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Chapter 2096 Chapter 2112 Brother and sister kill each other, I go to hell (1 update)

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    The dull sound echoed in the Golden Palace, and also passed into the hearts of every creature in Asgard.

    Hela, who was enjoying a sumptuous lunch on the viewing platform, raised her eyebrows, picked up the napkin on the table, wiped the corners of her mouth, and threw away the napkin, which was said to be woven from unicorn fur and contained gorgeous cloud patterns.

    She stood up and slowly stretched her hands and feet, with a look of curiosity in her eyes: "Interesting, you dare to challenge me after getting the Eternal Spear, is that you? Thor."

    As she spoke, she jumped lightly and flew quickly towards the Golden Palace.

    A moment later, she walked into the Golden Palace and looked at the high throne at the end of the straight passage: "It is indeed you, my little brother."

    Thor imitated Odin¡¯s previous posture, leaning on the throne, holding the armrest with one hand and holding the Eternal Spear in the other.

    He looked at Hela who was approaching slowly from the corner of his eyes: "I thought you were at least an Asgardian."

    "You are wrong, I am Asgard." Hela said with a mocking smile: "And you are just little parasites on Asgard."

    Thor was not angry: "So, you not only killed all the guards, but also arrested the civilians for interrogation, just to find the key to open the Rainbow Bridge and continue your journey of massacre?"

    Hela stepped closer: "Yes, you are angry?"

    Thor turned his head: "No, you make me feel sick. My father's biggest mistake was to give birth to a freak like you, and the most correct thing was to imprison you."

    Hela¡¯s face finally darkened.

    She didn¡¯t care that Thor called her a freak, as there was no brother-sister relationship between the two parties.

    She was angry that Thor actually used her imprisonment to slap her in the face.

    Because she was really imprisoned.

    "Very good." Taking a deep breath, she wiped her hands through her hair.

    The originally loose black hair was covered by a blue-black helmet like antlers, and his hands were stretched diagonally to both sides of the body.

    Amidst the clanging sound, two blue-black long swords popped out of her hands: "Pay the price for your arrogant words, little brother."

    The figure flashed, she appeared in front of the throne, and struck Thor's head with a sword.

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    The Eternal Spear turned from vertical to horizontal, blocked the sword, and then swept across violently.

    Hela held up another sword and was swept away by the spear for a few steps.

    Thor stood up and pointed a gun at her with one hand: "It seems that your strength is not enough, Hela."

    Hela gently turned the swords with both hands, making them dance in circles beside her: "When I step on you later, I hope you can still be so harsh."

    As she finished speaking, she rushed forward again, slashing at Thor with the sword in both hands like a violent storm.

    Thor was not to be outdone. The golden spear danced vigorously and collided with the sword crazily.

    Amid the jingling of bells and swords, two siblings with deep hatreds mingled in front of their father's throne.

    The difference is that Hela simply enjoys fighting and watching Thor's defeat little by little.

    She likes to watch her enemies change from strong and brave to fearful and desperate, and in the end they can only beg for her forgiveness in a weak, helpless and pitiful manner.

    The taste of death and despair is so wonderful.

    Hela, who is addicted to violently torturing her little brother, does not know that the defense measures of the Golden Palace have been activated, cutting off internal and external communications.

    Outside, the first-level clone, which had arrived for a month, put on the V-vest that had not been used for a long time and launched a frantic attack on the skeleton soldiers.

    Along with him, there are a hundred floating turrets that can be picked up at any time.

    The skeleton soldiers did not receive new instructions from Hela, and were gradually attracted by the fierce firepower of the first-level clone.

    The emergency evacuation order was issued after the Golden Palace was closed, and everyone in Asgard heard Thor's voice deep in their minds.

    The voice was like a repeater, repeating the evacuation method over and over again, letting everyone know what to do.

    They left their homes and buildings where they had been trapped for many days and rushed to the nearest evacuation point.

    Hundreds of stealth spacecraft began to enter the Asgard realm, but no alarm was issued.

    The giant wolf Fenrir, who was taking a nap in the central square of the city, raised his head alertly, his green eyes scanning the surroundings, and his ears twitching slightly.

    The fool who popped up just now has been surrounded by skeleton soldiers, and he is too lazy to care.

    At this moment, the sound of many people moving can be heard in my ears, this is behavior not allowed by Hela.

    Although these people are weak chickens, it must take action.

    Shaking its body, it took steps and ran towards the area where the largest number of people gathered.

    Under drone surveillance, the first-level clone V immediately noticed this "big boss guard".

    In the previous battle, he deliberately chose to be near this dead dog, just to attract it.

    ¡°It turned out that this dead dog was lazier than a gold nugget. He just turned his head and glanced at it, then put his head down and continued to take a nap.

    Let the floating artillery group continue to attract skeleton soldiers, and V rises into the sky.

    Just when Fenrir chased a group of Asgardians who were gathering more than 200 meters away, he suddenly felt a heat in his anus, and something kept getting into his body from behind.

    Then, the dull sound of gunshots reached its ears.

    Fenrir shook the uncomfortable dolphin vigorously, and his green eyes seemed to be burning.

    Although it has been resurrected from the dead and is considered a semi-undead creature, Chrysanthemum will not feel comfortable if it is shot with a bunch of high-explosive bullets.

    The feeling is similar to that of squatting on the toilet after eating too much chili pepper.

    The first-level clone remained unmoved. The special cannon in his hand still maintained its rhythm and fired loudly. He still complained in his heart: Even if he is lazy, he is still so ugly!  Not cute at all.

    "Compared to the golden hair and honest expression of my dog's head, the dead dog in front of me has black and gray hair, which looks dirty.

    With those green eyes and ferocious expression, it¡¯s not cute at all.

    With this look, you still have the nerve to be a dog?  Lu Mou complained in his heart, and decisively used special alloy bullets to smear the ugly dog's face.

    Fenrir's old face only felt itchy and stinging with needles. He couldn't help but get furious and looked up to the sky and howled: "Ouch"

    A series of bullets immediately flew towards its big mouth.

    Fenrir subconsciously closed his big mouth, and the second half of his howl turned into a pitiful: "Woo!?"

    The first-level clone was suspended dozens of meters away from it. The machine gun in its hand temporarily stopped firing and taunted: "A body like a mountain, with a mouth that swallows the sun and the moon? That's it?"

    Fenrir was stunned for a moment, and then he realized: What bullets are he afraid of?  This was simply caused by the discomfort of the chrysanthemum.

    After the sudden realization, what followed was anger and shame.

    The green light in its eyes was like burning, fluctuating violently, its limbs kicked hard on the ground, its mouth opened, and it rushed towards the first-level clone suspended in the air.

    A huge suction force surged out from its mouth and enveloped the first-level clone. The black cloak behind it roared fiercely and rolled forward.

    Being swept forward together with the cloak was the clone himself.

    The first-level clone tilted his head and stared at the huge mouth of the abyss: "If I don't go to hell, who will."

    Before he finished speaking, he accelerated his body and rushed towards Fenrir's big mouth.  (Remember the website address: www.hlnovel.com
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