Competitors are in the game, and it is difficult for them to have a "God's Perspective" like bystanders.

They can only judge the trend of the battlefield based on the information they have collected.

Whoever is eliminated will continue to exist. This kind of thing depends on the participants' vigilance and perception ability.

But the players who can be selected to participate in the battle for the Supreme Mage are not only the weak Strange and the honest Shazam, but there is no fuel-efficient light?

Even Dum couldn't say for sure that he would definitely feel the hidden guys.

But to be honest, the sudden appearance of Loki in the final battle was still beyond Dumm's expectations.

After all, not long ago, in the battle where Scarlet Witch lost control, he saw Loki with his own eyes being pierced by a combat mage who had escaped control, and Modu also got Loki's weapon.

The scepter of the mind that is enough to change the situation on the battlefield.

Now it seems that Asgard's god of mischief Loki is indeed a very difficult character. She deliberately gave up her precious scepter to pretend to be her fake death and temporarily escaped from the competition among her competitors.

It was like an old Yinbi, hiding in the shadows, full of patience, and staying until the finals, and seizing the best opportunity.

Just now, Dum was bound by Skaha, and the ultimate gun had been shot out, Dum would die.

Hermione also relaxed her vigilance in the victory that had already been in hand.

Loki assassinated Hermione in that flash of opportunity. Once Doum dies, she will be the final winner of the game without any injuries.

But Loki seems to have miscalculated a little bit.

She underestimated the strength of Yingling Skaha. When the spirit base was broken, the Yingling could still control the God-killing gun that had already taken action.

"Bang"

Dumm landed next to Loki, who was nailed to the ground in a crooked manner.

He looked at Rocky lying among the broken rocks.

The body of the red gun had disappeared with Skaha's disappearance. Only a red phantom was left here, and it quickly became weaker in the sea breeze.

Perhaps in a few minutes, the phantom covered with the power of death will disappear.

But this doesn't change anything.

The moment Loki was pierced by the spear, her life was cut off. In Dume's eyes, Loki was dead. Perhaps it was just because of the special physique of Asgard that she still kept her last breath.

Loki lying on the ground was in pain.

This slim beauty covered the wound with her hands with difficulty, and blood with a slight cold air surged out of the piercing wound, dyeing Loki's slender fingers into strange colors.

Her melon-shaped face with green lipstick was full of despair and loss.

As Doum's gaze, Loki tilted his head hard, and her beautiful eyes were filled with resentment and regret. She said to Doum in a hoarse, intermittent voice:

"In the end...you won, you are lucky, Mr. Dum."

Dum didn't answer, but just looked at the dying Loki calmly, as if he was watching a drama actor who was performing hard.

"Oh, after planning for so long and designing so much, it still...it's still a waste of effort."

Loki closed her eyes.

Amid the twitching and trembling caused by pain, she said:

"I have a last request, Lord Dum, I hope you will help me with the mercy of the winner..."

"Bang"

Before Loki could finish his words, Dumm raised his broken hand armor and smashed Loki's head with a laser cannon.

Blood and brain matter splattered on Dum's iron boots, making the king's back look extremely cold.

"bass"

As the sharp blade sounded, the silver blade that had been cut off by Skaha popped out from Dum's left wrist.

He didn't even look at the headless corpse that was still twitching under his feet. He turned around and looked at the empty sea behind him, and he said:

"Do you still want to act?"

"Wow"

All the answers to him are the sea water and the sea breeze.

"Come out!"

The wizard king squeezed the magic in his body and applied a protective magic on himself. He said coldly:

"I'm very tired and weak now. If you can seize the opportunity, like you did just now, maybe you can kill me too... but I'll just say it, Loki, there's the last bomb in my armor."

"When I fail, it will be detonated. It's so powerful, but it's not a big problem to destroy this archipelago."

Dum said in a cold voice:

"If you want to win, you have to beat me!"

"No matter how you defeat me, you can't escape this explosion. Come out! Fight with me like a legendary Asgardian!"

"I will never give victory to a coward who hurts people by a hidden arrow..."

"You are wrong, Mr. Dum."

The feminine voice accompanied by the interweaving of light and shadow appeared more than ten meters in front of Dum, and the man's version of Loki Shishi walked out of the hiding place.

He threw a dagger with a cold light up and down in his hand, and in his hand behind him, he grabbed a cluster of gems that floated thousands of Lun runes.

The handsome guy with a prodigal temperament on his body shrugged, staring at Dum, and he said:

"I'm not an Asgardian. So, I won't be as upright as my brother, trying to win..."

"Bang"

Dum raised his arm and accurately blocked the dagger that pierced from his side.

In the final magic sparkle, 16 Loki's illusions jumped out from all directions, waving various weapons, and pounced towards Dumm.

Loki's body was once again hidden in the shadows in a hazy and malicious laughter.

This guy is like the most cunning assassin, hiding outside the battlefield, looking for opportunities to assassinate, which is like the scene when practicing in the Great Rune Tower.

And Dum is really a ruthless person.

As Loki disappeared, Dumm activated the catapult function of the fragmented armor.

As sparks splashed, his body was supported by several small propellers and rushed into the sky. The moment the armor left in the place fell to the ground, the bomb hidden in the armor was activated.

"boom"

No fire, no explosion.

There was only a ball of energy shock waves like an emp, rushing to all directions in a circular explosion posture. In the strongly vibrated energy aftermath, this broken island, together with Loki's clones, was completely annihilated.

"Swoosh"

Luo, holding the Norn Stone, appeared higher in the sky. As the long hair of the wave curls was beating, Loki clasped the treasure in his hand, and the original Lun runes were beating, gathering, and roaring, like the blue streamer ready to go.

The sky above your head is smashed the next moment.

After a few seconds of bombardment, in the blue, flame-like energy, the embarrassed Dum fell from the sky and hit the ground at Loki's feet like a stone.

"Hey"

Loki laughed and threw a few more magics into the ground. After confirming that Doum was unable to move and could not fight back, he fell to the ground.

But the God of Prank looked at Dum who was almost burnt, and he seemed to find something suspicious, and he took a step back with confusion on his face.

Immediately afterwards, something cold hit the back of his head.

"Ahem."

A weak cough rang behind Loki.

"Your clone skills are good."

Dum, who was soaked, wearing a black combat uniform and covering his face with a mask, held a black gun, and placed his finger on the trigger, he said:

"But you are not the only one who knows how to use clone skills. Give up, Loki."

"Oh? Are you sure?"

Loki didn't look back, but said in a weird tone:

"You are so weak, I think, as long as I fight back, maybe I will be the one who wins. Do you think a small pistol can do anything to me?"

"Pistols really can't."

Dum was also very calm.

He stared at Rocky in front of him, and he said:

"But this gun will cause you to become paralyzed. According to my research on aliens, you will be paralyzed for at least 15 seconds."

"And when I entered this world, I left some 'thing' in the atmosphere to prevent this."

Dum raised his head and looked at the sky above his head.

Above the atmosphere of this world, several dormant microsatellites that were previously dropped there have been restarted, constantly descending to altitude, and entering a state of waiting to be launched.
To be continued...