What kind of people were the Norse in mythology?
Regardless of what the real Norse were like, there was no doubt that these fellows accustomed to riding dragon-headed warships, galloping on the sea and waves, battling raging winds and storms, could only be described by Meng as "fearless and undaunted".
Someone once praised the greatest courage thus: "Taishan may crumble before them, yet their countenance remains unchanged."
And in terms of sheer size, the body of the worldly giant python was in no way inferior to the magnificence of Mount Tai.
Even without any hostility, its every tiny movement and shift was enough to stir up countless storms and huge waves, a veritable calamity.
However, in the face of this disaster-like colossus, the tiny dragon-headed warships like children's toys and the even tinier humans, still rushed forward recklessly, trying to break through the obstruction of countless storms and giant waves, sailing towards the giant serpent Jormungandr.
…
"Rumble!!!"
Thunder roared, wind and rain arrived in an instant. Under the dark clouds, the dome of the sky turned pitch black, and the sea also became an unsettling deep darkness, the raging huge waves wantonly venting its gloomy emotions.
In Atler's sight, everything became dim, as if the entire world had entered doomsday.
The colossal being that caused all these calamities, majestic like mountain ranges, showed no intention of paying any heed to the tiny creatures beside it like ants, and instead continued to dive into the depths of the ocean.
"Rumble…"
The colossal being that brought wind and rain let out a leisurely deep roar, the resonance its low roar caused in the air making the ships tremble slightly.
Due to its actions, at the location where the colossal being dove into the sea, an unimaginably huge whirlpool had now formed.
And that seemingly all-devouring giant whirlpool was instead subtly pulling the dragon-headed warships forward.
"Creak…"
Under such immense pressure, the dragon-headed warships made of top-quality oak seemed to make creaking sounds from their hulls.
"The giant serpent wants to leave."
Staring at the colossal being before him, its body so immense that he couldn't see the end, like an infinitely wide wall blocking his vision, Atler's mind instantly realized this.
Although he didn't understand why the giant serpent chose to leave, he quickly understood that if they wanted to escape, there was a high chance of fleeing this world where doomsday seemed to have arrived.
"Escape…"
A thought flashed by.
But this thought only flashed once in his mind before he directly snuffed it out.
What a joke. His sister's husband died because of this giant serpent, a blood feud of the family, how could it not be avenged?
"Rumble!!!"
Beside his ears, the wind howled, the deafening thunder never ceasing, the heavy rain pouring down from overhead.
Countless runic symbols carved on the hull emanated intense white light, illuminating the dragon-headed warship like a ship of light.
But at the same time, a faint yet highly penetrating low horn sound spread across the stormy sea.
"Whoo~"
Lina, holding the ram's horn in her hand, stood fearlessly at the prow of the dragon-headed warship, facing the vast might of heaven and earth, playing the horn of advance.
Under the strong white light, on the turbulent sea, her figure was like a majestic Valkyrie, exceptionally eye-catching.
And accompanied by the rousing horn sound, in front of the huge monster, the ship of light sailed forward through the huge waves amidst wind and rain, charging towards that boundless colossal being.
At the same time, led by that heroic figure, the remaining few dragon-headed warships also followed closely in pursuit.
"Thump!"
"Thump!"
"…"
The ballistae specially carried on the dragon-headed warships took aim at the giant serpent's body and fired.
Bolts as thick as a child's arm shot directly towards the giant serpent. Unsurprisingly, several bolts hit the giant serpent's abdomen.
Unexpectedly, the bolts directly penetrated without resistance, as if the scales on the giant serpent Jormungandr's body were non-existent.
And then…
"Roar!!!!!!"
The upper body of the giant serpent that had already submerged into the sea suddenly burst out of the surface. In an instant, countless titanic waves measuring tens of thousands of tons surged, the entire ocean seeming to rage, as it let out what sounded like a pained wail for the first time.
The unbelievably deep voice completely drowned out all the thunder, rain and waves, as if the whole world was shaken by this single sound.
"What's going on?"
Atler couldn't help covering his ears that seemed about to rupture and bleed, puzzled in his heart.
In his expectations, he originally didn't hold much hope for the power of the ballistae. After all, the hardness of the giant serpent's black scales had already been proven by the Norse warriors who first boarded the giant serpent's head with their swords.
But…
Atler suddenly raised his head, looking at where the bolts had struck, then turned his head to gaze towards the giant serpent's tail.
Relying on his astonishing vision, crossing the obstruction of wind and rain, Atler vaguely saw the serpent's tail, majestic like endless mountain ranges several kilometers away, and the faint white substance enveloping its tail.
"That is…"
Atler was surprised, then he laughed wildly.
"Look! The giant serpent is shedding its skin now!"
Under his gaze, at the tail of the giant serpent Jormungandr that stretched endlessly like mountain ranges, a section of unshed skin still remained on its tail.
Instantly, Atler deduced the entire cause and effect.
The giant serpent Jormungandr originally wanted to shed its skin here, but its overly huge body made it only halfway through shedding until now. Therefore, the scales on the head that shed first had mostly regrown, but the tail that hadn't successfully shed and the abdomen that just shed were still not fully regrown, at their most fragile moment.
The prophecy the seeress had told them, that setting out to sea now would bring a good opportunity…
Had finally appeared before them.
Countless thoughts flashed in Atler's mind.
"Everyone! Attack the giant serpent's abdomen!!!"
He used all his strength, trying his best to make his voice carry across the stormy sea.
Saying that, he raised the hand axe in his grasp and fiercely hurled it towards the giant serpent Jormungandr's abdomen.
"Whoosh!"
Accompanied by the sound of air being cut, the sharp hand axe flew straight.
At the same time, countless other hand axes were being thrown at the giant serpent.
"Whoosh…"
Some hit, some fell into the sea, but what made them excited was that blood could be faintly seen flowing from the giant serpent's abdomen.
Even for that colossal being, these minor wounds couldn't even be considered a scratch, but it was enough to make them feel encouraged.
There was a chance!
But right then, a sudden gust of wind assailed them.
"Rumble!!!"
Wind and thunder raged, turbid waves surged to the sky, the ship of light rose and fell violently in the wind and waves.
Under Atler's gaze, the boundless colossal being raised its mountain-like head, the countless storms it stirred up making the sea even more turbulent and restless.
It looked down on these ant-like tiny creatures before it, its needle-shaped pupils showing thick anger for the first time, turning crimson…