Chapter 621 (1/2)

The wolf came out of the darkness beside the throne and recognized the man's smell.

Pretending to be food, pretending to be Odin's mortal.

It bared its teeth and growled like a demonstration, but it didn't come forward to attack. Instead, its hind legs were still shaking slightly.

Not everyone has the courage to face the doomed defeat, let alone a wolf?

It can break Tyr's hand, but it can't bite off the clay like symbiont, and the impregnable skeleton of the death knell, and its weapons, fangs and claws, pose no threat to the enemy.

Its existence is used to deal with the gods of Asgard. Its fur, saliva and even cold breath can restrain the Protoss.

But when it comes to fighting humans, it doesn't work.

Su Ming shakes the God killer in his hand, turns it into a long handled Warhammer, and slowly walks towards the wolf.

”Hamil, prepare for hypnosis, Siri, go to earth and get some sleeping pills.”

The wolf is a hairy end, the end of Asgard, but neither suming, who wants to maintain the twilight of the gods, nor rocky, who wants to stop them, can kill him.

It's not too much trouble for us to start catching the big dog.

It is useless for rocky to kill it. Those who kill the wolf and push the gods to dusk will produce giant cats, giant dogs and even giants, so they will even modify the prophecy itself.

Winter of wind, winter of sword, winter of wolf, it is said in the prophecy.

But change to winter of water, winter of gun, winter of bear, will things change? No, it turns out that the gods are still at dusk.

The winter of the wolf is only a sign that the gods will have some time to prepare for the aftermath, that is, the final announcement, before they are purged.

”Ferrell, I know you understand me, and I understand your mission... I can give you a choice. Did you pass out on your own medicine? Or hope in magic hypnosis? Or my physical hypnosis? ”

As soon as she finished speaking, Shirley appeared beside Su Ming with a small box in her arms. After thinking for a long time, she asked Qin Jiu to help get animal anesthetics from the black market.

Given that wolves are much bigger than elephants, gin has wiped out almost all the stocks on the black market in New York.

In the United States, it's easy to get bullets. There are all kinds of ammunition on the black market. At the end of World War II, if you look carefully, you can buy the energy gun of Hydra.

On the contrary, hunting anesthetics are more difficult to make. Formal channels require procedural approval. The black market is also very small. Zoos and Rangers do not need to buy from the black market.

As a result, the whole of New York was ransacked, and such a small box was obtained.

Shirley took out the contents and showed them to Su Ming. They were all tubes of emerald green reagents, which matched the style of the underworld.

Su Ming took it and shook it in his hand to show it to the wolf. Although he didn't know whether to take it orally or to inject it, it was good. It looked like apple soda.

But the wolf looked at him warily, and the hair on his neck was up.

”Hamir.”

The magician threw his prepared magic. In order to enhance his effectiveness, Hamil also specially used the star projection technique of VisANT. He planned to knock the soul of the wolf out of his body and make him fall into a deep sleep in disguise.

But fenrier just came to the same place to roll a lazy donkey, will avoid the magic like transparent strength, his mouth also issued a roar, flashing cold teeth friction.

Su Ming nodded: ”this is your choice. In fact, I think the physical method is the most reliable. Don't worry, it won't let you sleep forever.”

Tyr on one side also tried to rescue the wolf, but was immediately entangled by secret guests. All kinds of black and white magic were used everywhere. The dazzling magic light made the hall colorful, and the Nordic God of war soon fell into a disadvantage.

It was like a forest growing out of the ground, and the huge sticky tentacles were like a tsunami over tyre's head.

Don't say from the inside out, even and the outside line of sight are cut off.

As the Lord of hell, her casting costs are all compensated by hell. As long as she does not borrow the power of ancient gods, she hardly needs to bear any cost herself.

The secret guest doesn't need eyes to know Tyr's position and his present situation. These sticky magic objects are the extension of her will. It's like her own arm. She's holding tyre firmly.

So she took her sword and walked slowly into the jungle of tentacles. The black and purple branches made way for her, so that she could personally end up trapped in the God of war.

At this time, Su Ming was close to the wolf with his cloak. Even though he tried to avoid it, his speed was still too slow compared with the magic floating cloak.

As soon as Su Ming touched the skin of a living wolf, it was fixed in a metal shell.