Ice apocalypse, I hoard tens of billions of supplies

In the dark desert, a terrifying body over six meters tall slowly rose from the sea of ​​sand, like a moving black mountain.

Sand cascaded down its carapace covered in jagged spikes like a waterfall, gleaming with an ominous metallic sheen against the blood-red sky.

Its blood-red, emotionless eyes slowly turned, each lens reflecting three tiny figures, their eyes gleaming with the cold, predatory light.

Odin searched through the database and finally found the guy's information in the Dark Moon Empire's records.

Crippled Scorpion! An exile from the Darkmoon Empire, and once one of the most powerful generals of the Darkmoon Empire.

Odin's single eye narrowed slightly, its pupil reflecting every detail of the colossal creature.

He could clearly see the ancient patterns on the broken scorpion's carapace and feel the suffocating pressure emanating from it.

"damn it!"

Odin took a deep breath, a hint of seriousness flashing in his eyes, but it was quickly replaced by a firm fighting spirit.

Now that he had encountered this situation, he knew there was no way to escape; he could only fight to the death!

and so--

"In the name of Asgard!"

His deep voice echoed across the sand, and his single eye shone with a light as bright as the sun.

In his right hand, terrifying silver lightning suddenly appeared, transforming into a solid spear more than two meters long!

The Eternal Spear will surely strike Gungnir! He hurled it forcefully from his palm, instantly traversing the hundreds of meters between them, heading straight for the Scorpion's chest!

The divine spear transformed into a streak of light that pierced through heaven and earth, its tip tearing through space and stabbing straight at the remnant scorpion with an aura capable of annihilating all things.

The thunder's power made the air feel scorching.

An attack that cannot be escaped and can only be taken head-on.

But faced with Odin's terrifying attack, the Scorpion stood still without moving an inch.

"when!"

The pincers on his right arm opened easily and then clamped down on the spear that was formed from condensed lightning.

It was as simple as picking up a chopstick; Gungnir roared and thunder exploded, yet it could not advance another step!

Superpower Index: 46000 points!

Faced with an absolute disparity in strength, even Gungnir, with his guaranteed hit rule, lost his edge.

Odin's pupils suddenly contracted, his single eye reflecting the image of the spear shattering into pieces.

His ability index is 38000 points, which is almost 10,000 points lower than the opponent's!

This disparity in strength left him completely clueless about how to defeat his opponent.

Unfortunately, his luck was really bad.

But Zhang Yi and the others aren't around, and now the only person he can rely on is himself.

"Is this God's punishment for me? Is He going to make me die here?"

Despair filled Odin's heart, but in that moment of despair, a sense of calm also emerged.

This world is always a place where the fittest survive.

From the moment he ceased to be one of humanity's top fighters, perhaps this day was destined to come.

But at this moment, the flames burning in his eyes were more intense than ever before, as if they wanted to set the dark sky ablaze.

"But I don't believe in fate!"

His intense gaze fell upon Loki (Belrit Thomas) and Hela (Louise Andrei).

"We are the three great leaders of Asgard, how could we die on the distant moon?"

"Yes."

Loki took the enormous fasces axe from her back, so disproportionate to her size, and the crimson color in her eyes grew even more intense.

"Time for a celebration!"

Loki's roar ripped through the sky.

Her once cunning eyes were now completely stained with blood, her pupils contracting into dangerous vertical lines.

The Viking bloodline is awakening, and as a top-tier enhancement-type ability user, she is a born war-loving madwoman.

What is fear? She had never felt anything like it before.

Even when facing the most powerful enemy, we must draw our swords and fight!

The runes on the ceremonial battle axe lit up one by one, and blood-red lines climbed onto her cheeks. The madness and fighting spirit in her eyes were almost overflowing.

"boom!"

She swept across the dark sand like a cannonball, rushing towards the scorpion like a hurricane. The battle axe in her hand burst forth with a blood-red light, aiming at the scorpion's head and smashing down fiercely!

"Go to hell!!!"

Her fighting spirit manifested in her almost frenzied roar.

The moment she swung the battle axe, all she could see was the terrifying figure of the scorpion; all reason was replaced by the instinct to fight.

Faced with the human attack, the corner of the scorpion's mouth curled up almost imperceptibly, revealing a mocking smile.

Its thick, long tail was raised high, and a beam of red light suddenly shot out from the scorpion's tail!

The light was thicker than blood, and the moment it shot out, it was mixed with an incomparably chilling deathly intent! It was like the scythe of death from the underworld, ready to reap the lives before it.

The Scorpion's ability: Death Ray.

The crimson rays, like the sword of judgment, struck first despite being delayed.

Loki was incredibly fast, yet when the death ray struck, he didn't even have time to react.

Loki's blood-red pupils clearly reflected the deadly beam of light that was about to strike, every detail magnified.

The air distorted at the edge of light contains destructive energy, and even the subtle ripples created when light streaks through space.

"laugh!"

The crimson death ray easily pierced through her protective alien energy and also penetrated her body, which had been tempered and refined by countless trials as an enhanced alien.

Like a sharp, long needle, it pierced through her body!

"Am I really... so vulnerable?"

Loki's pupils dilated, his eyes filled with disbelief.

Before she could even get close to the other person, she was shot down from mid-air.

The difference in strength was too great; there was absolutely no chance of fighting back!

This is despair!

Odin and Hela also tensed up as they watched.

They knew better than anyone how powerful Loki's defenses and speed were.

The crimson, eerie light of death rays erupted once more from the scorpion's tail.

Just as Loki was about to be killed, a voice suddenly rang out.

"The Kingdom of the Dead!"

A hint of worry flashed in Hela's icy blue eyes, but it was quickly replaced by determination.

She pressed her hands to the ground, and the sea of ​​sand instantly transformed into a sea of ​​pale arms.

A moment later, dark red spiritual arms emerged from the ground beneath the scorpion's broken body.

Then it suddenly clung to the scorpion's body.

Caught off guard, the scorpion's body was covered by the hands of countless undead.

Loki's body crashed to the ground, enduring the pain of her chest being pierced. Instead of retreating, she roared and leaped into the air again, wielding her massive battle axe, and brought it down with a mighty chop!

Odin also seized this fleeting opportunity, clasping his hands together loosely in front of his chest.

Lightning flashed in his single eye, and a jet-black spear condensed in his palm, its shaft crackling with destructive lightning.

With Gungnir, the spear of eternity, in his left hand and Nidhogg, the spear of dark lightning, in his right, this was the most powerful attack he could currently unleash!

"Ragnarok!"

He roared and hurled two thunderous spears, his eyes burning with a death wish.

At this moment, he seemed to have returned to his youth when he conquered the Nine Realms, his eyes filled with fearless light.

The moment the spear left his hand, the entire desert trembled, as if even heaven and earth were shaking at this strike.