As soon as Midsummer Night finished speaking, a three-meter tall gray giant suddenly appeared above that person's head and came crashing down with a strong gale.
That person raised his head in a daze, obviously not expecting such a thing to happen.
Most importantly, all of this happened without warning!
When he reacted, he saw a huge hand coming down from the sky and pressing down on his head, pinning him to the ground. Without any pleasantries or pleasantries, he was directly pounded on the ground and violently rubbed against.
Boom boom boom!
Under Midsummer Night's control, Dumbo didn't hold back at all and pounded the leader of the dark elves on the ground with all his might.
Boom boom boom, boom boom boom!
Those who knew that this was a fight, but those who didn't would think that Rolan's Golden Palace was renovated.
The leader of the dark elves, who had just been teasing Midsummer Night, had messy hair in less than three seconds. His originally ugly but cool black clothes were now full of holes.
His braided hair was also disheveled.
His eyes were empty, and his clothes were mysterious. His face was full of confusion and his eyes were empty. It was obvious that he couldn't believe what had happened to him in such a short period of time.
Before he could figure out what was going on, Dumbo suddenly pinned him to the ground and beat him back and forth, as if trying to break him apart. Then, it smeared some marinade on him and covered him with bread crumbs, as if it was trying to make Er Pang next door cry from craving for food.
"Enough!!!!!"
As the leader of the Dark Spirit Realm, how could he endure such humiliation?
He was furious, and at the same time, a mystical power exploded from his body. In that instant, Dumbo didn't even manage to grab him and let go of him subconsciously.
This leader's eyes were a little red as he glared at Frigg. "You are making fun of me … Ugh …"
Before he could finish his sentence, Dumbo had used his other hand to grab his head and throw it back at him. With one hand holding his head, the other hand clenched into a fist and pummeled Dumbo's head and face. Dumbo's eyes widened in disbelief as he looked at Dumbo. Dumbo's eyes widened in disbelief.
Midsummer Night was in so much pain that Frigg couldn't bear to watch. "Why don't you just give me a quick death?"
"Sure."
Midsummer Night nodded, and the sword in his hand flashed. Just as he was about to step forward, he suddenly frowned and slashed to his side.
Ding!
With a crisp sound, Midsummer Night's blade landed on a pitch-black Curse Elf.
His face was ferocious and ugly, and when he opened his mouth, a dense black mist came out. A huge force pushed Midsummer Night, and for a moment, Midsummer Night was forced to retreat again and again. However, the left hand that was hidden behind his back had already condensed a white light, and in an instant, a strong flame had already been pushed out by Midsummer Night.
"Hou!!!!!!"
With a blood-curdling screech, the Curse Spirit roared and kicked Midsummer Night in the chest.
A layer of golden light covered his body. As Midsummer Night added a layer of Reinforced Iron Bones, he also kicked the Curse Spirit. Two huge forces collided, but both of them didn't move.
It was fine that they didn't move, at least not for Midsummer Night.
However, the Curse Spirit was in so much pain that Midsummer Night's hand was still on its head.
Since Midsummer Night didn't move, the Curse Spirit immediately jumped back and saw Frigg next to him. Before he could do anything, he saw a layer of golden shield around Frigg. The Curse Spirit roared and threw a punch at the shield. The shield rippled, but it didn't seem like it was going to break.
At the same time, Midsummer Night dashed toward the Curse Spirit again.
The Crow God's Wings on his back were spread out. As he flew toward the Curse Spirit, a black light surged from his wings. It was a Feather Blade Storm!
At that moment, the Curse Spirit looked away from Frigg and glanced at Midsummer Night. Finally, it fixed its gaze on its leader. It immediately wrapped its body into a ball and dashed through Midsummer Night's Feather Blade Storm, pouncing toward Dumbo.
The Curse Spirit was extraordinarily powerful. Dumbo was originally focused on killing the leader of the Dark Elves under Midsummer Night's control. Now that the Curse Spirit was pouncing toward it, it couldn't react in time. Its huge body was knocked to the side and smashed many buildings around it.
The Curse Spirit didn't chase after it.
With Midsummer Night and Dumbo here, it was impossible for their plan to succeed.
With that thought in mind, it grabbed the leader who was beaten to a pulp on the ground. It only took two steps to reach the balcony and jumped out.
In the process, it glanced at the leader in its arms, whose face was bruised and swollen. It looked like he was going to die soon. It almost shed a tear.
Why did these two people suddenly appear out of nowhere in the plan?
When Summer Night chased after them, the two of them had already boarded a fighter jet that looked like a Tomahawk and was flying away.
After thinking for a while, Midsummer Night did not chase after them.
There were still a lot of things to deal with. These two people would still be useful in the future.
He turned around to look at Frigg and removed the Qi Shield.
"Can we call it a day?"
Frigg said.
Midsummer Night thought for a while and shook his head. "I think this is just the beginning."
He came to Dumbo's side and kept him into the decomposing space. Then he said to Frigg, "Empress, do you know about the Twilight of the Gods?"
Frigg's expression changed slightly. Finally, she smiled and said, "Everything is up to you now."
"…"
Midsummer Night was speechless. If this wasn't a collusion, he would definitely not believe it.
"Why … do I feel like I've been tricked by you guys again?" He frowned and reorganized everything in his mind.
The awakening of aether and the countdown to the Twilight of the Gods. Did Odin foresee everything that happened in the Rolan's Golden Palace?
Midsummer Night was more inclined to believe that he already knew, but he didn't know how to change it.
Therefore, Odin gave him the greatest freedom and allowed him to do as he pleased.
Thus, he saved Frigg's death?
If all of this was really foreseen by Odin, then the living Frigg must have given Odin more confidence.
At this thought, Midsummer Night looked up and suddenly laughed. "If that's the case, then I think you should rest well for two days.
Why don't you go to Kamar-Taj for a holiday? "
"Good idea."