Man in Marvel: The Manifestation of the Gods

In the bedroom in the Bronze Courtyard.

Rody sat on the sandalwood chair that belonged to Old Tang, looking at Odin across from him with his hands spread out and looking at Odin innocently.

"Cooperating with you is also a form of intrigue."

"You have to take some practical actions to make me trust you, right?"

"As we all know, dragons have no morals and no integrity."

Not to mention, a certain saint's temper might make him more popular among the dragon clan.

The dragon clan emphasizes the naked law of survival, and human morality does not apply here.

..

Rody said vividly:

"During the Ming Dynasty, Zhu Yuanzhang's fourth son, Zhu Di, rebelled against his eldest nephew and made a promise to his younger brother, Prince Ning."

"After the matter is accomplished, the two will share the world."

"The results of it?"

“Everyone knows that there is only one position at the top of power, and only one person can sit there.”

"Tsk~ Do you think I'm that stupid little dragon who likes to eat potato chips and watch God of Gamblers?"

"You loser, you want people to work for you without any benefit, haha"

Hearing Roddy's self-deprecating words, coupled with that contemptuous tone, Xia Mi's eyes curved into crescent shapes with a smile, and she covered her mouth and chuckled.

"puff!"

What's wrong with the little stupid dragon? She thinks it's fine.

And Odin remained silent.

He already knew it, so there was no need to talk further.

It was not difficult to hear from Roddy's words that he had never thought of forming an alliance with him.

..

Old Tang and his younger brother are just two big otakus. Besides, Rody is confident that he can suppress them in terms of strength, so he is not afraid.

But Odin is different.

Cooperate with him? What? Do you want to be made into a dragon meat mummy?

So Roddy stood up gracefully and brushed off the non-existent dust.

He flipped his hand and took out the Blood Shadow Blade from his personal space, and performed some sword moves in a dashing manner.

"Whoosh——" the sound of breaking wind was heard.

The blade is blood red, delicate and non-reflective. It may not be enough to face Odin directly, but it is enough to deal with the next generation.

Peace between dragons is always short-lived.

From ancient times to the present, the history of the dragon clan has only been about fighting.

It’s better to be cautious with the next generation possessed by Odin.

A knife is more suitable for fighting than a fist, at least in human form.

The flames of war quietly broke out.

The momentum of both sides collided in the air, and the atmosphere became solemn and uneasy.

As the former overlord of the earth, it exudes the majesty of a predator and does not give in to anyone else.

...

Odin wanted to try again.

The not-so-stupid Fenrir and Jörmungandr are tough opponents and will be a huge obstacle to his conspiracy.

Only the hoarse voice of the dragon echoed in the room.

"Fenrir, you have to think carefully. You and Jörmungandr alone cannot survive this storm."

"What? Threaten me?"

Rody raised his eyebrows, and the arrogance of a king burst out into fighting spirit.

With his left hand tightly grasping the sword, he could quickly draw it and swing it out in the next moment!

This sword is different from the slender style of the demon sword Murasame. It is thick and powerful, a bit similar to the ring-handled sword, but longer.

Give it to Rody, who has a power as heavy as a mountain.

just!

As for Odin's threat, there's nothing to be afraid of, because he has the biggest cheat in the world.

...

"Or do you really think you are a god while you are trapped in that shabby Nibelungen?"

Roddy's words continued to tease Odin's nerves, making his hidden face darker.

"presumptuous!"

These words finally hurt Odin, and he could no longer bear it.

With a roar, he was so powerful!

He glared at Rody, who was holding a sword and had a cold face. The armor engraved with mysterious patterns on his body swayed, making a crisp sound of steel colliding.

Hold the dark gold spear tightly in your hand.

"Let go of your grandmother's legs, you are so presumptuous!" Roddy responded with an even more violent roar: "I don't need you to tell me how to get through the storm, take care of yourself first."

While shouting, he did not forget to use his mental power to quietly lift up the bronze sword ornament hanging on the wall behind Odin's bed.

In silence.

The sword was slowly pulled out, and with a sharp cold light it was aimed at the head of Odin's possessed puppet.

As soon as Roddy had an idea, he could attack from both sides and chop off this guy's head with his sword!

"You...will regret this."

The negotiations broke down, and Odin's voice was filled with an icy chill that would last forever.

If He cannot win over the kings of the earth and the mountains, they will become stumbling blocks on His path forward.

They will eventually stand on opposite sides and there will be a war between the two sides.

Roddy also knew this, so when he saw the relationship was broken, he no longer restrained himself and responded loudly and generously.

"No, I will find your true self. I really look forward to the day when we meet again."

As he said this, Roddy sneered.

"I will tear your mouth apart bit by bit and trample your arrogant face under my feet."

“It makes me angry just looking at it!”

"boom--"

Don't wait for the words to finish.

His figure had disappeared in front of the seat, leaving only a residual shadow.

And the main body has already risen.

The so-called still as a mountain, swift as thunder!

He held the sword in his hand and chopped hard at the Odin puppet behind the table.

"Next time, at least bring two cartons of milk to see me. I won't let you worry about this. Just stay in solitary confinement!"

Odin also seemed to be enraged. The dragon eyes behind the iron mask were lit up, and he rushed towards Rody with a nearly three-meter-long spear in his hand.

It seemed that he was willing to fight for the dragon servant's life and also teach Rody a lesson.

As fast as the wind!

The King of Sky and Wind is naturally known for his speed. In a small space, he can even barely keep up with Rody's speed.

Word Spirit: Twelfth-order Moment!

Word Spirit: Twelfth level time zero!

All broke out

"Come on, let me see if you are worthy of calling yourself a god!"

As Rody spoke, the sword in his hand accelerated again, the Sixth Level Thunder Blade!

It transformed into a residual image and rushed towards the spear. The power increase from the Nine-Layer Thunder Blade, plus the combat power multiplier brought by the force.

In an instant, he brought forth a tremendous force and struck hard at the light golden spear of unknown material.

"Click——"

A crisp sound of explosion and shattering was heard.

The next moment, the spear in Odin's hand exploded, and countless metal fragments flew everywhere.

This is due to the excessive force.

The sword in Rody's hand did not stop at all, and he chopped down at Odin's head. The bronze sword behind him also cut towards his neck under the control of his mental power.

shouted angrily.

"Die!"

...

The sword flashed past.

Finally, it chopped down the bed woven by Lao Tang's vines, splitting it in two.

The room began to shake.

The bronze wall had become extremely fragile over the past thousand years, and even after being reinforced by Xia Mi, it was still unable to withstand the power of a Dragon King.