A Bouquet for Rocky [Comprehensive British and American]

Every moment is being burned into pieces, and every moment is iteratively reborn infinitely in the eternal fire.Rationality is burned out, replaced by beast-like lamentation and the desire to destroy the surrounding indiscriminately.

Cadafels is not a god, nor can he be considered a phantom species or a creature with divine nature, so the damage done to him by the god-killing gun Longinus is nothing at all, at most it is a physical penetration.

Now his soul is fused with the flame giant Surtur, and together with the magic power and soul of the four servants, he has completely alienated into a more terrifying monster.

"Oh my god."

Tony Stark couldn't say anything else in the face of such a scene: "Sol, is this the scene predicted by the three goddesses of Norn!"

"how could I know!"

Even with Thor's anti-magic power, he couldn't help screaming because he flew too close to the high temperature of Surtur. Now, no one can get close to this flaming monster that fell to the surface. Artificial sun.

The magic power of the Four Riders, the undead characteristics of Kadafels, and the magic power of Surtur, these things mixed together seem to be enough to be the filling of the entire Holy Grail.In the depths of the flames, they seemed to be able to hear the sharp and breathtaking laughter of the lingering soul.

"Odin, I caused this."

Even though the ambient temperature was enough to roast any creature, Loki, who was protected by Rune, still felt his fingertips getting cold.

——You will bring endless sleep to the gods, you will send them to Valhalla, you are the death knell of the end of the age of gods, the god of tricks.

The little prince of Asgard took two steps back, as if he could no longer bear the current chaotic scene, his expression was about to cry.

Many people will die as a result.Thor, Frigg, Odin, the whole Atrium and Asgard, and his magician.

The fateful moment will come eventually, and this initial incantation comes from his own mouth.

"Do you have any follow-up plans, I mean."

Steve Rogers yelled over the comm band: "Whether it's science or magic, do something!"

"That guy can't be killed!"

El-Melloi II gritted his teeth and handed over his last Command Spell, allowing Iskandar the Conqueror to maintain this crumbling space: "We can't just let it fall to New York, otherwise there will be no What can stop it! Immortality will allow it to be reborn again and again in the eternal fire until it burns the entire world, this is a real entropy-increasing perpetual motion machine!"

"Third Command Spell, unfold!"

Fujimaru Tachika also reacted quickly: "Matthew, can you still hold on?"

"I have no problem, senior...cough!"

Using the Noble Phantasm for the second time, even wearing a spirit-based exoskeleton that can reduce a lot of burden, is still a bit too much for Mash Kyrielight.She propped up her Snowflake Shield, activated the circuits in her body, and still blocked Fujimaru Tachika with one step.

She has done this many times.The moment of facing Tiamat, the moment of crowning the Temple of Time, the moment of the Mystery Belt facing the Alien God, my own life, how many times I counted, all were delivered to the hands of the seniors.

"Surtur... ah!"

Senior, please hold my hand.

A bright white castle emerged out of thin air, sheltering everyone in front of them, casting down the protection of magic.

It's not over yet... The god of trickery gritted his teeth, and the Rune guardian who maintained the temperature was rapidly consuming his own magic power. The moment the tears left his eyes, they couldn't wait to boil into steam.

From fingertips to hair tips, under the protection of the green armor, he changed the color of his skin in front of everyone.The eyes turned from green to out-of-focus crimson, and the dark blue skin was covered with complex lines, like the marks of fate.

Most of the Norse myths in the atrium are wrong, but "Loki, the god of trickery, is a frost giant" is rarely accurate.

And what else is right?That is probably because most of the gods in Asgard, including himself, have a bad opinion of the frost giant.

Under the golden horned helmet, the God of Trick stomped one foot on the ground. Although the surrounding air was scorching hot to boiling, a small piece of ice spread out from under his feet.

Now, this bad look will be exposed in the eyes of all.

This realization made him feel a little shivering, and his fingertips trembled slightly.In this way, including the self-esteem that has always been floating in the sky, there is nothing left of the god of trickery.

"--not like this."

His magician stood beside him, gently holding the hand that had turned dark blue.There are horrible lines all over the arms, and the obviously lowered body temperature touches the artificial man's fingertips, which are hot and soft, making people feel emotionally on the verge of collapse one second, but suddenly calm down the next second.

"The third command spell, liberation. Command in the name of the command spell, release all the blocking magic power in the body, cut off the contract lock of the Holy Grail War, and do whatever you want with all your strength, Caster!"

As soon as the words fell, the ice surface under Loki's feet expanded rapidly at a speed visible to the naked eye, including everyone who was already in a precarious situation.The temperature indicator on the steel suit returned to normal readings, and the siren that had been beeping crazily for a few minutes ago finally calmed down.

"Wow."

Perhaps facing the end of the world or the dusk of the gods can't stop the mouths of these guys. Tony Stark even commented with a bitter spirit:

"True giants."

He pointed to Surtur, and then looked at Loki: "False giants. Even the shortest frost giants in the information provided by Chaldea are two or three meters tall. You really broke Chaldea's reservations." down the data record."

Loki: "..."

He really wanted to give this tin can a knife.

What if he's a dwarf in a frost giant?All the pressure of revealing his identity just to give these stupid Atrium people time to make fun of him?

Clint Barton, who was staying in the battle suit, began to complain not to be outdone. It seemed that the situation in front of him had exceeded the range that they, who are not so ordinary "ordinary people", could handle, and his mentality became a bit broken Poshui: "I don't think this is OK. Judging from the height difference, Surtur can probably trample at least ten Loki to death."

Both the command spell and the magic power he can bring are limited, Surtur let out a strange laugh, directly pulled out the spear of Longinus stuck on his body, and discarded it casually.The gun body that lost its target became the size of a person again, and Longinus moved across the sky in a parabolic trajectory, like a red toothpick that made the flame giant slightly displeased but had little effect.High-temperature magma fragments fell from the sky, Loki stretched out his hand and raised it towards the sky, and the ice cubes gathered to form a dome, together with Matthew Kyrielight's invisible shield, they resisted a new round of attacks.

It wasn't enough, he thought, it was just adding a few more minutes to dying.

And in the end, perhaps on the scrolls of later generations, on the documents and materials left over from the lingering last days, the name of the person who caused the end of the world will be——

"Loki!"

Sol crossed the sky and dropped a small ice-blue thing from the sky: "Catch it! Brother!"

That's another prophecy, a seal.Thor's eyes were clear at this time, and the father of the gods in Asgard gave him something before leaving, and put a seal in his mind, and this memory is now set by the seal. Returning after fulfilling the conditions, he took out the token from Asgard from his four-dimensional pocket and threw it in the direction of his brother.

"This is what my father and mother asked me to bring to you! They said that if you fight for Ragnarok as a frost giant, I will give this to you!"

Sol shouted loudly: "They asked me to send you a message! Just say, everything is left to you—"

"—Loki Odinson!"

It was the Ice Box, the treasure of the Frost Giants, an ancient ice coffin covered in ice and snow that could freeze an entire planet.The god-made armor that only frost giants can drive is stronger than the power that Mjolnir can burst out in a certain sense.

In order to fight against Norn's prophecy, in order to be able to make a choice at the truly correct moment, Odin, the father of the gods, and Frigga, the god of love, put a certain seal on their son.

"Scotti said that this future is closely related to Loki."

Frigga faced her eldest son with a gentle expression: "But she didn't say what kind of connection it is, and this time we believe in Loki."

The fate of the gods, and the doomed ending, Asgard finally chose a big gamble.Odin sent Sol to the atrium, together with the ancient ice coffin that had been silent in the treasure house for thousands of years.

A small ice-blue box fell from the sky and landed in Loki's hand.He was silent for a moment as if he had been blinded by some heavy news, and then immediately recovered his original expression. The range of freezing expanded greatly, and he climbed all the way up Surtur's ankle until he reached the height of the ice. The shank of a towering giant.

Thor's voice seemed distant and near, but none of that seemed to matter.

"They say it's all up to you, Rocky Odinson."

He was never born Odinson, but this time, the surname was like hot tears poured into the dark blue blood that belonged to the Frost Giant.

Loki looked towards the direction where Thor passed by in the sky, the big stupid man was almost scalded into a piece of charcoal by the flame brought by Surtur to roast Asa.

GodofMischef, this is not a powerful godhead, in the eyes of most Asir gods, he is as good at telling stories as his magic.He has carried this name all the way to the present, and at the moment when he finally got Odin's approval, Loki pulled out a disgusted expression: "Who cares about the name of Odinson!"

By gods, there was not a trace of trill in his voice.

Loki held the ancient ice coffin in his hand, and the cold air spread all the way to Surtur's body along the palm of his hand. The action of the flame giant became obviously slower. It seemed that his vitality was lost with the drop of temperature. .

"Nice job Bambi!"

Tony Stark praised: "The concentrated is the essence! You are simply the coolest Frost Giant!"

"Shut up Stark!"

Sol turned back and frowned: "Stop making such jokes!"

The blond God of Thunder swung Mjolnir and summoned bolts of lightning to strike at Surtur. The balance of victory seemed to be tilted towards the human side in a short time. Everyone beamed with joy until they Seeing Surtur who had been completely knocked down, he struggled to stand up again.

There was a big hole in its chest cavity, and black viscous mud flowed out of it. They seemed to be a real disaster. Once they touched the ground, they burned completely, even if Loki summoned more frost. Suppress them.

"Brother, you have to think of a way..."

Thor descended from the sky, and he was at a loss for the current situation. With the power of the ancient ice coffin and Loki, they finally had a way to defeat Surtur, but being able to defeat him once or twice does not mean that they can defeat him countless times. Whether it is God Asa or the Frost Giant's physical strength and magic power have limits, even the gods cannot support the release of unlimited magic power.

Sweat was dripping from the corner of Loki's forehead, and he said fiercely to Sol: "What can I do now! I hope that Odin will have some backup to face these flames, damn, they are burning here The piece of space itself!"

"My father only told me this, and even this memory is sealed by a trigger scene."

Saul's face was innocent: "There is really no fallback."

Stephen Strange and Iskandar together support the integrity of this space, but with the burning of the black flames, it will only be a matter of time before the space shatters.If they fall from Iskandar's inherent barrier into the normal space again, even if they fight with Surtur a few more times, New York City will be in danger.

And what's worse, even if they have Loki as the frost giant and the ancient ice coffin as a backing to provide support, they can't stand Surtur's endless consumption-Kadafels' immortality will be destroyed again and again. Push the monster one at a time toward resurrection, then continue with its chaotic roar, destroying everything in its path.

"damn it."

Loki gritted his teeth: "Just freeze this guy completely and throw him into some kind of black hole... Can anyone perform a large-scale space transmission spell? Is there anyone left with magic power?"

The only space magic made Stephen Strange shake his head silently.Now, it is already trying his best to let him support this space without creating unnecessary cracks. The golden magic circle appears between the cracks in the space to prevent this unstable treasure from completely failing.

"That Emiya can also cast a similar inherent enchantment..."

But forcibly launching a servant-level magic with a human body is simply fatal. It is estimated that Emiya Shirou will not refuse this request, but El-Melloi II has no intention of sacrificing a person to continue his safety for a few 10 minutes.

"Caster is indeed a very powerful magician."

Behind Loki, Eve, who had been silent until just now, suddenly spoke. She wore a pure white hair crown with gold trim on her head, her robe was windless, and her red eyes were shining brightly.

"That way we'll have the same eyes."

She smiled and looked at the other person's eyes that also turned red: "This is a very beautiful picture. It's great to have the opportunity to participate in this Holy Grail War."

"What is this?"

Loki frowned and looked at the magician's crown: "It's full of cumbersome spells, this is the backhand you prepared in advance? No, I mean, in this situation, you can still come up with the backhand hand?"

The ancient ice coffin was already a gamble made by Asgard. Until now, according to Norn's prophecy, can anyone still have the power to fight against the immortal Surtur?

The magic power on her body is also on the verge of exhaustion, and her situation is no better than that of Strange or El-Melloi II. Fujimaru Tateka and Matthew Kyrielight are also at the end of their strength. Under such circumstances, Shouldn't have...

"Thank you so much for everything you've been through so far."

His magician used a solemn attitude, but his voice was inaudible.

"It's time to fulfill the oath, Caster."

"I will never let your name bear the curse of Norn again."

The white-haired magician turned around and walked towards Surtur, and suddenly spread huge magic wings behind him, and flew towards the gap where the black mud was constantly overflowing.

"...Eve!!"

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"I leave everything to you, Rocky Odinson!"

"In the name of Einzbern, your name will never be dusted."