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Proxima Midnight twirled the weapon in her hand and exchanged a glance with Corvus Glaive, who had flown back.

It seems we've completely botched the negotiations?

No, all we need to do is kill them all, and everything will be a success.

Corvus Glaive drew his blade and slashed directly at Mo Ling. This treacherous fellow concealed his aura too well. Corvus Glaive only sensed something was wrong the moment he made the move, but it was too late to dodge.

Anivia looked away from Laufey with a hint of regret. Her thoughts were somewhat similar to those of Corvus Glaive: once everything in front of them was resolved, there would be no more disagreements. In Anivia's mind, it would be better if Laufey chose to stand on the other side, so that she could achieve the goal of wiping them all out in one fell swoop.

Sharpshooter Throw!

Proxima Midnight threw her weapon again, and three highly penetrating death rays locked onto the appearing Mo Ling. She and Corvus Glaive had a good understanding of each other. It was better to cut off one finger than to injure all ten. They would take one down first.

However, the others standing nearby weren't going to just stand by and watch her make a move.

Murphy slammed his fist into the ground, his massive body accompanied by an arm as thick as a wall. Rays entered the arm and emerged from the other end, leaving behind a trail of scattered lava.

Although the attack wasn't completely blocked, that little bit of time was enough for Mo Ling to escape from the divine spear's lock.

However, Mo Ling's crisis was not over. After the weapon was released, Proxima Midnight immediately approached the dodging Mo Ling and fully unleashed its close combat skills honed in battle. With a height of only about two meters, it forced the twenty-meter giant Mo Ling to keep dodging.

The entire rhythm of the battle was in Proxima Midnight's hands; this was perhaps the power of the strongest close-combat master among the Black Order.

Earthquake debris!

Malphite slammed his right foot into the ground, sending shattered ice flying into the air before being slapped away by his right hand, sealing off all movement space around Proxima Midnight.

At this moment, relying on his thick skin and tough flesh, Mo Ling broke free from close combat despite being hit by several fragments. He raised his hands, and a thick wall blocked the advance of Proxima Midnight.

Incidentally, this thwarted Proxima Midnight's plan to leave the area with Mo Ling.

Amidst the barrage of earthquake debris, Proxima Midnight could only use all her speed to dodge. If the force attached to each of these fragments were to hit her, she would understand why these earthquake fragments were called that.

Each fragment vibrates at a speed invisible to the naked eye, and the seismic force contained within it will directly trigger a localized earthquake upon hitting the enemy.

After dodging several waves of attacks, Proxima Midnight raised its right hand, and the Divine Spear converged on it, returning to its original form. Then it quickly fell, attempting to return to Proxima Midnight's hand.

The ice sparkled!

Anivia exhaled a breath of cold air, and the pale blue gas froze the falling divine spear in mid-air.

Then a blizzard, small in area only five meters in diameter, began to fall on Proxima Midnight's head. The cold air from the snowflakes penetrated Proxima Midnight's skin and entered her body.

Under the influence of the cold air, Proxima Centauri's movements began to become somewhat stiff.

This triggered a chain reaction, with several pieces of earthquake debris hitting her directly.

The earthquake erupted in the individual, and Proxima Centauri, leaping in the sky, trembled like a leaf.

Mo Ling seized the opportunity, charged forward to Proxima Midnight's side, and swatted at her with both hands like swatting flies.

Just as the attack was about to land, a burst of power erupted from Proxima Midnight's body, causing her to shift several meters backward in mid-air. The frozen divine spear in the sky transformed back into a beam, piercing through the ice and returning to her hand.

Murphy's three-on-one situation was very effective, but Laufé next to him was not so comfortable.

Corvus Glaive's immortality is in no way inferior to that of elemental beings. If it weren't for the weakness of his "body," the Warblade, he could even rival Dracula in terms of endurance.

Every time Laufe smashed Corvus Glaive flat, Corvus Glaive would recover in the next breath and immediately launch a counterattack. Conversely, when Laufe was hit by Corvus Glaive, the curse attached to the blade immediately invaded the injured area, forcing Laufe to expel the part of his body that had turned into ice.

I hate these guys who act like thugs because they're immortal!

Laufey once again sent Corvus Glaive flying like a baseball, and seeing that his injuries had completely healed during the flight, he felt extremely frustrated.

Halfway there, Corvus Glaive noticed that Proxima Midnight was in bad shape and slammed on the brakes in mid-air. "Let's switch!"

Without a word, Proxima Midnight charged toward Corvus Glaive.

Switching opponents was a good option for both of them. Although Lao Fei couldn't defeat Deathblade General, Deathblade General would also have a hard time breaking through Lao Fei's thick ice armor. His battle blade was powerful, but it was still far inferior to Divine Spear in terms of penetration and armor-piercing.

Lao Fei didn't step forward to intercept in time. To be honest, he didn't want to fight Corvus Glaive anymore. He would be willing to fight another opponent, even if it was more dangerous, at least that way the attack would have some feedback.

As Proxima Midnight and Corvus Glaive intersected, Malphite suddenly moved, his massive body hurtling toward the target area like a meteorite hitting the Earth.

Unstoppable! Boom!

Proxima Midnight and Corvus Glaive went into space together. They were hit by Malphite's attack, and Proxima Midnight's right hand was broken off, hanging at an odd angle in front of his chest.

Corvus Glaive wasn't seriously injured. His blade blocked Malphite's lava body, reducing the impact damage. However, the shockwave from the unstoppable force temporarily paralyzed Corvus Glaive's body, greatly reducing his control over it.

Thunderous Strike!

Murphy leaped up, his height allowing him to get there first despite being behind, quickly closing in on the two who had been knocked away. At the same time, he slapped his hands together as if he were clapping his hands, and with a snap, he crushed Proxima Midnight and Corvus Glaive into flat pieces.

The divine spear and battle blade also severed a large chunk of Malphite's hand, but before these fragments hit the ground, they dissipated into the purest earth element and returned to Malphite's body.

Laufey's attack followed immediately. His raised halberd drew a semicircle in the air and struck the middle of the two. The ice elements of the entire planet quickly gathered towards the point of impact. This time, Anivia not only did not interfere with Laufey, but also added fuel to the fire. The elemental power raised by her wings and the force of the halberd's strike erupted simultaneously.

After a brief pause, a flat blue light burst forth, and a massive ice sheet spanning half the planet appeared in the air, freezing Corvus Glaive and Proxima Midnight within it.

This ice layer may seem thin enough to be broken by struggling up and down, but in reality, it is extremely cohesive, so much so that to escape, one must simultaneously shatter every connected piece of ice.

Just then, a portal in the distant territory of the Frost Giants suddenly collided, and a giant hand reached out from it, growing larger and larger.

When the five fingers reached the battlefield, they were already almost as large as Malphite's entire body. As the fingers closed, the ice layer spanning thousands of kilometers shattered into powder. Then, the frozen Corvus Glaive and Proxima Midnight fell into the palm of the giant hand and shrank towards the portal along with the giant hand.

During this time, all the attacks from everyone present had little effect on the giant hand. This dark layer of skin had higher magic resistance than dragon scales and stronger physical defense than an ancient mammoth.

Thanos!

Laufey sheathed his halberd and stood still. He knew that there was a big gap between him and Thanos, but he did not expect Thanos to be like this. This kind of person reminded him of Odin in his prime, who fought eight opponents at once and was truly invincible in the Nine Realms with the Spear of Eternity.

If Odin hadn't aged and his combat prowess hadn't declined, Raulfi wouldn't have dared to act so arrogantly.

After Corvus Glaive and Proxima Midnight were rescued, the portal exploded, giving no one a chance to reverse their location through the portal.

Yang Qiu, who was watching from the sidelines, sighed. Thanos was really paying attention, keeping a close eye on his subordinates, and his actions were decisive and timely.

Next time, when the real battle arrives, it won't be possible to so easily defeat Corvus Glaive and Proxima Midnight. After witnessing Malphite's unstoppable power, would anyone dare not dodge with all their might, stand still and take the hit head-on, or even try to use weapons to attack Malphite to cause damage? Corvus Glaive and Proxima Midnight are not such fools.

However, even though Thanos intervened and rescued Corvus Glaive and Proxima Midnight, Yang Qiu's goal had been perfectly achieved.

After the Frost Giants ambushed Malphite on Proxima Midnight and Laufey retaliated in a fit of rage, they were removed from Thanos's list of potential allies. Perhaps it's still unlikely that the Frost Giants will side with the Humans and Asgard, but it's certainly much better than the Frost Giants following Thanos.

In Jotunheim, after Thanos's giant hand left, the scene became inexplicably awkward.

Anivia hates Laufey, absolutely hates him. Mo Ling would love to tear him apart. Malphite is the type who leans towards Anivia but doesn't really want to fight Laufey to the death. Laufey has a fair opinion of Malphite, but feels a bit awkward and annoyed with Anivia. As for Mo Ling, well, he's a standard enemy.

In addition, Anivia also realized that with Malphite watching from the sidelines, it was unlikely that she and Moring could directly take down Laufey, not to mention the large number of Frost Giant elites that were on their way.

Laufey was also certain that even with himself and the soldiers who had arrived, it would be difficult to defeat the three guys in front of him. If Murphy were to launch another charge, a large number of elite soldiers would probably die. After all, Laufey did not have the ability to control earth elements, so he could not influence each other and reduce the effect of area attacks as he did when fighting Anivia.

Besides, just a moment ago, the people present had worked together very well. It's not that they couldn't turn on each other now, but it just feels a bit strange.

"Old Stone, have your men come over to discuss the division of the hunting grounds and the matter of elemental balance. I need to go back and discuss it with the clan's wise men." Lao Fei put away his halberd, proactively showing a little goodwill.

Mo Ling was still annoyed. Forget the hunting grounds, he wanted to take the situation back to the end of the Asgardian War, when the mountain giants' territory was even larger than that of the frost giants.

However, greed knows no bounds, and Mo Ling would not do such a thing. Having led the mountain giants in their struggle for so many years, he knows what is possible and what is impossible. If he can gain enough time to develop this time, Mo Ling is willing to accept it.

Anivia glanced at Lauf again, then spread her wings and flew away. Lauf's cooperative attitude was enough; the specifics could be dealt with later.

The elemental balance of Jotunheim was not disrupted in an instant, nor can it be repaired in a short time; the time units are all in the hundreds of years. Anivia needs to find a place to complete the interrupted Nirvana as soon as possible, otherwise the effects will follow her until her next Nirvana location.

Murphy straightened up, nodded to Laufey to show that the others had accepted his words, and then turned to leave. He preferred Dushi Mountain to this place that was all ice, at least there he could step on the ground instead of ice dozens or hundreds of meters away.

If this battlefield were in a different location, like Dushi Mountain, Murphy felt that if he were to crash into Proxima Midnight, it would definitely sever more than one of its arms.

After things gradually calmed down in Jotunheim, Yang Qiu checked on the condition of the others in the Solar System.

This script claims that all the stars have been revived, and the revived ones certainly can't be just Anivia. All the legendary professionals under the Human Alliance who haven't successfully evolved have been included in the cast of this script by Yang Qiu.

If the Human Alliance doesn't have enough energy accumulated within the Solar System, then they'll project some of it out through the Multiverse Portal. Relying on the unique characteristics of legendary professionals, they'll actively seek out other suitable universes or small worlds to leverage their resources. The goal is simply to rapidly increase their combat power. Once everything is over, the Human Alliance will fatten up the "chicken" (the resource) and then return it to the Human Alliance.

Of course, during this process, the management of each institution cannot be relaxed. Putting aside other issues, if all the heads of the Heavenly Court's departments were to leave together, the War Star would definitely fall into chaos, and might even come to a standstill for a period of time, which is unacceptable.

Therefore, the revival of some legendary figures who hold important positions and can still operate normally in the solar system will have to be postponed.

Chapter 390 Lanruo Temple

"Master, come quick! There's a dilapidated outhouse here where you can rest!"

"Here it comes, here it comes, slow down."

The two voices, one clear and the other deep and resonant, could be heard clearly even in the wind and snow, which showed the skill of the two speakers; they were at least people who had practiced martial arts for many years.

With a creak, the already dilapidated door of the outhouse collapsed. Exposed to wind and rain, the door was no longer able to fulfill its function.

A gust of cold wind blew snowflakes into the outhouse, and two monks dressed in thin clothes walked in one after the other.

"Master, please rest for a moment, I'll start the fire!"

As the young monk Shifang spoke, he looked around and noticed a few pieces of firewood, not yet wet, scattered in the corner of the outhouse, probably left behind by nearby villagers.

With a rustling sound, a campfire quickly blazed in the center of the house, its warm light barely raising the temperature inside the dilapidated hut.

Baiyun took a piece of cloth and cleaned the dust out of the latrine. She also picked up some of the original structure of the house that had fallen to the ground and stuffed it back into the hole.

Although the size is still not right and the repair effect is not very good, at least there is less snow blowing in from the outside.

"Master, what kind of day is this? It's snowing heavily in June, and we didn't bring any warm clothes when we came out. We almost froze to death."

Shi Fang sat on the ground, put his luggage aside, brought his hands close to the campfire, and shivered comfortably.

"Snow in June signifies a great injustice." Zen Master Baiyun sighed, leaving the rest of his sentence unsaid: "When a nation is about to perish, monsters will roam freely."

"Master, are you saying that Fu Tianchou was framed for assassinating the Emperor?" Shifang asked curiously.

When Baiyun gently tapped Shifang's head, she said, "Recite the Heart Sutra, calm your mind, and remember to find some firewood to replenish your supplies after the snow subsides."

Shi Fang stuck out his tongue. His master was always like this; whenever they talked about something, he would change the subject and not give a direct answer.

In the dead of night, a fierce wind howled, and the snow made the thatched hut creak and groan. The thatch on the roof was also blown into the wind, and more and more of the huts were exposed to the wind.

Shi Fang wrapped his arms around the campfire, trying his best to keep this only source of fire from going out.

But humans are just humans; how can they possibly block out all the wind?

In the flickering firelight, Shi Fang's shadow swayed everywhere, sometimes even merging together, which looked rather terrifying at first glance.

At this moment, Baiyun took off the basket on her back, which contained a golden Buddha statue.

At this time, the righteous path is waning while the evil path is rampant. The golden Buddha in Baiyun's hand represents their Buddhist temple's final support to those who are still fighting in the capital.

With the basket facing them, Baiyun and Jinfo looked at each other through the basket. Then, Baiyun slowly lowered his head and began to chant scriptures.

A faint golden light emanated from the golden Buddha and spread outwards. Under the illumination of the light, the wind and snow in the sky lessened by eight or nine tenths, and the campfire became much more stable.