair was fluttering in the wind.

A pair of eyes as deep and bright as the vast stars.

"Hahaha~!"

Niord threw his head back and laughed, his laughter filled with incomparable joy.

"Odin, you look a little funny when you are caught off guard."

Niord looked forward and down to the edge of the mountain.

In that place, a young man stood proudly.

This man's appearance is eighty-nine times similar to Odin.

But his skin was now dark red for some reason.

There seems to be a hint of evil energy in it.

The figure looks slender and strong, and the face is handsome, with sharp edges and corners, exuding an extremely sharp aura.

The golden armor he wears looks extremely heroic,

In his left hand, he held the hilt of a giant sword half submerged in the soil.

There are many mysterious lines on the blade of this sword.

It doesn't look ordinary.

If Badr appears here.

You can recognize that this person is his brother who has disappeared for many years.

Tyr, the god of war.

"He deserves to be the king of the Warner Protoss, and he deserves to be my son."

Odin's voice slowly sounded in the valley.

As his steady and calm voice fell, he appeared in front of the two of them.

The remaining single eye looked up and down at Niord and Tyr.

There was a complex luster flowing in his eyes, as if containing many emotions.

This is indeed what he did not expect.

One is that Niord's true identity was actually able to hide from himself and Heimdall, and secretly led the army into Asgard.

The second is that the Warner Protoss used some unknown method to control their son and make him rebel.

Tyr's expression seemed to have no consciousness at all, and he would only obey Niord's orders.

Today's Asgard can be said to be under attack from both sides.

"Hmph, no matter what, I will definitely kill you this time!"

Niord looked at Odin, his eyes filled with hatred that was so strong that it couldn't be turned away.

"I don't think that day will come."

Odin's tone was still calm, and he didn't seem to take it seriously.

Although some things that happened suddenly were beyond my expectations.

But fortunately, there are basically no problems.

Frigga was in control from the rear.

Heimdall led his army to meet the enemy.

Coupled with the brave and skilled warriors in the Hall of Valor, it won't be long before they can destroy the people Niord brought.

All he had to do was hold him and Tyr back.

Wait until the army successfully annihilates those short-sighted Warner Protoss.

Or wait until everyone from Sol returns.

Then there is absolutely no way the two of them can escape Asgard.