Superman

This family of Odin has always had many traditional habits that are in the same lineage.

Like.

Siblings have a bad relationship with each other.

Loki stabbing Saul in the back with a pocket knife and Hera poking her brother in one eye all show this.

Put in the last generation, Odin was no slouch, and he pulled his brother off the throne.

Painfully beaten and sealed in the deep sea for thousands of years.

This deep brotherly love is simply touching.

In addition to family disagreements, perennial tearing apart and a serious lack of education.

Odin and Saul, father and son, are still heavy fetishists.

It's like the son is inseparable from Myrtle, sleeping and bathing with him.

His Majesty the God-King of Asgard has several beloved objects as well.

For example, the Gunnar's Spear, made from the branches of the World Tree, the essence of Urukin.

Fast as a shooting star, it was a legendary artifact that would surely hit when cast.

The tip of the spear was stained with the blood of countless enemies.

The other same, was the hip mount that accompanied him on his expedition to the Nine Realms, the eight-legged divine horse Sleipnir.

Let's just say that Odin had ridden it for about the same amount of time as the diva Frigga.

He doted on the colt no less often than his own wife.

This shows the importance of the eight-legged divine horse in the heart of the God King.

But now the horse was gone.

It was tragically cut up in front of him.

What a heavy blow this was!

"Sleipnir!"

Odin had a pained look in his eyes, and his mind turned on the walker.

Thinking back to a thousand years ago, he rode on Sleipnir's body, galloping through the nine realms with aplomb.

What a wonderful memory that was!

It was nostalgic!

But now, Luke cleaves Sleipnir in half with a sword.

Vengeance for killing a horse is not shared!

The pitch-black sky was thundering with lightning, as if echoing the Heavenly Father's wrath.

Thick as a mountain peak, dazzling and piercing golden thunder directly hit the black sea.

The sea beasts that were attracted by the smell of blood and surfaced for a meal didn't even utter a cry, their flesh and blood turning to charcoal and evaporating into a puff of light smoke.

"People just want to have a good meal, why do you need to get angry, Your Divine Majesty, beware of animal protection organizations condemning you."

Luke added fuel to the fire and said in a shady manner.

It was all torn apart anyway, no need to worry about face.

"You killed my horse! Very well, even if the Ancient One himself arrives and the Vaisan Emperor comes, he won't be able to stop me from avenging Sleipnir today!"

Odin's one eye let out **light, intense murderous aura rushing through the flowing clouds, tearing the atmosphere, and substantial pressure filled the air.

The surrounding space buzzed and made vibrating sounds.

Golden arcs of electricity, like small snakes swimming around, lingered on the armor.

Each time it jumped, it caused energy to surge and matter to annihilate.

And then, the light distorted and space shattered.

It was as if, this world couldn't carry the peak breath of the Almighty Heavenly Father and began to collapse.

"I killed His Divine Majesty's beloved warhorse, and I am about to receive your thunderous, harsh vengeance."

The corner of Luke's quirked mouth gradually diminished and turned flat.

"Then how am I supposed to settle this score when you intend to destroy the Earth and slaughter billions of humans?"

Withdrawing the biological force field, Superman's body unreservedly unleashed its own mass and breath.

Boom!

It's like the space is collapsing!

It shattered straight away!

Large, deep, dark voids appear suddenly.

They sucked at everything!

Devouring everything!

The two momentum clashed with each other, bursting out with endless destructive power.

The Immortal Palace guards standing below had been stunned.

They were supposed to protect Asgard and expel the incoming enemy.

But after arriving, they realized that they couldn't participate in this high-profile battle at all.

"That's the supreme mage of the Middle World."

Someone was well-informed and recognized Luke.

That universe-wide broadcast had gradually spread the name of Superman among the stars.

"His Majesty the God King will win!"

Someone shouted.

Odin's reputation is even greater than that of Luke, the newcomer to the scene.

With few defeats in his life, he has conquered the Nine Realms and quelled unrest.

Defeated the Frost Giants of Jotunheim, and single-handedly defeated the Flame Giant Sultur.

In terms of track record, I wonder how much better than Superman he is.

This group of miserable fairy palace guards were retreating, not daring to approach the battlefield at all.

"Loki, what happened?"

Farther away, Saul, who was imprisoned in the lower prison of the Immortal Palace, felt the same intense turmoil.

Asgard was like a bouncing ship, undulating on the violent sea.

The Rune of Luun was unbridled, extracting the original power of the World Tree.

Saul, whose body flowed with the Asa divine bloodline, vaguely noticed the difference.

"Father has met a strong enemy."

He said so.

"Yes, Odin's horse is dead."

Loki had a gleeful look on her face, she had never liked the ill-tempered eight-legged pegasus.

When she was a child, she'd just tried to sneak up on it and had been kicked in turn by all eight hooves.

Didn't get out of bed for a whole month!

Afterwards, Odin just made a few unkind remarks, no punishment at all.

A daughter is worse than a horse.

To this day, Loki still had a grudge.

"Who did this?"

Thor narrowed his eyes, the eight-legged divine Sleipnir was Odin's beloved horse, and not even he could touch it.

"Supreme Mage."

Loki extinguished the orb of light in his palm and ended the projection magic, unable to see the change in the battlefield through the fog.

"Thor, you stay here and reflect, and don't touch Odin again."

Loki, wearing a green cloak, leaves the lower prison of the fairy palace.

Walking up to the observation deck above, looking across the distance to two silhouettes beneath the darkened heights.

Suddenly, she was a little distracted.

"What's that stupid guy doing here."

Loki saw through the fog and lightning the fat house Thor who had put on more than two rounds of weight.

Getting orders from Odin to close Asgard, she left the planet.

Loki's outlook on Fat House Thor is complicated.

This Thor had a much more attentive attitude than the one in prison.

Even though the other party always liked to giggle and didn't have any of Prince Asgard's majesty and demeanor.

But, what to say.

The feeling of being cared for wasn't bad, making Loki feel comfortable.

"I can't believe I have two brothers ...... What a nightmare."

She shook her head and returned her attention to the confrontation on the battlefield.

......

......

"I must admit, young supreme mage, you have surprised me."

Odin lifted his feet and sat on his eight-legged God-King's horse as lightning swept across the firmament.

But when he lost Sleipnir, his speed didn't slow down much.

The golden silhouette was like a beating arc of electricity.

In a few successive and swift flashes, Gungnir's peerless edge bit into Luke like a serpent.

Keeping pace with Superman, he blocked the gun of eternity with the tenth metal.

The two weapons burst with sparks and a startling bang.

Like two asteroids clashing, they rippled out in a terrifying circle.

"Not only have I not felt hurt in a long, long time, but I haven't met a strong enemy worthy of giving my all in a long, long time!"

Odin swept backwards, and after retreating, he charged again.

Asgard's God King, and Kamataji's Supreme Mage, engaged in hundreds of terrifying encounters in an instant.

Weapons clashed against each other, bodies clashed against each other, and the resulting aftershocks radiated in all directions. ,.

The buildings on the outskirts of the Immortal Palace were like those made of sand.

They crumbled and disintegrated into pieces in an instant.

"If we continue to fight, Asgard is afraid that it will be gone."

Loki, who was watching the battle, thought to himself.

The two Heavenly Fathers, every time they fought, they would start a storm of destruction.

"How about a different battlefield?"

Odin shrugged off Gungnir and forced away Superman's raid.

"I think this is a good place."

Luke smiled slightly, as heavy as a celestial body, and flew to the fairy palace.

Everywhere he passed, space collapsed and palaces crumbled.

Like a walking natural disaster!

"Why didn't I realize before that the Supreme Mage was so damned!"

Odin twitched his old face in anger and turned into beating golden thunder, crossing space to catch up with Superman.

Who would have thought that Luke had killed a comeback.

The radiant silver mane of the tenth metal, as if infinitely elongated, attacked Odin.

Gungnir blocked in front of him and the two collided.

Boom!

Create a vacuum immediately!

The palace around them floated in the air like shattered powder.

Losing Gungnir, Luke's eyes narrowed, seizing a rare opportunity.

Superman's body tore through the atmosphere, pulling out a harsh straight line.

Caught off guard, Odin was struck by a punch.

His Divine Majesty felt like a thousand tons of dynamite, exploding in his face.

His mind buzzed, and his Heavenly Father's body shifted backwards at the speed of sound, collapsing one magnificent palace after another.

Pain! Ouch!

A taste that hadn't been tasted in a long time awakened Odin's memories.

It was like being back on the battlefield of the Nine Realms, facing an endless number of powerful enemies.

"What a hard fist ......"

Before Odin could stand up, Superman, who was right behind him, forced his way in front of him.

For a moment, Odin, who couldn't summon back Gunnar, was forced to respond with his fists and feet.

Boom! Boom Boom!

The heat vision was like a high-temperature blade that cut through the ground without harming the Asgardian God King.

Odin's palm was open, and the surge of power erupted abruptly.

It struck Superman in the chest, but did not blow him away.

The solid force field gripped the earth, bringing up large swaths of dirt.

Luke's feet gave out, and a circle of air exploded sharply.

Full acceleration, articulating a straight punch.

The space trembled, and the atmosphere of extreme squeeze screeched and shifted past as if it were solid.

In Odin's one eye, a sharp gleam shot out.

Many people worship His Majesty, the God King, as the great warrior god of Asgard.

But they overlooked the fact that he was also a master magician who was proficient in the Lunar runes.

Hundreds of shining runes branded with the Luun script, like glowing little suns, detonated in unison!

Scorching thunderbolts, terrifying heat, etching toxic fog, slow frost ......

The various elements collided with each other, releasing powerful magic power.

"Fortunately, I have magic resistance."

Luke congratulated himself, if it were Superman on the set next door, he wouldn't have died on the spot in the face of Odin's powerful strike.

Against the spewing elemental energy, another punch was hammered into Odin's chest.

Boom!

The tough golden armor was immediately split apart.

Strongly holding back the old blood in his throat, the God King made a fist in his right hand and hit Luke who was close to the melee.

He was an experienced warrior who understood that when at a disadvantage, he couldn't retreat, couldn't be afraid, and couldn't just adopt a defensive stance.

Take the initiative to attack, trade wounds for wounds, and show fierceness and courage.

That's the only way to recover from a disadvantage!

"Who do you think you're fighting? I am Odin, King of the Gods!"

Roaring over the atmospheric blast, Heavenly Father's fists weren't any worse than Superman's.

Luke rose up into the sky like a cannonball of momentum, and despite the rapid healing of his shattered jawbone, Odin would not stop.

Like ascending celestial bodies, the two men broke through Asgard's borders and replaced the battlefield in Warnerheim.

This was the dwelling place of the Warner Clan, dotted with forests and lakes, filled with peace and tranquility, like the legendary land of the elves.

Boom!

An explosive noise.

Odin dodges both of Luke's punches, but gets hit with a heavy, powerful knee to the head.

Collapsing two solid mountains and smashing into the underground god-king, only to see Superman descend from the sky, his heat vision shooting out.

They smashed right through the thick layers of rock and tumbled to the boundaries of Yarfheim.

Then came Jotunheim, the world of frost giants.

The towering ice peaks that stretched for tens of thousands of miles were so fragile in front of the Heavenly Father's body.

Vast mountains collapsed and smashed down, burying the palaces of the Frost Giants.

As king, Laufey was furious.

He glared at the scarlet orbs, wanting to loudly rebuke the intruders who intruded into Jotunheim before demolishing their bones and throwing them to the beasts for food.

Boom!

Only the gloomy sky erupted with a cloud of golden thunder.

The red light was like a long sword sweeping across the sky, melting ice and snow and cutting the earth.

"Forget it, let them off the hook today."

Laufey silently retreated back to his palace, incidentally instructing his men to open the dungeon.

In case those two Furies came calling, he'd duck in there to avoid them.

"Who the hell could fight Odin like that?"

Laufey is the King of the Frost Giants, Asgard's former heartthrob.

He had fought Odin and knew how powerful he was.

"Do gods bleed as well?"

Seeing Odin's golden helmet shattering, his armor crumbling apart, and blood dripping from the corner of his mouth, Luke couldn't help but mock him.

"Heh, you're the toughest human I've ever seen, you're more of a warrior than a supreme mage!"

The God King wiped away the blood and breathed deeply of the cold air of Jotunheim.

They treated the sky as a battlefield, constantly turning and shifting, clashing fists and feet.

A circle of exploding atmosphere intersected into complex and varied flight paths.

Luke's right arm dangled weakly, as if paralyzed, and that was the price he paid.

With one arm, he managed to replace it with Odin badly wounded and coughing up blood.

Jotunheim shook and Laufey stared into the gloomy sky as two silhouettes like meteors plummeted hard.

The hard tundra frozen for ten thousand years cracked and Odin and Luke struck the earth, breaking through the walls of this world once again!

Muspelheim, land of fire!

Sitting in the palace, waiting for the twilight of the gods, Sultur looked up abruptly.

He saw a wretched Odin, and an equally scarred ...... human?

The two figures fell to the earth, they still kept throwing their fists and smashing into each other between their drops.

"What happened?"

Before the Flame Giant Sultur could figure it out, the ground of Muspelheim, like a shaking carpet, turned over in huge waves after huge waves.

The powerful shockwaves spread rapidly, seemingly tearing the entire world in half.

With Suttle stunned, Superman's iron fist punched through the Land of Flame and fell with Odin into a vortex of emptiness.

Two unleashed, power-hungry, Heavenly Fathers fighting their way through the eight kingdoms clinging to the World Tree!

Until...

Atrium World!