The Last Valkyrie: The Myth of the Deity of All Peoples Comes

[No spoilers for the comic party, I haven't read it yet. 】

[What time is it now, and I still want to spoil it or not. 】

[I'm damn, mine is... Pikachu? ?What can I win, one hundred thousand volts of thunder? 】

[Brothers, I think I'm going to die, I got Crayon Shin-chan. 】

【I, I am actually Bu Jingyun...】

Ye Feng also saw it from their chat.

Indeed, as long as it is a recognized character, it can appear.

Slowly stretched out his hand, ready to draw his first character.

"It seems that the drawing of this mythical advent card is not random. It reads the cognition of the caller to set the deck. The first game is Thor. Then I, Luffy, yes, I will draw Luffy .”

Ye Feng muttered to himself, chanting Luffy's name all the time.

In my mind, it's all about Luffy.

"Luffy……"

With a strange cry, he directly pulled out a gold card.

Ye Feng: "Hold the fuck."

He stared blankly at the characters on the deck.

On the card is a handsome young man.

Wearing a Chinese costume.

There is a prominent scar on his forehead.

Looks like nothing but handsome.

The words "Guankou Erlang" are clearly written on the top of the gold card.

Ye Feng: "Who, I don't know him, hey, there's a bug, I don't know this guy."

This is a fatal thing.

But the voice ignored him at all.

Ye Feng's mouth was dry for a while, and he looked at the characters on the gold card.

There is always a sense of familiarity.

"Guankou Erlang, Guankou Erlang, holding fuck, I remembered, Guankou Erlang Xiansheng Zhenjun, nima, Yang Jian."

Ye Feng cried out excitedly.

When everyone gets a mortal body.

He actually got the Huaxia God? ?

That's not what cheating is.

It turns out that the ones drawn are not necessarily human beings, and that's right, they can even draw Pikachu.

got rich.

Ye Feng was excited.

Steady, steady, this wave is steady.

It's just that if you draw Erlang Shen, you don't have to draw it so handsome.

Almost handsomer than me.

Nor let a dog go or hold his three-pointed two-edged knife.

Unrecognizable, you say this.

This Yang Jian just looks younger.

Could it be that he has not yet become a fairy? ?

Ye Feng groaned in his heart.

Erlang God who has not yet become a fairy?Is it great?

The next moment, there was a whirlwind.

He lost consciousness.

When he opened his eyes again.

Actually in a dark passage.

There was a cheer at the end of the passage.

Ye Feng stared blankly at his hands.

He touched his forehead again.

Did he really become Erlang Shen Yang Jian?

in the arena.

The gods are boiling.

The host of Ragnarok, Doom Watcher: Heimdall's excited voice came.

"The rules of the game are very simple. The death of one of the humans and the gods will determine the winner."

"Next, the one who will lead the battle for the gods is... this man."

The gods looked in the direction Heimdall pointed.

At the end of the dark passage, a red-haired man sat on the throne.

In front of him was a huge hammer that was bigger than his body.

Heimdall: "Every god wants to see that guy show his true strength. His thunder hammer is enough to shatter the earth. If he doesn't play, who can play? Live for battle, die for battle."

"The strongest in Northern Europe, Thor."

With his inflammatory words.

Countless thunder condensed in the arena.

Thor's handsome figure instantly appeared in the arena.

The cheers of the gods sounded.

Ye Feng knew that everything was proceeding according to the plot, the first scene was indeed this guy.

Ye Feng: "Lu Bu died at the hands of this guy, Thor, the god of thunder, I don't know if I can do it."

Clenched fist.

Unprecedented powerful force filled every corner of the body.

Accompanied by the cheers of the arena.

Ye Feng's blood was surging.

Now, he is challenging the western gods on behalf of the Chinese gods.

So what if he drew Yang Jian when he was young.

The word Huaxia gave him infinite confidence.

Heimdall: "Next is the human representative who challenged the gods. The vanguard of stupid human beings is Erlang Guankou and Yang Jian."

The gods were talking.

"Yang Jian? I haven't heard of it."

"Hehe, so what if I heard about it, how could it be Lord Saul's opponent."

"That's right, anyway, no matter who it is, Sir Saul can be crushed to death in an instant."

"How did Brunhilde choose someone? It's not interesting to choose someone like this."

These words are very similar to Ye Feng's barrage when they are watching anime.

Ye Feng knew that he was the one who made the appearance.

There is no exaggerated way of appearance.

The domineering Yang Jian, no, it's Ye Feng now, walking towards the arena step by step.

The sound of tick-tock footsteps was particularly loud.

The gods all stared at the entrance of the passage.

Ye Feng slowly appeared.

Receive the gaze of the gods.

Aphrodite: "Hey, he's pretty handsome."

Shiva: "What's the use of being handsome, human beings are just playthings of the gods."

Rocky: "Hey, I've never heard of Erlang Kaneguchi."

The two crows on Odin's shoulders also laughed at him: "Nobody."

"Let's go back, I still want to fight Lord Sol."

Ye Feng was watched by the gods.

Heart is beating fast.

That was the surging will to fight, the fighting spirit deeply rooted in Yang Jian's body.

Although Ye Feng was nervous, he was also infected.

Thor's eyes are flat. In his eyes, human beings have always been as humble as ants.

The handsome white robe was thrown off his body.

Carry Thor's Hammer on your shoulders.

Exposing a body of tight muscles.

The cheers of the gods sounded.

No matter how handsome Yang Jian is, he can't stop the gods from worshiping Thor, the strongest god of thunder in Northern Europe.

Ye Feng looked up at the sky.

In his memory, if human beings want to defeat the gods, they need the Valkyrie artifact to be refined and transformed into his weapon.

Although he is very confident in Yang Jian, this battle is about his life after all.

really.

In the sky, a green light suddenly fell down.

Ye Feng stretched out his palm in a grip.

The green light fell into Ye Feng's hands.

Quickly transforms into a classic three-pointed two-edged knife.

Ye Feng's eyes lit up: "It really is you, a three-pointed two-edged knife."

The three-pointed and two-edged knife swept across.

A cloud of dust was raised in front of him.

Heimdall: "This is the so-called battle between the two strongest characters, and the emotions of the audience have reached a boiling point."

The God of Peace with glasses: "Master Saul, a mere human, let him be destroyed with one blow."

This is also the voice of the gods.

Ye Feng glanced at the gods in the arena.

The corners of the mouth are slightly upturned.

It is not certain who will destroy whom.