"Let's go downstairs and talk. Standing so high up, you're not tired, but I'm annoyed."
Li Xuanzu did not answer, but instead carried Fu Yu directly downwards.
He had already seen through the other party's intentions.
If that giant sword, which is over a thousand meters long, really comes down, there's not much to worry about.
However, Fu Yu has no ability to fly, so aerial combat is still too dangerous.
"Hmph, you'd better not try anything funny!"
Tyr glanced at Li Xuanzu, and the phantom that was over a thousand meters tall kept shrinking until it stopped when it was only a little over two meters tall.
Even though he had shrunk in size, Tyr's eyes remained fierce as he stared intently at Li Xuanzu, his sword at his waist ready to be drawn at any moment.
"Didn't Huang Jianshu tell you what I'm going to do in the Nordic region?"
"Huh? You mean you really intend to fight me and then drain the blood of our people?"
With a "whoosh," Tyr drew his longsword, the tip pointing directly at Li Xuanzu.
"I thought you were just joking, but I never expected you to be so arrogant!"
"Or do you think that because you've defeated those evil gods and miscellaneous deities, you can fight me?"
Tyr's hair, like seaweed in water, was blown up by an unknown current and swayed incessantly.
He raised his shield and greatsword and struck them together forcefully.
A deafening roar resounded, and the ground immediately cracked open in several places, resembling a spider web.
Meanwhile, the reconnaissance team from the Kingdom of Thousand Lakes had already fled.
When gods fight, mortals suffer. Even if they are believers in the gods, it doesn't mean they believe they can participate in the gods' battles.
As the sword clashed with the shield, Tyr's aura intensified once more.
"Fu Yu, you and Da Hei hold Him off and wait for me."
Just as Li Xuanzu was thinking of training Fu Yu, he summoned out the large black dog that had been dormant in his body for a long time without any effect.
The black mist surged and gathered in Fu Yu's two hands.
"My energy is too weak; it can only allow you to barely touch the other party, and it can't cover a large area."
Dahei's voice rang in Fu Yu's mind.
Looking at his arms, which were as black as ink, Fu Yu didn't think much and punched Tyr's left-hand shield with all his might.
That shield must have been no ordinary object; Fu Yuqian's body, forged from drops of her essence blood, could only barely break a corner of it.
However, due to the recoil, several bones in her hands broke, and her palms twisted into a bizarre shape.
Big Black was in even worse shape. The shield was formed by Tyr using divine power, and Big Black was much weaker than Tyr. Fu Yu's punch had consumed most of its power.
Tyr was knocked back two steps by the immense force, and only managed to regain his balance by plunging his greatsword deep into the ground.
When he looked up again, his face was full of disbelief.
This isn't actually incomprehensible. After all, Dahei is a fifth-tier monster. Even if it's weaker than a god, it only served as a vessel for that attack.
Even if Li Xuanzu's entire essence and blood were transferred to Fu Yu, the effect wouldn't be much different.
It wasn't that Fu Yu had reached its limit, but rather that it couldn't withstand the overwhelming impact.
Direct contact with a divine projection already requires consuming a large amount of energy within the body.
Fu Yu's hand quickly recovered, and the ability that Da Hei had given it to contact the gods could not be maintained, so it slipped into Li Xuanzu's body in a flash.
Just as Tyr was trying to see what was causing Him to lose, he suddenly realized that His body was beginning to solidify.
Li Xuanzu wasn't just watching the battle; he was looking for a place to activate the Divine Binding Technique.
Tyr certainly had reason to be proud; Li Xuanzu spent more time restraining His true form than he had restrained any other god.
Although this time was only a little over a second, it was enough to prove how much faith power had accumulated in the Nordic region.
It wouldn't be an exaggeration to say it's massive.
"Human, you really do know sorcery!"
The shock in Tyr's eyes flashed by, followed by a surge of anger.
"Alright, Fu Yu, you can continue. Just don't kill him. Losing an arm is no problem."
Li Xuanzu spoke up to remind Fu Yu.
Tyr has come in his true form now. What if he dies if he's not careful?
"You think too highly of me."
When Fu Yu enters battle mode, she is no longer the gentle rabbit she usually is.
Dahei's departure made her think she wouldn't have much of a chance to shine, but Li Xuanzu's words undoubtedly excited her again.
"Damn it, am I being looked down upon?"
Tyr drew his greatsword from the ground and swung it at Fu Yu with the force of a sweeping attack.
Fu Yu's years of martial arts training were not for nothing; his side kick, delivered with such force, nearly caused Tyr to lose his grip on his weapon.
Taking advantage of this opening, Fu Yu pressed forward again, raised his knee and kicked again, using the force to deliver a triple kick, and Tyr's huge body crashed to the ground.
It looks like... it's over?
"It's not over yet!"
Tyr's leather armor was pierced in several places by Fu Yu.
Even though his true form was restrained by Li Xuanzu, he was nothing more than a slightly stronger flesh and blood body.
Thump! Thump! Thump!
Three muffled thuds sounded, and Fu Yu, who was standing on the ground looking down at Tyr, suddenly coughed up a mouthful of blood.
"My name is Tyr, the glory of the northern gods. I am the witness, the creator, and... the terminator!"
"Thump" "Thump" "Thump".
It was like the sound of drumming.
This time it was much more urgent, and Tyr did a somersault, flipping himself up from the ground.
That wasn't the sound of drums; it was the beating of His heart.
"Boom!"
As if welcoming Tyr, dark clouds began to gather in the sky, and rolling thunderclouds converged above Tyr's head, with flashes of white light constantly passing through them.
When Tyr fully rose and raised his greatsword above his head, all the lightning bolts that had been waiting in the sky struck down, their impact concentrated on the tip of the sword.
Blue-white electrical charges coiled around Tyr's greatsword. He tossed the shield aside and wielded the sword with both hands.
"Fu Yu, step back!"
Li Xuanzu looked at the thunderclouds in the sky and sensed that something was wrong.
When did Tyr, the God of War, acquire abilities related to lightning?
unless...
Before Li Xuanzu could even think, a voice rang out.
"You scum from the Dragon Kingdom, how dare you hurt my child? Are you tired of living?"
A majestic voice came from the clouds.
"Damn, is it really Odin?"
Li Xuanzu rarely swore.
Odin is not the god of thunder, but in terms of divine power alone, the thunderous power of Thor, the strongest warrior in Norse mythology, was bestowed upon him by Odin.
Thor's power stemmed solely from his divine strength, so when Li Xuanzu saw the lightning, his first thought was of Odin, the Allfather, not Thor.
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