Seeing Wally's crazy look, Braki didn't have time to think about it and flashed out again!

As expected, Wally, who was wrapped in sarcoma, missed again.

Before being polluted, Vali was just a sub-god. Although he could beat three Braki with one hand in the past, Braki is no longer the same as before.

Braki also barely adapted to his inexplicably increased speed, and grabbed Vali's neck with his backhand, holding him firmly in place.

"What are you talking about? Whose voice is driving you crazy? There are only two of us here..."

Before Braki finished his words, a tumor as big as a fist suddenly appeared on the back of Wally's neck where his palm was clasped. A hideous crack burst out from the surface of the tumor, and countless scarlet worms crawled out, turning into a big mouth and biting towards Braki's palm.

Braki cried out in surprise and suddenly loosened his arms, narrowly avoiding the attack.

“Hehe…”

A strange laugh came from Wally's throat, and his eyes, full of pain, slowly closed.

The squirming insect eyes all over his body seemed to come alive, and they turned at the same time, locking onto Braki not far away!

As Wally raised his hand, the ground beneath the feet of the two began to turn into desert visibly. The dry air rolled up the misty yellow sand, like huge hands grabbing towards Braki's body like lightning!

While Braki was dodging the sand, he looked at Wally's hideous and weird smile, and his heart sank immediately.

Although he didn't know what had happened to Wally, he was sure that the Norse god in front of him who was laughing eerily was definitely not the Wally he knew... It was those strange insect eyes on his body that controlled him!

Braki gritted his teeth, took down the harp behind him, plucked it lightly with his fingertips, and a burst of rapid music rang out.

At the same time, a low voice of reciting poetry came from his throat.

"...The butterfly in my dream, you are like my crying heart, like thunderstorms..."

A violent hurricane mixed with roaring lightning suddenly erupted from in front of Braki, smashing the flying yellow sand and submerging Wally's figure!

Lightning flashed through the ruins like a snake. Violent explosions erupted from the falling lightning. Flames shot straight into the sky, illuminating Braki's stunned face with an incomparable brightness.

Braki's chanting stopped abruptly.

"My poem..." Braki looked around at the devastated land, his eyes full of confusion, "Strange, could it be that my mood today is so consistent with this poem?"

Like Lin Qiye's [Poet of the Sky], Braki can also visualize the content of the recitation through the resonance between his heart and the poem. The stronger the resonance, the greater the lethality.

However, in the actual war between gods, no one would wait for Braki to slowly build up his emotions, pluck the strings and sing, and most of the time, he would not have any murderous intent or other negative emotions in his heart, so his fighting power was absolutely at the bottom among the main gods and even the lesser gods.

But the power of the poem he recited today was beyond his imagination.

The lightning hurricane gradually dissipated, and Wally's body was already charred black. Large pieces of tumorous insect eyes fell off the surface of his body, and more tumors continued to emerge from the depths of his flesh and blood...

Wally staggered forward, leaving bloody footprints with every step, his eyes closed, like a corpse controlled by a tumor.

Seeing this scene, Braki's eyes were filled with complexity...

He knew that Wally was probably beyond saving.

He sighed deeply, hardened his heart and plucked the strings again, and another violent hurricane of lightning and lightning surged out.

This time, he directly turned Wally's inhuman body into a blood mist that carried with it pieces of gray-white ashes that scattered all over the sky.

"I'm sorry..." Braki stood outside the ashes, his expression extremely sad.

Since he became a god, this should be the first time he killed a god with his own hands.

After killing Wally who had turned into a monster, Braki stood alone in the ruins and could vaguely hear a series of painful wails coming from all directions.

"Is Wally not the only one who has become like this?" Braki muttered to himself with worry in his eyes.

"This is a big trouble..."

He turned his head and looked at the sacred mountain that towered into the clouds not far away. At the top of the sacred mountain, a temple with thick smoke billowing out was already in ruins.

"Shit, Eden!"

Braki seemed to have thought of something, his eyes narrowed slightly, he gritted his teeth, and his body turned into a streak of light, rushing quickly towards the temple on the top of the sacred mountain!

…

Palace of the God King!

A pair of bloody, charred arms were raised with difficulty, tightly grasping the Eternal Spear in front of the chest...

Thor, who was nailed to the wreckage of the throne, tried with all his strength to pull the gun out of his chest. Lightning flashed and his whole body trembled violently.

puff--!

He suddenly spat out a mouthful of blood, loosened his hands weakly, and a pair of bloody handprints remained on the gun barrel.

He can't do it.

A faint murmur began to echo in his ears. Disgusting tumors sprouted from under the charred flesh, and Thor's face looked extremely ugly.

Thor's eyes were bloodshot. He could clearly see the devastated Asgard under the sacred mountain through the broken temple door...

Damn it!

Damn it!!

Is there no other way?!

The Spear of Eternity that Odin had driven into the world with his own hands was simply not something he could pull out at his current state... unless he also broke through to the "Supreme" level!

Suddenly, as if he thought of something, he raised his head and looked towards the roof of the temple!

“Origin…” Thor’s eyes gradually lit up, and his expression became crazy. “Origin! Asgard can still be saved!!”

Thor, who was nailed to the remains of the throne by the Spear of Eternity, roared, and violent lightning burst out from his body, directly rolling onto the roof of the devastated temple.

The next moment, a hazy phantom light gushed out from the void like sea water, illuminating the blood-colored temple like a dream... In the center of this phantom sea, a crystal prism was floating silently.

Odin did not take away the origin of Asgard, that is to say, as long as he takes a desperate measure and forcibly integrates the origin into his body, there is a glimmer of hope to impact the "Supreme". In this way, he can take off the Spear of Eternity from his body!

As a fellow "Supreme", he might be able to kill Odin after he was consumed by the three goddesses of fate!

As long as Odin is killed, the source of pollution in Asgard will be destroyed, and this kingdom of God will be reborn!