I'm in an American comic book, and all my teammates are main characters and bosses.

Chapter 100, 99. Someone has to become Ragnarok, why can't it be me?

Badr eventually accepted Ron's bribe with a smile.

"The secret energy within you can last for about three months. Each time it's time, I'll come here to replenish your secret energy. To show my sincerity, I'll give you an extra month for now."

As he spoke, Ron took out a blood collection vial and inserted it into his thigh. After the vial had collected enough blood, he handed it to Baldr.

"I will be back here in four months. Of course, if you'd like, you can also collect some Nordic treasures; I'd be happy to trade with you."

As he spoke, Ron glanced around and coughed lightly, saying, "Although you can feel something indirectly through magical feedback, you should be able to feel the difference between different sensations after being punched by me."

"……Um."

Upon hearing this, Bader nodded humbly and asked, "Is there any solution?"

"It can't be solved for now. Your mother's magic level is too amazing. Even your father couldn't do anything about it." Ron glanced back at Freya, whose face was full of gloom, and said without any fear, "But if it's something from another world, with completely different arcane... that is, magical power composition, I believe you will be able to feel the real touch."

"I see... So what should we do?"

"Here's the deal: I'll craft you a magical artifact from another realm, but in exchange, next time I come to recharge it, you'll bring me something like a golden apple or divine blood. How about that?"

"...What do you need these for?" Badr became wary. He still retained some rationality and did not completely succumb to momentary pleasure.

"For research. To be honest, this is what I love collecting the most. And don't worry about me using it for curses; you know how resistant divinity is to curses."

"That's true..."

As he said this, Badr also glanced at his mother, Freya.

Freya, as the Queen of the Gods, possessed an unquestionable level of divine power. Logically, Odin couldn't possibly have cursed her. However, unfortunately, her Valkyrie wings were hidden, leaving Freya with less than a tenth of her power. Furthermore, Odin's magic originated from Freya, and he knew her arcane abilities intimately. In this situation of mutual familiarity, whoever possessed more magic and stronger divinity held a decisive advantage. Naturally, Freya ended up in this predicament.

"But saying that won't do you any good," Badr scoffed. "If what you bring out doesn't satisfy me..."

"Don't worry, I started preparing before I came here."

As he spoke, Ron glanced around, then bent down behind Freya and the others and slowly took out a plump, fleshy object from his personal space.

"This is……?"

"This is a specialty of Tieba, Peach Blossom Fairy Meat Lingzhi."

Ron said in a low voice, "Bionic design gives you a more thrilling experience than reality..."

"Shut up!" Upon hearing this, Badr immediately covered Ron's mouth, looked around like a weasel that had stolen a chicken, and only after confirming that no one else was around did he say, "I'll do it, I'll do it, okay! It's just a little blood, come on, start with me!"

As he spoke, Badr first severed the connection to his senses. After returning to a state where he felt no pain, he picked up a stone and smashed his left hand off with a loud bang.

He handed it to Ron, saying, "Cash on delivery!"

"Of course, of course."

Ron said with a smile, "But it's still in the closed beta phase, and the online function hasn't been implemented yet. If you want to participate in a racing competition, you may have to wait a while longer."

"It's okay, it's okay, I'm leaving now." Badr's face was flushed, and he was full of energy.

As he was leaving, Bader seemed to remember something, turned around, waved his hand, and said:

"Mom, treat them well. They are envoys from another divine realm, after all. Don't neglect them!"

After saying that, Bader realized that he was still holding the cup in his hand while waving. Before he could say anything, he stuffed it into his pocket and flew away with a whoosh!

"Be careful when using it! Don't let Odin see it!!"

"Okay~~"

Hearing Badr's response from afar, Ron nodded with satisfaction. Then, turning back to the group with a broad smile, he said, "Alright! The matter is resolved satisfactorily!"

Mimir looked on with a sigh. As the Norse god of knowledge and wisdom, Mimir said that he had truly opened his eyes and seen something very amazing.

Kratos remained silent, still covering Atreus's face from a distance—at first he only covered Atreus's ears, but after Ron's secret Peach Fairy III appeared, Kratos covered Atreus's eyes as well.

Looking at Ron, Kratos didn't say anything, but he had already made up his mind that in the future, he would never give Ron any chance to be alone with Atreus.

In contrast, Freya was much more decisive. She stared intently at Ron, her Valkyrie sword already drawn again from her waist. Her body trembled uncontrollably, as if contemplating whether to immediately cleave Ron in two.

Ron, on the other hand, seemed confident of victory.

"Madam, you wouldn't want your son... to hate you even more because of this, would you?"

"Shut up! How dare you say that!" Freya gritted her teeth, "You're just exploiting Baldr's weaknesses to blackmail him, forcing him to make this choice! You...you even taught him to do that kind of thing?! Damn it, you're a piece of scum!"

"Thank you for the compliment~"

Ron gave a thumbs up, then said calmly:

"But we can be more open-minded. Think about it, compared to the other gods' indulgence, incest, and promiscuity, their reckless killings in pursuit of thrills, Baldr is simply outrageously kind, just playing with cups!"

"Distorted logic and heresy!"

Spitting, Freya angrily sheathed her sword, ultimately failing to strike Ron.

Meanwhile, Mimir clicked his tongue and said, "Although it sounds a bit strange, when you think about it carefully, it really makes sense... A god who just likes to amuse himself is indeed a good thing for mortals."

"Hmph!" Freya snorted heavily, but did not refute.

"We've almost finished dealing with things here, so we're ready to leave."

Ron turned to Kratos and said, "Have you bought Atreus's membership permit? If not, I can lend you some."

"No need, I've already bought them," Kratos said in a deep voice. "However, I haven't met Odin and Frigga in the Base universe yet. Let's talk about Atreus's studies after we've gained my approval."

"Should we leave Northern Europe?"

Hearing Kratos and Ron's conversation, Atreus's face showed a hint of curiosity. Seeing this, Ron nodded and said:

"Pretty much. If you stay here, Odin won't give up searching for you and your son. Even with Baldr providing cover, given Odin's nature, he'll still send ravens to secretly monitor you. Why not come to my place? All the amenities are there, and it's much more interesting than here. The food and entertainment are far more fun, I guarantee it!"

"That's wonderful!"

Atreus's face was filled with curiosity and longing for the unknown world.

Freya, standing nearby, frowned and asked, "Is there another world with Odin too?"

"Pretty much, but in terms of character and knowledge, you guys in the other world are better, and more importantly, your families are harmonious. If I had to say what you two have in common, it would be that the children you raise aren't very good."

One is a reckless fool, the other a cunning strategist. Although they both improved later on, it was only after going through countless hardships that they changed.

Freya nodded thoughtfully, but didn't say anything more.

It was clear that Freya was tempted—compared to using magic to protect Baldr from all harm, going to another world and directly escaping the fate of this world seemed much easier?

However, it's best to let such thoughts go, since Baldr hasn't reconciled with her yet. As a mother, Freya simply doesn't have the courage to leave alone while Baldr is still in this world.

"I come back here every three months. Besides helping Badr replenish his energy, there's something else I need your help with."

"What's wrong?"

Ragnarok.

Ron looked at Freya and said, "Ragnarok is an inevitable part of this world, and it will mark the transition of Norse civilization from the rule of the Asgardian gods to another era. Baldr's death is just the beginning, and Atreus is merely a wedge in this world's process. I took Atreus with me, and a new Loki will be born."

"What should I do?"

Upon hearing that it concerned her son, Baldr, Freya became serious.

"Just help me out, because I don't have much time to stay in this world," Ron said. "Baldr's death was the key to triggering Fenrir's Winter. Similarly, to prevent Baldr from dying due to fate, we need to trigger Fenrir's Winter in advance."

"This is too difficult."

Freya shook her head and said:

"Although the divinity within you has not yet awakened, you should understand that divinity is not merely energy, but a valve closely related to the world itself. When a person truly masters divinity and becomes a god, then that person will also become a part of this world, and thus become immortal."

After a pause, Freya glanced at the axe on Kratos's back and said:

"You know better than I do the consequences of killing a god. Unless you have the necessary factors, killing a god is nearly impossible. Similarly, if Baldr hadn't died, Fenrir's Winter would never have happened. But if your actions would harm Baldr... then I'm sorry, I won't agree."

"No, my goal is to skip the wedge of Baldr's death that triggered Ragnarok and go straight to Fenrir's Winter."

Ron reached out and retrieved a bottle covered in frost from the Infinite City. Almost the instant his hand touched the bottle, Ron's body temperature began to plummet at an alarming rate. This wasn't a localized drop from holding the ice; rather, his entire body temperature began to decrease rapidly. Within a few breaths, a fine layer of frost covered Ron's arms and even his skin.

Noticing the strange fluctuations in arcane energy, Freya's eyes narrowed slightly.

"This is……"

"White Frost," Ron replied, "comes from another, more distant world, possessing the property of infinitely absorbing heat and warmth, and has frozen countless worlds into lifeless blocks of ice."

"But as long as it is kept within a controllable range, it is possible to produce sustained low temperatures."

After hearing Ron's words, Freya remained silent for a moment, then shook her head and took two steps back, her eyes filled with horror as she stared at the jar in Ron's hand.

As a master of magic, even though Ron described it very simply, Freya was still able to realize the danger of this thing through the information Ron revealed and her simple perception of White Frost.

"This will make you Ragnarok itself," Freya said, frowning. "Are you sure you want to trigger Ragnarok like this? If it gets out of control, the entire Nine Realms..."

"Don't worry, White Frost doesn't have the property of proliferation," Ron said.

"The white frost comes from a higher realm. Although it's not certain yet, it is indeed something the world itself uses to eliminate 'pests.' Similarly, only by mastering the relevant technology can one extract the white frost from that special dimension."

"And now, as far as I know, there are only two people in the endless world who can extract Dao Bai Shuang: one is me, and the other is a member of my team."

Upon hearing this, Freya remained silent for a moment, then took a deep breath and nodded, saying:

"Okay, but you'd better make sure this doesn't get out of control."

"Don't worry, not only will it not get out of control, I've even completed mass production!"

With that, Ron walked over to Kratos and asked, "Is there anything else we need to prepare?"

"Um."

Hearing this, Kratos nodded and said, "I need to go home... to get some things."

There were few surprises. According to the current timeline, Kratos had just returned from the highest peak of Midgard. He hadn't yet ventured into the Land of the Dead to rescue Atreus, who was in a coma due to the conflict between his divinity and personality.

The realm of the dead was filled with freezing air, rendering the Leviathan Axe ineffective, so Kratos took out the Chaos Blade again.

And now... we're about to leave, so we should naturally take what we need.

(End of this chapter)