Chapter 473 Hela, I'm here to negotiate!

"you……"

  Looking at the man who put on a guard posture in the distance, Hela only felt that her lungs were going to be blown up.

Although she is a woman, she is also a woman of Asgard. In the early years, she followed Odin and fought with the enemy face-to-face. Everyone is very sincere, saying that the axe will cut your head, never Down to the neck, there is no such thing as Fisher, who did not agree with a tactical nuclear bomb first to warm up the field, and then it was about to fight, what else to do to move the tiger away from the mountain, the secret arrow to hurt people, this was put tens of thousands of years ago, in Asgard is going to be tied to a rock and sink into the sea.

   "Impossible, smelly man, I tell you, today of the two of us, one of us must die here!"

  Taking a deep breath of air full of death breath, Hela raised both hands, and pulled back a strand of hair that had been pulled down before. With her movements, a huge helmet with three pairs of bifurcations also slowly condensed out.

   "Then what, auntie, no, sister, in fact, I said this was all forced by Odin, your father forced it, do you believe it?"

  Responds to Fisher with flying swords ejected at several times the speed of sound.

   "In that case, okay!" Raising his hand and blocking the flying sword with the mind field, Fisher activated the barrier set by Odin and teleported himself out.

   "Coward, don't run if there is a kind, come and have a good time!"

  Seeing Fisher's figure leaving, the frustrated Hela could only catch the ground and output it. The power of death exploded one after another in the ground, flying swords everywhere.

  After venting for a while, Hela, who just felt a lot smoother, was about to go back to sleep, and then Fisher appeared again.

   "Hela, I'm here to negotiate!"

   "Swish swish swish, boom boom boom..."

  "Hella..."

   "Whhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh...

Fisher, who was repeatedly jumping across the barrier and the earth, suddenly felt that this scene was familiar, but compared to Sherlock Holmes, he was a little more comfortable, because Odin's barrier key was in his hand, and he came in and out like Opening and closing the door in the room, there is no harm in doing so except for the fight.

  Of course, Fisher did so, and he also looked foolish on Odin and Friga who were watching the excitement.

   "Have you seen it, if Sol is half of his level, he won't be played around by Loki!"

"It's more than Sol. The three of them can't keep up with this young man!" Frija sighed, "Hela, this girl is too tough, Sol is easy to pick up, Loki is too calculating, but now it's okay, So Both Er and Loki are much better than before! Hela is the only one left!"

   "Oh!" Odin sighed again when he mentioned his eldest daughter, and then he raised his Gunganer to activate the power of Thunder.

   "What are you going to do?" Frigga looked at Odin, puzzled.

  "Let me help him!" Odin laughed happily, and then he imposed another seal on the outside of the barrier and welded the door that Fisher went out.

   "I'm in, I'm out, I'm in again, I'm... fucking!"

  Jumping and happy Fisher suddenly realized that he couldn't leave anymore, no matter how shiny the victory sword couldn't control the barrier, he instantly reacted. Damn, Odin came to pit me too!

good chance!

   Although I don’t know why the other party stopped, he looked at Fisher with the empty door wide open, Hela's double swords in his hand, pierced Fisher's chest.

   "Duang!"

  Fisher parried the stabbing with a backhand, then injected psionic energy into the big sword, and then attached to the blade to burst, pushing Hela back.

   "The old 蔫 is bad, the little irritable, the family is better than the mistress!" While talking, Fisher once again lit up a golden sword in his left hand, which was the great sword he had seized from the missionary.

   "God aloft, right?"

  With two swords in hand, Fisher no longer defended, one gold and one white two sword lights tore through the space and directly launched an assault on Hela himself.

  The fierce offensive made Hela's eyes shine brightly. After being kept here for so long, he could finally fight hard.

  Death goddess decisively gave up the defense in the face of the attacking sword, and also attacked Fisher with double swords.

The dead space blew up a storm. In the center of the storm, there was a surging golden flame and the power of thunder, and what was entangled with the flame was the power of death with countless dead souls, and the two powers continued to collide. , An explosion occurred, then annihilated, and then erupted again.

Strictly speaking, Fisher's swordsmanship is considered to be the top-level one. Although he does not practice much himself, he comes from Paradise Island, elite swordsmanship, and combat experience with missionaries, plus the time perception that psionic energy gives him. , The swordsmanship of opening and closing overwhelmed Hela.

Following the shock wave from the collision of the four blades, the two bodies separated for a short time. Fisher's vibrating armor was already full of scratches, and the nano inner armor was exposed in some places, and Hela On the other hand, there were several more wounds on his body, and a lot of leaks in his clothes.

"You are stronger than last time!" Feeling the pain of the body, Hela smiled happily. To her, Fisher's psychic powers are like bone gangrene. Those powers not only purify the surrounding space and Her undead couldn't let her use the power of death to repair her wounds, but she was very happy, because the pain made her feel that she was really alive.

   "come again!"

Compared with Fischer's aggressive swordsmanship, Hela's swordsmanship is more like a dance. The graceful dance of death. Because the power is restrained, Hela's sword can only aim at Fisher's vitals. , But the other party's luxurious equipment is like a hedgehog, often she hasn't been able to break the defense, and she touches it coldly.

Seeing that he would be defeated if he continued to fight, Hela stepped away from the battle group, ready to gather the power of death again to make a big shot. Naturally, Fisher had the same plan. The surging psychic flame was compressed by him to the blade. Above, and when he was accumulating power, the purified death power around him continuously filled the star torch, making the psychic energy on the blade more powerful, and even Fisher could feel the entire enchantment. They are all helping themselves to acquire skills.

  As the accumulation of the ultimate move was completed, a condensed death force and Fisher's psychic impact collided, and the two forces continued to swallow and suppress each other, and finally Fisher's psychic took the upper hand.

The power of death is swallowed little by little like bacteria surrounded by penicillin. Hela, who feels her body is hollowed out, can only watch the golden psychic storm grow bigger and bigger, and finally burst open, turning the dim light. While the world is illuminated, countless shining stars are also thrown out.

  The sea that fell on the ground stretched out his hand to catch a little light, only to find that the light penetrated her skin, bringing a trace of warmth.

  The footsteps are getting closer and closer, looking at Fisher standing next to him, Hela spreads her bachelor hand, "You won, now you can kill me and get rid of a piece of heart disease for Odin!"

  As a result, what Hela didn't expect was that Fisher didn't do it, but simply lay down, rubbing her arm shamelessly.

   "Actually you want to retaliate against Odin, I have a good idea!"

  (End of this chapter)