The Sword of Sword is a bloodthirsty demon sword, an evil thing that must drink blood when she is unsheathed. This cannot be changed even if He Huale, who is favored by luck. However, she can dominate the sharpness of the sword and let it face the bloodthirsty evil nature against its enemies rather than to itself.

As the rushing blood was blowing out with the sword's edge, the iron edge of Tyr's edge also tore the rock-hard skin of the lava giant in a moment, and then it went upwards in an extremely fast posture.

The hot and hot lava blood was gushing out of a violent sprinkler, and instantly turned into a small waterfall, and it couldn't stop spurting. As the spell on the Tyr's sword blade began to flash bloody light, more and more of the same wounds appeared on the lava giant.

These wounds are exactly the same as the sword wounds that Hehuale just torn out with Tyrfeng, and the effect is also very similar. When these wounds were accompanied by Tyrfeng's magic, one after another appeared on the lava giant, he became a water bag full of holes, and lava fountains with huge bleeding began to burst out from his whole body.

The lava blood sprayed all over the sky covered every corner of the giant like rain of fire. In this place where it was almost no different from the heavy rain, Hehuale was miraculous and did not get any contaminated.

Now she was like a sensitive ape, trying to stop the giant from rushing in the corner of her busy hand. In just a blink of an eye, she appeared in front of the giant in the giant's horror eyes, and then ruthlessly shot out the sword.

The magic sword pierced into the lava giant's throat, and this completely drew a sign of ending for his life. When the bloody light lingers like a thick thorn and surges into the lava giant's throat along the blade of the magic sword Tyr's edge, the wounds all over the giant's body immediately ushered in an unprecedented explosion.

The rain of fire splashed, and the lava blood almost converged into a river. The lava giant that reached the end also ran out of blood with the flow of blood, completely turning into a hard obsidian statue, and then suddenly fell apart, shattering pieces and falling on the dust.

The magic sword wrapped in blood-red thorns was also gathered up by its owner at this time. With the charming blood color, the bloodthirsty magic sword looked satisfied and full at this time, which made the surrounding fire giants immediately stop and step outside a safe distance.

As Hehuale repelled the lava giant, Ditrich also killed his target. The big sword he carried on his back was already swung by him. The weapon that would not appear small even in the hands of the flame giant was now tricked by Ditrich.

Faced with this weapon that was enough to split himself, the lava giant seemed helpless. He was huge, but he seemed much clumsy. So when Dietrich rushed over with a giant sword in his hand, he had no way to resist.

Every time the giant sword slashed, the lava giant's body suddenly became shorter, which was the way his body was cut off by the sharp sword.

As his body was cut off step by step, the lava giant immediately let out a huge whine, and then quickly lost movement. After killing the lava giant, Dietrich waved his sword and charged towards the flame giant surrounding him.

The bloody storm emerged with his movements. He was like a battlefield meat grinder, bringing the panic of death to his enemies little by little.

As one of the best heroes in Nordic mythology, Dietrich's performance did not damage his legendary reputation at all. Compared with Dietrich, Beowulf also had the same amazing performance.

He is a warrior with bare hands, and the most reliable thing for him is his body. Therefore, even when facing the huge lava giant, he was not afraid at all, and stood up with his shirtlessness.

The lava giant is two or three times the height and size of an ordinary giant, making it difficult for Beowulf, who has no weapons to rely on, to find a place to mouth. But this does not mean that he has no other way. In fact, for this monster size, there are really few heroes in the entire Nordic world that can match him.

He took advantage of his body size and quickly turned behind the lava giant. Before the clumsy giant turned around, he kicked the giant sideways and flew hard to hit the giant's Achilles tendon.

Even Beowulf's power is not inferior to the lava giant. In terms of his relatively petite body and more concentrated strength, just one kick, the hard skin and rock-like musculoskeleton of the lava giant were forcibly broken by Beowulf with brute force. The lava giant, who had suddenly suffered such a severe injury, was powerless to stop him. He could only scream and then pounced forward to the ground with the rumbling sound.

As soon as the giant fell to the ground, Beowulf immediately climbed up along the giant's body. All the way up, whether it was knees, waist, hips, or spine, they were forcibly destroyed by Beowulf with his hands and feet. It can be said that under his violent destruction, the lava giant had completely lost the possibility of moving again.

But Beowulf did not stop his movements. He had confronted the monster many times and knew that if he didn't kill such a big guy for the first time, he would probably have an unlucky thing like being turned over. So when the giant thrust down to the ground, he directly stabbed his arm from the back of the lava giant into his heart.

The powerful strange force instantly smashed the giant's heart into pieces, and the giant, who had lost its core, was completely at the end of the dead. His body turned into a broken rock, and Beowulf, who walked out of the rock, held up his unsightly burned arm and shouted beastly.

"Roar, for Asgard!"

Amid this loud and terrifying shout, all the heroes roared loudly with fighting spirit. Seeing that the situation had been opened, Brenheld immediately put away his shield, then raised the magic sword Gramo in his hand, and slashed the magic sword down towards the still bustling flame giant ahead.

The dragon fire that condensed the soul power of the evil dragon instantly sprinkled every inch of land Brenheld saw, and all the flame giants above it were immediately melted into ashes under the raging dragon fire.

Under the dragon fire, even the flame giants that are equivalent to immune to flames have no place to rely on. After all, the dragon's fire is the most powerful force among monsters, not something that they, relatively inferior beings, can resist. So in just a moment, a huge territorial covered with black ashes appeared in the middle of the entire battlefield.

But this made the surrounding fire giants who survived the disaster immediately intimidated by it, and then ran towards his camp like a little girl who encountered some terrifying monster.

This is a fleeing on the battlefield, and with the emergence of the fleeing, more fire giants joined the fleeing team. One after another, the scale became larger and larger. Until all the enemies seen in front of you were swept by this panic, and then a situation was formed that was enough to change the direction of the war.

Faced with such a situation, Brenheld naturally did not waste such an opportunity. So she immediately raised the divine sword and used the dragon fire of the sky and the white light on the shield as a signal to send a signal of an attack on the entire army to all the heroes.

"Let's go, heroes! The time for the decisive battle is here, for Asgard, for victory! Charge!"

The dawn of victory had already appeared, and the heroes who were stimulated by everything they saw in front of them shouted and roared and chased the fleeing enemies. The war had almost been one-sided, and in this case, the Asgardians all thought that victory was already within reach.

However, Muros, who was standing on a mountain from afar and watching all this, was unwilling to admit his failure just like this. He looked at the Valkyrie Bren Hilde, who was extremely conspicuous in the distance and could attract people's gaze infinitely, but he grinned, revealing his sharp fangs and let out such a low roar.

"Brenheld, do you think you can win this way? You underestimate me too much, the power of our flame giants. It's too early to say victory now!"

Speaking of this, Muros suddenly stretched out his hand to the magma pool where he was, and then laughed wildly and arrogantly.

"Come out, Gromross. Come out with your descendants. Let the Asgardians see how far away the fantasy of victory is, how foolish they are, and they will choose us as their opponents!"

As he said, the lava pool where the magma rolled suddenly rioted, and the rolling lava hit the surrounding rock walls like waves. The huge force caused the barriers of the rock to break into pieces bit by bit. As the lava rolled higher and higher, the figure of a huge monster poked out from the magma.

It was a lizard-like head and a snake-like neck. The head that was poked out was a monster far higher than the height of the flame giant. And with the appearance of such a slender head, more and more snake-like heads poked out. When the head of the ninth snake was poked out, a huge body walked on the rolling lava and windingly climbed outside the lava pond.

At this time, the true appearance of the monster was completely revealed.

It was a huge snake-like monster with nine heads, and a demon called Hydra. Of course, unlike Hydra's symbol, Hydra, now this Hydra is a monster composed of flames and lava. Whether it is scales, flesh or blood flowing in the body, they are replaced by flames and lava. It is precisely because of this that it has a completely different name, Shamanla.

Shamanla, the incarnation of the fire element, is also a monster representing flames and lava. Its appearance not only means that a monster has joined the battlefield, but also means that a legion that the King of Fire Demons is proud of has joined here.

The Fire Elemental Legion appeared under the most unexpected situation.
Chapter completed!