Devouring World Dragon

Chapter 81 The Battle Between Gods and Monsters (Bonus Chapter for 4000 Recommendations)

Meanwhile, Surtur, the ancient progenitor of fire giants, wielded his flaming sword and galloped across the battlefield. Wherever he went, the land melted into lava, the sea boiled, and his infinitely powerful flaming sword, when swung towards the sky, burned the heavens to ashes, creating countless cracks, with fragments falling from the sky.

The progenitor of the fire giants opened his bottomless abyss-like maw and swallowed all the giants, gods, and heroic warriors nearby. Several Valkyries and gods were also swallowed by him. But at that moment, his steps were blocked by a valiant god...

Before this progenitor of the fire giants, Frey, the god of abundance holding stag antlers, was looking at him. Even when facing this fire giant who had been born long ago and was even older than Ymir, the progenitor of the frost giants, this fearless god did not yield an inch.

However, Surtur, the fire giant, looked at the antlers in his hand and merely sneered.

"Frey of the Vanir, where is your invincible sword of victory? Why do you fight only with antlers?"

Frey didn't speak; he was not good with words and simply remained silent.

"Frey, you love the daughter of the giant Jamil, and you used coercion and bribery to win her over, but the dowry was that invincible sword of victory. If one day disaster strikes, how will you survive without the magic sword to protect you? You fool, you've been tricked and you don't even realize that others have made a fool of you. Once you lose that magic sword, you will regret it."

Loki's old mockery seemed to echo in his ears once more, and only now did Frey understand the reason behind Loki's taunts...

To marry Gild, the daughter of the old giant Jamil, he gave her his invincible sword of victory as a betrothal gift. After the marriage, the two seemed to get along well, but... when the giants started a war, he tried to borrow the sword of victory from Gild, but Gild had mysteriously disappeared along with the sword. In haste, he had to use a deer antler to fight the enemy.

The fire giant Surtur, seeing the silent Frey before him, didn't press further. As if understanding something, he laughed loudly and swung his flaming sword at the valiant god…

On the other side, Yul, the god of archery who had already claimed the lives of thousands of frost giants with his superb archery skills and countless bows drawn, looked at the chaotic battlefield before him. In just a moment, his keen eyesight allowed him to spot a frost giant shouting and giving orders among the many frost giants.

That was Frim, the leader of the Frost Giants.

The archer god immediately raised his divine bow and aimed it at Frim, the leader of the frost giants, attempting to kill the leader who led the entire frost giant army. However, behind him, the ancient Eastern king, who had somehow circled around him and was riding on a floating dolphin, seized the opportunity to swing his scepter. The heavy scepter struck the archer god Yul on the head, and his skull shattered instantly.

Yul, the god of archery, is dead.

In the distance, among the frost giants, Freya, the goddess of love and beauty of unparalleled beauty, wore a beautiful dress on her upper body and a skirt armor symbolizing her warrior identity on her lower body. Riding on her divine steed, the beautiful goddess displayed astonishing achievements among the frost giants with her bravery and stunning beauty. Wherever she went, many frost giants who were mesmerized by her beauty were beheaded.

But the next moment, a dragon descended from the sky and suddenly pounced on her. Caught off guard, the goddess was thrown from her horse. The cruel monster, unable to comprehend the goddess's beauty, immediately bit off her throat. The next moment, Nott, the goddess of night, swung her axe and smashed the dragon's head, but it was too late.

Freya, the goddess of love and beauty, died.

On the other side, the mountain and the Winter Goddess, Skadi, drove her pack of winter wolves. These terrifyingly cold wolves froze everything in their path, allowing the Winter Goddess to move freely across the battlefield. However, when she encountered the six-headed ancient frost giant, Burghelmir, born from the foot of Ymir, the progenitor of the frost giants, the winter wolves lost their power and could only helplessly surrender. The Winter Goddess, Skadi, died.

Witnessing this scene, Queen Frigg sighed. Having already known everything, she threw out a golden net woven from special silk threads that she had hidden in her sleeve. The net flew out of her sleeve and quickly grew larger, enveloping the many frost giants on the battlefield, along with the ancient frost giant Burgermir, in the net. The frost giants were unable to move and were imprisoned to death.

This was originally a backup plan she had devised to replace the Web of Fate of the Three Fates, given her foresight of Ragnarok's arrival. As a Norn herself, she naturally possessed power no less than that of the Three Fates, enough to influence destiny. However, after she finished weaving it, she realized just how unchangeable Ragnarok's fate was... just like her own death.

Behind her, Hela, the Goddess of Death, shot a poisoned arrow that struck her directly. The goddess, suddenly struck by the arrow, clutched the wound on her waist, turned around and looked at Hela behind her, a somber smile on her face, murmuring, "Everything was already destined," before falling into death.

Queen Frieda, dead...

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At this moment, battles are raging everywhere in the universe, which has been completely ignited by the flames of war. The seas are littered with floating corpses, and the blood-stained earth is so thick with blood that it is difficult to stand. The hatred that has accumulated since before the creation of the world and has lasted for tens of thousands of years has completely erupted in this battle.

In the sky, on the earth, and in the deep sea, all the gods, giants, elves, heroes, serpent people, the dead, and monsters were completely bloodthirsty. In this final battle of the universe, few people cared about winning or losing; everyone only wanted to vent their hatred and grudges.

All the entanglements of cause and effect, all the grudges and grievances in the entire universe... everything has converged in this battle, and everything will come to a complete end in this battle.

Of all these countless battles, the fight between Orochi and Thor was undoubtedly the most intense.

"Roar!!!"

Amidst a deafening roar, the monstrous serpent's vertical pupils were filled with madness and ferocity. It relentlessly pursued Thor, its massive body unleashing immense power that sent the monster rampaging through the land, crushing countless mountains and destroying countless canyons. Whether they were serpent people who worshipped it or giants and undead who were nominal allies, thousands upon thousands perished at the serpent's hands.

Before this enormous, sky-covering monster, Thor nimbly dodged its attacks, occasionally launching a counterattack with his hammer, Mjolnir. However, these powerful attacks, capable of shattering mountains and uprooting peaks, were merely able to shatter a few scales on the monster behind him, posing no real threat to the serpent.

Over the past tens of thousands of years, this monster has become even more powerful than it was then, so powerful that it inspires despair. In the face of this monster, Thor can only barely dodge.

However, despite having a huge advantage, the giant serpent's vertical pupils gradually became strangely angry. This inexplicable anger made the monster's eyes become increasingly ferocious and terrifying.

(End of this chapter)