Chapter 255 Dead River and Odin, Stalemate
Death River calmly looked at the God King who suddenly appeared and brought death.
Is Odin powerful?
He is powerful. He may be the strongest enemy in the battle data recorded by Baimo who fought with real swords and guns in this posture and environment.
Compared with those so-called dragon kings who shouted "authority", Odin's pressure on people is direct and straightforward. For him, the so-called authority is not as great as the destructive power brought by the thrown magic spear with a sure hit.
The rain in the sky is getting heavier and heavier. Gradually, with the thunder in the sky, this place has turned into a downpour.
But this can't stop the fierce battle between the two. On the contrary, because of the heavy rain and storm, it has entered the moment of decisive battle.
Odin raised his hand and raised Gungnir. He pointed the tip of the gun at the Death River in front of him. White flames rose on his wrist, and it seemed like a divine punishment from the world.
Wind and thunder gathered here, and Odin held the storm.
There was not much nonsense and chatter. Odin only had to identify the enemy in front of him and throw the magic spear.
The magic spear was shot out, and lightning flowed.
In the Norse mythology, the Gungnir spear had already hit the target before it was swung out. This was the spear of the great god's declaration that it was bound to hit and could not be stopped.
In fact, it was true. The spear thrown by Odin flew straight towards the Dead River, filling in this process.
But... reality played a joke... the spear stopped.
It was stiff and stagnant in the air without any signs, like a video with a still button pressed. The fluttering birds in the picture became a painting at this moment.
"I can understand your attack." The Dead River rarely opened its mouth to explain.
When I can understand the logic of the damage caused by this weapon Gungnir, then I can naturally avoid it.
Just like humans understand that swords rely on slashing and other means to cause damage to the enemy, and then naturally learn to use shields, long-range crossbowmen, or directly use fire mines.
It is the same now, repeating the content of historical records.
In the eyes of ordinary people, the way of attack of Gungnir is to throw it at the enemy and hit the enemy with the meteor shower composed of countless lights of the gun.
But in the eyes of dragons and dragon kings, this is just a ritual. After being locked by Gungnir, it is impossible to avoid it. You can only rely on your body to resist this rule killing.
In the world that Bai Mo saw, this weapon has many ways to defend, which happened to be what he could do.
"Understand a problem, know what the internal structure and logic of the problem is, and then write down the formula of the answer. There are countless." Dead River whispered in his heart, stretched out his hand to click the void in front of him, and a faint purple light condensed on his fingers.
At the same time, behind the dead river, an unknown existence was outlined in the purple light haze.
That unknown existence cannot be understood by common sense. In the cracks of His, there are beating flesh and blood. These flesh and blood are wriggling, like a special eye pupil visual organ, and from time to time, some mumblings are uttered.
"■■■"
The purple light was compressed into a small point on the fingertips, and for three seconds, it gushed out at a critical moment.
The brilliant beam of light expanded from an insignificant point into a line, then a surface, and finally a body, covering all the possibilities of Odin's escape in front of him.
The beam burst for five seconds, and Shihe put his finger down. The phantom behind him disappeared in an instant.
"... The power inside the nearby... sub-body has been mobilized..."
While dealing with the short-term errors and contradictions caused by his sudden borrowing of the power of hundreds of thousands of people, Shihe looked at the aftermath of his own actions.
In front of him, this purple aurora, with this micro-origin as the source, roared and vented out a kilometer-long light cannon. The concrete, buildings, and even the original God King Odin and the eight-legged Pegasus along the way have been evaporated completely, leaving no one.
The only thing left is the magic gun named Gungnir, which evolved from the branches of the world tree. It can still be preserved intact after the destruction just now.
"It seems that it has been solved..." Shihe shook his wrist and was about to turn around and leave, but his steps suddenly stopped.
In front of him, "Odin", who had been destroyed by the purple light, appeared again bizarrely.
No, it should not be said that it is one Odin, but a group of Odins appeared from the rest of Nibelungen and rushed towards the position of Shihe.
These God King Odins drove eight-legged Pegasus and walked out from all directions. The Gungnir guns in their hands were exactly the same as the individuals that appeared before, without any difference.
It seems that these Odins are "clones".
Dead River has a little understanding of the other party's level.
The God King Odin who appeared in front of him was just a good industrialized product of alchemy.
This product uses S-level hybrids as materials, and through special forging steps, it has produced a level that is close to the hybrid king, and even stronger in some places.
In the text description of the original work, the identity of "Odin" can be seen as given by the Odin Mask. This alchemical technology strengthens the S-level hybrids into a weapon that is not inferior to the so-called "Dragon King" level.
If interpreted from the evolutionary route of the dragon race, the role of the Odin Mask is most likely to strengthen and amplify the proportion of dragon blood, compress the characteristics of humans to the minimum, and create a powerful weapon called Odin, an alternative pure-blood dragon race.
If it is regarded as a weapon, then these characteristics will definitely be considered - popularity, cost-effectiveness, and the actual effect caused...
Thinking from these perspectives, the Odin mask has excellent cost-effectiveness. To create a powerful "alternative pure blood", you only need to harvest those hybrid strongmen every harvest season, or use cloning technology to create hybrid strongmen.
Herzog can clone the emperor-level hybrids, there is no reason why the mastermind behind these Odins can't do this.
The level of popularity, Bai Mo does not doubt that a group of people who are hiding in the dark and plotting intrigues will not try to create more powerful weapons that can be widely produced to replace themselves...
Combined, the appearance of such a large number of explosive soldiers in front of the Dead River is really how many enemies there are, how many troops are sent.
Bai Mo (Dead River) looked at the group of Odins who appeared in front of him. They all raised the magic gun Gungnir in their hands and threw it at Bai Mo.
Bai Mo snapped his index finger, while reading the memories carried on these Odin masks, while holding a blazing black fire long sword with both hands.
Grabbing the hilt of the sword, Bai Mo took a step forward, leaving a footprint on the ground, and rushed towards Odin in front of him. The black fire evaporated into a downpour, and the fluttering water vapor raised white smoke here.
It seemed that they found that the magic spear Gungnir could not really cause a regular kill. These Odins rode their mounts, eight-legged horses, raised their spears, rushed towards Bai Mo, and started close combat.
Some Odins took out their heavy swords and swung them at Bai Mo's neck and other areas.
In their hands were magic spears, and their mounts were eight-legged horses, roaring like thunder. Their own level was even higher than that of monsters above S-level hybrids...
But the so-called strong could not stop Bai Mo's three moves.
Just like Don Quixote sprinting towards the windmill, the so-called mediocre people were vulnerable and cut off by a sword.
"... mobilize extra forces..."
"Apply... to obtain... power."
"Confirm the transfer of Tokyo's sub-body power."
This is a group fight, a group fight of justice that looks like only Bai Mo is alone, but in fact there are millions of people! (End of this chapter)