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Chapter 129: My Profession Panel Is Somehow an Anime Style? Chapter 53

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Accompanied by a shrill, piercing howl, countless wound-like fissures instantly appeared across the earth.

Facing Odin's attack, before Li Ang could make any move, Old Tang standing inside the bronze palace said in a steady voice, "You are far too arrogant!"

"Odin!"

As the voice of this King of Bronze and Fire fell, the originally massive bronze palace immediately began to transform.

Although this bronze city was now far inferior to the one in Nibelungen beneath the Kui Sect dam, for Old Tang it was already barely sufficient.

And fighting within his own alchemy workshop would undoubtedly greatly amplify an alchemist's own combat strength.

Squeak squeak squeak—!

Amid the shrill sound of cutting, several shields cast from metal had appeared before Li Ang at some unknown moment.

Word Spirit: Sword Command.

This Word Spirit, which in the hands of an ordinary half-blood could only manipulate small metal objects, in Old Tang's hands exerted a strength akin to that of Magneto.

The metal was sliced apart by the air current, but immediately re-fused back into one, continuing to block.

Seeing that he need not worry about defense, Li Ang stomped the ground hard and charged toward Odin.

The curtain of rain was split in two by the frenzied figure, then swept forward in its wake.

Amid the patter of fine raindrops striking, Odin did not move at all, as if stunned senseless.

Only when Li Ang arrived before him did He let out a sigh: "Pitiful."

"Constantine, I have already seen your doomed fate."

The next instant, the spear in Odin's hand thrust violently forward.

A blinding spark flashed through the pitch-black storm; the white figure drifted away from the mounted silhouette like a kite, then landed steadily on the ground.

Li Ang glanced at his hands, which were rapidly recovering, and there was not the slightest surprise in his eyes.

'As expected, a Counterfeit.'

'Just as I guessed.'

After all, if it were the true Gungnir, he could never have had it so easy.

And Li Ang was not surprised that Odin had only sent a puppet.

In fact, in his plan, this was the best-case scenario.

As for who this 'Odin' across from him actually was—

Chu Tianjiao.

Li Ang felt it was most likely him.

Elsewhere.

Seeing the milky-white energy emanating from Li Ang when he activated Reverse Birth: Three Layers, Odin could not help but think to himself:

'As expected, this Constantine has some issues—once the battle is over, I'll have to interrogate him thoroughly.'

'If I can win, that is.'

He did not insist on this, after all, His main purpose today was not to dig deep into secrets.

Thinking of this, a large number of Dead Servants surrounded Li Ang.

If Constantine was to be interrogated, Norton had to be dealt with first.

Odin cast Li Ang aside in the rain and rode his eight-legged steed into the bronze palace.

"Norton."

"Die."

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