The God Killer in the American Comics World

If it were another opponent, facing the demon wolf Fenrir, who has two infinite gems to provide energy, they might not be able to hold out after a few rounds, and even Thor might not be able to please them.

Perhaps a pervert like Domam who has thousands of dark planets as energy reserves, or a master of space and time magic like Doctor Strange, can fight Fenrir more easily.

Although the big snake is constantly injured and loses scales, his aura is really getting stronger and stronger.

Anger stared at the huge body of the big snake and sighed: "Asgard is also the home of Jörmungandr! He can infinitely draw all the power hidden in this space. It depends on which side can't bear it first."

Sif's face turned pale in an instant.

At this moment, she didn't know that Anger was using [Space Gem] plus [Reality Gem] to fight against the divine power accumulated by Asgard for tens of thousands of years.

This would have been a long process. As long as the two giant beasts as carriers could still serve as the energy output port, it would really turn into a tragic war of attrition.

Either the power is exhausted, or the body is completely destroyed first, no matter which ending is good.

Heimdall looked at Anger quietly, he could clearly feel that this Outer God who was trusted by Thor actually had a lot of selfishness in his heart, and it was probably for the treasures in the Asgard treasury.

But an Outer God summoned the Death Army to help the Asgardians do this, no one could blame him for anything.

This is a deal!

There is no absolute fairness in the deal.

These days, it is rare to find such a strong man who did not take advantage of Asgard's weakness and strictly abide by the terms of the deal.

This time, the whole Asgard owed him a huge debt of gratitude.

Heimdall sighed deeply: It depends on whether His Majesty Thor can come back in time.

The battle in the 'Shallow Sea' area was completely fierce.

Fenrir could not give Jörmungandr a fatal blow, and could only continue to cause casualties and consume the opponent's divine power.

On the other hand, Jörmungandr could not escape Fenrir and attack Asgard. Although he was so huge, any snake would have this thing called the Seven-inch. If the big snake dared to act recklessly, Fenrir would dare to kill him.

It was obvious to the naked eye that the balance of victory was gradually turning towards the big snake. After overcoming the initial discomfort, the damage caused by the undead warriors to the big snake was rapidly decreasing.

The undead warriors of mortal size could rarely withstand a blow under the crushing of the snake's body.

This made the soldiers of Asgard scalp numb. If they were to go up, the result would not be much better than these undead warriors.

Only Fenrir could continue to fight the big snake with a 40% to 60% or 30% to 70% chance.

As luck would have it, at this moment, a crisp "crack" sounded from Anger's left hand.

Everyone looked over.

Sif looked at the cracks on the golden gloves and her face turned pale immediately.

Anger smiled bitterly: "No way, this thing is a fake after all!"

Anger has the skill [Control of Death Power], and his level has jumped to 192 by constantly playing with divine power transmission. But this still feels like a drop in the bucket for Fenrir's consumption, and the typical conversion speed cannot keep up with the energy supply speed.

If he killed a complete Hela and completely snatched Hela's death priesthood, perhaps there would be no problem.

This is why he used the [Reality Stone] to convert the death power.

Without the Infinity Gauntlet, even if it is a fake Infinity Gauntlet. When using this power as a medium, he will take greater risks.

Anger doesn't know how modern his physique is, and he must not be stronger than the devil Thanos.

Then the question is, if he doesn't work hard for the Asgardians, Fenrir will soon be unable to hold on due to insufficient strength.

This problem is also equally embarrassing when thrown to Sif and the others.

The 'Infinity Gauntlet' guarded by elite soldiers day and night in the Asgard treasury turned out to be a fake. Who can Sif and the others go to for justice?

No matter how wrong it is, it's all Odin's fault!

The problem is that Odin is dead. Even if the son pays for his father's debt, the blame cannot be put on Kratos.

Who told their pitfall god king Thor not to be there at the critical moment?

Sif was almost crying without tears.

The goddess suppressed her disappointment and helplessness, and said in a shocking voice: "It's okay, we know you tried your best. Next is the battle of the Asgardians."

Anger smiled optimistically: "Don't worry, I know Thor, he may be late, but he will definitely show up at the critical moment."

"Thank you for your comfort!" Sif smiled miserably, and then her eyes became firm: "All Asgardian warriors, prepare for battle!"

This is a battle that looks quite desperate. They know very well that even if they invest more combat power to fight the snake, it is tantamount to smashing the ground under their feet.

In order to prevent their hometown from being destroyed, they felt that they had to do this.

At this moment, the undead warriors were almost completely lost, and only the Asgardians' artillery was still roaring angrily.

"Ah!?" Fenrir roared at Anger through the soul connection.

It was questioning why Anger reduced the supply of death power to it.

Through the window of the soul, Anger silently showed the fake Infinity Gauntlet with increasingly obvious cracks: [Sorry! I'm not the real God of Death. I only provide this much death power. This knockoff can't withstand the power of the Infinity Stones. It's really not my fault. 】

"Ouch--" Fenrir howled far away, and his attack became more violent. He still had a lot of death power in his body, and he wanted to cause more damage to the snake before his own power weakened.

Anger was a little surprised that Fenrir didn't blame him anymore?

Here, Sif had gathered the troops. She brought Heimdall, the three warriors, the executioner Skorchi, and more than 2,000 Asgard elites, ready for the final charge.

Just as she was about to fight to the death, Anger's voice rang in her ears again: "I can't supply enough death power to Fenrir, but this doesn't mean that I have played all my cards. Please enjoy my collection [Steppenwolf]."

As soon as the voice fell, a strange existence bathed in golden light suddenly came out of the void.

No brain, cute... Ah, it was a fierce and vivid headless knight who suddenly broke in.

He was wearing urchin-like armor with spikes all over his body, but he had no head.

He raised a mountain axe and made an exaggerated leap, jumping a hundred meters high. While the snake was concentrating on attacking Fenrir, he jumped onto the snake's back.

"Kucha!"

A huge bloody mouth over a hundred meters long was opened!

Black bloody and fleshy fragments flew out like crazy.