American comics: Omniscient and omnipotent, starting from the melting pot of concepts.

With Heimdall's strength, he was completely unable to detect Aaron's movements.

Aaron skillfully melted the strand of hair, and seeing the familiar light surge forth, he instantly breathed a sigh of relief.

So, even a single hair can be perfectly melted?!

The Primordial Forge is amazing!

[All-Seeing Eye (Super Vision): A similar ability has been detected and merged with (Super Vision). You now possess extremely powerful far-field vision, capable of seeing the wings of a butterfly flapping billions of light-years away.]

[Super Hearing: Similar abilities have been detected to have merged, giving you even more powerful hearing. You can keenly hear the distant babbling of a stream and sense the hustle and bustle of city traffic. You are especially sensitive to certain words, such as your name. Even if someone calls your name from a place light-years away, you can hear them instantly!]

[Sensory Sharing: You can share what you see, hear, and feel with others in real time, even across billions of light-years (provided the other person is open-minded or there is a significant difference in their abilities)!]

[Super Sensing: Similar abilities have been detected to have merged. Your perception is now more powerful. Combined with your All-Seeing Eye and Super Hearing, you can instantly focus on and lock onto what you want to see. However, some abilities can still block your perception and sight (such as Loki's magic).]

[Statue (sculpture): Congratulations on becoming the master of the statue game! No one can beat you in the statue game; you are the god of statues!]

[Eyes that never tire: Your eyes are extremely well-developed; you will never feel tired even if you never blink.]

[All-nighter expert: You possess incredible resilience, capable of staying awake forever and maintaining a high level of alertness without fatigue (the internet cafe is my home!)]

Well, I admit I underestimated you.

Heimdall is indeed quite remarkable; no wonder he was valued by Odin.

Seven useful features were revealed at once; just for that number, it deserves a thumbs up.

The traits Aaron gained from Heimdall made him even more versatile.

His eyes flashed with golden light as he silently thought of Muspelheim and Surtur, based on the star map in his mind.

quickly,

Our gaze travels through countless light-years.

He saw that high-temperature world filled with flames and lava.

I saw Surtur, the fire giant king who sat slumped on his throne, clutching a black iron sword, and was nearly three meters tall!

The next instant, dark energy surged, and the figure vanished.

Heimdall finally blinked.

His face suddenly showed surprise and uncertainty.

He thought he had just seen Aaron's golden eyes.

After a brief moment of thought, he was shocked.

Aaron, he has his eyes!!

Hmm~ Is there anything he can't do?

Heimdall was immediately rendered speechless.

After a while, he finally remembered to observe Aaron's position.

Then he saw Muspelheim.

A large group of fire giants swarmed toward Aaron, who had suddenly appeared in front of Surtur.

"Damn Asgardians, you are far too arrogant!"

On the throne, Surtur, in a severely weakened state, looked at Aaron with considerable anger.

Under his command, the fire giants, who originally lived on the lava cliffs, nimbly leaped down from a height of tens of meters.

Their powerful physiques made them seem to ignore the effects of gravity, charging towards the uninvited guests one after another.

"Excuse me, you misspoke."

Aaron shook his head. "I am not an Asgardian."

"Stop pretending. The aura emanating from you is that of a damned Asgardian. I will never forget that smell!"

Surtur was furious and then threw a projection device at Aaron's feet.

Then, a clear voice came through; it was Frigga's voice.

"Your Excellency Surtur, the Flame Giant King, we sincerely invite you to attend tomorrow's..."

At the very end of the audio, a clear image of the person is thoughtfully shown.

Listening to Frigga's invitation, he glanced at the circular mark on the ground not far away, engraved with mysterious runes, and the 3D shadow that looked exactly like himself.

For a moment, Aaron was speechless.

Good grief, you sent the invitation directly to Muspelheim!

"I am not an Asgardian until at least tomorrow."

"I don't care who you are, once you're here, you're not leaving!"

Surtur picked up his greatsword and charged.

Even in a weakened state, with less than one ten-thousandth of his peak strength, Surtur, fueled by rage, remained fearless!

Chapter Seventy: Sif's Double Sensory Experience, Odin's Horror

"Roar!!"

A colossal fire dragon circled in the sky, while an endless array of fire demons (fire giants) wielding sharp blades charged toward Aaron.

They spread across the wilderness like ants, marching towards the royal court amidst the roars of Surtur, the fire giant king.

Let's call it a royal court for now; in reality, it's just a cave.

At first glance, there is only a giant stone throne at the very top.

Compared to Earth and Asgard, they were practically uncivilized, barbaric tribes.

But these "barbarians" are able to fight against powerful cosmic empires.

Surtur raised the dark Twilight Sword, channeling scorching flame energy into it, and then released high-temperature rays from its tip.

Aaron, clad in imperial armor, showed no intention of dodging.

With hands on hips and chest puffed out, he took the full force of Surtur's energy bombardment.

The beam of light, powerful enough to melt iron and sever metal, failed to penetrate the chest armor.

When the rays struck the armor, they were immediately absorbed and stored by the Imperial Armor.

Even the impact energy caused by the rays was absorbed by the armor!

Under that full-force attack, Aaron began to move forward.

"Surtur, I'm only here to borrow something from you. There's no need for you to make such a fuss. Let's calm down, okay?"

Aaron walked slowly, seemingly oblivious to Surtur's rays.

"Damn Asgardians, don't get cocky!"

"This is Muspelheim. Even if Odin came here alone, he would have no chance of survival!"

Surtur spewed magma, and his entire body was engulfed in flames that grew even more intense with his rage.

At that moment, the nearest fire giant had arrived in front of Aaron, and the blade, sharp enough to pierce through an Asgardian, was about to fall.

Aaron didn't even lift his eyelids, and took another step forward.

Boom~~

A surging, overwhelming aura swept across all directions in an instant. The icy, bone-chilling cold, accompanied by a sudden burst of gale-force winds, transformed into a devastating wave of frigid air, engulfing an area of ​​hundreds of miles in a mere swiftness! Snowflakes began to fall from the sky and earth without anyone noticing.

Aaron smiled, ignoring the several sharp blades that had solidified into ice crystals less than five centimeters from the armor, and continued forward.

Under the sunlight, the ice blade gleamed with a cold, sharp light.

The expressions on the faces of the frost giants up close remained in those hideous, smug smiles.

They seemed to be laughing as they were about to stab Aaron.

But that distance of less than five centimeters is like an insurmountable chasm.

The snowflakes are still falling.

The surrounding area, spanning hundreds of miles, was completely transformed into a frozen wasteland, a death zone for the Frost Giants.

Any fire giant that ventures further in will be frozen in the extremely low temperature until the scalding hot lava blood congeals.

He then died quietly.

More fire giants hesitated to move forward, circling the icy landscape.

Within that circle of death, it was like an icy hell.

Outside the circle, however, lies a world of scorching lava.

Even Surtur, the Frost Giant King, found it quite difficult to withstand this cold wave.

He struggled to keep the flow of lava blood going.

At the same time, it is also subject to continuous high-temperature radiation.

He believed that all defenses had their limits, even Aaron's strange armor.

When the armor melts, his attack will kill Aaron!

“Surtur, I suggest that next time you do this, you should stand on the right.”

"What are you talking about?" Surtur asked, puzzled.

"Historically speaking, the left side of the ball is always the weakest. If you're Dynamo, then never mind what I said."

Aaron raised his hand, and the gauntlets of the Emperor Armor gathered immense energy.

next moment,

The surrounding protons and neutrons were gathered together by a powerful electromagnetic force, and a terrifying particle beam shockwave tore through Surtur's high-temperature rays.

The Twilight Sword was instantly blasted hundreds of meters away and stuck high on the cliff.

Surtur was also sent flying dozens of meters, smashing his throne into pieces.

Surtur's strong body began to crack inch by inch, with countless tiny fissures spreading outwards.

But Surtur continued to laugh, seemingly unconcerned.

"It's no use. You're incompetent, nothing you do will make a difference."

"I am destined to destroy your homeland; my time will come."

"When my crown is once again bathed in the eternal fire, I will regain all my power!"

"I will be higher than the mountains, and plunge my sword deep into Asgard..."

"Alright, go tell that to Thor. I have no interest in hearing your story about Ragnarok!"

Aaron interrupted Surtur's daydream and suddenly realized that Surtur was currently severely injured. If he were to smelt him now, would it be impossible to maximize the benefits?

"Speaking of the Eternal Flame, is this what you mean?"

Thinking of this, Aaron spread his five fingers, and the familiar flames danced joyfully between his finger arm armor.

"Eternal Flame! My Flame!"

Surtur opened his eyes wide and lunged forward, dragging his shattered body.

"Don't worry, it's yours. I'll give it to you now."

Aaron's eyes were filled with malice. He took a step forward and stood in front of Surtur, striking him on the head with the Eternal Flame in his hand.

However, Surtur was not angry at all; instead, he greedily absorbed the Eternal Flame.

"More! I want more Eternal Flame!"

Aaron's rude behavior was ignored in the face of the temptation to regain his power.

His body grew rapidly. A mere palm-sized ball of eternal fire allowed him to grow to a height of over a hundred meters, and he was still growing!

"Not enough! It's still a bit lacking."

Aaron was not satisfied with Surtur's growth rate, and another ball of eternal fire appeared in his hand, which he threw onto Surtur's crown.

Heimdall, witnessing this scene from the Rainbow Bridge, was immediately shocked: "Allfather Aaron has betrayed his country!"