The world-devouring dragon

Along with the roar of the big snake, countless huge warships made of dead people's nails came from Muspelheim, the country of fire in the south. Sailing into the sea.

These warships were loaded with fire giants wearing armor, and the leading ship of destiny, Najirfa, carried the ancestor of the fire giants - Surtur and his many powerful sons.

When was Surtur born? No one knows.

Because long before the birth of Ymir, the founder of the frost giant, the ancestor of the fire giant had been born. In a world of chaos, the ancestor of the fire giant was already fulfilling his mission. He stayed in Musbel, the Kingdom of Fire. In Helm, he silently slashed the glaciers in the chaotic world with his fire sword. The ice cubes knocked off the glaciers mixed with the flames to form boiling steam, and the frost giant Ymir was born from this steam. among.

The power of this fire giant ancestor is immeasurable, but he is indifferent by nature. He does not compete with the God King for dominance of the world, and is not interested in expanding his power. He just reproduces his own offspring alone in the Kingdom of Fire, competing with the gods. There was no communication between them, but at this moment, the fire giant ancestor led his descendants out of the Kingdom of Fire like never before.

The huge flame giant raised his head silently. In front of him, the world was dim, and the vast ocean submerged everything. There was a heavy rain in the dark world. The heavy rain was so violent that everything could not be seen clearly, and the whole world seemed blurry. .

And in this stormy world, one can vaguely see behind the blurry rain curtain, the magnificent spectacle of a majestic beast so huge that it connects to the sky and the earth, roaring at the sky in the middle of a vast ocean.

The huge size and the resounding roar made the fire giant ancestor seem to see a once invincible figure in a trance.

"Loki, is that your child? He is really as powerful as Ymir..."

The ancestor of the fire giant said, and beside him, Loki watched silently.

The once handsome face has been corroded by the venom of poisonous snakes, and the thin figure has become almost skeletal after thousands of years of torture. He was just rescued by the fire giant, wearing only a thin shirt. The body was covered with sackcloth and nothing else. There was not an inch of good skin on those exposed chests and twisted limbs, and there were horrifying scars corroded by venom everywhere.

Rather than saying that this is a former god, it is better to say that this is a ferocious and ugly ghost. No matter who you tell now that this is the once free and easy and frivolous God of Fire, Loki, no one will believe it.

Facing Surtur's words, Loki just said calmly.

"Surtur, all you have to do is help me kill the gods, the rest has nothing to do with you."

His voice was hoarse, and the venom not only destroyed his appearance, but also corroded his vocal cords, making his voice no longer as free and free as it once was. He stared at the sky above his head, with a hint of difficulty in his indifferent snake eyes. Words of resentment.

"What a boring god. Anyway, you are the God of Fire and we are the Fire Giants. As long as you fulfill your promise, we will never interfere with the others."

The calm voice of the fire giant ancestor came. I'm afraid no one would know what the promise between the fire giant ancestor and Loki was.

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Above the vast oceans of water everywhere, the fleet of black boats that covered the sky and the sun kept moving forward. Wherever they went, the sea water was also boiled by the flames of these fire giants, and the blazing flames burned on the sea. , nothing can stop the progress of this huge fleet.

Along with the progress of this mighty fleet, suddenly, an extremely large fleet also arrived from the Kingdom of Mist in the north. On the undead ship composed of dead people's bones and broken skulls, there were countless It exudes a silent and cold ghostly atmosphere all the time, rendering the northern sky a dead silence.

And in the sea water, tens of millions, billions, countless weak undead souls and wandering souls who are not qualified to board the ship are soaked in the sea water, surrounding these ghost ships, The ignorant wandering souls howled and instinctively surrounded these undead warships. The silent murmurs and cries of the dead filled the entire sea area, gradually transforming this world of the living into a world of death.

If no one stops it, one day the entire world will be dragged into the kingdom of death by these undead.

On the undead ship at the head, Hela, the God of Death, half of her body had a beautiful face and half of her body was as pale as a corpse, looking indifferently at the army of fire giants in front of her.

She glanced around at the huge fleet that covered the sky in front of her, and then flew up to the leading ship of destiny, Najirfa. She faced her father, who was now like a ghost, with no emotion on her face, but a slight bow. Shen Dao.

"Father."

Looking at his little daughter, the weak Loki barely smiled and tried to stand up, but his body was too weak and he staggered and almost fell down.

Hela stepped forward and supported her father. Unlike her two brothers who only liked to speak with strength, Hela, who had the most complex thoughts, knew better than anyone else what kind of power her father had. Wisdom, his intelligence and rationality are far beyond what any other gods and giants can match.

Because of this, the respect for wisdom made Hela particularly respect her father.

After trying to stand up, Loki panted, raised his head and looked at the dark cloudy sky above his head, his eyes seemed to be peering directly into the kingdom of gods, and said inexplicably.

"It's time...Fenrir!"

At the end of his speech, his voice suddenly rose in pitch, as if he was calling for something.

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Chior, this huge rock is deeply rooted in the World Tree, able to bind the demonic wolf that can devour the gods.

"Hoo..."

At this moment, a dark atmosphere enveloped the area around the giant rock, and only the occasional frightening roar came from the dark mist, proving that a monster was tied inside.

But suddenly, there was the sound of chains breaking inside...

The demon wolf broke free from the chain made of invisible things on its body, raised its head, and looked at the sky. Its violent pupils were filled with hatred that could not be turned away. It had been imprisoned for more than ten thousand years. After suffering the torture and pain of having a sharp knife stabbed in the throat, it was time to take revenge on those gods.

It howled suddenly, and its body suddenly grew in size.

"OOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!!!!!!"

The fur was growing crazily, and the body that was originally no more than a person's height began to grow rapidly, becoming bigger than the mountain peak and bigger than the ocean. In the end, the demon wolf was almost as big as his brother.

It opened its huge mouth, its upper jaw touched the sky, and its lower jaw touched the ground. One front foot stepped on the living world, and the other hind foot had already stepped into the underworld.

The entire universe seemed to have become crowded because of this. One wolf and one snake each occupied half of the world. The huge body of the giant snake wrapped around the entire world, while the demon wolf stepped on this world and roared loudly towards the universe. Venting out the anger that had been imprisoned for tens of thousands of years.

At the same time, on Asgard, the Kingdom of Gods, Heimdall, the guardian of the gods who saw everything happening below, no longer hesitated and finally blew the sound for A war trumpet calling to the gods.

"Ohh Ohh ohh!!!!!!!!"

The war horn then resounded throughout the universe, announcing to the entire universe the arrival of this unprecedented and ultimate decisive battle.