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Chapter 1122 Supreme Battle

hell.

Under the pitch-black sky, crimson lava rolled from the broken cliffs. The suppressed red light reflected on the dim dark clouds, and the entire sky was soaked in blood.

A figure pierced through the void, standing on the top of the tallest lava mountain with six wings on its back. Michael's furnace-like eyes stared at the surroundings. The golden light spread out like a tide with him as the center, like a golden sun hanging high.

Under the bloody sky.

"You think you can hide it from me by hiding here?"

Michael snorted coldly, stretched out his hand to grasp the sky above his head, and held the phantom of a wide golden giant sword in his hand, slashing towards the towering lava mountain in front of him!

A golden light flashed across the sky and the earth in an instant. On the crimson mountain peak, a thin golden thread emerged. Then endless golden light rushed out from the inside of the mountain, and the entire mountain peak exploded from the center!

Boom——!!

A dull loud noise carried black smoke and dust flying in the air. An old man wearing a torn divine robe walked out from under the mountain peak and looked at Michael suspended above his head with a gloomy expression.

The old man's left eye was extremely deep, but his right eye only had an empty socket, with countless scarlet worms twisting in it, forming a strange red eyeball.

"Odin?" Michael's eyes fell on the red eyeball, and his brows wrinkled slightly, "I said that I sensed a trace of the aura of the gods... It turns out that you have surrendered to them."

A coldness flashed in Odin's eyes, and he said lightly, "They are them, I am me, this is just a kind of cooperation."

After Odin got rid of the Moral God and Vishnu, he could not return to Asgard, so he has been hiding in the ruins of hell. Unexpectedly, Michael came to the earth and returned here.

"Cooperate?" Michael's eyes seemed to see through Odin's mind, "When our Lord landed on the moon and sealed Cthulhu, you also participated. You should know how terrifying those monsters are. Cooperate with them? You

Do you really think they will help you?

You have already reached the highest level and your combat power is the strongest on earth, why do you still need to take this risk?"

Odin slowly closed his eyes, shook his head and said, "You won't understand."

Michael held the golden giant sword, and the divine power around him surged rapidly. The [Mortal God Realm] instantly covered every corner of hell, like a holy angel about to start the judgment, and said in a questioning tone:

"Then let me change the question... Did you steal the [Ark of the Covenant] under the command of the K-type gods? How do they know what's in it?"

Odin raised his eyebrows and said nothing.

"Fifty years ago, you were the one who broke the moon's seal?"

Odin remained silent.

Seeing that Odin had no intention of speaking, the divine power around Michael became more and more dazzling. He held the golden giant sword in his hand and shook his head:

"Forget it, no matter what your purpose is, as long as you have anything to do with those things on the moon, you must die."

The six wings that covered the sky behind Michael shook, and his figure disappeared instantly. A golden sword light cut through the space and slashed directly towards Odin's neck!

Odin was wearing a torn white divine robe and stood quietly on the spot. On his wrinkled face, the scarlet insect eyes slowly turned and he spoke lightly:

"If you are on the moon and you step on the fragments of the origin of heaven, I am indeed no match for you... But on earth, even if you have the [Mortal God Realm], it is not that easy to kill me."

Odin raised his palm slightly, and the surrounding time and space rapidly distorted.

Before the bright golden giant sword touched Odin's neck, it was tightly grasped by an old hand full of wrinkles and spots, as if there was an insurmountable wall between it, and it was impossible to cut even half of it.

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Michael's eyes narrowed slightly, and a golden light flashed across the sword.

Stab——!!

The golden giant sword directly crossed the invisible wall and cut Odin's palm in half. Odin's pupils shrank, and the next moment he flashed under the sky dozens of miles away. He frowned and looked into the distance.

The six-winged seraph slowly lowered his broken palm.

Countless red bugs crawled out of his flesh and blood, twisting and repairing the severed palm, and restored it to its original state in a matter of breaths.

"Is this a [miracle]... They say that you, Michael, are the number one fighting force in the Kingdom of Heaven. Now it seems that you are indeed worthy of your reputation." Odin's voice echoed under the sky, and his deep left eye flashed with murderous intent.

"As long as you are alive, the moon's seal is almost impossible to break."

"Want to help those monsters kill me?" Michael held the golden giant sword in one hand, and the white six wings flapped gently under the crimson sky. His face under the light was as cold as an iceberg, "You can't do it just by yourself.

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He flapped his six wings lightly and disappeared from the spot again.

Odin's eyes sparkled, as if he was thinking about something. After a moment, he raised his fingertips and lightly touched the crimson sky.

In the dim sky, a white crack broke open, and countless gray-white ashes were like falling snow, scattering among the hells.

Michael flew into the air and stopped. He stretched out his hand to catch a piece of ashes and frowned slightly:

"……What is this?"

Odin glanced at him, pulled his hands in the air, and tore a gap in the hell, and disappeared without a trace in a flash.

"You can't escape." When Michael saw Odin leaving, he immediately turned into a golden light and followed closely.

Judging from the current intelligence, it was Odin who broke the moon seal fifty years ago and took away the [Ark of the Covenant]. Michael would never let him go under any circumstances.

After the two supreme gods broke through the border of hell one after another, this former country of evil gods once again fell into deathly silence, leaving only scattered ashes falling from the crack in the sky, spreading like snowflakes on the crimson earth.

superior.

After an unknown amount of time, black shadows came out from all corners of hell and stood under the snow of ashes, like a group of devout believers undergoing baptism.



Heaven.

As the auras of the two supreme gods left, the ground finally stopped shaking. Lin Qiye and the other three stood in front of the empty wooden box and looked at each other, each seeing the bitterness in each other's eyes.

"I don't know if Seraph can recover the [Ark of the Covenant]." An Qingyu sighed.

"Things at that level are no longer something we can interfere with." Lin Qiye shook his head, "It's better to go back to the ship and wait for news. Brother Yan is still waiting for us."

"Um."

"..."

The three of them stood around the high platform, looking at each other, and the air suddenly fell into silence.

"Did He say how we should go back?" Jiang Er asked tentatively.

"...It seems not." Lin Qiye's expression was extremely strange.

"He only told how to come in, not how to leave." An Qingyu was silent for a moment, "Maybe the process is the same?"

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