Hogwarts: From Selling White Peppers to Becoming a God

Chapter 419 Lord of the Storm

The giant, leaning on his spear, surveyed the land he once called "Midgard" with his single eye.

More than a thousand years later, he finally returned here.

His gaze turned northward to the snow-covered land, where his hometown was located.

However, just as he took a step toward it, a beam of light suddenly appeared in the sky.

Caught off guard, the giant was struck by the green beam of light. He braced himself with one arm above his head, forming a shield of lightning, but the immense torrent of magic still immobilized him for the time being.

But at that moment, thousands of meters away, the giant glimpsed billowing smoke and dust rising into the sky, as if something was rushing toward him.

Immediately afterwards, two more white lines shot rapidly from the sky and struck him.

"Boom!" Intense flames engulfed the giant, who was thrown over by a missile. Two large craters appeared on his rocky body, debris fell off, and blood sprayed everywhere.

Before he could get up, two more white lines attacked and exploded around him again.

"Boom boom..."

High in the sky, more than ten Hela drones launched missiles carried on their fuselages in succession, and then opened fire on the heavy machine guns enchanted with "Thor's Hammer" towards the giant below who was locked by magic.

In an instant, thousands upon thousands of bullets, magnified to the size of cannonballs, hurtled toward the giant at nearly Mach 2.

This bombardment, equivalent to that of a heavy artillery barrage, lasted for a full minute.

Under this terrifying barrage of fire, the Siberian permafrost seemed to have been loosened by the tunnel boring machine, with huge plumes of dust rising dozens of meters high and lingering for a long time.

The smoke and dust obscured most of the reconnaissance equipment, and Hela drones, which were designed for Muggle warfare, were also jammed due to their low-precision Magic Radar, forcing the strike to be suspended.

However, the satellite equipped with high-precision magic radar was unaffected by this obstruction of vision. Like a green beam of light descending from the sky, it traced the path of the giant's repulsion by the energy weapon, cleaving through the earth in an attempt to bring it back into the attack range.

But then, "Bang!"

The shockwave exploded, clearing away the smoke and dust, and a white light shot into the sky.

Below, the giant remained in the posture of throwing his spear, but in an instant, the white light shot into the sky over a thousand kilometers high, piercing through the magic satellite.

The satellite exploded into a pile of fragments in space, and the white light returned to the giant's hands once more.

He now only had half of his tattered body left, and the ground was covered with his splattered blood, but the giant roared and raised his spear, unleashing endless lightning that seemed to coat him in armor.

A storm that swept across the sky rose around it, and several more missiles flew in, but they were all caught in the storm and exploded into a cloud of smoke, unable to harm the giant anymore.

"Boom boom boom!" The rolling dust in the distance stopped. Hundreds of unmanned combat vehicles were adjusting their angles and firing at the storm.

But the storm was like an impregnable fortress; the lightning and fire in the gale could melt steel in an instant.

"Kaunan! Hagalaz! Gebo!" The giant's voice resounded across the earth amidst the storm, and when the incantation ended, countless lightning spears flashed in the sky.

The next instant, the storm dissipated, and the giant roared as he hurled his spear. At the same time, thousands of lightning spears rained down on the chariot's location.

"Sizzle!" The lightning spear was incredibly destructive, instantly piercing through twenty centimeters of armor on those tanks and blasting their mechanical components into a mangled mess.

"Boom!" Several more tanks were hit in the ammunition compartment and exploded.

With a single attack, the giant wiped out an entire regiment of unmanned tanks.

Immediately afterwards, he gathered countless lightning spears again and threw them into the sky, instantly destroying the drone swarm.

However, even so, the attack seemed endless, with two more missiles trailing two white lines as they hurtled toward it.

The giant swept his spear, detonating the missile.

But this time, after the smoke and dust cleared, a bolt of lightning suddenly leaped into the clouds and disappeared in an instant.

……

Thousands of kilometers away.

Finland.

A bolt of lightning struck from the sky, blasting the top of a snow-capped mountain into the ground with a deafening roar.

The giant, leaning on his spear, knelt on the ground.

He was breathing weakly, and pieces of rock were peeling off his body, his blood cascading like a waterfall onto the snow and ice at the mountaintop.

But at that moment, the mountain seemed to sense his presence and began to tremble slightly. Faint ancient songs sang in the howling cold wind, and thunderous war drums rolled in the gloomy clouds. He heard the calls of countless people again, just like his homeland more than a thousand years ago.

This land has not forgotten him.

The giant's breathing gradually subsided, his wounds slowly healed, and his body gradually shrank.

In a short while, he transformed from a giant nearly ten meters tall into an old man dressed in a white robe.

A majestic aura emanated from behind him. He took a deep breath, stepped out, and arrived beside a large lake.

He walked barefoot on the pebbles by the lake, his aged hands gently stroking the ferns on the shore. Before long, he came to a rotten tree stump.

"Yuktrasil..." He stroked the long-rotted tree stump, "The divine tree that supports heaven and earth has become like this."

"Without the nourishment of divine power, the Nine Realms must have already collapsed."

"Our world died, not from Ragnarok, but from an evil plot."

"But now I have returned, and we will rule this land once more! The Aesir will rebuild Asgard!"

As he spoke, he punched into the tree hole and dug out a seed from the rotten mud.

He washed the seeds clean in the lake water and held them in his palm. The seeds had been withered, but they quickly regained their luster in his palm. Soon, a tiny sprout emerged from the seeds.

"Grow, Yggdrasil! You will be the new World Tree!"

He tossed the seed into the nearby gravel, and it swelled up as soon as it hit the ground. Then, thick roots twisted and burrowed out, digging into the ground, and the whole plant continued to expand and grow. In just a few moments, it had become a towering tree that was tens of meters tall.

He watched this scene with delight, preparing to chant the incantation to make it extend its branches again and connect the nine realms.

But at that moment, his body suddenly stiffened, and the electric sparks around him trembled involuntarily. In his chest cavity, chains made of incredibly complex runes were wrapped around his heart. At this moment, the chains were tightening, reminding him that even though he had escaped that cage, he was still not free.

"Roar!" he roared in extreme anger.

I almost wanted to rip out that heart that was enslaved by the runes.

But he ultimately did not do that.

He cannot die here; the Aesir are still waiting for his rescue.

Although the blood feud of enslavement will surely be avenged, they still have a common enemy at this moment.

He looked south again, where there was a city, the very heart of their prison.

With that thought, he transformed back into the form of a giant, raised his spear, and vanished in a flash of lightning.

(End of this chapter)