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Led by Hela, the goddess of death, Raast came to Odin's treasury.

Fortunately, there were no scary creatures with flames inside.

Raast's tense nerves finally relaxed a little, everything should be in time.

However, the resurrection ceremony has already begun.

In the depths of Baokun, Loki walked towards a pot of fire that would never go out, holding a huge skull with two horns.

To Raast's surprise, Thor, who was supposed to be imprisoned on the battleship, was also here at this time.

He and the Valkyrie Valkyrie protected Loki from left to right to prevent anyone from breaking into the sabotage ceremony, and there were a lot of shadow streams with cold eyes in front of them.

"The skull in Loki's hand is Surtur's crown!" Hela reminded at the right time.

"I know." Raast rushed towards Loki and the others holding the broken scythe.

As a result, the group of Yingliu took the initiative to step forward and blocked his only way.

"Go away, don't forget that I am also your master!"

"Kayn is not here, you should listen to me!"

The leader, Yingliu, replied in a weird tone: "You will never be our master, disgusting dark creature."

Raast didn't have time to argue with them: "Toast and not eat fine wine, Hela, get rid of them."

After hearing this, Hela immediately threw out a large number of dark green spikes and flew towards Zhongyingliu.

As a qualified ninja organization, every member of Shadow Stream is extremely flexible. Some of them jumped backwards, some turned into smoke, and they all easily avoided the attack.

But Raast took advantage of this opportunity and successfully crossed the encirclement of Yingliu.

"A bunch of idiots, as stupid as your damn master!"

Just as he was about to move forward, a bolt of lightning precisely struck his feet.

Sol, whose body was covered with electric arcs and whose eyes were shining with blue light, trembled and said, "Don't come here, take another step forward, it won't be the floor you're chopping!"

Valkyrie next to him narrowed his eyes vigilantly: "You're not Kayn, where did he go?"

Raast smiled playfully: "Why, do you miss him?"

As soon as the words fell, the Darkborn jumped up, held up the giant scythe in his hand, and slammed it at the Valkyrie.

"I'll send you down to accompany him!"

With violent power, a gust of wind blew up in the closed Odin treasure house, and the sickle blade pierced the air and let out a piercing whistling.

Valkyrie retreated hastily, holding the long sword in front of him at the same time.

Seeing this, Sol immediately mobilized the divine power in his body, and in an instant, the gushing plasma slanted down, completely covering the dark red body of the Darkborn.

But soon, a scene that horrified the two of them appeared.

Raast walked out of the raging thunder intact, moving his numb body, mockingly said:

"What a weak god, are you giving me a massage?"

Loki, who was undergoing the resurrection ceremony, even with his back to the Darkin, trembled when he heard the sound, which almost caused the ceremony to be interrupted.

Sensing his brother's fear, Sol comforted him: "Be serious about Loki, I'm here!"

"Okay." Loki responded tremblingly, and continued the ceremony.

"With the eternal flame, you and this moment..."

Before the word "rebirth" was finished, Raast suddenly shouted: "I should have killed you when I was on Saka!"

The appalling sound was like a heavy hammer hitting Loki's heart. He felt his whole body tense instantly, his legs that hadn't fully grown began to ache, and the crown in his hand almost fell off.

Sol, who knew he couldn't go on like this, took the initiative to rush towards the Darkborn.

He is well aware of the gap in strength between the two, so he doesn't want to kill the enemy, but only wants to be able to entangle Raaste so that Loki can successfully complete the final ceremony.

At the same time, the Valkyrie also came up with several shadow streamers.

Hela, who was still fighting with the rest of the Shadow Stream, wanted to help the Darkborn, but was still powerless.

"Hahahahahaha!"

Raast, who was surrounded by enemies, showed no trace of fear, but laughed wildly.

"The bone marrow of the filthy world, let me feast on it!"

"There's nothing left!"

After saying that, the Darkborn rushed towards Thor, who was the strongest, and swung the scythe in his hand, drawing a shining arc of light in mid-air.

"Your life, bring it to me!"

Thorburn, who lost Thor's hammer "Mjolnir", was greatly reduced in strength, even if he awakened the power of thunder, it would not help.

Although he has Odin's golden spear "Gungnir" in his hand, he cannot exert the full power of this divine object.

Fortunately, Asgard's weapons all have one characteristic, that is hardness.

And Gungnir is made of the branches of the World God Tree that connects the Nine Realms, and it is a little more resilient than the Mjolnir made by the death star core.

Therefore, even though it was slightly bent by the broken scythe, it was not shattered like Mjolnir after all.

However, the tip of the blade that finally stopped between Sol's eyebrows still made him break out in a cold sweat.

Raast looked at the slightly deformed spear with contempt, and said coldly: "The poor sustenance of the weak."

"Your father saved it again, Sol."

The continuous heavy pressure turned Sol's face purple-blue, and the veins on his thick neck burst out.

He half knelt on the ground and replied with difficulty: "This is why I respect him forever."

Raast was about to say something, but suddenly he turned around and grabbed Valkyrie who was trying to sneak up on him.

The Valkyrie, who was strangled by the neck, struggled desperately, lacking the supply of oxygen, she soon felt that her eyes began to turn black.

"Dignified Valkyrie, do they like stealing chickens and dogs like those bastards under Kayn's men?"

The Valkyrie was speechless and could only stare at the Darkin with hatred.

While grabbing Valkyrie, Raast held Thor down with a sickle to prevent him from getting up.

"Yes, that's the look."

"I like it very much, please keep it up."

Then, the Darkborn looked at Loki who was not far away: "Are you sure you want to continue?"

"Your brother, but you can't hold on any longer."

"Or, you just want him to die, so that you can justifiably become the king of Asgard."

At this time, Hela, who was dragged by Yingliu's mysterious fighting skills, couldn't help frowning.

And Loki had no choice but to stop the ritual, turned around, and looked at the invincible Darkborn.

"Let Sol go, and I can give you the crown."

But Raast laughed suddenly: "It's already this time, do you think you are still qualified to negotiate terms with me?"

"Throw the thing over, or I'll kill him!"

As he said that, the Darkborn pressed down on the scythe hard, and the floor under Thor's feet instantly cracked, creating a hole.

The tip of the blade that had stopped pierced Thor's brow, and dark red blood flowed down the bridge of his nose to his mouth.

"Loki, go on, leave me alone!"

"Dare you?" Raast growled.

When Loki was in a dilemma, Hela who was not far away suddenly gave up fighting with Yingliu, flew forward and grabbed the crown in his hand, and threw it into the eternal fire.

"What are you doing in a daze, go ahead!"

The Goddess of Death who switched camps held the sword of the night sky, stared at the Darkborn, and said word by word:

"The king of Asgard can only be me!"