The effect of Winter's Hammer is not bad, but it is definitely not as powerful as Surtur. The Fire Giant has the different identities of the Dimension Demon God and the Hell Lord. His strength is not what a mortal like Original Sin can do by picking up a divine weapon.
Comparison of.
Moreover, Su Ming felt that with Surtur's fiery temper, it was possible to temporarily cooperate with Orochi, but it was impossible for him to completely obey Orochi's words.
Although the Fire Giant was also defeated by Odin and was even sealed in a country, what was the Orochi? It was nothing more than an exiled prince of the Aesir Protoss.
Therefore, as long as cannon fodder is sent to target Surtur, the fire giant will become increasingly angry. As one of the representative users of the power of the fire element, his anger is a veritable flame.
Once there is fire, it will no longer be cold, and Su Ming only needs to take the opportunity to persuade Lao Fei to leave.
"Then you go, I will go to the gap in the city wall to resist this human army." Hela communicated with the man silently, pulled out the sword in front of her, and led the shield girls in another direction, while also
Order someone to notify Badr and ask him to dedicate manpower to saw the crack.
The defensive significance of the city wall is now little. After all, the city has been almost moved to the ground. At present, the city wall only has strategic value of "creating narrow places", which is slightly better than fighting on the plains.
Su Ming also withdrew the strangulation and walked into the crowd without leaving a trace. He only shook his body slightly and disappeared. No one even noticed anything was wrong.
He turned the strangulation into an optical camouflage mode, and the whole person looked like a transparent shadow, flying towards the direction where the frost giants were gathering.
During the flight, he accidentally saw the old man he had seen before. At this time, he had died in the breach in the city wall. His thin body was in tatters, but he still had a longing smile on his face and his hands.
He held his ax tightly.
Deathstroke shook his head. This may be asking for mercy, but is it really that happy?
Some strange thoughts came to his mind. He shook his head and waved them away. He quietly crossed dozens of kilometers and arrived near the entrance of the space where the frost giants poured out.
It looked like a very ordinary wormhole, with blue light slowly rotating, and giants holding large stone sticks or icicles in their hands walked out of it in a noisy way.
I looked around and found Laufei's tall figure except for a few ordinary ice giant shamans.
"It should be the 'Edda Rune' that drives the portal. The operator is indeed on the other side."
"Hey."
After a silent exchange with Strangler, Deathstroke descended to a lower altitude, got into the wormhole, and the world was spinning for a moment.
As expected, the other side of the wormhole was Jotunheim. In this world of ice and snow, Laufey was urging his troops to rush to the battlefield.
The tribal society lacks organizational power, and the team is noisy and chaotic, and from time to time there are people who want to challenge Laufei's position, but they are all suppressed by the ice giant king with the sword in his hand.
The weapons Zemo traded to the ice giants back then seemed to be in good condition and were worthy of German military quality.
"Hey Laufey, busy?"
The sudden sound behind him startled the ice giant. He turned around with a giant sword in his hand and saw the familiar black and yellow armor, with a smile on his blue face.
"It turns out to be the Supreme Mage. Is he here to be a lobbyist this time?"
"You can think so." Facing Laufei, who was more than ten meters tall, the short human did not retreat but advanced. He floated to the eye level of the opponent, took out a cigarette and lit it: "How about retreating? Let's talk.
A condition.”
"It's different this time, Supreme Mage." Laufey rejected Deathstroke's request. It wasn't about roast chicken or duck. Of course, in order to avoid Deathstroke's misunderstanding, he immediately explained: "Ragnarok has arrived, and you should do this.
Already know?"
"Yes, but what does this have to do with the Frost Giants coming out in droves?" Su Ming blew out a smoke ring, which immediately dissipated in the cold wind.
This should be the center of Jotunheim. There is actually an iceberg bulging in this ruined place. The strong wind carried sharp ice particles and scraped against Deathstroke's armor, making a tiny rustling sound.
"We are going to die too." Laufei sighed, and he turned to look at the portal aside: "The withering of the World Tree will affect every country, except the hell of Surtur and the underworld of Hela, everywhere else.
No living thing will survive."
"I understand, so you want to settle old scores with the Asa Protoss before you die. It would be more satisfying to kill each other on the battlefield than to die in the flames."
Deathstroke nodded with a smile, lifted up the cloak behind him, and sat in the air like a chair.
"Yes, this is the last chance to settle old grudges. In the past thousands of years, Odin's sons have used Jotunheim as a training ground, and even the most ordinary Asgard warriors will sneak into it.
Here, sneak attacks on my people, cut off their ears, pull out their teeth, and return them to the Golden Palace as a display of glory, as if killing people is their entertainment..."
At this point, Laufei clenched his fists and looked very unhappy.
As a king, he is so thoughtful, let alone those reckless soldiers?
After hearing Laufei's words, they all roared and their eyes turned red, as if they were recalling the humiliation of the past.
Almost all of them have had the experience of being deprived of their loved ones by Asgardians. Perhaps their parents were killed by hammers and lightning, or their sons or daughters were killed by axes. The hatred must be settled on the day of Ragnarok.
"So you think you are going to die, so you plan to let your enemies die earlier than you. It is logical." Deathstroke kept nodding, as if he understood this mentality very well: "Then if I say, you don't have to die, but
Is there a way to escape Ragnarok and save Jotunheim?"
"How can it be?"
Laufei frowned, but there was some unobvious meaning of expectation in his words.
He understands what the Supreme Mage represents. If the arrival of the death knell here is what Emperor Weishan means, then...
"No, Emperor Weishan didn't ask me to come." But Deathstroke seemed to have read through his mind and immediately corrected his mistake: "If you want to save the Frost Giant clan, you still have to see whether your own gods are willing to come forward."
"Our own gods?" Laufey thought for a long time before shaking his head: "What we worship is nature itself. This world of ice and snow, this pale wind, we have no gods."
The Supreme Mage smiled even louder. He shook his head repeatedly and landed on Laufey's shoulder. The giant smelled like a mixture of frozen cow dung and rumination, but it was still within a tolerable range.
"You think your race has no gods, then answer me a question." He took a puff of cigarette and puffed out towards the ears and eyes that looked like subway tunnels on the side: "If there are no gods, your Frost Giants' exclusive artifact 'Ice Box'
, doesn’t it grow out of the ground?”
After hearing the words of the death knell, Laufei was stunned on the spot as if he was struck by lightning.