After leaving the world of all NPCs

However, the raven circled for several weeks, its vision sweeping across the noisy battlefield, but there was no trace of the fire giant Surtur, who was supposed to be fighting with Frey!

boom! !

Just as Odin was in doubt, a terrifying roar that far surpassed all the noise on the battlefield suddenly exploded from the direction of the Rainbow Bridge!

The gods and giants looked over subconsciously.

I saw that the colorful long bridge carrying countless warriors - Bifrost, the huge arch of the foundation of Asgard, had collapsed horribly!

The three-colored flames supporting the bridge shattered into billions of solidified rainbow fragments.

Carrying the broken bridge structure, it crashed down towards the huge branches of Yggdrasil, the world tree that supported this country below!

boom! boom! boom!

The huge branches like mountains were hit by dense debris, and the rock layer collapsed instantly.

Dust mixed with the sap of the World Tree and broken wood rose into the sky along with the smoke from the explosion.

But this is not the end, it is at the end of the broken rainbow bridge.

On the broken bridgehead, a red flame column with an immeasurable diameter shot up violently into the sky!

boom--

It easily penetrated the thick smoke billowing above the battlefield, the scarlet thunderclouds, and even the light curtain interwoven with various divine powers and magic.

Its blazing light instantly overwhelmed all the light on the battlefield, piercing the sky and reaching the same height as the sun, moon, stars... all the celestial bodies orbiting at the top of the treetops.

The range of the light is so vast, as if the entire world tree Yggdrasil, which supports the nine realms, is now bathed in this red light!

This light is none other than Surtr's Fire of the End.

All the gods, giants, heroes, and ghosts on the battlefield... at this moment, all stopped fighting involuntarily, looking in horror at the end of the broken bridge, at the source of the eruption of the red flame!

On the broken bridge.

The end of the burning flames.

The one standing there was not the towering Fire Giant King.

It was a young man wearing a blood-red commander's uniform.

His black hair fluttered in the heat, and his face was so handsome that it made the battlefield pale in comparison.

In his hand, he tightly grasped a long sword made of crimson flames.

The pillar of fire that just pierced through the sky and earth was released by this flaming sword.

"That is……"

Loki, who was fighting with Heimdall, had an evil smile frozen on his face.

Odin's one eye stared at the source of the light, his face full of disbelief.

The two gods, who possessed wisdom and power, pointed to the same absurd answer the moment they saw the tiny and dazzling figure.

"God Killer?!"

"A beast that devours gods?!"

Shock!

puzzled!

absurd!

The two rival gods were separated by a chaotic battlefield, but at this moment, their core consciousnesses simultaneously stirred up a raging wave, and they let out an incredible cry:

"Why would something like this appear in the [Divine Realm]?!"

Thor's violent thunderbolt temporarily forced back Jörmungandr. His burly body was suspended in the air with his scarlet cloak fluttering. His blue eyes under his golden hair were fixed on the red figure holding a flaming sword at the end of the Rainbow Bridge.

"Father! What is that thing?! It's clearly a human, why does it emit such a terrifying aura?!"

Beneath Odin's gray, wide-brimmed hat, a fear emerged that he hadn't even shown when facing Fenrir. "That is the demon king who buried many thrones of the gods and usurped divine power with his filthy hands!"

"Actually..." Vidal, the silent god of war who was guarding beside him, stared at the tiny and dazzling red.

"Hehehe...hahahaha!" On the other side, Loki, who was standing on the bow of Nagilfa's ship, let out a sharp and piercing laugh, breaking the brief silence!

Beneath the brim of his bright red hat, his devilish eyes gleamed with a piercing malice. His voice pierced the clamor of the battlefield: "My dear brother! Don't you understand? That monster has killed Surtr and taken away the power and destiny of the Fire Giant King!"

Odin's one eye suddenly turned towards Loki, then quickly turned back to Ye Zuochen: "This is bad!"

"Sartre will attack from the south with fire. The sun will be blackened, the land will sink into the sea, the stars will fall from the sky, and the flames of the burning sky will consume everything!"

"Frey should have fought him and died of exhaustion!"

"And finally, it was Surtr who wielded the [Branch of Destruction], igniting the World Tree Yggdrasil!"

Odin seemed to be delivering a eulogy for the world: "In the flames of the crimson lotus, Midgard was reduced to a sea of ​​fire! Pillars of fire pierced the universe, and thick smoke engulfed the mountaintops! The world tree that supported the universe finally collapsed in flames."

"A world without support will fall into the bottomless abyss, and the entire universe will be destroyed at that moment."

"The stars fell, time collapsed, the scorched earth sank under the surging waves, and in the end... only dead silence and eternal darkness remained!"

Loki's voice, filled with malicious mockery, echoed across the silent battlefield. "Now then! Surtr's power and destiny."

"Now it's in the hands of that godslayer!"

"In other words, the mission that should have been accomplished by Surtr, to slay Frey and ignite the World Tree—the mission that ended everything—has now been assigned to this demon king!"

"Ridiculous!" Frey, the god of fertility, who exuded a vast aura of light, had his hair and beard standing up and his eyes were red.

He couldn't accept this ridiculous language.

How can a mere human kill him?

How can you bear the fate of ending the divine realm?

"Gulinbosdi!"

A gigantic wild boar with golden mane that seemed woven from pure sunlight appeared.

Frey flipped over and jumped onto the pig's back, holding high the antlers containing the power of nature. The surging power of light burst out from his body, enveloping him and his mount in a dazzling light.

"Roar--!"

The golden-bristled wild boar let out an earth-shattering roar, and stomped the ground with its four hooves, charging towards Ye Zuochen who was holding a flaming sword at the end of the rainbow bridge!

The divine power of light plowed a burning white trail in its charge path, and its momentum was so strong that it seemed to completely purify all the evil along the way.

On the battlefield, the eyes of all gods and giants were fixed on this decisive charge!

The end of the Rainbow Bridge.

Ye Zuochen just raised his head calmly.

There was no fluctuation on his face, only a hint of bored indifference.

He casually grasped the "Sword of Fire" in his right hand!

hum!

Square lines suddenly appeared in the dark pupils, and the square lines reflecting the vision in the left and right pupils quietly overlapped.

The right hand holding the flaming sword seemed to brush away dust as it casually swung horizontally in the direction of Frey's charge.

call--!

Along the path of the flaming sword, the flowing red flames suddenly exploded and turned into a giant flaming blade that was more than ten kilometers long.

The next moment, a giant flaming blade swept across.

laugh--!

Flame Blade Passes

Frey and the roaring golden-bristled boar beneath him stopped in an instant.

The next second, the dazzling divine power of light disappeared silently like a bubble that was popped.

Frey's body broke apart silently, starting from the waist.

The broken end was as smooth as a mirror. The upper half of the body had a frozen expression of astonishment as it slowly fell downwards together with the lower half of the body and the remains of the golden-brissed wild boar that had been cut off in the same manner.

The mighty god of sunlight and abundance was like a mosquito that was crushed to death. He was cut in half by a sword and fell in an instant!

"..."

Absolute silence enveloped the noisy battlefield.

The deafening sounds of fighting, roaring, and weapons clashing a second ago... seemed to be strangled by an invisible big hand in an instant.

All the gods seemed to be cast under a petrification spell, standing frozen in place.

absurd!

It's ridiculous!

How can this be? !

Thor's hand holding Mjolnir was trembling slightly, and his blue pupils were dilated with extreme shock.

For the first time, confusion appeared on Vidal's resolute face.

The Valkyries forgot to charge.

The weapons in the hands of the Heroic Warriors drooped slightly...

A face-to-face encounter!

Just one sword!

Frey just... died?!

"not good--!"

Odin's roar broke the silence, and his one eye, which could see into the past and the future, locked onto Ye Zuochen, as if he had seen a scene even more terrifying than Ragnarok itself!

"This godslayer... he... he also killed the Slavic pantheon's supreme god, Sventovit! He usurped the power to control the future! Now he bears not only the fate of Surtr, but also the future of the 'end of the world'! The future of Ragnarok... is completely anchored in him!"

The evil smile on Loki's face completely disappeared, replaced by a deep fear.

He immediately understood what Odin meant, and his voice rang out sharply at both ends of the battlefield:

"Odin! The future of Ragnarok rests with him! He is the living destiny that drives this end! If we continue to fight among ourselves, he will only kill us all in this destined twilight!"

Odin's one eye swept across the devastated battlefield, then across the equally frightened army of giants. He suddenly raised the Eternal Spear [Gungnir], and the tip of the spear burst out with an unprecedentedly brilliant divine light. The sound was like a bell, resounding in the ears of every god and demon.

"Aesir! Vanir! Giants! Put aside your fighting for now! Follow me and slay this foreign demon king who has desecrated the divine realm and stolen destiny!"

Loki also shouted loudly, his voice carrying an evil power that stirred people: "Enemy of the Aesir! My compatriots! Ragnarok is our fateful battle with Asgard! How can we allow a human thief to interfere?! Destroy him here completely! Then we can settle our scores!"

On the battlefield, the Aesir, Frost Giants and Fire Giants who were fighting to the death just a second ago, at this moment, reached a strange tacit understanding because of the same terrifying goal!

Countless gazes filled with murderous intent, hatred, and fear were focused on the lonely figure at the end of the Rainbow Bridge.

Facing this torrent of hostility that was enough to make the stars tremble, Ye Zuochen simply raised his head in boredom, his crimson commander's uniform fluttering slightly in the bloody wind blowing from the battlefield.

"As expected, relying on the future killing gods of Ragnarok is an unfair battle. You can't gain true power... But, never mind."

He casually swung his sword in a flower shape, and the crimson flames drew a deadly trajectory in the air.

"Just think of it as...passing the time."

"Killing time?" Thor's golden hair stood on end in the lightning, his azure pupils blazing with fury. "Arrogant!"

Boom——!

Two goats wrapped in thunder pulled the bronze chariot across the sky, and thousands of lightning snakes exploded wherever the wheels rolled.

Thor's burly body was stretched like a bow, with Mjolnir raised above his head. The lightning bursting out from the hammer turned the entire battlefield into a dazzling blue and white.

"Mjolnir! Cast Thy Light—"

Click——!

Thunderstorm clouds covering an area of ​​more than 100 kilometers suddenly pressed down, and billions of white lightning bolts as thick as buckets instantly tore through the rolling smoke, completely turning the broken bridge area where Ye Zuochen was standing into a thunder purgatory.

The air was ionized and emitted a burning smell, and the wreckage of the Rainbow Bridge exploded inch by inch in the lightning!

Facing this world-destroying thunderstorm, Ye Zuochen didn't even raise his eyelids.

The crimson uniform rustled in the lightning. He flipped his wrist lightly and threw out the "Sword of Fire" in his hand, which was condensed by the fire of the end.

The moment the sword left his hand, it disappeared into thin air.