At the same time, that ancient progenitor of the fire giants, Surtr, stormed through the battlefield, wielding his flaming sword, wherever he passed, the earth melted into magma, the sea boiled into scalding water, his invincible flaming sword only needed to be swung towards the sky, and the firmament would also be burned into cinders, forming countless cracks, with pieces falling from the vault of the sky one after another.
This progenitor of the fire giants opened his unfathomably deep maw, and swallowed all the nearby giants, gods, and einherjar warriors into his belly, several Valkyries and gods were just like that gulped into his stomach, but at this moment, his steps were halted by a valiant god…
Before this progenitor of the fire giants, the fertility god Freyr, wielding antlers, was looking at him. Even when facing this fire giant who had been born very long ago, even more ancient than the progenitor of the frost giants, Ymir, this fearless god still did not flinch in the slightest.
However, the fire giant Surtr, looking at the antlers in his hands, merely scoffed.
"Freyr of the Vanir, where is your invincible sword of victory? Why are you only wielding antlers in battle?"
Freyr did not speak, not skilled in speech, he only responded with silence.
"Freyr, you admired the giant Gymir's daughter, coercing and enticing, going to great lengths to marry her, but the bride-price was that invincible sword of victory. If one day great danger comes, and you don't have that magic sword to protect yourself, how will you survive? You fool who has been tricked, not even knowing you've been played for a sap, losing that magic sword, you will ultimately regret it."
Loki's mockery from back then seemed to echo in his ears once more, only at this moment did Freyr understand the reason for Loki's derision…
In order to marry the old giant Gymir's daughter Gerdr, he gave his sword, reputed to be invincible, to Gerdr as a bride-price. After marriage, the two had always seemed harmonious, but… just as the giants launched their great war, when he tried to borrow this sword of victory from Gerdr, Gerdr had inexplicably vanished along with the sword of victory. In the urgency of the moment, he had no choice but to pick up a deer antler to face the enemy.
And the fire giant Surtr, looking at the silent Freyr before him, also did not press further, only seemingly grasping something, laughing loudly, swinging the flaming sword in his hand towards this valiant god…
On the other side, the god of archery Ullr, whose bow had claimed the lives of countless frost giants with his peerless marksmanship, gazed at the chaotic battlefield before him. In just a moment, his keen eyesight allowed him to spot a frost giant shouting commands amidst the many frost giants.
It was the frost giant leader Thrym.
This god of archery immediately raised his divine bow, taking aim at that frost giant leader Thrym, attempting to snipe this leader commanding the entire frost giant army, but behind him, unknowingly having circled to his back, that ancient eastern king riding on a floating dolphin seized this chance to swing down his scepter, the heavy scepter smashing on top of this god of archery Ullr's head, his skull instantly splitting with a crack.
The god of archery Ullr, dead.
And in the distance, amidst the frost giant horde, that goddess of peerless beauty, the goddess of love and beauty Freya, her upper body wearing beautiful garments, her lower body wearing a skirted armor symbolizing her warrior identity, riding on her divine steed, this beautiful goddess, with her valor and astonishing beauty, demonstrated astonishing prowess in combat amidst the frost giants, wherever she passed, countless frost giants, entranced by her beauty, were decapitated one after another.
But the next moment, a flying dragon suddenly diving from the sky pounced on her, the caught off guard goddess of beauty was thrown off her horse, the cruel monster, unable to comprehend the goddess's beauty, immediately ripped out this goddess of beauty's throat, and the next instant, the goddess of night Nott swung the axe in her hand, crushing this flying dragon's skull, however, it was to no avail.
The goddess of love and beauty Freya, dead.
On the other side, the goddess of the mountains and winter Skadi drove her pack of winter wolves, those frighteningly cold winter wolves, wherever they passed, all things froze solid, allowing the goddess of winter to rampage unopposed on the battlefield, but when she encountered that primordial frost giant born from the frost giant progenitor Ymir's feet, the six-headed Bergelmir, the winter wolves also lost their power, and could only helplessly succumb.
The goddess of winter Skadi, dead.
And witnessing this scene, the queen of the gods Frigg sighed, having long foreseen everything, she tossed out the golden woven net she had concealed in her sleeve, woven from special silken threads. This net flew out from her sleeve and immediately expanded, enveloping the many frost giants on the battlefield, along with the primordial frost giant Bergelmir, into the great net, rendering these frost giants unable to move, being ensnared to death.
This was originally her, having foreseen the coming of Ragnarok, attempting to use it to replace the web of fate of the three sisters of fate, as a backup. Also being one of the Norns herself, she naturally had a power no less than the three sisters of fate that could influence destiny, but, only after weaving it did she realize, how impossible it was to alter this fate of Ragnarok… just like her own demise.
Behind her, the poisoned arrow shot by the death goddess Hel directly pierced her body, the queen of the gods, suddenly struck, clutched the wound at her waist, turning to look at the death goddess Hel behind her, her face showing no surprise or joy, smiling darkly, murmuring "everything was preordained long ago", then immediately sank into that death.
The queen of the gods Frigg, dead…
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At this moment, in the universe already completely scorched crimson by the flames of war, battles were raging everywhere, the sea was filled with drifting corpses everywhere, on the blood-soaked earth, the sticky blood was so copious that it made it hard for people to stand steady, the hatred accumulated from before the creation of the world, spanning over ten thousand years, completely erupted in this battle.
In the sky, on the earth, in the deep sea, all the gods, giants, elves, einherjar, serpent folk, undead, monsters had completely lost all reason, in this final decisive battle of the universe, victory or defeat was no longer cared about by many, everyone only wanted to completely vent their hatred and resentment.
All the karmic entanglements in the entire universe, all the grudges… everything had already converged in this battle, and everything would also be completely settled in this battle.
And among these innumerable battles, the battle between the Serpent and Thor was undoubtedly the most intense one.
"Roar!!!"
Amidst the heaven-quaking, earth-shattering roars, the Serpent's vertical pupils were filled with frenzy and savagery, it relentlessly pursued the thunder god before it, the immense power brought by its colossal body allowing this monster to rampage wildly, toppling countless lofty mountains, obliterating innumerable canyons, whether it was the serpent folk who revered it or the giants and undead who were its allies in name, they all perished by the thousands under this great serpent's movements.
And before this monster so titanic it eclipsed the sky, the thunder god Thor desperately and nimbly evaded its attacks, the thunder god's hammer in his hand occasionally dealing a counterattack or two to the Serpent behind him, but these mountain-shattering, cataclysmic attacks, in the face of the monster behind him, merely shattered one or two of its scales, completely unable to pose any serious threat to the Serpent.
Over the past ten thousand years, this monster had already become even mightier than back then, so mighty that it made one feel utter hopelessness. Before this monster, the thunder god only had the ability to scarcely dodge.
However, even though it possessed a huge advantage, the Serpent's vertical serpentine pupils gradually became unusually enraged, an inexplicable fury, making this monster's eyes appear even more savage and terrifying.