Under normal circumstances, if a crowbar is swung on the back of a person's head, he will either die or be disabled.

However, it may be that the natural physical attribute of this crowbar is that of a "sword", so it is always a bit meaningless when used as a blunt instrument. It may also be that the body structure of dark elves is just different from that of ordinary earthlings.

The head is extremely hard. After turning into a cursed warrior, a layer of ugly armor was added to the head, which may make it more resistant to beatings.

Leon swung the crowbar on the back of the cursed warrior's head. In addition to knocking him down and making him unable to stand up for a long time, only the huge bump on the back of his head proved the damage caused by this blow.

.

"Hey, this young man is very polite."

Leon and Loki looked at each other and smiled, one after another, sandwiching the unlucky dark elf guard captain, the cursed warrior who had just woken up from his long sleep and almost slept forever again, bidding farewell to this beautiful world.

"You... you...!"

On one side was a strange guy who had wiped off the blood on the crowbar and was leaning on the crowbar and looking at him sideways without looking serious.

On the other side is...

Why, wasn't this guy in jail just now?

That's the direction you pointed me in!

The cursed warrior felt in his heart that he seemed to have fallen into a trap.

"So you can talk!"

Leon took out the two guns from the space slyly, and while the cursed warrior stared at Loki fiercely, he traced the conspicuous big bag with a childlike attitude, and directly gave him a spear.

The sounds are not very uniform, some are quite crisp, and some are very muffled.

However, the cry of the Cursed Warrior did prove that he could indeed speak.

"He's not dead yet? His head is really strong! Loki, come here, give him some hard blows! Loki, Lo...Eh? You're bleeding!"

The armor on Loki's body became blurred and trembled, almost unable to hold on.

He looked down at the small hole in his arm, and saw that a strange-looking bullet was gradually disappearing.

"You...you really didn't mean it?"

Loki really doubted this.

How can you hit someone so far away?!

"Well...you won't believe me if I say I didn't mean it. I also think this statement is a bit insulting to my marksmanship, okay."

Leon nodded calmly: "I did it on purpose."

Loki really wanted to give Leon a big mouth, but now is not the time to talk about that as the enemy is facing him.

The plan is the most important thing. This involves... the position of God King.

and……

Although he doesn't want to admit it, he does have to say that Loki feels that he is no match for Leon.

If they really fight, desperate for their lives, Loki doesn't know what will happen, but what he knows is that once Leon uses the transformation from last time...

"Hey, why are you vomiting? It's so bad! We are forming a team now. Do you know how this affects my image?"

Loki wiped his mouth and ignored Leon. He looked at the cursed warrior holding a small grenade in his hand and slowly retreating step by step. He reminded Leon: "Don't let him escape. That thing in his hand is very dangerous.

besides……"

The wound on Loki's arm was no longer bleeding, and the magical armor was automatically restored, covering the bleeding place.

After a sideways glance, Loki raised his head and tried to sound less forceful: "Leon, don't use the gun. That iron rod is pretty good."

"Hahahaha, I think so too. Take my sword!"

Leon never plays his cards according to the routine, and here he was having a haha ​​with Rocky, and suddenly he took action.

This time, it was the lower third lane.

"hiss……!"

Loki tightened his legs as if on conditioned reflex, and his face was a little distorted.

He glanced at the iron rod in Leon's hand that had an exaggerated arc and was sharpened and split at the top...

Looking at the pitiful appearance of the cursed warrior who was unable to speak or even dare to breathe as he collapsed on the ground and kept twitching, Loki once again determined a principle in his heart: no matter what, no matter what!

Never become Leon's enemy!

absolute!!!

After kicking the guy on the ground, Leon turned around and asked Loki: "I said...hey, why are you so surprised? I won't hit you, so why are you running away."

Loki, who jumped three meters away, coughed awkwardly and reluctantly took two steps forward: "What are you doing?"

Leon stretched the crowbar forward, scaring Loki so much that he almost jumped out again.

"Bring me some water. Aren't you known as the number one mage in the nine realms? Come and get some water for me to wash.

I thought this guy didn't have this shortcoming, but I didn't expect it... Eh~~~ I don't want to be reluctant to use a crowbar in the future.

This thing is pretty useful, right?"

"Yes, yes, yes!"

Loki nodded and almost became a ghost.

Everything you say is right, as long as you don't point this thing at me again!

After carefully rinsing it with water in the vase for a long time, Leon finally felt relieved.

Turning his head, Loki was still standing far behind him, but his eyes were fixed on the cursed warrior lying on the ground.

"How do you want to... deal with this guy?"

Loki was asking Leon, because he always believed that Leon had some strange obsession with killing people.

Although this unlucky guy is on Asgard's territory and wants to rob Asgardians of Asgardian things, but!!

Since he was defeated by Leon, an earthling, Loki recognized that Leon had complete power to deal with this guy.

"I don't care. You can do whatever you want with it."

Leon's answer really surprised Loki.

Is this the same Lyon I know who is so vicious that he can even beat his own teammates?

Although he had promised before that he would help him win the position of God King of Asgard, and Loki also extracted from the lines of Leon's words, either implicitly or directly: God King Odin may also be interested in this.

The situation acquiesced to this kind of information, but when Leon "went against his will" to help his former enemy, Loki really felt a little flattered.

"Lion, thank you..."

"Stop having Stockholm Syndrome."

"Side...what the hell?"

"Nothing."

Leon shook his head decisively and changed the subject: "Your mother and your sister-in-law are still watching over there. What are you going to do? Hurry up. There is also a white-faced dark elf leader waiting over there."

Leon raised the physics holy sword in his hand and waved it twice: "I hope he can take two more blows..."

After listening to Leon's words, Loki turned back to look at his mother.

Frigga was as happy as when she saw her young and ignorant son suddenly taking home a certificate. Her joy was beyond words, and she clapped twice with a smile on her face.

"Ha ha ha ha!"

After laughing a few times freely, Leon even felt that Loki's bones might have become a few ounces lighter and he felt a little taller.

He crossed his hands and swung them downwards, and two small dark green daggers appeared in his hands.

With a confident and completely different smile than before, Loki turned around and said: "Ladies, the next scene may be a bit bloody. Please..."

"Oh, you talk a lot of nonsense, use your two little toothpicks to poke him!"

At critical moments, Lyon has always been good at ruining the atmosphere.

However, Loki didn't care anymore.

Prick hard.

One head, one heart.

The cursed warrior died in Loki's hands with a smile on his face and tears on his face.

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