The All-League of Legends Starts From the Heavens Chapter 282

The resurrected Surtur's body is growing rapidly. He was just a normal person, and now his head has reached the vault of the treasure house.

"I'll settle the account with you after it's over!"

Raast cursed viciously and threw the goddess of death aside.

Then, he waved the broken scythe in his hand and rushed towards the flame giant.

Hela fell to the ground in embarrassment, got up and rubbed Ziqing's neck, coughed several times in a row, and then eliminated the discomfort in her throat.

"Damn Raast, wait, I'll make you pay!"

After whispering these words, she pulled a sword flower and rushed towards the flame giant.

In less than half a second when the two rushed towards Surtur, his body more than doubled in size, and he easily broke through the obstacles above his head and appeared outside the treasure house.

Compared to ordinary people, Laast, who is already huge, is at most equal to his knees.

No knee high anymore...

Surtur's body is still getting bigger and bigger, and the treasure house of Odin located underground is now a small pit for him.

With a little leg lift, he came to the ground.

And this is far from the end. The flame giant who has seen the sky again seems to be completely free from restraints. He grows unbridled and savagely, and even the towering fairy palace has been surpassed by him.

In the end, a behemoth with a height of more than 300 meters appeared in Asgard.

On the burly body with clear outlines, there are lines like lava, and the scorching fire is burning wildly around his body.

The temperature emitted by the body surface can affect the earth from Asgard.

Two huge black horns bent upwards, as if they could pierce the sky.

He was holding a red fiery sword in his hand. Wherever the blade touched, a raging fire would surely ignite, and the terrifying air waves shot straight into the sky, dyeing the sky a strange red.

"Tremble before me, Asgard!"

"I'm here to settle the bill with you!"

Surtur waved the great sword in his hand, destroying everything that was visible around him. After a while, half of Asgard was turned to ashes under his sword.

The magnificent Asgard was naturally not spared, it was knocked down and collapsed in the first place, and was almost razed to the ground.

At this juncture, Hela was not so eager, and observed the appearance of Laast and the flame giant with great interest, and always felt a bit similar.

Are they actually the same race?

Rayaste could understand what she was thinking through her eyes, and scolded: "Hmph, stupid woman!"

"I am a noble dark descendant, what kind of thing is he!"

"Yes, yes." Hela responded: "You are much more handsome than this stupid guy."

Facing the compliment from the goddess of death, Rayaste did not have a good face at all: "No matter what you say today, I will kill you mercilessly later."

Hela glanced at him and commented: "Hmph, boring man."

After that, a cluster of thick dark green thorns appeared on the ground, sending her into the air.

She stood on the tip of the thorns, mobilized her divine power, called out the thorns, and flew towards the flame giant's heart.

The spikes quickly expanded in the air, and in just a few breaths, it turned into a sharp javelin that was hundreds of meters long.

The javelin entered the body, causing Surtur to stun, and a shrill scream came from his mouth.

But Hela wasn't happy for a long time, and saw the flame giant pulling out the spikes that ran through his body like no one, and then slammed the red-lighted giant sword towards her.

"I am - the end of Asgard!

Hela was horrified and forgot to avoid it.

"Incompetent bungler!"

A rude voice sounded from behind, and Laast, who ran up the thorns from the ground, directly knocked away the goddess of death who was stunned in place.

Then the speed did not decrease, jumped up, and hit the flame giant's eyebrows like a missile.

Surtur, who was hit hard, felt like he was hit by a falling star, and his body staggered back, and it was difficult for him to maintain his balance.

This creature, which was not the size of a slap to him, actually knocked out a crack in his indestructible skull.

Surtur covered his head with one hand and howled, while waving the giant sword in the other.

His brain was still buzzing, as if it might explode at any moment.

"Damn bug, I'm going to burn you to ashes!"

In fact, Laast is not feeling well right now. The force is mutual. At that moment, his whole body was about to fall apart.

After all, Surtur's skull, which is his crown, can withstand the burning of the eternal fire, and it is conceivable how hard it is.

However, Laast is more worried about whether he will fall to his death. He has fallen for a while in a free fall, and it is estimated that he is not far from the ground.

Originally, he was ready to break a few bones, but at this time, dozens of thorns emerged from the ground and supported his body.

Although the rayast still fell, it was better than the direct landing.

"Nice job, Hela!"

"I take back what I just said, you are not useless!"

For the first time, Hela did not respond, and continued to control the growth of the thorns.

"That's it, heroes see the same thing, Hela!"

Raast, who was full of fighting spirit, immediately got up, jumped back and forth between the thorns, and appeared in front of the flame giant again after a while.

Because the distance between the two was close enough, Surtur subconsciously reached out to grab him.

Unexpectedly, Raast seized the opportunity, jumped directly onto the giant's arm, and climbed up the shoulders along the arm.

Then, holding the sickle high, he jumped up again.

"Kneel down before the great incarnation!"

"I am the Destroyer!"

"I! Yes! Raast!

The darkling laughed wildly, and plunged the dazzling red sickle into the crack between the flame giant's eyebrows.

The next second, the sound of continuous cracking sounded, and in an instant, Surtur's skull crown was covered with dense cracks.

"Do not--!"

"I am the master of Asgard, the Ragnarok of the gods, I should not die like this!"

The flame giant dropped the great sword in his hand, UU reading www.uukanshu. Com panicked and wanted to hold down the crown, but he didn't dare to touch it, for fear of destroying the crown.

Raast didn't give him a chance to struggle, he used all his strength, and finally pressed the slender sickle blade into Surtur's body completely.

Immediately after hearing a terrifying loud noise, the crown completely shattered into countless pieces and collapsed all around.

Surtur, who did not have the blessing of the crown, could not resist the damage of Raast at all. The giant sickle cut through the flesh of the giant and cut off his bones without any effort.

From the eyebrows down, first the bridge of the nose, the corners of the mouth, then the chin, and finally the chest to the lower abdomen.

When Laast fell to the ground, the flame giant was almost divided in two, and the contents of the chest cavity were exposed so brightly, and the broken sternum slumped on it.

The hot magma spewed out from the giant's body, but it was extinguished before it hit the ground.

The fleeting feeling, like his short life.

Surtur's huge body collapsed suddenly, and soon lost all temperature and turned into a pile of dark rocks.

Raast twisted his stiff neck, shook off the remaining magma on the sickle, and carried it on his shoulders.

"You are ordinary, and you are nothing but the crowd."

Chapter end

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