Start writing a diary from Asgard

The battle between Dante and Virgil went quickly, and along with Virgil's dimensional slashes, Dante took the lead in opening the half-demon form.

Virgil was stabbed fifteen times and fell to his knees on one knee, Dante taunted.

"Is this the force you get when you cut off your son's arm? When

he raised his head again, his eyes had been replaced by the blue fire, white bone armor crawled all over his body, and two pairs of demon wings were spreading, and evil aura was overflowing.

In a hoarse, deep voice, he said lightly,

"Nero is my son?"

"

“...... But that doesn't matter.

Virgil clenched the magic knife in his hand—

he thought it was Dante's descendant, but he didn't expect it to be his son?

That...... Shall we continue?" the

corners of Dante's mouth curled, a cold gleam flashed under his eyes, and lava-like fire gushed out.

The Red Yan Demon Form, which was completely different from his brother, also descended at this moment.

The two brothers clenched the hilt of their swords, and then, it was time to fight hard!

Victor stood behind the crystal branch, quietly watching this scene.

He will not shoot, this is Virgil's obsession, and it is also the internal affairs of the Spartan family.

But the duel between the two demon people was restrained by a sudden appearance of life, no, it should be said that it was a demon, a demon in a human form, a demon with only a quarter of the demon blood.

The magic wings on his shoulders that were like wings and claws easily slapped the two elders in the form of true demons into the air.

Victor smiled,

"It's really the same as the Saiyan, the more mixed blood

, the stronger the strength, right?" Victor looked at the two who were stopped by Nero, and touched the birthmark on the back of his hand,

"It's time for me to leave." "

Where no one pays attention, an exotic soul, like a distorted pixel pattern, slowly disappears into the void....

"Ah, phew, phew, phew..." Victor

woke up from the spaceship's bed, holding his forehead a little dazedly, but felt a lot of cold sweat.

"Mother, Lao Tzu is back and will be scared by your nightmares once, Virgil, you are pure. Then

Victor let out a long breath, sat up, and looked at the birthmark on his arm.

After this time, he learned more relevant information

- he went to each world, he would have a chance to choose an identity, and basically defaulted to passers-by.

But this time, because Victor himself "required" to fit the right role, he matched V.

"Yes, I almost became a son to Nero. It's okay, from son to dad, super plus. "

And every time you return, you can choose three abilities that you have touched in that world to bring back, but they can still only be driven by the energy of the Marvel Universe."

"Understand, I'm equivalent to making Iron Man's mecha (ability) in other worlds, and then come back and use the Ark reactor (Asgardian divine power) to drive it. "

Fortunately, it's Asgard, otherwise you would have to borrow money everywhere like the Supreme Mage and become a fool." "

The last point is that in some special worlds, Victor can obtain the blessing of the ontology to a certain extent.

As for what a special world is, and to what extent the blessings will go, it is not clear.

With his hand on the birthmark on his forearm, feeling the dense list of abilities, Victor quickly made a choice-

"Virgil's true demon form, Nero's half-demon form, and the ability of the Demon Knife." "

As a royal mage in Asgard, when I can't beat it, it's reasonable to stab myself to switch to melee Majin mode, right?"

thought Victor with a grin, picking up his artifact staff sword from the side of the bed.

The fingertips glowed with a blue glow, and the ability of the Yan Demon Dao was slowly infiltrated into it.

When the infiltration was complete, Victor waved it, and the cross-shaped spatial rift was revealed.

Swinging his sword to disperse the spatial rift, Victor smiled and aimed the tip of the sword at his abdomen, silently opening Virgil's true demon form.

"Now, it's up to luck. "

Poof—

a sword pierced, black viscous liquid like mud gushed out, and strange creatures composed of magic slowly crawled out.

"Damn, V, you have to apologize, or I'll make you unable to take care of yourself."

"Roar!" "

Bang

!" hiss.

With a burst of noise, Victor drew his sword.

Looking at the instantly healed abdomen, while sighing at the recovery ability of the Spartan family, he turned back to his senses.

The demon bird that curses, the shadow cat that rolls on its stomach, the mud monster that slams its chest, and...

A small colorful transparent snake, and a fully armed European lancer.

Victor was first overjoyed when he saw the familiar three enchanters, and then stunned when he saw the other two.

Then he reflexively looked at the staff sword in his hand, and suddenly came to his senses, and said with a somewhat complicated expression.

"It turns out that my two lives are not without obsession..." The

colorful little snake naturally reflects the previous life, as the bottom of society, like a little transparent, left and right when the source is alive.

As for the last cavalry soldier ....

"It turns out that in my heart, I am similar to Loki, eager to be recognized by the Asgars?" Victor

smiled a little self-deprecatingly, suddenly felt his pant leg move, and saw the cougar-like shadow cat rubbing his trouser leg with concern.

He suddenly breathed a sigh of relief again, and said with a smile

: "The throne of shit, it doesn't matter, I will one day, I will build a kingdom of God that is countless times stronger than Asgard, which belongs to me! Our kingdom of God!"

said Victor in the second half of the sentence, looking at the demons.

Victor, who has the ability to travel the world and does not have to borrow money everywhere, is very confident, and one day, it will stand at

the apex of the entire universe! No, the entire multiverse, the apex of the entire Marvel universe!

Make the demons turn into tattoos and return to Victor -

the magic bird on the upper left body, the shadow cat on the upper right body, the painted snake on the lower left body, the gunman on the lower right body, and the mud monster with black hair.

Victor scratched his pure black hair and thought with a wry smile, how to explain to Frigga that he dyed his blonde hair black?

Victor opened it, and his face changed suddenly-

"The Third Prince, Victor Odinson's crown, personally enlightened

" "Recently, the God King launched a conquest order, please rush back to Asgard as soon as possible to participate in the battle against the Bayers. "

Your loyalty, liaison officer Dam Gillierd.

"Yes, I just accepted the throne!"

cursed Victor, turned the ship around, and rushed in the direction of Asgard.

Unlike Victor's irritability, Asgard at this time, it was a loud gong and drum, and firecrackers sounded in unison.

As the most warlike and powerful race in the known universe, the Asgardians are either fighting and plundering or on the way to war and plunder.

This was supposed to be a cruel and bloody race, but the great god king Odin, who ascended the throne, bound them and ruled them.

With honor as the reins and war as the reward, Asgard is renewed.

When the prince was born, all the civilizations of the universe thought that

the time when the Asgardians casually started wars, shouted about taking honor, and beat everyone to the ground.

After five hundred years, the god king Odin issued another conquest order.

The long-hungry Asa God Clan has ushered in a new!