Meanwhile.
At the scene.
Mithrus was engulfed in lightning, and it took him a long time to emerge, clearly having reached his limit.
However, Ao Yuan did not relax his vigilance, but continued to stare intently.
In Ao Yuan's eyes, Mithrus was, after all, a God King!
He could not afford to be careless until the very last moment.
After all, even a lion hunts a rabbit with all its might!
"Ah!"
At this moment, Mithrus suddenly let out a resounding roar.
A figure then burst out from the surging lightning!
This figure was covered in wounds and exuded a weak aura!
And this figure was none other than Mithrus!
"He actually came out!"
Ao Yuan's eyebrows twitched slightly.
"I want you dead, I want you dead! I will make sure you die!" Mithrus, having escaped, did not flee but looked at Ao Yuan in a frenzy.
Immediately after, he unleashed his entire spiritual energy and charged directly at Ao Yuan.
Ao Yuan's expression was calm as he effortlessly blocked Mithrus's attack with a casual strike.
Having fought this battle to this point, Mithrus, in his severely wounded state, was no longer as powerful as before.
Yet, even so, he had no intention of stopping.
He continued to attack Ao Yuan wildly, his frenzied demeanor suggesting he would not rest until Ao Yuan was annihilated.
"With attacks like these, are you trying to tickle me?"
After blocking Mithrus's several assaults, Ao Yuan frowned and lost the mood to continue brawling with Mithrus.
From the current situation, Ao Yuan knew that Mithrus was nearing his end.
"Very well! As you are a deity, allow me to send you on your final journey!"
"Dragon God Claw!"
With a sigh, Ao Yuan's claws suddenly glowed, and he leaped high into the air, striking downwards at Mithrus with a speed he could not react to!
At this moment!
No matter how tumultuous Mithrus's heart was, nor how shocked he was, he was unable to resist. He frantically tried to block the strike, but in his severely wounded and critical state, he was utterly unable to withstand it!
At this very moment, Mithrus could feel an endless aura of death enveloping him.
"To think that all six God Kings would ultimately perish at his hands?"
Gazing at the dragon claws that were rapidly growing larger before his eyes, Mithrus seemed to resign himself to fate.
He ceased all struggle.
Although he did not wish to die, he truly saw no possibility of survival.
Swish!
At this instant, the dragon claws descended upon Mithrus's head.
Ao Yuan's dragon claws did not pause but continued to descend swiftly.
Slash!
A conspicuous claw mark quickly appeared on Mithrus's head.
"I… I am going to die!"
This was Mithrus's last thought.
But as he closed his eyes, ready to accept his fate.
Boom!
The void around Mithrus suddenly tore open, revealing a massive rift.
A withered hand, imbued with infinite power, reached out from within, effortlessly blocking Ao Yuan's dragon claws.
"Who!"
Ao Yuan's expression changed, and immense dragon might and heavenly pressure surged forth.
At this moment, Ao Yuan truly did not expect anyone could save Mithrus!
"I am… Odin! The Allfather!"
A hoarse voice echoed from all directions.
"Esteemed Daoist friend, you have committed enough bloodshed. Let Mithrus go!"
"Odin the First God!"
Mithrus, who had closed his eyes, now opened them, filled with the joy of surviving a near-death experience.
He truly did not expect Odin to appear at this final moment!
Odin had not appeared for tens of thousands of years, and no one in the Celestial Road could locate him.
Everyone had long assumed Odin had perished, only for him to reappear now!
"Odin!"
Just hearing the name, Ao Yuan trembled violently.
Ao Yuan had no concept of how strong Odin was.
However, the mere projection of Odin, formed by Mithrus, Fenrir, and Atos, had already pushed him to his brink.
It was fortunate that he had captured Chaos earlier and prevented him from participating.
Otherwise, the victor of the battle would have been uncertain.
And the true Odin, Ao Yuan knew without a doubt, must be far more formidable than the projection formed by the combined strength of four individuals.
However, after the initial shock, Ao Yuan calmed himself.
This was because Odin had not attacked him directly.
Ao Yuan did not believe Odin to be a benevolent being!
Since he had saved Mithrus, why had he not saved the others?
Did the others mean nothing in his eyes?
Ao Yuan did not believe this.
"Let me spare Mithrus?" Ao Yuan said coldly.
"With you? Who do you think you are!"
As these words were spoken, time seemed to fall silent.
Mithrus's eyes widened.
At this moment, he wondered if he had misheard.
That was the great Odin the First God!
His power was beyond anyone's imagination!
And Ao Yuan!
He actually dared to retort to him!
"Boy, are you seeking death!"
Rumble!
A thunderous voice erupted from all directions.
"Hmph! How ludicrous!"
Ao Yuan said coldly, "Did no one tell you not to snatch food from a tiger's mouth?"
"And I am a Dragon!"
"Roar!"
A fierce roar erupted, and the spiritual energy within him surged out.
The surrounding area transformed into brilliant, dazzling lights.
Each light represented something different, and all of them were the innate divine abilities of the Dragon race that Ao Yuan commanded!
At this moment!
Under the brilliant light, the surrounding temperature seemed to drop to freezing point.
Mithrus's heart filled with terror, his face pale with dread.
He could feel that Ao Yuan genuinely intended to annihilate him in front of Odin.
This was not merely a threat.
"Dragon descendant, do you truly intend to fight me!" Odin asked sternly, his face darkening.
"Fight you?"
Ao Yuan smiled and said, "You? A clown who only dares to hide in the shadows?"
As he spoke, Ao Yuan's body moved, and with a sweep of his dragon claws, he gestured forward.
Rumble!
A shocking sound erupted as the lights that had been swirling around Ao Yuan surged outwards and charged ferociously towards Mithrus.
"This is bad!"
Mithrus's expression changed drastically. With his current condition, he was utterly incapable of withstanding Ao Yuan's attack!
In desperation, he cast a hopeful gaze towards Odin.
From the current situation, only Odin could save him.
"Damn it!"
A deafening roar echoed from all directions.
Following that.
The hand that had emerged from the void glowed, and then it blocked in front of Mithrus.
Boom!
Countless lights collided, creating an earth-shattering sound that reverberated endlessly!
Although the majority of the impact was blocked, the residual shockwave caused Mithrus's face to instantly turn pale.
However, he felt no joy at being defended.
Because.
He saw that under this strike, although Odin had managed to block it.
The hand that had materialized had become noticeably more illusory.
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