As the source gradually left Thor's body, the blood-colored mountain peak entrenched in the center of Asgard began to tremble violently!
The squirming scarlet worms let out a sharp hiss, and the thick extended tentacles crumbled visibly to the naked eye. This trembling mountain of worms was like a stomach bag about to vomit, constantly shrinking!
"Brachi..."
Lin Qiye stood in the ruins of the temple, looking at this scene with a look of worry on his eyebrows.
Inside Chongshan,
Even though the cold light broke the strings and frantically cut the worms around the two people, there were still a large number of worms squeezing through the boundary, and the surging worms almost drowned Brachi's figure.
Under the endless gnawing, his body was quickly dyed red with blood, and touches of green spread from the wounds, restoring the body bitten by worms... He kept wandering between death and survival, as if he had been bitten by worms.
Ling Chi is normal.
The severe pain of the insect bite caused Blaki's handsome facial features to twist in pain,
Even so, he held Asgard's original palm and still had no intention of letting go. Instead, he tightened his grip even harder.
"You...can't..." Thor's vague voice came out from the screams, and his confused scarlet eyes were full of pain.
Braki's body was almost stuck to Thor. Countless ferocious and disgusting worms were eating his body, and his body was bloody and bloody. From a distance, he was even more terrifying and infiltrating than the inhuman Thor.
"Don't you want to use my wife's soul to stabilize your 'supreme' state?" Brachi said coldly,
"Now, I will use everything you have... to exchange for her back!"
The moment the words fell, the source of the prism was completely pulled out by Brachi, a string instantly broke, a cold light flashed across the unconscious Thor's neck, and a ferocious head was thrown high...
Phantom light burst out from Thor's corpse!
The endless scarlet worms around them seemed to have lost all their strength, paralyzed one after another, and melted at a speed visible to the naked eye. This worm mountain, which occupies one-fifth of Asgard, is like a deflated ball, gradually drying up towards the earth.
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"He succeeded."
When Sun Wukong saw this scene, he leisurely carried the golden cudgel on his shoulders, with a faint smile on his lips.
[Pentacles] gradually stopped spinning, and the King of Heroes in the king's robe quickly faded away. The King's Treasure House in his palm floated across the sky, and fell into the hands of Gilgamesh in the spirit state. His frown relaxed, and his eyes
A look of relief appeared in his heart.
The corpses of worms all over the sky melted, like a heavy rain of blood, falling from the dark sky,
Among the messy ruins, a figure covered in blood-colored robes, with one hand tightly holding the prism source of the phantom light, and the other hand holding Thor's head, stood up slowly...
"Cough cough cough cough..." Brachi's mutilated body gradually repaired. He coughed out several mouthfuls of blood, and his long golden hair was filthy.
In the hazy blood mist, those eyes that exuded a faint halo were burning with the fire called hope!
He threw Thor's head to the ground and rolled it in front of the body. The two turned into a ball of scarlet blood and flowed into the dark golden [Holy Grail].
Brachi's breathing became heavier and heavier. He held the [Holy Grail] high above his head, like a devout pilgrim...
He opened his trembling lips and used all his strength to shout in the blood rain:
"Eden!! I want you back!!!"
Braki's roar crossed the mountains and rivers, reverberating like thunder in the sky across Asgard.
Between heaven and earth, apart from the lingering echoes, there was total silence.
Braki's Adam's apple rolled, he swallowed a mouthful of blood back into his belly with difficulty, and roared ferociously at the sky:
"Make a wish!! Eden is resurrected!!"
"I want my wife Eden to come back to life!!"
"[Holy Grail]! Did you hear that?!"
"I want my love back!! I want her back!!!"
"..."
Brachi's roar echoed in every corner of Northern Europe. This was his last hope and the most sincere and true wish in his heart!
Looking at the man holding the Holy Grail in the rain of blood and roaring at the sky, Lin Qiye couldn't help but close his eyes...
Brachi's pain and anxiety were transmitted into his heart through the roars. An unprecedented sourness surged into his heart, making his eyes wet.
But he knew very well... Eden would probably not be resurrected.
In the face of Brachi's prayer, the [Holy Grail] did not move at all. Either the sacrifices to fulfill the wish were still insufficient, or... this wish has exceeded the capabilities of the "supreme" artifact.
Even Gilgamesh, the always cold hero king, was slightly moved when he saw Brachi's appearance, with sadness in his eyes.
"Come back...I want her to come back..."
Brachi's hoarse voice came out with sobs in his throat, and two lines of tears couldn't stop pouring from his eyes.
The palm of his hand holding the bottom of the [Holy Grail] was pale and bone-shattering due to exertion, and blue veins protruded from the back of his hand and neck. The palm of his other hand had been pierced by the edge of the prism that he was clenching, and dripping blood was flowing in it.
land……
"Brachi..."
Lin Qiye stepped forward with a complicated expression, wanting to persuade Brachi, but before he could speak, Brachi's red eyes full of tears had already looked at him.
He spoke tremblingly:
"Lin Qiye...why didn't it work? Why didn't Iden come back?
Is it me...is my heart not sincere enough?"
"You have tried your best." Lin Qiye said softly, "Maybe the sacrifice is not enough, maybe..."
Lin Qiye didn't have the heart to say the second half of the sentence. Regarding Eden, Brachi had had too many hopes and experienced too many despairs after his hopes were shattered... This simple-minded musician
God has endured too much pain that he shouldn't have to endure, and now he can no longer bear to extinguish Brachi's last hope.
Brachi opened his mouth and was about to say something else when his divine power suddenly burst out like boiling water! A beam of light exuding heart-stopping pressure rushed into the sky with Brachi as the center!
His level began to rise steadily.
Brachi was stunned and looked at his body in astonishment, "I am..."
"The origin of Asgard is being fused with you." Gilgamesh looked at Brachi's palm, the prism crystal that was gradually embedded in his flesh, and the complex openings of his eyes.
"You... are about to break through to the 'supreme'."
The flesh and blood that had been pierced by the prism due to emotional fluctuations had now become the fusion point between the origin and him. Under the dual godheads of the God of Music and Poetry and the God of Youth, Brachi's body could withstand this attack.
The source of power rose rapidly without even him realizing it!
"Supreme...high...?" Brachi stood there in a daze.