'Bang--'

Slowly landed on the ground, Cyber ​​opened his arms, and then closed it suddenly, the air was compressed by his palms, making a loud noise.

Immediately afterwards, circles of violent white air waves hit each other from Cyber's palms, passing through the ice sculptures, shaking them to pieces.

When several rock monsters surviving outside saw such a miserable situation, they let out a strange cry and ran towards the passage behind them.

Seeing their behavior, a smile appeared on Cyber's face, hanging slowly and tightly behind the rock monsters he had specially let go, and walked into the depths of the cave.

At first, Cyber ​​didn't expect that Surtel could hide so deeply that even his super vision could not observe its specific location.

No wonder even Thor thought it had already died. I'm afraid that only Odin, the old Yinbi, knew its true state in Asgard.

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Several rock monsters ran into a cave with a huge throne among the onlookers of the same tribe in panic.

On the throne was a four- or five-meter-high lava giant. There were a pair of long sharp horns on the giant's head, and flames floated from its neck and chest from time to time, making the entire cave red.

"Master, it's not good! A guy with black hair and white skin came outside and killed more than a thousand of our fellow tribes!"

Several rock monsters fell to the ground, and it was difficult to explain the matter clearly after you said something or said something.

Surtel sighed helplessly, picked up the Twilight Sword at his feet, waved the rock monsters in front of him, easily cut them into pieces, and cursed: "I don't know if I've been followed."

The relaxed look on his face no longer existed. Surtel stood up from the throne and looked at the black figure floating in the air ahead solemnly: "Young man, who are you?"

It must be a troublesome guy to know that he is still alive and dare to come to find him alone.

Cyber ​​slowly landed from the air, stopping at the same height as Surtel's head, looking straight at it: "I am Cyber ​​Zod Conat from the Earth."

"Midgardians?"

Surtel asked with some confusion, "When did Midgard have such a powerful existence as you, except for the Supreme Mage?"

Although it hadn't dealt with Midgard much, it also knew that the creatures in that world were extremely weak, and except for those magicians, other people were not taken seriously by it.

The guy in front of him actually gave him a sense of threat that was no less than Odin. When did Midgard become so powerful?

"Forget it, none of these matters. What's the matter with you here?"

Before Cyber ​​answered, Surtel spoke on his own.

A smile appeared on the corner of Cyber's mouth: "I borrow something from you."

What else can I borrow besides a Twilight Sword?

Surtel was a little confused and asked, "What do you borrow?"

"Your head!"

That's right, the purpose of Cyber's trip is Surtel's head, or more accurately, its crown.

His future plans are very unfavorable to Odin's two stupid sons.

What if Odin made a py transaction with the female bald man on Earth in the past two years, knew his plan in advance, and wanted to drag himself to die together?

Anyway, he doesn't have much time to live, so it's definitely not a loss to drag an enemy away before he dies.
Chapter completed!