books44 Chapter 636: This thing is destined to me
Chapter 636: This thing is destined to me
This feeling is very strange. Obviously she had to cope with her previous attitude and prepare to do it again next time, but after the energy in her body was filled, she had the idea of arguing, who is afraid of whom?
This is the so-called holding a sharp knife and having a murderous intention.
She wanted to defeat this enemy head-on. The temple, the Asgardian heroes, and even Bor disappeared from Daisy's sight. She only saw the double-edged axe.
The lines on the giant axe, the sharp spearhead, the ax handle containing countless runes, and the gauntlet made of unknown leather were all displayed in front of her eyes, and there was nothing else.
Daisy also held the sword with both hands, pointing the tip of the sword to the ground. The distance between the two parties quickly closed. Her energy was also accumulated to the top. She exerted force on her wrists, waist and hips at the same time. The sword blade faced the giant ax that was like the sky falling apart and the world collapsing. .
The swords and axes intersected, and there was no sound at first. The explosion sounded after Daisy swung away Bol's giant axe.
The air waves blew through the entire space, and many Asgardian spirits were blown around.
There are many big trees planted in this interstitial space among the nine realms. Now, without exception, all of them have been broken by the air wave. Almost all the violent explosions have been directed towards Bor. The energy shock wave was hit by a wave of energy half a meter in front of the temple. The dark red liquid energy stopped with difficulty.
"Hahaha, Uncle Bol, are you convinced?" Someone laughed wildly. There was no doubt that she won half of the moves. Although she didn't use the power gem and couldn't control gravity and magnetism, it was obvious that she still had the advantage. The gap between the heroic spirit and the main body is too big.
"We're still far from it, little baby." Boer wasn't discouraged at all, and his expression was not messy at all. Except for a footprint on his chest, there was no sign that he had lost half of his move.
Daisy also forgot the purpose of coming here, and without saying a word, she picked up the sword and started to chop. Bor laughed loudly, his voice was like a bell, and he fought with her with the axe.
The sword blade moves as fast as a move, and the golden light on her body becomes more and more dazzling. This appearance shows that the energy cannot be controlled freely, the sequelae of too much power surge in a short period of time, but she doesn't care, she can laugh whenever she wants. Well, just feel free to play.
Bol didn't smile. He had an unusual enthusiasm for fighting. Any ridicule, insult, or contempt was a blasphemy against this sacred act.
As long as you take fighting seriously, Bol will also take you seriously. Of course, the premise is that you cannot be too weak. If you are killed by an axe, no matter how much respect you have, it will be useless.
Daisy was the only person who could be struck to death with an axe. Her sword was like a swimming dragon. Even Bor no longer thought it was a woman's sword. The moves of the second-generation God King were extremely rigorous. Against a defense as solid as a rock, he You can also counterattack twice from time to time.
It was obviously an attack from a tricky angle, but he did it openly and without any sinister feeling. This is also a skill.
Many of the moves were incredible. It was hard to imagine that an ax could be used in all kinds of tricks. After Daisy dealt with the opponent's killing moves, her early advantage was almost exhausted. The two returned to the starting point and continued to fight. She continued to gain the upper hand, and Bol continued to make surprising moves.
The two of them quickly passed more than 30 moves like a storm, and Bor's speed and strength began to decline significantly.
He is a heroic spirit, without the blessing of divine power. This is not Asgard, so he uses a little less strength. Daisy becomes stronger and stronger as he fights, and the battle between the two sides begins to have a crushing effect.
Daisy wanted to stop, but Bol glared at her fiercely. She sighed in her heart that these barbarians really couldn't understand. She saw a flaw, and then she pointed the sword at Bol's chest and stabbed it in.
"Uh... I'm glad this battle was a good one. Little doll, you passed the test. I like you quite a lot. When you die, you can come to the Hall of Valor to have a drink with me." Bol will definitely treat death as if it were his own. This word regards dying in battle as an honor and dying on the couch as an old man as a shame. He was very satisfied with it. After leaving a few words, it turned into a puff of dust and disappeared in this gap.
Bah, who is dead and asking you to drink? I can live for tens of thousands of years! Daisy's face was disgusting. Suddenly she found that all the Asgardian spirits were half-kneeling to pay respects, and then they all turned into dust. At this time, she suddenly realized to a question.
Hey, what kind of test is this? Come back soon, uncle. I was just passing by.
Turning her unstandardized dead fish eyes, she looked left and right. There was not a single ghost figure, and the heroic spirits had completely disappeared.
"Did you misunderstand something?"
"Did you misunderstand something?"
"What misunderstanding..."
Her voice kept echoing in this space. Director Dai felt that Uncle Boer must have misunderstood the problem. The problem was that he didn't give himself time to explain. After the fight, he ran away as if he was rushing to reincarnate.
She squinted at the wooden temple. The dark red liquid energy inside was impacting the seal. These arrogant barbarians had left the ether particles to themselves.
There is no identity verification or any procedures. This management is really poor.
She walked in humming a song.
After taking two steps, I discovered that Bor's double-edged battle ax had not disappeared with its owner, but was instead stuck in the soil.
The ax blade was fully inserted, and only two-thirds of the ax handle remained outside.
The double-edged battle ax was only half a meter away from her, and she could reach it with her hand. Daisy stood still.
This is an ownerless thing. This thing is related to me. Two strange thoughts came to my mind.
Although I have never heard of any beautiful woman using a big ax when fighting, she imagined herself in the midst of thousands of troops wielding a big ax. The style of the painting must be very strange, but this is an artifact.
She crossed her arms and began to think.
First of all, this is an artifact, it is an artifact, it is an artifact, say it three times.
Secondly, if you ignore it, it will only eat dirt in this interstitial space. Even if you cannot take away the ether particles, Jane Foster's small body cannot use this axe.
In the end, she felt that maximizing interests should be the focus of everything. The future of the earth is so dangerous that it is always good to have an extra magic weapon. For the sake of American democracy and freedom, she should have the courage to break away from secular vision and take this axe.
Holding the ax handle with her palm, the double-edged battle ax did not resist, but it also did not welcome her. She picked up the ax as usual.
The first feeling was that it was heavy. The weight of the ax was estimated to be tens of thousands of kilograms when she bought it. However, as her strength returned to her cells and she slowly returned to normal state, the weight of the ax also decreased.
Picking up the ax, this ax is classified as a short ax or a hand ax in Bor's hands. That's because Bor is two meters tall. It's a bit long for her, who is 1.7 meters tall, to use it. She holds the ax handle with both hands, like hitting. I took two swings like a golf ball.
Just by swinging it in the air, the ax blade brought up bursts of wind pressure after cutting the air.
With complete physical capabilities, without adding any attribute attacks, this battle ax is extremely sharp.