Paladin of Asgard

Immediately, the Punisher's wings fluttered, and the pitch-black figure instantly smashed through the wall in front of him and returned to the No.70 floor of the King's Building.

"Feel the power of this demon," he said in a deep voice, and at the same time ignited raging demonic flames in both hands, rolling towards the two robots.

"boom"

The wild magic flame whizzed over, wrapped the robot in a circle, and melted it in a blink of an eye, turning it into a pile of scrap iron.

Seeing that his strongest weapon was easily killed by the punisher, Rao Shijin, who had experienced many battles and was well-informed, couldn't help showing fear, and stepped back tremblingly, "You devil!"

"Yes, I am a demon." The Punisher walked forward unhurriedly, his voice was as low and cold as ever, "But you are the one who needs to go to hell"

Jin Bing's heels touched the wall, and he fell into a situation where he could not retreat.

He turned pale, looked at the Punisher who was close at hand, and swallowed. "Strictly speaking, Bruno killed your family and we have no direct hatred."

"Maybe." The Punisher said casually, and then changed the topic, "But, you are guilty."

While speaking, he grabbed Jin Bin by the collar and picked up Jin Bin, who weighed [-] kilograms, like a baby.

It has to be said that Jin Bing's clothes are of excellent quality, and even with such an astonishing weight, there is no sign of tearing.

"No, Frank, I think we can talk." In the face of death, Jin Bing, who had experienced countless bloody storms, was not much calmer than ordinary people, and said quickly.

The punisher didn't stop, he carried the gold and walked towards the edge of the broken wall of the building, saying, "I will not negotiate with the evil, you will only die."

"If I remember correctly, you have eight seconds left." He said finally, and immediately threw Jin Bing off the broken wall.

"Ahhhhhh" accompanied by a scream, Jin Bing fell from the top of the King's Building just like the punisher of the day.

Eight seconds later, his screams stopped abruptly the moment he hit the ground, and the former underworld emperor died.

Compared with the original Punisher, the huge size made Jin Bin's death even more tragic.

Under the king's building, his body was almost spread out, and blood was scattered all over the ground, which was very conspicuous even in the night.

Looking at the blood blooming on the ground, the punisher was silent for a long time, then let out a long cry, turned around and flew away, and the dark phantom flitted in the moonlight.

For a moment.

The punisher returned to the cemetery, retracted his magic wings when he landed, and returned to his human form, squatting on the ground and panting slightly.

"Frank, are you okay?" Karen went up to help him.

Fergie asked "Jin Bin is dead"

Frank nodded, "Yes, he's dead, and his body is lying under the King's Building."

Luo Wei walked slowly, "The transformation of a demon hunter cannot be maintained for a long time, otherwise it will hurt yourself. Be careful when using this power."

"I understand," Frank said, and then hesitated. "What do you need me to do for you? You resurrected me and gave me such great powers."

"I don't have much to ask you to do, you can just continue to be a punisher." Rowe said, "Of course, occasionally I may need your strength. When I call you, you can't refuse."

Although the Punisher obtained Illidan's soul imprint, his power was still far from the real Illidan's. After his transformation, he only had level [-] strength. Rowe didn't expect him to be of great help.

"I understand." The Punisher replied.

Luo Wei noticed the short blade in his hand, thought for a while, then held his hands empty, a large amount of holy light surged out, and quickly condensed into two war blades.

These two warblades shaped by the holy light are almost identical in shape to the warglaives of Azzinoth, except that the color is translucent gold.

"You hold these two weapons for the time being." Rowe handed the blade to Frank.

Although the two war blades are only his creations in a short period of time, they are also the crystallization of holy light, which must be much stronger than the broken iron pieces of the earth.

With these two warblades, the Punisher can be considered a bit of a demon hunter.

Having just witnessed Rowe resurrecting the Punisher and bestowing it with god-like powers, and now witnessing the scene of this random creation, Matt, Foggy, and Karen have completely confirmed Rowe's identity.

gods.

They couldn't find a better understanding than gods.

Karen hesitated for a while, and then said carefully, "You must be a god, right? Frank's family left him unfortunately. You can revive Frank, but can you also bring his family back to the world?"

Frank obviously hoped so too, but he felt that he was not qualified to ask for anything from Luo Wei, so he kept silent.

Now Karen helped him speak out. Although he didn't express it, the hope in his eyes was self-evident.

"You have always called me a god, but in fact I am just a mortal. Most of the laws in the universe bind me like they bind you." After meeting the infinite witch, Luo Wei deepened this idea.

After a pause, he continued, "Resurrecting the dead violates the laws of nature. I can resurrect the Punisher only because he is the Punisher, not because I have the power to transcend the universe."

The crowd was silent.

Confirming that his family members cannot be resurrected, the Punisher couldn't help but feel a little bleak.

After leaving the battlefield, what he longed for in his heart was a peaceful family life.

But now it seems that he may only be a punisher, a demon hunter, and continue his life of fighting, blood and fire.

Luo Wei disappeared in a beam of light that fell from the sky, and several people were no longer surprised by this.

"Where are you going, Frank?" Matt listened to the Punisher who left silently.

"Fate." The Punisher said in a low voice, and then he carried the Holy Light Warblade and drifted away in the dark night

Two years later.

In a certain dark and silent room, a gust of wind whizzed through the window, and then transformed into a pale, long-haired man with a hint of panic in his expression.

"Master," his voice trembled slightly.

"Why are you alone, Earth Demon?" A cold voice came, and then a young man in black came out from the darkness.

"The earth demon is dead." The long-haired man obviously experienced something terrible and was still in shock.

"Dead." The expression of the young man in black changed, "Ghost Rider did it."

"No." The long-haired man shook his head. "We met a scary guy called the Punisher on the road. He killed the Earth Demon. Fortunately, I ran fast, otherwise I would have died in his hands."

The young man in black took a deep breath, his eyes filled with gloom, "Why did he kill you and you are causing trouble?"

The long-haired man shook his head quickly, "No. He said that he is a demon hunter and hunting demons is his duty, although he seems to use the power of demons."

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