Marvel With Zanpakutou-Chapter 713: Broken Armor

This was the true meaning of one against ten thousand. It had not been exaggerated by hollow at all.

Under the watchful eyes of Asgard and the dark elves, Lod's sword destroyed not only thousands of warships, but also Malekith's ambition to conquer the Nine Realms and his arrogance. It's time to officially declare the end.

Usually, people would praise that with the courage of ten thousand against one, one would win against ten thousand.

But unfortunately, in the face of one against ten thousand strong force, how many people could cheer up and muster the courage to resolutely move forward towards the path of death, knowing that it was death?

It was obvious.

In the dark elf race, there did not seem to be such a brave person.

This sword almost scared Malekith out of his wits. Even in the dark era he ruled, he had never seen such a terrifying expert. His strength even surpassed that of the first generation

The remains of nearly a thousand warships were wrapped in flames, as if a beautiful meteor shower was streaking across.

However, this scene was indescribable pain and anger in Malekith' eyes.

This meant that after thousands of years of revenge, this opportunity that he had finally obtained with great difficulty had once again slipped away from his hands.

"Damn it!"

Malekith's angry roar spread through the warship.

Anyone could hear the hysterical madness in the heart of this king of the Dark Elves from his nearly angry roar.

Sitting on the decaying throne, Malekith could clearly see the culprit who destroyed his ambition through the light blue display screen of the battleship. The Midgardian man walked towards them leisurely and comfortably, as if on an outing.

That calm and collected expression made people feel that everything that had happened just now was just a casual act.

Especially the lips of this Midgardian person, there was a faint smile on it, as if he was mocking them.

Humiliation! Anger!

These two extreme negative emotions instantly swallowed up Malekith's rationality.

Think of him as the majestic king of the dark elves, who once competed with God King Boer for supremacy, and even ruled nearly half of the territory of the nine kingdoms. When was his haughty heart humiliated by others?

"Kill you! I'm going to kill you!!!"

Malekith, whose mind was filled with anger, commanded the warship to aim the main gun at the Midgard person.

The central axis cannon of the dark elven mainship had the terrifying power to destroy a continental shelf in one blow. Even if Viking Thor saw the orange yellow cannon that was storing energy, his eyelids couldn't help but twitch wildly. He subconsciously wanted to warn that person.

But before he could say anything, Malekith pressed the launch button.

Rumble -!!!!

An orange-yellow laser beam was like a raging torrent, occupying half of the sky.

The entire sky seemed to be burning with intense heat. The main weapon of the Interstellar Warship, which had reached an extreme destructive power, roared at this moment and released a terrifying power that could destroy the heavens and earth. It was like a gorgeous flame that was sprinkled by God to purify the world.

An ear-piercing sonic boom resounded through the nine heavens.

One after another, the air rings that were arranged so tightly that it was almost impossible to recognize exploded continuously from the space that the laser beams passed through.

The dazzling and dazzling light released a light that was comparable to the sun. Looking directly at the halo at such a close distance, it was only a few seconds, and it could cause an individual to be permanently blind, even burning the corners of their eyes and eyeballs.

Viking Thor, and the others subconsciously closed their eyes and shrunk back, enduring the heat and pain from their eyelids.

Now they have no way to help, they can only pray silently in their hearts, that the Midgardian can predict in advance and avoid the dark elf's fatal blow.

The speed of the laser in the air was three hundred thousand meters per second.

This kind of speed had greatly exceeded the speed of the reaction speed of most creatures. Even Viking Thor, who was half a step away from the Heavenly Father Realm, admitted that it was impossible to avoid this situation. The best result was that he was seriously injured and dying.

Although the possibility was slim, it did not mean that it did not exist.

At least at this moment, they were more willing to choose to believe in a result that they could avoid.

But unfortunately, they did not understand this man.

He had only one choice from beginning to end, not whether he could avoid this laser, but how to split it from the front!

Why should I retreat? Why should I avoid it?

The reason why creatures chose to retreat was because they sensed danger.

Then the problem came.

How could a towering ancient tree with luxuriant leaves care about trying to shake a tree?

Therefore, there was no need to dodge.

It was just a laser, it was enough to smash it, there was no need to dodge at all.

"Just in time, I can try the power of that move."

Lod held the pitch-black sword blade, as if he was immersed in his thoughts in his own world. He calmly and indifferently took a step, as if he did not see the orange laser beam coming at him at all, nor did he sense the terrifying danger.

Crack. Crack. Crack.

A heavy sound of metal being peeled off and falling to the ground was heard.

The mighty warrior who stood between heaven and earth, clad in black armor and wrapped in black ropes, suddenly shed his heavy armor.

A pair of ferocious horns bent from the head to the sky.

Black flames burned in his eyes. His mouth did not have any skin or cold teeth that covered his bones. His face was as terrifying as a ghost. Under the heavy armor, he had a skinny body. Eight black ropes were tied together to form a knot, revealing a large, dark red hole in his chest.

Black Rope - King of the Lunar Scourge - Broken Armor!!!

Komamura Sajin sacrificed his heart, and the great power obtained from removing the armor was a secret technique of the human wolf race.

Legend has it that in the Great Black Rope Hell, one of the Eight Hot Hells, according to the severity of the crimes committed by the soul, the prison guards will use black ropes to tie them into eight, sixteen, and thirty-two sections, and this is the black rope.

The prison guards responsible for the execution of the punishment were said to be firewood that burned like ashes.

Shaped like firewood, the jailer of Enma!

The devil guard sword stepped forward, causing the world to tremble and the mountains to collapse.

In an instant, the dazzling brilliance of the millions of stars suddenly became dim, and then replaced by the unparalleled sword light. The vast and boundless momentum swept through all of Asgard.

The prison guard raised sword and slashed, and the heavens and earth trembled.

Invincible, unyielding, overbearing, any adjectives could not be described at this moment.

This sword's brilliance and momentum seemed to want to split the boundless sky above his head, the continent that stood for thousands of years under his feet, and even the stars of the universe that existed forever, together, invincible sword!