Chapter 590 This is the Black King’s Body
Nidhogg, the King of Darkness and the black dragon that symbolizes despair, finally wakes up after a long sleep. In the thousands of years since they last met, the world has changed dramatically, but the sun and the moon remain the same.

Xia Mo clearly felt an unprecedented powerful aura descending on the ocean. Even though she didn’t see its figure, her heart was trembling. The instinct of any life would send out the sharpest warning at this moment.

The waves were surging again, and the sea mountain three hundred meters deep slowly rose up, spitting out a black dust column directly upwards. The two rows of dragon pupils behind its head grew from small to large, and each one was a compound eye composed of countless hexagonal simple eyes.

The sea and mountains are His huge body, and those dense forests and flower-tree-like structures are the growth terminals on the surface of His body.

Nidhogg follows the spiral of genes and sacrifices countless lives, constantly replicating and growing infinitely like coral reefs and bamboo forests in the mountains, and finally creates a body as huge as a mountain.

Xia Mo looked up at the Black King Nidhogg swimming out of the sea, and in the distance saw a mountain rising above the sea. She spoke with emotion.

“This is the Black King’s body.”

“Yes.”

“Isn’t it really some kind of giant catfish that’s over a hundred meters long?”

“…”

Xia Mo remembered the oil painting about the death of Nidhogg hanging in the carriage of the CC1000 line train. The painter used such magnificent brushstrokes to depict the image of the Supreme Black King. Even though He was about to die, He was still terrifying and hideous, which shocked people.

Now what Xia Mo saw was a big catfish. It was as if a top student from Tsinghua University would be defrauded of more than a thousand yuan for unclogging a toilet. It was like a mountain collapsing.

In short, the Black King Nidhogg was slowly wandering on the sea with the raging waves, and his huge figure was pulling a huge tsunami that was sweeping around.

The health bar of the final boss is revealed, and Xia Mo and Mr. McLaren are about to start hunting.

The YAMAL is not suitable as a battlefield. It is sailing on the Arctic glaciers and is not even qualified to be affected. Once it is involved in the war between the two Dragon Kings hunting the Supreme, it will surely be crushed to pieces.

At Xia Mo’s request, she and Mr. McAllen stayed away from the YAMAL.

One person dances with the wind, while the other stands on the raging sea.

The two of them used the top spiritual words in their respective fields, Indra’s Wrath and Zhulong.

Mr. McAllen swung his blue cloak that appeared out of thin air, listened to the loud neighing of horses echoing in the sky and earth, and transformed into the furious Lord of Gods Odin.

Odin held high the spear of destiny, Kungunir, and dark thunderclouds gathered into a vortex above his head, competing with the aurora vortex. The latter was extremely gorgeous, while the former was filled with violence and destruction.

Purple and white arcs of electricity surged in the clouds, as if countless giant dragons were cruising in the sea of ​​clouds.

The lightning gradually compressed into a spherical energy body with a diameter of tens of meters. Molten gold-like plasma flowed on its surface. The gaps between the arcs were as dazzling as the scorching sun, illuminating the entire battlefield into a pale purgatory.

As Long Wen chanted, the power of thunder and lightning continuously poured into the thunder ball.

Then the ball of lightning gradually expanded and turned into a net of judgment covering the sky. Every strike of the electric knife was comparable to the explosion of a thermobaric bomb, cutting all matter in the area into dust.

The trajectory of lightning no longer follows the laws of nature, but is governed by Odin’s will. He uses thunder as a knife, cutting the sky and the sea at will. The net of judgment composed of raging thunder falls, pointing directly at the Black King who is happily playing in the water.

On the other side, Xia Mo entered the sub-human dragon state, with long hair dyed bright red, blazing golden eyes as majestic as the sun, skin scales as flawless as white jade, but with the color of lava flowing between the cracks. With the full authority of the Fire King, Xia Mo can naturally use the destructive Word Spirit Candle Dragon, and the effect will only be more powerful than Norton.

The temperature of the Arctic Ocean rose, the sea water evaporated, and thick fog spread. Even the strong winds on the sea could not blow it away.

Xia Mo closed her eyes, and the ancient and obscure dragon chant resonated from her throat, with each elemental syllable carrying the roar of an elemental riot.

The air within a radius of hundreds of kilometers suddenly twisted, and fire elements gathered at an almost crazy speed, forming visible red-gold flames surrounding Xia Mo.

At the end of the chant, red-gold flames suddenly rose high into the sky, like a nimble dragon with bared fangs and claws. When they fell again, they turned into a ball of fire with a diameter of several kilometers, and it was a grand meteor shower.

The Black King Nidhogg welcomed the double baptism of thunder and fire. The thunder blade plowed through the hard outer shell of his body. The rain of fire ignored the cold sea water and ignited the flowers and trees. The tearing pain made the Black King roar.

But the damage caused by the two top-level Word Spirits to the Black King was only superficial injuries. For example, if Fenrir was wounded and bleeding, he would roar loudly, but with his recovery ability, he could heal in the blink of an eye.

With the Black King’s physique, ordinary tactics are of no use, so Xia Mo uses her true abilities after releasing Zhulong to warm up the place.

Raise Laevatain to the sky and chant its true name, the Branch of Destruction, to release its second form, summoning the fire giant Surtr to engage in close combat with the Black King Nidhogg.

The maximum size of Surtur that Xia Mo can summon right now is about fifty meters, but this is actually not his limit.

But the growth of any life requires time. Xia Mo has only experienced a few years in the dragon world, and there is not enough nourishment for the fire giant to grow into the towering giant in the myth.

Fortunately, its size of more than 50 meters is suitable for dealing with Nidhogg in its embryonic stage.

Surtur stood on the sea without falling because Odin used the Eye of the Wind King for him. Xia Mo and Odin joined forces, and the power of thunder ran along the rock body that was spewing lava, making him even more violent and crazy.

The Black King Nidhogg just wanted to eat the snacks, but he didn’t expect to run into two vicious villains who bullied children. He didn’t want to fight Surtur head-on, so he endured the continuous damage from Zhulong and Indra’s wrath. A vast dragon roar echoed in his throat, and he began to try to dive underwater.

Moisturized, moistened.

How could Xia Mo let the Black King Nidhogg get his wish? She controlled Surtur with her mind and made him rush forward and pounce on him. The giant wrapped in thunder and fire could ignore the elemental damage of the Word Spirit, but instead made him more resilient.

The Black King Nidhogg swung his long tail and exerted tremendous strength to shake Surtur off, but failed, so he twisted his fat body into a U shape and bit Surtur’s arm.

The two giant beasts wrestled with each other.

Xia Mo sent a teammate communication to Odin.

“Reject marginal OB.”

Odin in the sky sighed, and then transformed into Gungnir. Since it was a fake, he was not afraid of damage. Countless golden ripples appeared behind Odin, and the magic spear Gungnir was shot out like a storm, and its speed was comparable to that of a machine gun.

Odin’s shooting range was very accurate, all of them hit the side of Black King Nidhogg, and Black King Nidhogg suffered a lot of damage.

The battle continues.

(End of this chapter)