The Comprehensive Evolution of American Comics

While taking the opportunity to pick up his weapon again, Laufey sized up the helmeted figure who had suddenly appeared before him.

This person was nearly three meters tall, close to his own size, and covered head to toe in blood red. He wore a double-horned helmet, and only a sliver of deep red light could be seen from the gaps in his mask, like the man's eyes.

His upper body was almost bare, with only a spiked wristband wrapped around his wrist. His lower body was covered by a battle skirt.

Laufey faced this person. If one ignored their completely opposite skin colors, the two looked like they were from the same tribe.

Laufey carried his giant axe on his shoulder. Although the red-skinned strongman in front of him didn't say a word, he could feel the monstrous killing intent erupting from the other's body like a volcano. This almost tangible killing intent and rage made even him feel a palpitation of fear.

Laufey smirked. This was the most interesting opponent he had encountered since descending to Midgard. If the situation wasn't inappropriate and the task assigned to him wasn't yet completed, he would have really liked to extend an olive branch to the other party.

"Huff... Huff..." Frank gasped for breath. Fortunately, he had released the lantern beast hidden in his lantern ring in that critical situation, otherwise he might have been seriously injured.

As expected of the Giant King, his experience, skills, and thinking were the best of any opponent he had faced. If he didn't use his full strength, he was likely to be defeated at this stage.

"Leave this to me," Frank said, straightening up without looking back at Han Yamei and the others who were supporting each other.

"Some giant minions ran out earlier. You guys go and deal with those minions. This battle is not something you can interfere with."

"Understood," Han Yamei said as she stood up with Zhu'er's support. She wouldn't try to be a hero. Even revealing her true form, she was no match for the opponent. Staying here would only be a hindrance. It was better to listen obediently and do something practical.

So, under Han Yamei's command, the other members of the team chased after the direction the giants had left in. Strangely, Laufey didn't stop them this time.

"What's your relationship with the Dark Elves?" Frank asked, moving his body. "Why are you invading Earth?"

"You ask too many questions, Midgardian," Laufey said, holding the axe in his hand. "Now is not the time for conversation. You need to win this battle first, otherwise you are not qualified to question Laufey."

"Looks like you can't wait to accept your defeat," Frank grinned, revealing shark-like teeth, coupled with the overflowing red energy, making him look like a bloodthirsty beast.

Laufey was not afraid. Frank had not reached the point where he needed to take him seriously. The only thing in this room that he needed to pay attention to was that red strongman, but Laufey was confident that he would not lose, even in a two-on-one fight.

"Crack!"

Frank took the lead, a layer of crimson energy covering his body, granting him the ability to fly. In the blink of an eye, he had rushed in front of Laufey, and the sharp blade condensed in his hand stabbed towards Laufey's eyes.

Laufey snorted coldly at the sight, only slightly turning his body. The blood-red blade brushed past his temple and accurately stabbed his shoulder armor, making a ding sound.

Blocking Frank's blade, Laufey stepped on the ground, his strength coming from it. His body seemed to just sway, but it had already pushed Frank away.

Facing the wide-open Frank, he pressed his advantage, stepping forward with his left foot sideways, using the shoulder armor on his left shoulder to meet Frank's charge.

Seeing that he couldn't dodge in time, the red light on Frank's lantern ring shone brightly. The lantern beast, Blood Butcher, who was originally a dozen meters away, came to his front in the blink of an eye, reaching out his hands to block Laufey's charge.

"Bang!"

After a muffled sound, one red and one blue giant beast collided, and for a time, they were evenly matched, neither able to do anything to the other. The two muscle tanks were locked in a stalemate.

Laufey was alarmed. This red-skinned strongman was almost as strong as him. No, it should be said that he was even stronger than him. Laufey had already charged for a distance, while Blood Butcher was standing in place to take the hit.

Not only that, but even so, Laufey couldn't make his opponent move even a bit, which meant that he had lost to the enemy in front of him in his most proud strength.

But he wasn't afraid. He could become the King of Jotunheim, relying on more than just brute force.

Laufey tightened his grip on the axe handle. Bone-chilling coldness was stimulated from his body and climbed up the axe handle to the axe blade, and in a short moment, a layer of solid ice condensed on the axe blade, gradually encroaching on Blood Butcher's hands.

Even Frank, who was several body lengths away, could feel this bone-chilling coldness. One could imagine what the consequences would be if he were to make direct contact.

But Blood Butcher was not an ordinary creature. He was a lantern beast, the incarnation of the energy of rage in the emotional spectrum. He never feared any attacks from his enemies. This level of coldness could not hurt him.

Blood Butcher's red light shone brightly, and a large amount of rage energy burst out from his body. This power brought extreme heat, instantly melting the ice covering him.

Seeing that the lantern beast had restrained the enemy, Frank would not let go of this opportunity. He flew to Laufey's side and opened his bloody mouth, spitting out blood that had been replaced by rage energy.

The blood of the Red Lantern Corps members was extremely special. As early as when they accepted the Red Lantern Ring, their hearts had lost their function and no longer supplied blood. The lantern ring became the new heart, and the blood was also replaced by rage energy.

Their blood had the property of burning, like real flames. This 'flame' could even burn in a vacuum and in water, and ordinary methods could not extinguish them at all.

And this dangerous thing was all over the Red Lantern Corps members' bodies. They were like aliens, and sometimes damaged bodies were more threatening than intact ones.

But unlike aliens, Red Lantern Corps members could make good use of this weapon. They could spit out 'blood' at any time and place according to their own wishes, just like Frank was doing now.

The constantly burning liquid energy sprayed towards Laufey overwhelmingly. Sensing the danger, Laufey released his hands and chose to retreat at the first moment, but it was ultimately a step too late.

A small puddle of energy still stuck to his right hand. With a sizzling sound, the blood that stained Laufey's hand immediately burned, and a burnt smell was smelled after a moment.

Laufey's eyes narrowed, and a large amount of cold air surged from his body. He manipulated the strength of his whole body to condense the cold air on his right hand, fighting against the flame, but the cold air could only hover around his elbow and could not get any closer.

The cold air and the flame stood against each other, fighting against each other with Laufey's elbow as the boundary.