Chapter 455: Snatch (1/2)

God of Tricksters Fixten 24300K 2022-07-22

[Grab the fragment that contains the power of Death, and I shall assist you in taking the mummy down.]

”This sentence… It's a different person. Goddess of Death?” Theo widened his eyes in surprise. In terms of power, the Goddess of Death, Hel, should be stronger than Fenrir and Jormungandr. However, he was still confused about how she could help him. ”You're kidding. There's no way you can help me.”

[Miracle does exist.]

Theo was speechless by this sentence as he couldn't help but say, ”Hey, that's quite persuasive.”

”Still, why do you want me to do it in the middle of this chaotic situation?”

[It's because you're in the middle of it.]

”…”

Theo considered the pros and cons while fighting the wolf. As soon as he decided what he wanted to do, Theo turned around and ran toward Alea.

”Huh?” Alea was obviously bewildered when Theo suddenly approached her with a wolf behind him.

”Sorry, I really need to do something.” Theo winked and disappeared, leaving the Alpha Mutated Wolf to Alea.

”What…” Alea widened her eyes and instinctively struck the wolf with both swords, clashing with his claws.

While Theo was contemplating his choices, Nadia and Nart had arrived in front of the mummy king and the wolf king.

”I want the mummy.” Nadia walked slowly with a smile. She didn't forget to pay back his teasing earlier. ”You are already old, so you can get the handicap one.”

”Do you want to get spanked?” Nart pointed at the big sword on the wolf's hand. ”That one seems to be good enough to beat you up.”

”…” Nadia rolled her eyes as both of them couldn't help but smirk as if this was just a normal day for them.

Suddenly, Ellen's voice resounded in their ears. ”Be careful. The big sword is an artifact. Commander Ivan, a Supreme Rank Expert, has been slain by that sword.”

”An artifact huh.” Nadia furrowed her eyebrows and looked at the mummy's crown. ”In that case, that one is also an artifact.”

”I can handle both of them if you're scared.” Nart harrumphed and looked at the wolf.

”You are old… You should rest on the side.”

”Hmph.” Both of them suddenly snorted and leaped at the same time.

The wolf king slammed his sword down to hit Nart, but the latter covered his sword with his own wind, striking the wolf's sword with his thin sword.

His sword was even smaller than Commander Ivan, making one doubt whether it could hold or not.

However, when the two swords were about to clash, Nart's wind swirled like crazy and pushed the wolf's sword before even touching it.