Sun God Marvel Chapter 587: The Legion’s first chapter

Mu Ross is one of the most special generals under the Balrog Lord Surtel. Also the leader of the First Army of the Flame Giants.

Said he can fight, but it may not be possible. At the very least, compared with the Shaman Rasnake of the Elemental Army, his combat effectiveness is simply not worth mentioning. In terms of real combat effectiveness, he is even a little stronger than the lava giant.

But such a person can become the leader of the First Army under the Balrog King, and no one has any meaning, which is enough to explain his ability.

Mu Ross is one of the few flame giants who has a big picture. He is a wise counselor, not a brave warrior. Although this is nothing great for the flame giant. Even to say that his resourcefulness can only dominate in this country full of muscles and brains. But he is indeed a special existence.

And the most special thing is not here, the most special thing is his identity.

Mu Ross is not a traditionally-born flame giant. He is an artificial giant made with his own blood by the Balrog King Sirtel himself. And as such a special existence, he has an extremely extraordinary ability. It is precisely because of this ability that he has a resounding nickname among the flame giants-the heart of the legion.

There has never been a wrong name, no nickname. The nickname of the Heart of the Legion has already made his ability clear. Just like Mu Ross can summon the Elemental Legion and the Shaman Rasnake from the magma pool, he has the power to rely on the medium to summon the Flame Giant Legion.

The fifty large legions under the King of the Flame Demon are all within the range of his summons. And when he exerted his abilities to the limit, he could even bring all the fifty legions to the battlefield.

Now, it's time for Mu Ross to use his abilities to the limit. Because at this moment, he has crushed his heart.

It is a heart like a gemstone like Kunt Gander, and above that heart is the magical blood like a flowing crimson crystal. The blood entangled around the heart like runes, providing strength to Mu Ross and shaping vitality for Mu Ross. But now, all this has been broken.

The breaking of the heart not only ended the life of Mu Ross, but also exerted the power that Surtel gave him to the limit. At the moment when the heart was broken, a huge fire appeared out of thin air from the position of the heart, and then fell to the ground like a falling flower.

The appearance of this flame made Bren Hill De instinctively feel something abnormal. So she immediately stretched out Grammer in her hand and slashed towards the falling flames. However, when her blade touched the flame, she couldn't help but shock.

The unimaginable high temperature came from this flame, causing Glamour itself to be burnt red instantly. The Excalibur was wailing in pain, and Buren Hill De's hand holding the sword was also spattered by the burnt skin in an instant. The power of the flame is beyond terrifyingly powerful, even though Bren Hill De is still enduring this cruel heat desperately. But the unicorn under her could not hold on anymore.

This strange flame has the aura of the Balrog King Surtel, and such a breath is too terrifying for a unicorn. So that when the flame just showed some power, the unicorn had already waved its wings regardless, and leaped far away with Bren Hill Germany.

For the unicorn, this may be a good thing for the Savior, but for Bren Hill, it is a bad thing.

Without the blocking of Buren Hill, the flame suddenly accelerated, and then plummeted to the ground. Then, visible to the naked eye, an endless fierce fire burst out, swallowing everything around and completely changing all the existing things.

Plants and other things on the ground were turned into ashes, while the soil, stones, and hard gravel were completely melted and turned into liquid magma.

The flames raged into a perfect circle, and in this circle, the red rolling lava had begun to restlessly restlessly, exuding weird and messy power fluctuations.

Something started to rise from the inside, it was a warrior in the form of a giant. Not one, not a group, but an uncountable number, far exceeding the number of Asgard troops at the moment. There were ordinary giants in the middle, as well as lava giants the size of a mountain. In addition, there are giants that look like half humans and half beasts, and ride giants that look like horses. And a weird looking giant with several arms and heads, looking mighty and domineering. There are everything, and the variety makes the scalp numb.

Looking at such an army of giants, even Bren Hill, who has experienced many battles, furrowed his eyebrows deeply, and a gloomy sadness condensed between his eyebrows.

She could see clearly that the types in it almost included all the armies under the command of the Balrog King. Judging from the current situation, the fifty legions under the Balrog King, plus the previous First Legion and Elemental Legion, are all here.

This is enough to make the flame giant like a rolling wheel running over a bug blocking the way, crushing all the soldiers Asgard gathered here into debris. But such a situation is something that Bren Hill De never wants to see.

So she immediately shouted to her sister.

"Quickly stop these giants, don't let them come across the world through this lava. In that case, all our efforts have been completely wasted!"

Speaking of this, regardless of the burn on her hand, she held up Glamor, who was still hot in her hand, and once again released a deadly dragon fire.

Along with her are the many Valkyries behind her. Magic, divine tool, or its own divine power, every Valkyrie is desperately releasing its own power, projecting it toward the expanding circle of lava on the ground.

The soaring dragon fire and countless brilliance gathered together, turned into a pure white flame-like beam of light, and soared towards the giant legion that appeared in the lava. The Valkyries have very consistent meanings, that is, even if the magic lava of this summoning legion cannot be destroyed, they must be hit hard enough before these legions descend.

However, they didn't realize that everything was just their own powerless struggles, their own vain fantasies, until things got to the back.

When the beam of light that gathered the power of the Valkyrie **** reached the lava, a huge figure appeared. It was an extremely clear figure, the same as the Balrog King who appeared in the main hall of Odin's Golden Palace, but it was clearer, more distinguishable, and more fearful and panic.

The ebony-golden goat-like horns entangled on the head of this tall, majestic mountain-like giant, making him look as majestic as wearing a crown. The blazing flames covered his entire head, making his face look extremely vague. Although vague, it was enough to make people barely see his features. That hideous and arrogant expression made people feel as soon as they looked. To the unimaginable majesty and domineering.

The muscular body is as tall and mighty as the flame giant, but it is stronger and more explosive in comparison. The scaly surface skin of the armor and the crimson crystal-like blood vessels exposed through the gaps in the skin made him look full of strength and oppression.

Sulter, Lord of the Flame Demon, showed his figure at this moment. Although it is not the ontology, it is just an illusion that closely resembles the ontology. But it also possesses an overwhelming and terrifying power. Especially for the Valkyries present.

Faced with the attack of the Valkyrie, the extremely tall Flame Demon King just assumed the posture of holding a sword and slashing virtually like the last time, causing the pure white beam of light to be instantly annihilated in the void. And when he once again made the action of holding a sword and pressing down suddenly. The invisible power instantly turned into a hot storm, blowing all the Valkyrie in the air far away.

At this time, Surtel looked at the midair and insisted on being there, barely maintaining the Bren Hill Germany. There was a willful smile.

"Bren Hill, my favorite Valkyrie. Unexpectedly, we met again. What? Now that you have changed your mind, are you going to give me everything you have?"

"Sulter!" Biting his lips tightly, Bren Hill De still made this sound stubbornly. "Never, you Evil Demon. I will never give in like you!"

"Ha, ha!" Hearing this answer, the Balrog laughed with disdain. "What I admire most is your stubborn character. But if you are too stubborn, it is stupid. At this moment, do you think you will have any chance of comeback? Or do you think you have any hope of existence? Right?"

"Look in front of you~IndoMTL.com~My army is ready to go. In just a few minutes, they will be able to walk out of this door and officially enter the world of your Asgard. At that time, you have What is the ability to stop them? What is the ability to organize the raging flames? By you? Or by your father who has been unconscious? Or the reinforcements you invited?"

"You have no hope! This is your destiny, this is your future. So, the last chance. Decide whether to surrender in despair, or to walk with your world in your hope Into destruction! This is my last tolerance. As a king, I will give you a chance to choose!"

Is there really no hope? Seeing such an invincible King of the Flame Demon, Bren Hill De's heart is almost sinking. But she did not completely lose hope, because she knew that there was still a glimmer of light in all this. As long as the glimmer of light is still there, things will still turn around.

But where is this dawn now? Bren Hill Germany is already distraught. But at this moment, a familiar whisper rang in her ears.

"Sister, take them to avoid, as far as possible. Your hero will appear soon!" (to be continued~^~)