Devouring World Dragon

Chapter 85 Crazy Battle
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The grotesque monster looked down at the deadly world below, and the storm that spewed from its nostrils turned into a cold, biting wind.

"A world of death? How interesting!"

From its vantage point, the underworld and the human world looked quite similar, only much larger and more desolate. Apart from the wailing wandering souls and the various strangely deceased, it could easily see the gods, giants, monsters, and humans that it had once devoured, including the dead god of light, Baldr, and his brother, the god of darkness, Hodr.

Besides these, further out in the desolate land, there seemed to be some even more ancient auras, perhaps even older than this universe, and older than most of the gods.

Those gods and frost giants who existed long before the world was born but died in the long war between the frost giants and the gods now raised their heads and looked at the monster that had shattered the peace of the underworld for countless years.

The arrogant monster was unafraid as its body grew colder, signifying its gradual transformation into the dead. On the contrary, it found this extremely amusing. In this monster's eyes, who could possibly be its enemy in this world of death? Even if it truly became dead, this arrogant monster would certainly exist as the ruler of the world of death, refusing to be subservient to its sister.

However, compared to this world of death, what interested Orochi more was the giant whose entire body was surrounded by lightning.

"Thor! Let me devour you! Your flesh and blood! Your soul! Your power! Give me everything!!!"

The giant serpent laughed maniacally as the colossal creature, coiled above the sky of the dead world, charged toward Thor beneath it. But all that responded was the violent, dark pupils of the lightning giant and the lightning hammer it swung.

"boom!!!!"

In an instant, the entire world of death was illuminated as brightly as day by dazzling lightning.

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On the other hand, compared to the naked brute force confrontation between the serpent and Thor, the great battle between Odin and the wolf Fenrir appeared far more bizarre and magical.

Unlike Thor, Odin, though lacking Thor's physical strength and immense power, is arguably the most magically proficient deity in the entire universe as the god-king who created the runes. His contests with Thor often ended in a 50/50 split, and for this reason, Odin prefers to fight with magic rather than brute force.

Knowing the future, becoming invisible, summoning wind and rain, communicating with the dead, seeing through people's hearts, having one's words become law... even traversing the past and future, through the omnipotent runes, there are few things that the god-king Odin cannot do.

However, Fenrir, the wolf that fought against him, was his natural enemy. Fenrir, who could devour everything, was also skilled in all kinds of magic, and was able to see through and destroy all the spells that Odin cast.

The figure of Odin, the king of the gods, swiftly moved between light and darkness, sometimes hiding in the shadow of Fenrir, the wolf, sometimes slipping into rifts in spacetime, and sometimes even disappearing suddenly. All living beings in the universe would briefly forget the existence of Odin, the king of the gods, as if he had suddenly vanished from the cause and effect of the entire universe.

But no matter how it hides, the demonic wolf can instantly devour that invisible space and traverse any time and space, relentlessly tracking the God-King's trail amidst the turbulent currents of time and space.

Curses, prophecies, astrology, sandplay, the power of words, transformations...

He unleashed a variety of spells that would be considered taboo by mortals, but the demonic wolf broke through them one by one, relentlessly pursuing him. In the end, the god-king was even forced to use his least used and most dangerous spell... time travel.

The God-King's figure flashed and disappeared from the spot, and the demon wolf Fenrir also tore through the void in front of him without hesitation and chased after him.

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Two thousand years ago.

On a calm sea, the sun hung high in the sky, and everything seemed so peaceful. Suddenly, the God-King, covered in blood and wielding the divine weapon Gangnir, appeared on the sea. Without even pausing, the God-King waved his hand and once again broke through the void in front of him and escaped into it.

In the blink of an eye, a giant wolf, as large as a human, burst forth from the spot where the God-King had been standing. The wolf sniffed the air, roared, and then disappeared into the sky, leaving behind only the enormous gusts of wind that followed.

At the same time, the one-eyed god-king, who was at the top of the nine worlds, also opened his eyes. He sensed the presence of the two figures that had passed through the world he ruled. Silently, the god-king, who already understood that Ragnarok was destined to come, sat alone on his throne and sighed.

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Six thousand years ago.

In the turbulent world, the frost giants, who are climbing the rainbow bridge and launching the third divine war against the gods, roar, while Thor, wielding his magic hammer, leads his legions of gods and heroes to fight against the frost giants.

Just as this great war of gods, which involved the rise and fall of countless races, was in full swing, a divine spear suddenly flew out and pierced the chest of the frost giant leader. At the same time, two blurry figures seemed to flash by, one after the other, and then disappeared instantly.

The death of the frost giant leader instantly inspired the gods, led by Thor. The previously evenly matched battle turned into a fierce struggle, and the gods roared and shouted as they gradually defeated the frost giants.

Even after the war of the gods ended, no one knew who had thrown the divine spear, or even whether it was a flying spear that killed the frost giant leader, because the spear was never found on the battlefield, making it an unsolved mystery.

However, one thing all the gods knew was that the victory in this divine war directly led to the establishment of the Aesir's authority over the nine worlds. After that, the Aesir gradually eliminated all the disloyal ones, laying the foundation for their powerful divine authority to completely dominate the entire nine worlds in the future.

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Odin, the god-king who seized the opportunity to throw his meteor spear but failed to hit the wolf Fenrir, sighed and had no choice but to travel upwards into the more distant and dangerous past.

If someone could take a broader, more macroscopic view of the entire universe, they would see a god and a wolf meandering upstream along the river of time, or rather, the timeline, chasing each other like two snakes coiled around time, flowing against the current towards that more ancient and distant past...

(End of this chapter)