The God Killer in the American Comics World

Sif, Heimdall, and a group of Asgardian soldiers stood in awe within the Asgard, watching this peerless beast that only existed in the mouths of the oldest Asgardians, just like that, turned into a sharp black flash and pierced straight at the Jörmungandr that was twisting and twisting its body on the sea surface. In the blink of an eye, a battle beyond their imagination broke out.

When you think about it, this terrible undead beast and other undead warriors are likely to become the nightmare that ends Asgard under the leadership of Hela, this feeling is even stranger.

Not to mention them, even if it is the mastermind of this "dog-eat-dog" plan, Anger secretly sighed while watching the show. With Fenrir's violent and furious temperament, how many beings in the world can live in peace with it? Not to mention dominating it in disguise like now.

The battle between the big snake and the giant wolf was pulled to the highest intensity from the beginning.

This is like the boss battle in the game does not let you play step by step, but jumps directly into the final stage.

Facing Fenrir's pounce, Jörmungandr also bit him without hesitation.

Even though his body was reduced in size, Jörmungandr was still much larger than Fenrir. If he bit him, Fenrir would most likely die on the spot even if he had eaten all the death power provided by Ange.

Just as the sharp and slender fangs were about to reach Fenrir's wolf hair in the snake's mouth, the world-destroying wolf actually kicked hard towards the void on its left.

A clear muffled sound came from the air, like the roar of a building collapsing.

The breath of death gushed out from the fingertips of Fenrir's four claws. The gushing death energy actually supported it to change its route of advance extremely flexibly in mid-air, allowing the wolf body and the snake head to narrowly miss each other.

The big snake bit into nothing, and Fenrir's counterattack came.

The sharp wolf claws and the seemingly indestructible white snake scales finally clashed.

Several clusters of brilliant and dazzling sparks burst out on the snake scales.

"Can't break the defense!?" Hogan screamed.

No!

He guessed wrong!

It can still break the defense, but the effect doesn't look very good. With the skin and scales, a claw went down and pulled out a 3m x 2m hole.

On other creatures, this is a shocking giant wound.

For a god-level giant snake with a diameter of dozens of meters, a length of more than a kilometer, and super self-healing ability, this is just a minor injury.

Fenrir, a demon wolf that has been galloping in the nine star fields tens of thousands of years ago, has rich combat experience beyond everyone's imagination.

Seeing that the claws can't easily tear these scales that are as large as a student table, the wolf claws immediately changed the target of attack and aimed at the gaps between the scales.

Although the snake skin of Jörmungandr is also so tough that mortals can't imagine, it is still useless in front of the wolf claws.

"Hiss--"

These were three wounds that were more than 30 meters long and almost parallel.

Because the wounds were parallel and dense, even if the snake had an astonishing recovery ability, the wounds were still difficult to heal.

A large mass of black flesh and blood splashed out from Jörmungandr's white body, like ink in water, instantly dyeing a large area of ​​the sea black.

"Hiss!" The snake was obviously angry.

He spit out his tongue and twisted his huge snake body, almost hitting Fenrir. The giant wolf, with its super high agility, actually avoided Jörmungandr's counterattack.

At this time, more undead soldiers rushed up.

What surprised the snake was that his extremely tough snake skin could not completely resist the weapons of these undead warriors.

"Wow!"

"Chi La!"

These Asgardian generals who had roamed the nine realms in their lifetime relied on their extraordinary strength to leave thousands of wounds of different sizes in the gaps between the scales of the snake.

This time, Jörmungandr was really pissed off. He twisted his snake body violently, and the surging divine power he exuded caused a group of purple-black poisonous clouds to surge above the place where the rainbow bridge was originally located, and began to rain down thousands of corrosive venom groups the size of water tanks.

Even though these undead warriors were fearless, they were turned into dregs on the spot under the erosion of this venom that was many times more powerful than sulfuric acid.

Their former glory had long been submerged in the long river of history.

It was only at the last moment of their existence that they once again, by mistake, offered their last bit of strength to protect Asgard.

This scene made the Asgardians feel confused and sigh.

Anyway, such a giant snake treated the fairy sea at the bottom of the rainbow bridge as a small puddle, constantly twisting and turning in it, fighting with the undead army, and even not directly attacking. The huge waves that surged onto the shore destroyed the buildings around the dock as easily as kicking down a pile of wooden houses.

This scene completely corresponds to the scene of the "Final Judgment" coming at the time of [Ragnarok] described in the prophecy of the Aesir.

It's just that the villain doesn't seem to match it!

Diana came over and gently held Ange's hand. She recited:

"Fenrir's children swallowed the sun and the moon, the stars will disappear from the sky, the earth will shake violently, the trees will be uprooted, the mountains will collapse, and all the restraints will break, so Fenrir will be free. Fenrir and his brother Jörmungandr rushed to the place of the decisive battle - the Vigrid Wilderness, as if venting the anger in his heart, the burning flames will erupt from his mouth and nostrils."

"As the army gathers there, a huge battle will take place. Odin's heroic warriors continue to pour out of Valhalla, but for the demon wolf, they seem to be 'too few'."

Diana gave a certain leather war god a charming look, clearly saying: You did a good job!

Ange smiled but said nothing.

Traveling back in time and space, it is certainly possible to mess up like the Flash and create a series of world branches of serial destruction.

If it is done well, it will be like now.

Jörmungandr and Fenrir, who should have fought side by side against Odin, became mortal enemies.

Ange was in the super VIP position of the Asgard terrace, looking at the earth-shattering scenery in front of him. Among the people present, he was probably the only one who did not feel scared, but felt that this scene made him feel so accomplished.

The adventurous factor of the time traveler who wanted to change the course of history was burning in his blood at this moment!

Anger chuckled: "Who said that skeletons are not considered heroes?"

Undead wolf plus zombie warriors, aren't these also the components of Valhalla?

Hahahaha!

Who said that fishermen never come back empty-handed?

People who have fun never come back empty-handed!

Only the person involved will feel deeply anxious. Sif nervously came over: "Damn it! Why is Jörmungandr's power increasing instead of decreasing?"