The All-League of Legends Starts From the Heavens Chapter 280

Led by Hela, the goddess of death, Laast came to Odin's treasury.

Fortunately, there were no terrifying creatures with flames inside.

Laast's tense nerves finally relaxed a little, and everything should be in time.

However, the resurrection ceremony has already begun.

In the depths of Baokun, Loki carried a huge skull with double horns and walked towards a pot of fire that never went out.

To Raast's surprise, Thor, the **** of thunder, who should have been imprisoned on the battleship, was also here at this time.

He and Valkyrie, the Valkyrie, protected Loki from left to right to prevent anyone from breaking into the sabotage ceremony, and there were a lot of shadow streams with cold eyes in front of them.

"The skull in Loki's hand is Surtur's crown!" Hela reminded at the right time.

"I know." Raast carried the broken scythe and rushed towards Loki and the others.

As a result, the group of shadow streamers took the initiative to step forward, blocking his only path.

"Go away, don't forget that I'm your master too!"

"Kayn is not here, you should listen to me!"

The shadow stream headed, replied in a weird tone: "You will never be our master, disgusting darkspawn creature."

Rayaste didn't have time to argue with them: "No toast, no penalty, Hela, get rid of them."

After Hela heard this, she instantly threw out a large number of dark green spikes and flew towards the crowd.

As a qualified ninja organization, each member of the shadow stream is extremely flexible. Some of them jump backwards, some turn into smoke, and they all dodge the attack easily.

But Laast took this opportunity to successfully cross the encirclement of the shadow stream.

"A bunch of idiots, as stupid as your **** master!"

Just as he was about to move forward, a bolt of lightning struck his feet precisely.

Thor, who was covered in arcs and had blue eyes in his eyes, vibrated, "Don't come over, take one step further, and it's not the floor!"

Valkyrie next to him narrowed his eyes vigilantly: "You are not Kayn, where did he go?"

Raast smiled playfully: "Why, do you miss him?"

As soon as the voice fell, the darkborn jumped up, raised the scythe in his hand, and smashed it at the Valkyrie.

"I'll send you down to accompany him!"

The violent power blew a gust of wind in the closed Odin treasury, and the sickle cut through the air and made a harsh whistling.

Valkyrie hurriedly retreated while blocking his long sword in front of him.

Seeing this, Sol immediately mobilized the divine power in his body. In an instant, the gushing plasma slanted down, completely covering the huge dark-red body of the Darkborn.

But soon, a scene that shocked the two appeared.

Raast walked out of the raging thunder intact, moving a little numb body, mocking:

"What a weak god, are you giving me a massage?"

Loki, who was carrying out the resurrection ceremony, even with his back to the darklings, shuddered when he heard the sound, which almost caused the ceremony to be interrupted.

Sensing his younger brother's fear, Sol opened his mouth and comforted: "Be serious, Loki, I'm here!"

"Okay." Loki answered tremblingly and continued the ceremony.

"With the eternal flame, you and this moment..."

Before the word "rebirth" was finished, Laast suddenly shouted: "I should have killed you when I was in Saka!"

The terrifying sound slammed into Loki's heart like a heavy hammer. He instantly felt his whole body tighten, his legs that had not grown yet began to ache, and the crown in his hand almost fell.

Thor, who knew that he couldn't go on like this, took the initiative to charge the darkspawn.

He knew the difference in strength between the two, so he didn't want to kill the enemy, but only wanted to entangle Rayaste and let Loki successfully complete the final ritual.

At the same time, the Valkyrie also attacked with several shadow streamers.

Hela, who was still fighting with the rest of the shadow stream, wanted to help the darkspawn, but there was nothing he could do.

"Hahahahahaha!"

Raast, who was surrounded by enemies, was not afraid at all, but laughed wildly.

"The marrow of the filthy world, let me feast on it!"

"Nothing left!"

After saying that, the Darkborn rushed towards the most powerful Sol, swung the scythe in his hand, and streaked a shining arc in the air.

"Bring your life to me!"

Thor, who lost Thor's hammer "Mjolnir", was already greatly reduced in strength, and even if he awakened the power of thunder, it would not help.

Although he had Odin's golden spear "Gungnir" in his hand, he was unable to unleash the full power of this divine artifact.

Fortunately, Asgard's weapons all have one characteristic, and that is hard.

And Gungnir is made of the branches of the World God Tree that connects the Nine Realms, and it has a little more toughness than the Miaolnir made by the core of the dead star.

Therefore, even if it was slightly bent by the broken scythe, it did not shatter like Miaolnir.

However, the tip of the blade that finally stopped between Sol's eyebrows still caused him to break out in a cold sweat.

Raast glanced at the slightly deformed spear with contempt, and said coldly, "The poor sustenance of the weak."

"Your father saved it again, Sol."

The constant pressure turned Saul's face into a purple-blue color, and the veins burst out on his thick neck.

Half-kneeling on the ground, he replied with difficulty: "That's why I always respect him."

Rayast was about to say something, but suddenly turned his head and grabbed Valkyrie who was trying to sneak up on him. UU Reading www.uukanshu.com

The Valkyrie, who was strangled by her neck, struggled desperately, lacking the supply of oxygen, and she soon felt that her eyes began to darken.

"The dignified Valkyrie, like Kayin's group of scumbags, like to steal chickens and dogs?"

The Valkyrie was speechless and could only stare at the Darkin with hatred.

While holding Valkyrie, Raast pressed Thor with his scythe to prevent him from getting up.

"Yes, that's the look."

"I like it, please keep it up."

Then, the darkin looked at Loki not far away: "Are you sure you want to continue?"

"Your brother, but you can't hold on anymore."

"Or, you just want him to die, so that you can justifiably become the king of Asgard."

At this time, Hela, who was dragged by the shadow stream's elusive fighting skills, couldn't help frowning.

And Loki had to stop the ceremony, turned around, and looked at the invincible darkspawn.

"Let Sol go, I can give you the crown."

But Laast suddenly laughed: "It's all this time, do you think you are still qualified to negotiate with me?"

"Throw the thing over or I'll kill him!"

With that said, the Darkspawn pressed down on the sickle, and the floor under Sol's feet cracked instantly, smashing a hole.

The tip of the blade that had stopped also pierced into Sol's eyebrows, and dark red blood flowed down the bridge of his nose to his mouth.

"Loki, go ahead and leave me alone!"

"You dare?" Raast growled filially.

Just when Loki was in a dilemma, Hela, who was not far away, suddenly gave up fighting with the shadow stream, and flew forward to grab the crown in his hand and throw it into the eternal fire.

"What are you doing, just keep going!"

The goddess of death who switched camps held the sword of the night sky, stared at the darkborn, and said word by word:

"The king of Asgard can only be me!"

Chapter end

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