Shadow of the Beautiful World

In the winter palace of the girl Skadi.

In the room belonging to Hela, the 8-year-old goddess of death Xiao Hela squatted in the corner, as if she was reflecting on her actions after being scolded by the goddess.

The frost giant wizard guarding the door was quite satisfied with this scene.

In their view, this daring Asgardian child who dared to yell in front of the goddess must be punished!

Now it's just confinement, and it's time for her to thank the goddess for her kindness.

In Jotunheim, the punishment for captured Asgardians is generally to be eaten.

Well, even bones are turned into decorations.

And the taste of Asgardian children is the most wonderful, that kind of delicious meat, tsk tsk

The mind of the frost giant wizard was a little fuzzy.

This is normal, frost giants are notoriously stupid and slow to react in the Nine Realms.

Not to mention, under vanity's gaze, it didn't even realize that its thinking had let itself go like a wild dog that had run loose.

In Little Hela's room, Merlin was talking to Hela.

Strange to say, after being reprimanded by the Winter Goddess, little Hella was already desperate for this indifferent world where everything is about profit.

And when Merlin's gentle voice came to mind, she felt a strange warmth.

An 8-year-old's temper is inherently unpredictable.

What's more, this girl is very big-hearted, allowing the tattoo of the king of vanity to stay on her until now

Although there is only a little bit of vanity remaining, it is obviously impossible for Hela to remain unaffected for such a long time.

A rudimentary trust has taken root in Hela's heart.

Speak, little girl.

Merlin asked in a gentle tone:

What do you want your vain uncle to do for you?

I'm not a child!

Hela refuted with teeth and claws.

The voice was a bit loud, causing her to turn her head and look outside the door. After realizing that the frost giant wizard hadn't made any noise, Hela touched her heart with her hands and felt relieved.

It has to be said that the genes of Odin and the Queen of Heaven are really powerful.

Thor is a peerless handsome man, and although the grown-up Hela walked in a decadent and dark style that Merlin couldn't appreciate, the little Hela was still very cute when she was a child.

Like a quirky little girl.

It's really cute.

You said last time that if I need anything, I can ask you for help.

Hela asked suspiciously:

But can you really do anything?

Hehe, boy, it depends on what you want me to do.

Merlin said in a gentle tone:

Look, I'm just an ordinary heavenly father, you ask me to pick off the stars for you, well, this can be done, but if it's the sun, then I can't do it.

I want Surtur to die!

Hela gritted her teeth and said:

Die now!

Simple!

Merlin responded with a relaxed tone:

Wait for the news, girl, you will get your wish soon.

swish

The voice and light of the King of Vanity disappeared at this moment.

The raven tattoo on Hela's arm also became dull, as if the scene that happened just now only existed in Hela's fantasy.

To be honest, that Vanity agreed so readily that even Hela, who made the request, was a little at a loss.

Although Surtur was robbed of the Eternal Flame a long time ago, his strength was very weakened, and he had already fallen below the Heavenly Father, but he was still the king of a world anyway

So easy to be killed?

That vanity, isn't it bragging?

Of course it's very simple.

At the same time, in the throne room of the Lord of Hell, Merlin was holding a comic in his hand, reading it with gusto.

He looked at some details in the comics, and said to the glasses girl standing beside him:

Little Hela will never guess, even if I don't do it, Surtur will find a way to take the initiative to find death.

The king of flames who vowed to trigger the twilight of the gods just looks stupid, but in fact, it is very smart. It knows exactly what it needs to do in order to realize that almost impossible fantasy.

Well, let's give it a ride.

But we don't have men in Asgard.

Icarus frowned and said:

Do you want an urgent dispatch?

No, no need.

Lord Raven moved his fingers, he said:

Everything is under control, I have already arranged it.

—

Muspelheim, this is a burning world of flames.

It happens to be two extremes with Jotunheim,

The world of the Frost Giants is covered by frost all year round, without any heat, while the Kingdom of Fire is extremely hot. That world is covered in magma and obsidian, and there is no shady place at all.

The grievances between the Nation of Fire and Asgard are no less than those of the Frost Giants.

Therefore, several Asgardian legions have been stationed on the border of Muspelheim all year round, guarding against the rebellion by the servants of the Lord of Fire.

But now, those Asgardians have been driven out.

After the Allied Forces of Darkness rebelled, the Nightmare Legion from Niflheim and the Flame Army joined forces to attack the God's Realm Legion on the border of Muspelheim from two directions.

It was a truly great victory, and it took only a few days for the Asgardians to be driven back to their kingdom.

The castle they built on the edge of the magma sea in the kingdom of flames has also been engulfed by flames. After burning for several days, only a scorched black wreck remains.

A huge, fiery vortex-like portal to Alfheim stands at the edge of the Lava Sea.

At every moment, heavily armed fire demons, flame giants, fire eagles, and even flame imps, under the orders of the higher-level warlords, stepped into the portal and went to the front line of Alfheim.

The Winter Goddess said that she was going to forcibly tear apart Asgard's God's Domain defense line there, creating an opportunity for the dark coalition forces to land.

But that has nothing to do with Surtur.

The Fire King hates the Winter Goddess. The cold air she exudes is too cold, which makes the Fire King feel very uncomfortable.

Moreover

Surtur joined the Dark Alliance to fulfill the prophecy of Ragnarok. At this point in the war, the Fire Lord no longer wants to participate.

Because it is very clear.

If it followed Skadi's command, it would have no chance of destroying God's Domain.

From the very beginning, it had no intention of using Skadi's power to achieve its great mission. All it needed was the dark alliance to attract the attention of the Asgard Legion and the annoying God King.

It's just convenient to do things by myself.

At this time, Surtur, the Lord of Fire, was sitting on his obsidian throne. This Lord of Fire with a humanoid body was like an old man in his twilight, and the magma on his body became dim with time.

It was like some kind of failed porcelain cast by a raging fire. It was covered with all kinds of ugly cracks, and scorching light flew out from the cracks, which was very warm.

It's like an oversized warm baby.

A rusty black two-handed sword was thrown beside the throne, in Surtur's hand.

It is weak.

In the eye sockets under the crown-like skull, there is a halo like sparks that are about to go out.

It was staring at the sky, in the blurred night sky scorched by tumbling flames and heat, the star representing Asgard was unusually shining.

Odin

The Fire Lord said in a low voice:

A defeat thousands of years ago has sent the Eternal Flame into the heart of Asgard, and when you took my flame, I was victorious!

Unfortunately, this day came too late, I have been waiting, impatient

Thousands of years ago, when Odin led the God's Domain Legion to fight north and south, the God King once captured the rebellious Muspelheim.

In that battle, he and his daughter, also his vanguard general Hela, leveled the magnificent palace of the King of Fire.

They defeated the Flame King, who was so powerful at that time, to the ground, and stepped on its body, taking away the most important treasure of the Flame Kingdom.

The Eternal Flame, which was born in the original flame of the universe, is full of endless heat and can stimulate life.

That is also the source of Surtur's power.

After the Eternal Flame was taken away, the Lord of Fire and his world fell apart, from a worry in Asgard's heart to a small trouble on the border.

Treasures such as the Eternal Flame were naturally placed in Odin's treasure house and stored in the core of Asgard.

but

But that's just Surtur's design.

Together with that failure itself, it was just Surtur's desire to realize Ragnarok with his own hands. Hela was right, this giant has gone crazy.

It has put its heart and soul into the prophecy that has to do with it.

Even if it gives everything, it will personally achieve the demise of God's Domain.

Thousands of years of waiting.

Surtur, who was sitting on the obsidian throne, grabbed the heavy rusty long sword in his hand, and stood up weakly from the throne like an old man leaning on a cane.

It looked back at the shadow in this sea of ​​magma, and it said:

Assassins from God's Domain, I have been waiting for you for too long! Come on! I will kill you! Then, I will set foot on your land, kill your king, and destroy your world!

People of the flame! Wake up!

The feeble Lord of Fire raised his heavy sword, a spark of sparks shining on its rusty blade like a lighted torch.

The moment the first ray of sparks sprang up, a huge sea of ​​magma rolled up, and this dark world, which seemed to be piled up with volcanic ash, was ignited again, and those extinguished embers sparkled again.

One after another, flame creatures, like distorted monsters, crawled out of the ashes, and under the call of the Lord of Fire, they surrounded the Asgard assassin who walked out of the shadows.

That's a person!

a man.

Tall but slender, he wore a set of dark blue battle armor that wrapped his whole body.

Only a pair of blue eyes were exposed from the full-face helmet.

The shape of the battle helmet is very unique, like two polished sharp blades standing on the side of the helmet, looking carefully, it looks like a bat with spread wings.

On the chest, it is dotted with heavy and ferocious golden plate armor. The overall shape is like a sharp triangle of iron, and on both shoulders is extended a triangular blade shoulder guard obliquely pointing to the sky.

A heavy blue cloak spread behind him like wings.

On this guy's battle armor, there is a magic circle made up of kind runes. When walking in the dark, the runes emit light like star points.

In the gauntlet of his left hand, there is a strangely shaped warhammer buckled.

The silver-gray handle, the black hammer head and the spikes on the tail are embellished. The lower part of the heavy hammer head is still normal, it is a square warhammer, but the upper part is weird.

It splits into two sharp horns.

It's like the separated horns of a giant dragon, which is mighty to say the least.

But at first glance, this thing looks like an enlarged screwdriver hammer used by carpenters, it is really not like a weapon that a warrior should have.

But appearance doesn't matter.

What's important is that while the Asgard Assassin was walking, there was a purple arc rolling on the warhammer, and there was also the sound of waves that can only be heard when the sea is rolling.

Yes!

In the entire Nine Kingdoms, only the Asgardians would wear such strangely shaped and rune-blessed armor.

Moreover, only Asgardians like to use those weird warhammers the most!

This is an assassin from Asgard!

There is no doubt about it!

kill him!

A gleam of light flashed in Surtur's eyes, the Lord of Fire, and he raised his Twilight Branch sword.

In the roar, thousands of flames jumped out from all over the burning world like bursting candles, and like positioned bombs, they whizzed and smashed towards the fearless assassin.

There was a purple light beating in the eyes of the guy under the helmet.

In the face of the torrent of malice from the whole world, in the face of the flames that incinerated everything, he raised his war hammer like a dumb man.

crash

A purple spot of light shone on the top of the swinging hammer, and as the assassin charged towards Surtur with the hammer in both hands, a shredded space appeared behind him.

In the next second, tens of millions of tons of seawater were instantly released into the world of flames, just like the seawater pouring backwards.

Those Lie Yan (raging flames) beings who were awakened to attack the assassins were still roaring, but they were submerged by the heavy sea water.

In the swirling vortex of the sea, any flame life that dared to approach the assassin would be swallowed up mercilessly.

The heavy sea tide was rolling, like the double fists of a giant, smashing towards the King of Fire.

Water! I hate water!

Surtur really didn't expect that this Asgard assassin would have such a hand?

It roared and raised the black war sword, as if holding a flame launcher, and a flame storm like a dragon's fire spewed out from the top of the long sword, like a fountain of raging fire.

The moment the water and fire collided, the large platform above the magma sea let out an overwhelmed groan as it swayed with great force.

And the rune runes on the Asgard Assassin's armor lit up inch by inch, and amidst the surge of purple thunder, the strange war hammer like a screwdriver roared and smashed down.

A deep thunder sounded on the land of the kingdom of flames, and as the long sword fell to the broken ground, the assassin who had completed the assassination soared into the sky, holding Surtur's severed head in his hand.

In that swiftly extinguished skull that scattered the earth like ashes.

In the dark eye sockets, the last spark of the Fire Lord is also extinguished, as if the eyes are closed.

But look closely!

The light shining in the eye sockets, but there is no bitterness of failure

All a touch of pride!

It's like, far from your mission and goal

one step closer.