"Splash!!!"
With a powerful swipe of its tail, as thick as a mountain range, the sun goddess Sol, driving her rapidly moving sun chariot, already in a battered state, barely managed to avoid this fatal blow by relying on her familiarity with the divine realm. However, the palace beneath her was not so fortunate. Under this mountain-like impact, the magnificent and towering palace was instantly reduced to ashes, raising a cloud of dust in the divine realm and a thunderous boom that disturbed countless living beings.
But the giant serpent was clearly not satisfied. In its crimson, blood-red pupils, there was only the beautiful figure in front of it, driving the sun chariot, fleeing in a panic.
"She must die!!!"
At this point, the initial thought of trying to eat the sun had long been discarded. Now it only wanted to vent its fury.
The giant serpent casually stretched out its body, its incomparably huge form recklessly charging and crashing through Asgard, crushing countless golden and splendid temples, while its target remained the goddess in front of it. However, its massive size evidently hindered its movements. Although its clumsy and slow movements were full of power, it was difficult to hit the nimble and agile sun goddess Sol, barely allowing her to escape each time, just like trying to swat a mosquito with a large hammer.
At the same time, the giant serpent's wild actions undoubtedly attracted the attention of many. The Viking warriors residing in the divine realm stared at the colossal monster before them, their mouths agape, and then became excited. In this Asgard where there was no concept of death, besides indulging in drinking and feasting every day, the warriors constantly fought each other, honing their skills in endless battles, always ready for the gods' orders.
And for these fearless warriors, an enemy that suddenly appeared and intruded into the divine realm of Asgard was enough to make them incredibly excited.
"Human warriors! Stop the invader!"
Although the sun goddess Sol was fleeing in a sorry state, she still seized a fleeting opportunity in the interval of avoiding the giant serpent's attacks and urgently shouted to the warriors.
"Haha! What a huge monster."
A Viking warrior holding a giant horn hammer raised his head and looked at the colossal monster in the distance, walking like a mountain range, rampaging through the divine realm, and clicked his tongue in amazement.
This Viking warrior, whose golden beard was braided into small braids and whose height far surpassed that of ordinary people by half a body, had a face full of excitement and eagerness.
"This time I'll go first. I, Iron Hammer Gislin, will claim this monster's head!"
Then, he rushed towards the colossal monster, shouting and screaming, and following closely behind him were batch after batch of Viking warriors, although varying in stature and appearance, all with the same excitement on their faces, also howling as they charged towards the monster.
This was not just an isolated case. If one looked down at the entire divine realm from above, the warriors rushing over from all directions were almost like a dark swarm of ants, so numerous that it was disheartening. Over tens of thousands of years, the number of fearless warriors continuously entering Valhalla from the human world had accumulated so much that they formed an incredibly terrifying force, even giants who did not fear the gods had to be wary of this force.
And at this moment, this force was targeting the giant serpent.
The warriors, coming like a vast army, employed various means, using ram's horn hammers, double-edged battle axes… all kinds of diverse weapons aimed at the scales on the giant serpent's body and chopped away, and countless warriors kept climbing onto the serpent's body, trying to attack it.
The entire scene was like a giant stag beetle surrounded by a swarm of ants, only the "stag beetle" played by the giant serpent was simply too enormous.
"ROAR!!!"
The giant serpent, its body covered in warriors, roared in rage and began to roll on the ground, trying to shake off these annoying little things. The movement of its body, as heavy as a mountain range, rolling in the divine realm was like an earthquake, as if the eternal divine realm was about to be overturned by the giant serpent.
"Rumble!!!"
The ground was shaking wildly, as if there was an earthquake, making it impossible for people to stand. Where the giant serpent's body rolled, gardens turned into rubble, palaces became ruins, and countless warriors who could not escape in time were directly crushed to pieces by the serpent's huge body. But in this immortal divine realm, they were immediately resurrected and continued to attack the giant serpent with laughter.
After experimenting, the giant serpent, realizing that its actions were completely ineffective, glanced at the warriors beside it, as insignificant as ants. Seeing them constantly climbing up its scales onto its body, an indescribable anger surged in its heart. The crimson, blood-like pupils became even more enraged, and the ferocious gaze became more and more terrifying.
And on the giant serpent's body, a Viking warrior was forcefully striking the scales on the serpent's body with the war hammer in his hand. Each scale on the giant serpent was as huge as a small mountain and thicker than a city wall. Attacking the serpent's scales was as difficult and hopeless as trying to dig through a mountain. But even such sturdy scales were gradually being penetrated under the frenzied attacks of these countless Viking warriors.
But at this moment, this Viking warrior suddenly felt that the giant serpent seemed to stop moving, and subconsciously looked up, only to see the giant serpent seemingly giving up resistance, doing nothing and just staying in place…
No!
Not completely motionless. The giant serpent was breathing!
The Viking warrior stared at the giant serpent before him, dumbfounded. Everyone knows what breathing looks like, but when a monster more magnificent than a mountain range and vaster than an ocean begins to breathe, what kind of scene would it be?
"Inhale…"
Under the Viking warrior's gaze, the giant serpent ceased all its movements, opened its mouth wide, and began to inhale air. A large, no, a vast amount of air was being swallowed into the giant serpent's belly. The serpent's movements were so intense that in the place where it was inhaling, several tornadoes had already begun to form, and the storms were pulling nearby warriors, forcing them to be blown away by the storms.
Just by breathing, it could cause storms. This was the terrifying aspect of this colossal monster. Any single movement of it could form frightening natural disasters.
There was no need to even look anymore, because even though he was wearing heavy armor, the Viking warrior could still feel the strong wind pulling his body, involuntarily being drawn towards the giant serpent's mouth. And as far as he could see, in places closer to the giant serpent, some warriors were directly s*ck*d into the serpent's abyssal jaws.
"Could it be…"
Years of combat experience made this Viking warrior feel uneasy. He suddenly seemed to realize something, abruptly turned his head, and urgently roared at his companions beside him.
"Run!!!"
However, it was all too late. The giant serpent opened its abyssal mouth, and then countless storms suddenly gushed out.
"Rumble!!!"
In an instant, fierce winds raged, sand and rocks flew, and in the sky filled with storms, countless ruins and debris were stirred up, making everything in sight blurry and unclear. Whether it was the warriors or the palaces, they were all swept up in this violent storm, like a small boat in the surging waves, completely powerless to struggle.
Under the intense gale, those normally insignificant small objects now became the most lethal weapons. Any small pebble or ornament was now flying at an astonishing speed faster than sound. But these countless ear-piercing sounds of objects breaking through the air seemed trivial in this storm that seemed to be able to overturn all of Asgard. Those tornadoes, thousands or even tens of thousands of feet tall, like pillars connecting heaven and earth, made this storm feast never cease. As long as they existed, this gale would never stop.
And in this environment where everything was in chaos and storms were raging, the sun goddess driving the sun chariot was struggling to resist the effects caused by those storms. But she did not realize that the dazzling sun loaded on her chariot had become the only eye-catching object in this gray and hazy environment where it was difficult to distinguish anything.
"ROAR!!!"
It was not until she heard the monster's roar from behind her that she suddenly reacted, turned her head, but could only see that bottomless abyssal mouth completely engulfing her and the sun, and then her vision was plunged into darkness…
At the same time, in the last moments of her consciousness, she seemed to vaguely hear deafening thunder and a furious roar.
"How dare you!!!"