"Please possess the martial soul!" Park Jimin moaned, and the statue of Athena behind him suddenly burst out with a strong light, turning into a white light and flew into Park Jimin's body. An ancient and terrifying aura came to the world.

Park Jimin's black long skirt was windless, and her whole body emitted a powerful pressure. Her eyes were staring at the demon indifferently. The surging evil aura erupted from behind her, as if a sea of ​​corpses and blood was lingering around her.

If the demon gives people the feeling of evil and powerful, then Park Jimin is now like a real God of War, an invincible and domineering God of War!

Park Jimin's spear in his hand let out a light moan, and the entire gun body was shaking at a special rhythm, as if excited and eager for a refreshing battle.

A huge sense of threat enveloped the demon's heart. Before he could make a harsh statement, Park Jimin, on the opposite side, stepped on the ground with one foot and directly blew the ground under his feet. He approached the demon at a speed that could not be captured by his naked eyes.

So fast!

The demon's pupils suddenly shrank, and with his spiritual sense in the Taixu realm, he could only barely capture Park Jimin's trajectory. The woman's speed reached an outrageous level. Without time to think about it, his right hand changed into a red sword, and he felt that he met the silver spear in Park Jimin's hand.

bite!

A crisp clash of confrontation came, and the demon's entire right arm was numb by Park Ji-min's gun. Park Ji-min just shook his arm and removed the demon's power. He swung his arm and stabbed the demon's head with another shot.

In terms of strength, he was actually not as good as this woman! The demon's mind was shocked, but he didn't have time to think about it. The two sickles behind him crossed in front of him like lightning, barely holding Park Jimin's second shot, but Park Jimin twisted his body expressionlessly, his black long skirt flew, and a side kick hit the demon's waist hard.

The devil felt a huge force coming from his waist, slightly shifting his internal organs. After a mouthful of blood was sprayed out, he was kicked into the air. He could only control the pair of flesh wings behind him and barely stabilize his body and land lightly on the ground.

What kind of monster is this woman? The devil looked at Park Jimin as cold as ice. He was not afraid of him and began to feel palpitations.

In the distance, Peter, who had arrived hurriedly, saw Park Jimin's soaring, and couldn't help but lose his mind and mutter to himself.

"I'm also talking about me, haven't you secretly broken through to the fourth level? Now it seems that I may not be able to beat you." A bitter smile appeared on Peter's face.

The devil covered his waist and half squatted on the ground. The foot just now hurt him very much. Suddenly he turned his head and looked in the other direction, his face as if he was earthy.

Peter, wearing golden armor, was walking towards him. A golden holy sword appeared in Peter's hand. The dazzling holy light made the devil frightened. The intensity of this holy light was much greater than that of Ji Qianming's second-level dawn. If he was beaten head-on, he would lose half his life even if he didn't die.

Park Jimin and Peter clamped the demon in the middle, one left and one right, and slowly approached him.

"Demon, the recycling has been successful, retreat quickly!" At some point, the figure of the hanging man suddenly appeared at the top of the palace behind the demon. He lifted up a sleeve tube, and the tattoos on it seemed to be alive, twisting violently.

Park Jimin and Peter frowned at the same time. Before they could move, the tattoo on the hanging man's body suddenly broke away from his arms and turned into a high-explosive grenade in the sky, throwing it at the students lying on the ground.

"I'll just rub it!" Wu Di, who was lying on the ground, couldn't help but swear when he saw the grenade flying towards him. At the moment when he was desperate, a golden figure suddenly appeared in front of them. A strong holy light suddenly burst out from Peter's body, condensed into a huge holy shield. Countless grenades exploded, buzzing the holy shield, but there was no crack on the surface.

On the other side, Park Jimin also arrived in time, and the gun shadows in the sky pierced out, accurately piercing the grenade in front of Hanyu's original body. None of the dozens of grenades exploded successfully.

At the same time, the demon seized the opportunity and crushed the black stones in his hand. Two black light beams that had appeared before fell down. The next moment, the figures of both disappeared from the spot.

Seeing that the two disappeared, Park Jimin snorted coldly and spoke: "This is the second time, remember, you still have the last chance to summon me."

After saying that, the terrifying aura emitted by Park Jimin suddenly disappeared, and a trace of white light overflowed from her skin, as if some mysterious existence was leaving her body. Park Jimin's legs became weak and she almost fell to the ground.

A powerful hand held her body in time, and the golden armor on Peter had dissipated. He showed a bright smile at the exhausted Park Jimin.

"How is it, are you okay?"

"It's okay, the one just now is too strong, my body can't hold on, and now I'm just a little exhausted." Park Jimin waved his hand and said panting.

Peter nodded, and then said in a tone of emotion: "Athena, the goddess of war, you can actually make her your martial soul. It seems that almost no one below the quasi-emperor can be your opponent. No, your combat power has almost reached the quasi-emperor level under the possession of the martial soul... Tsk, it seems that I have been thrown away too much by you."

Park Jimin showed a far-fetched smile: "I just helped that person do something and promised to lend me strength three times, and now there is only the last one left."

Peter nodded thoughtfully, and then examined the injuries of the students one by one. The worst one was Alan, whose entire right arm was almost shaken into powder, and then Wu Di and Isaac, with almost no complete skin on his body. Although Alex had only one injury on his forehead, he could no longer sense his body. After examining Alex's body with the holy light, Peter fell into silence.

"Senior Peter, am I..." Alex was very smart. He saw some clues just by observing Peter's expression. In addition, he also had some understanding of medicine and had a vague guess about his own situation, but he was unwilling to face it.

A trace of reluctance flashed in Peter's eyes, he touched Alex's head, and said with a smile: "It's okay, God will not give up such a smart child as Alex. Believe me, you will definitely get better."

Alex was shocked, and a trace of despair appeared in his eyes. Tears couldn't help but burst out. Peter did not directly answer his question, which showed that his guess was correct.

He is already ruined.

"Alex..." Isaac staggered to Alex's side, opened his mouth to say something, but saw Peter shook his head slightly at him and swallowed his words back.

The wailing cry echoed in the broken Asgard, and the eternal blue light curtain drooped, and a sense of sadness and sorrow enveloped everyone's hearts.

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Now I will post two chapters first, and there will be two chapters at twelve o'clock.
Chapter completed!