The Endless Shuttle

Standing up, his whole body was covered with a layer of brilliance. Blonde hair grew like tassels to the waist. The white plaid shirt on the upper body was replaced by a gray Nordic aristocratic classic robe, and gold strappy shoes on the feet, and two platinum flames appeared out of thin air above the shoulders.

Loki - the form of God of Disobedience!

Instead of spending time and meticulously thinking about countermeasures, it is better to leave the body to instinct. Desperately looking for light in a desperate situation, isn't this the most exciting game!

"Sleipnir!"

Calling for his child loudly, the eight-legged steed suddenly appeared from the space, hunched up Loki, and galloped away into the deeper darkness of the sewer like a gust of wind.

Xma didn't stop Loki, just watched with his third eye.

Then he said:

"Senna, are you ready for the "melting pot" in the second half? "

"It was over fifteen minutes ago. I have drawn all the runes you asked me to draw on the designated spot."

Above the sewer, water-like ripples appeared on the wall, Xerma's disciple Senna got her head out of it, and looked at her master with a complicated expression.

In order to protect the cub, Kesma buried her at the bottom of the barrier with good intentions, so that there was no ashes left to avoid being burned by Loki.

""Vulcan", "Evil God", "God of Mischief" Loki... Master, are you all aiming at him? The magician actually preyed on the gods..."

She finally had a clear understanding of the strength of her master.

Ordinary people, no, even the power that the heroes of the other world can't match in their lifetime, is now waving to themselves? Senna's heart trembled violently.

What is more charming than poppies is "power"...the power that can control fate.

"We are mystics, the mystics of the Cthulhu Department, how many times do you have to say it before you understand... Forget it, just watch in the depths. What I can do now, with your aptitude, just study hard It can be done in the future.”

"Hunting gods like you?" Sena asked.

"As long as you want to, and have that sufficient ability."

Senna nodded silently, and retreated back to the depths of the "Death Star Furnace", watching the battle between the mystic and the gods.

Xma pointed to the wall with his index finger wearing a black leather glove, and the four adapted "Shadow Loki" started to move in a twisted and stiff posture.

The magic power was greatly lost, but the movements of the shadows became smoother and smoother.

After the warm-up, except for still maintaining the gray coat and cold expressionless faces, the actions of the Shadow Lokis are no different from the real Lokis.

Stepping forward, the four shadows chased after Loki in the direction in which he was escaping.

While running, their figures flickered in Kesma's vision, and Loki's "existence" power was perfectly inherited by the shadows, and began to activate purposefully, affecting all the perceptions present, including Loki .

At the same time, Cosma was about to follow and started moving towards Loki's "cemetery".

——The last handful of loess must be covered by him.

Going beyond common sense is for God. If this cunning Vulcan really finds a loophole and breaks through his own clones one by one with the uncertainty of the God of Disobedience, perhaps the situation will really be reversed.

Cosma wouldn't give him the chance.

If he could activate the "White Gospel", perhaps he wouldn't have to go through such troublesome preparations for the "Death Star Furnace"... Kesma thought regretfully.

Without Rope, he couldn't do anything.

"Nightmare Looting" and "White Gospel" are both Rope's abilities. Even if he is a stand-in himself, he has no right to use the reflection of the soul of the body and the blessings of the evil gods.

"Immediately, soon..."Go home"...And then, never use this magic again..." With a wry smile, Kesma temporarily closed her third eye to take a rest.

Roiger and Zar's magical "two-dimensional existence" is not freedom for Cosma.

It is the pain of rootless duckweed.

Chapter 186: Confrontation of Fire and Fire

In the dark, the horse gallops.

With eight-legged gray temples, it is the fastest horse in Nordic mythology.

Vulcan once turned into a mare and lived with the giant horse Vadir Fari, gave birth to it, and dedicated it to Odin.

Therefore, Loki is both its mother and its father. Sleipnir obeys Loki's dispatch as a subordinate god, providing him with the most superior mobility.

But now, it seems that this mobility is useless at all in this activated tunnel.

After running for a long time, Loki, who realized something was wrong, ordered the child under him: "Stop! Sleipnir."

The gray horse stopped running immediately.

"Hiss -"

Slightly bending the horse's hooves to allow Loki to get off his back more conveniently, Sleipnir's eyes began to alert the surroundings, preventing any enemies from approaching secretly.

"It really is like this... a repeated space cycle."

Loki stroked the wall, and the bloody lines that hadn't dried out had already merged with the concrete wall, and the dreamy and gloomy light shone on Vulcan's handsome and twitching cheeks.

Sleipnir is the fastest horse. Even though Loki's own strength is weakened, so that he can't play the "superior speed" characteristic, it is impossible for a short sewer in a town to trap them for such a long time.

The only explanation is that this enchantment technique comes with the effect of "space circulation" - no matter how you move forward, you are just standing still.

"ha……"

The blond God of Disobedience rubbed his brows helplessly. "It's safe... Sleipnir, we plan to delay time by relying on your speed. The power to consume that conjurer before my power is exhausted has been calculated. In this way, there is no other way but to head-on Ah. I hate this, especially when I'm fighting myself - four!!"

Loki stretched out four fingers and exaggeratedly said to Sleipnir.

"It's a dead end, right? Surely it's a dead end? When I was in full strength, I was still sure to fight those puppets, but now it's a dead end. No one knows better than me how tricky my "existence" power is." ! "

"Yu..."

"Tch, you are always such an optimistic silly boy."

Loki said disgustedly: "Yes, yes, I know that "gods have no eternal life", and Ragnarok is the fate of our Norse gods. Hundreds of years are indeed enough. But don't you feel uncomfortable being killed by mortals like this? "

His strength is more than that.

Megatron in the Nordic pantheon, the "Vulcan", which even Odin cannot ignore, has been repeatedly weakened and defeated again and again, without even benefiting from the spell called 'Xma' Asking for it from the teacher made Loki very angry.

Sleipnir stopped answering the phone. Knowing his father's personality, he knew that at a very critical moment, as long as you answer Loki's words, there will be endless complaints immediately.

Sure enough, after a while seeing that his child stopped talking, Loki also closed his mouth bored.

"Silly kid who won't ease the atmosphere..."