bacchusnovels Chapter 619: Terero Loki!
Chapter 619: Terero Loki!
Loki stared intently at the massive bronze body a hundred meters away.
His dark red vertical pupils suddenly contracted, becoming as small as needle points.
He didn't care what Im had become. The prince of Elbaf wasn't afraid. His heart, however, pounded harder and harder, making his ribs ache and the surrounding air tremble.
This is blood.
The blood of the Elbaf royal family burns hotter when it encounters a fierce and wicked opponent.
In the lightning, Loki's muscles bulged. His black dragon scales rubbed against each other, producing a sickeningly metallic sound. A roar rolled from deep within his throat. A volcano that had been holding back for a thousand years was about to erupt.
Loki lowered his head.
There is a squirrel in the palm of my hand.
Iron Thunder.
Neither the man nor the beast uttered a sound. This tacit understanding wasn't based on glances, but on dozens of life-or-death experiences. Loki opened his left palm, grabbed Ironhide's small body, and raised his left arm straight up to the sky.
Tie Lei was lifted fifty meters into the air.
The biting wind tore at its brown fur. It opened its mouth and let out a high-pitched screech, its body suddenly elongating and deforming in mid-air. The heavy hammer engraved with ancient runes took shape once more.
Iron Thunder opened its core.
The purest and most ruthless extreme cold is frantically squeezed out of its body.
At the same moment, Loki's lightning surged up his thick arm. A thick layer of frost formed on his left arm, which the lightning shattered in the next second, transforming into a swirling storm of ice crystals around his arm. The two extreme forces merged seamlessly on the hammer's surface.
The runes on the hammerhead came to life.
Blue and white light exploded from the hammerhead, crawled up the handle, and engulfed Loki's entire left arm in less than a second. Extreme cold and lightning clashed in mid-air. The air was torn apart by this brute force, and a spiral storm with a diameter of more than ten meters suddenly appeared out of thin air.
The outermost layer was a pale blue ice mist. Wherever the ice mist passed, even the space itself was frozen into fine crystals. The remaining stone pillars were sucked in, instantly frozen into ice sculptures, and then shattered into powder the next second.
Inside were countless blue and white lightning dragons. They darted wildly through the icy mist, emitting deafening explosions.
Deep inside, there was a pure white flash of light.
The light was too bright.
It's like lighting another sun in the night sky over Elbaf.
An aura of destruction surged outward from the source of light.
Loki kicked off with both feet.
The massive, fifty-meter-tall body stomped down hard. The earth let out a muffled groan, and the underlying rock layers were crushed. The permafrost cracked like biscuits. Two three-meter-deep footprints were left beneath its feet.
The reaction force traveled up the leg bone and straight up the spine.
Loki rose from the ground.
A black meteor, crackling with lightning and extreme cold, tore through the air in front of him. The air ignited from the speed, leaving a trail of black fire hundreds of meters long behind him. Sonic booms echoed across the sky above Elbaf. A white sonic cloud exploded around his waist.
Too fast.
The dark cloud behind Im seemed to sense something, and the cloud layer churned even more rapidly.
But it can't keep up.
It couldn't keep up with Loki's physics-defying speed. Before dozens of eyes on the dark cloud had even turned around, Loki's shadow was already looming in front of it.
Three seconds, one hundred meters.
The fifty-meter-tall black behemoth crashed down with overwhelming force.
Warhammer aimed at Im's handsome yet eerily handsome face.
With a sudden sinking of the waist and back, the hammer fell.
The air in front of the hammer was compressed into a distorted wall of air, advancing along with it. Large rocks on the ground were first crushed into powder by the air pressure, then baked by lightning, turning into blinding plasma sparks. The flying ash obscured the stars and moon.
The entire sky above the royal city of Elbaf was illuminated by this attack.
Blue and white lightning pierced through the leaden-gray clouds.
The fleeing Elbaf warriors in the distance all stopped. They turned back. What they saw was an apocalyptic scene, as if a god had descended.
A fifty-meter-tall black giant, enveloped in lightning and extreme cold.
It crashed into another bronze-colored giant.
The soldiers forgot to run, forgot to be afraid.
Their mouths were open.
They had never seen such a pure and savage charge in their lives.
The strong winds made it impossible for them to open their eyes. But they still stared intently at the pure white flash.
That was their prince's fire.
That was Elbaf's strongest attack.
Im did not retreat an inch.
There was no trace of panic on her bronze face. Her eyes were as cold as if she were watching an ant trying to shake a tree. She raised the fifteen-meter-long crescent-shaped weapon with one hand, twisted her wrist, and held it horizontally in front of her. The ancient patterns on the weapon shaft lit up with a faint dark red light. The black mist wrapped around the weapon's tip was activated by her thought.
The black mist exploded.
It grew rapidly, yet made no sound. But it distorted the surrounding light. It swallowed the light itself.
Half a second.
A circular shield with a diameter of over twenty meters was formed.
It blocked the hammer's downward trajectory.
The shield was covered with flowing dark red patterns, exactly the same as the patterns on the pair of jet-black horns on Im's head.
What's even more chilling is that there are more than a dozen eyes embedded in those patterns.
It was taken from the dark cloud behind her.
They shed their original bodies and burrowed directly into the black mist shield.
Vertical pupils, cross-shaped pupils, and murky round holes—the pupils varied in shape. They spun wildly among the dark red patterns, coldly analyzing Loki's attack. A dozen pairs of pupils of different colors locked onto the hammer's trajectory, estimating the distribution of lightning and extreme cold energy.
The shield is very thin.
Less than an inch.
But it was so oppressive that it made it hard to breathe.
Like a fortress standing in the void.
The hammer struck the shield.
The battlefield seemed to have been silenced by an invisible hand. The sounds of wind, thunder, and shattering were all gone.
Dead silence.
One point one second.
The next moment, there was an indescribable tearing sound.
The devouring begins.
Blue-white lightning and pale blue dragon breath crashed into a bottomless abyss like water bursting its banks. The black mist shield was that abyss. It gaped open, frantically pulling the pure energy clinging to its hammer face into it. The lightning was stretched into long ribbons of light. The frigid dragon breath was broken down into its most primordial particles.
The dark red patterns on the shield began to flicker rapidly.
Each flash erases a portion of the energy.
The ten-meter-diameter spiral storm quickly deflated and dissipated in the face of the black mist.
Loki was suspended in mid-air.
He watched helplessly as the energy he poured into the hammer was gradually drained away.
He didn't panic.
His mouth actually stretched even wider.
Blood-stained, gleaming white canine teeth were revealed.
His maniacal laughter could be heard through the mask.
He understood these high and mighty gods all too well.
They are used to crushing mortals with energy and laws, and what they forget most often is the most primal punch.
He doesn't want energy damage.
He knew that energy couldn't defeat this old monster.
The next second, the hammer exploded due to its own physical impact.
This force comes from the muscles of the Elbaf royal family.
The weight came from the fifty-meter-tall behemoth falling from the sky.
It was a desperate gamble that Loki risked his life for.
The weight of the hammer combined with the massive body's charge creates pure kinetic energy.
It cannot be dissolved by any form of absorption.
Physical force directly penetrates the black mist shield and is absorbed.
Ignore those shifting eyes.
Ignore the flickering dark red patterns.
The hammer, through the thin shield, struck Im precisely on his weapon-wielding right arm.
"boom--!"
The belated explosion resounded across the battlefield.
Im's massive, bronze right arm was jolted backward by the terrifying physical impact. The muscles along his arm instantly taut, sparks even flying from the bronze skin. Veins bulged. After being stretched to their limit, the muscles snapped back to their original position.
Her feet were firmly planted on the ground.
But the frozen ground beneath their feet could no longer withstand the force coming from it.
With her as the center, the ground within a radius of fifty meters collapsed instantly.
A three-meter-deep crater appeared out of nowhere.
The underground water veins were forcibly severed. A column of water mixed with mud gushed out from the crack, only to be vaporized into a cloud of white mist by the blast wave.
Coarse, spiderweb-like cracks spread wildly outwards along the pit walls.
In the blink of an eye, it expanded to over a hundred meters.
Countless pebbles shot into the sky, only to be pulverized by the remaining shockwave.
Im regained his balance.
A very faint glint flashed across his bronze face.
unhappy.
Clearly displeased.
This is the first time she has shown negative emotions since she transformed and revealed her true appearance.
This blow didn't actually damage her bones.
But it hit her squarely in the face.
She realized something.
The pure physical strength of the Elbaf prince before her far exceeded her expectations.
At this moment, the data handed over by the World Government's intelligence agencies is a joke.
This unreasonable and monstrous force was enough to threaten her body.
Im's dark red eyes narrowed slightly.
The disdain in his eyes was completely concealed.
Instead, there is a cold scrutiny.
She forced out a low groan through her teeth.
"That's interesting."
His voice was hoarse and cold, with murderous intent hidden beneath his arrogance.
The hum wasn't loud, but it clearly pierced through the roar of the battlefield and exploded directly in Loki's mind.
The dignity of the gods has been truly challenged.
Im didn't stop.
The right wrist, which had been knocked back, suddenly flipped over.
The fifteen-meter-long crescent-shaped weapon followed her wrist, drawing a deadly arc in mid-air.
She gripped the weapon in her backhand and swung it sharply upwards and diagonally.
This sweep was faster than any movement she had ever demonstrated before.
So fast that it leaves no afterimage.
The jet-black crescent blade traced a near-perfect half-moon trajectory through the air.
The black arc of light tore everything in its path apart.
Wherever it passed, the air was cut open.
The crescent moon's orbit left a long-lasting black crack in the night sky.
A vacuum zone, tens of meters long, appeared out of thin air.
The air pressure instantly became unbalanced.
The strong wind rushed in and twisted into a small tornado.
Air rushed wildly into the vacuum zone, emitting a sharp and piercing shriek.
Like countless wronged souls wailing.
That shriek was loud enough to easily tear open an ordinary person's eardrums.
The crescent blade aimed straight at Loki's waist as he was suspended in mid-air.
Im's timing for his counterattack was impeccable.
Loki had just slammed the hammer down.
Its massive 50-meter-long body had its center of gravity pressed down on the front.
The old forces have dissipated, and the new forces have not yet arisen.
He didn't have time to retract his hammer and block.
He didn't even have time to twist his body to avoid vital organs.
His entire body was completely exposed to the trajectory of the crescent blade.
He fell into the most fatal gap in reaction during the battle.
Time was stretched out indefinitely.
Loki could clearly see the extremely thin, dark red light on the crescent blade.
He could feel the sharp, cutting edge that was slicing through the protective aura around his waist.
Iron Thunder in its warhammer form sensed death first.
It emits an extremely rapid buzzing sound inside the hammer body.
The warning was like a needle pricking Loki's palm.
But inertia prevented him from moving.
The jet-black longsword, sharp enough to cut through the air, had already clung to the black dragon scales on Loki's waist.
The next moment, this sword will pierce through Loki.