Stupid Odin

“Rumble!” A terrifying roar echoed from the ice world opposite, causing the land in Surtur's fiery realm to tremble and the sky to sway.

Clearly, something over there was driving the water vapor that had already been floating in the Ginnungagap to surge towards the fire world again.

The increasingly clear, massive roar sounded like the roar of a world-class behemoth.

It was rapidly approaching.

When Surtur clearly saw the true face of the massive sound source, he couldn't help but open his lava-filled fiery jaws.

It was an overwhelming wave!

【Overwhelming】 here is not an adjective, but there really is a super tsunami thousands of meters high, stretching from the scorched and magma-filled earth all the way to the clouds in the sky.

Thanks to it, the entire fire world suddenly became gloomy.

“You actually want to use water to extinguish my kingdom? No! I don’t care who you are! Don't even think about it —”

The Fire Giant Ancestor's figure suddenly rose, grew larger, grew larger, and grew larger again. In a few breaths, his head was level with the highest volcano in the fire world, which was more than 500 meters above sea level. And the length of his 【Demon Sword of Flame】 was even more outrageous, the sword's edge pierced through the sky, and even the clouds clearly opened up a huge hole.

Surtur slashed fiercely at the overwhelming wave, as if hundreds of volcanoes erupted at the same time, and a huge fireball with a diameter of at least one kilometer shot out from the sword's edge, and slammed into the oncoming doomsday wave.

The launch of the fireball alone illuminated the entire battlefield in a golden-red hue.

A few seconds later, the hit wave was torn open with a huge gap, and a dazzling white light and countless water vapors gushed out from below.

That thick mist could even form a brand new Mist Kingdom!

Thoris clearly felt that Surtur was much fiercer than Ymir. Compared to Ymir, who only knew how to use brute force, Surtur was using, or rather squandering, the seemingly endless flame energy of the fire world with every strike.

In normal conditions, even if Thoris inherited 90% of Ymir's bloodline power, he still wouldn't be a match for Surtur in this state.

This time was different.

Thoris had the help of the world.

At this time, the world was like a chick that had just pecked through its shell. It didn't have a clear self-awareness, it only had instinctive desire. When it was sealed by the eggshell before, even a fly couldn't get in. Once it started to break out of its shell, no one could stop it until the world filled this void and formed new rules.

In the eyes of the giants, Thoris simply pressed his hands forward and pushed up a doomsday-level wave, feeling that their new God-King was omnipotent and the strongest in the world.

In fact, Thoris was just really 'adding fuel to the fire'.

Anyone who absorbed Ymir's bloodline could do the same.

They didn't understand, and the result was naturally that Thoris's image became more and more tall and majestic.

Surtur's earth-shattering 'wave-breaking strike' on the opposite side had obviously failed.

The violent Fire Giant Ancestor didn't realize that the world was refusing to allocate more flame power to him, but just felt that the bastard on the opposite side was incredibly strong, and couldn't help but become even more angry.

Surtur took a deep breath—this breath alone consumed tens of thousands of cubic meters of oxygen, and then his body further expanded, allowing his height to break through the one-kilometer mark for the first time.

He took world-shaking steps, raised his sword with both hands, and slashed fiercely at the giant wave.

This time, the giant wave finally disintegrated briefly, and most of the overwhelming seawater turned into torrential rain and descended on the fire world.

Several rain clouds didn't even drop a drop of rain before being instantly evaporated by the ultra-high temperature radiating from Surtur's body.

Just as Surtur thought he had succeeded, a hundred-meter-long ice spear made of ice suddenly pierced out from behind the wave.

“Sizzle—”

The extreme gigantification of the body naturally came at the cost of reduced defense per unit area.

On this ice spear that was shot out, the frost aura was highly condensed together, and without encountering any obstacles at all, it pierced through Surtur's chest with one shot.

The condensed frost element bloomed in the Fire Giant's chest, which was over 3000 degrees Celsius, bursting out countless ice flowers of all sizes. For some reason, this scene looked very much like the intangible cultural heritage 【Iron Flower】 that Thoris had seen before his transmigration.

The Fire Giant Ancestor Surtur suddenly burst out with an earth-shattering scream of pain.

Without giving him a chance to counterattack, more ice spears shot over densely, and in a few breaths, they directly turned him into a hedgehog.

The most terrifying thing was that these ice spears were like conduits, importing the ice aura of the opposite ice world and directly transmitting it to his fiery body, blooming in multiple places.

“My Lord—” Under Surtur's feet, countless fire giants surrounded by flames rushed over nervously, attempting to aid their master, their king.

Just at this moment, the rainfall in the sky intensified.

This was no longer rain, this was completely a river pouring down.

The heavy pressure of the massive amount of water, with 【tons】 as the unit, was no different from a mountain collapsing.

Perhaps the temperature on the surface of these fire giants could be comparable to a red-hot iron, but unfortunately, they encountered a large amount of ice water and naturally died instantly.

The large number of deaths and injuries on the battlefield almost made Surtur's eyes go dark when he saw this scene.

“Despicable fellow! You actually dare to harm my offspring?!”

“Oh, I'm really sorry!”

Unfortunately, perhaps this is the fantasy version of 'when gods fight, mortals suffer'.

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Usually, they were giants with a height of 20 meters, enough to make ordinary creatures tremble.

In the face of the world's great power, they were merely ants.

Following the direction from which the opposite voice came, Surtur finally saw the 'little guy' who was only 30 meters tall.

Unfortunately, he wasn't much taller at this time either.

The connection between the world and him was interrupted.

Surtur, who was lacking in strength, shrank sharply, and in the blink of an eye, only less than two hundred meters remained. Especially with the massive amount of water continuing to bombard his body, his figure was still shrinking.

At this critical moment, some strange 'ice men' with a height of only 20 meters rushed out of the waterfall opposite.

They were naturally Paul, Odin, Willy, and a group of Frost Giants.

When they all threw giant spears made of sharpened tree trunks at Surtur, Surtur's huge body was easily pierced, and even his back sprayed out fierce frost flowers.

“Ah—”

Before everyone could react, Surtur let out an earth-shattering scream.

Mere giant spears, normally speaking, could not threaten him.

But what if Thoris added the highest concentration of frost element to each spear?

For the Fire Giant Ancestor, every spear would be a poisonous spear!

The pain made Surtur subconsciously raise his proud head.

Thoris said coldly: "Surtur, this is just the will of the world, I have no intention of killing you! If you are willing..."

“Get lost—” The grumpy old brother gave an answer that fits the world's stereotype of fire giants.

“Since you want death, then I will give you death.”

If you have the power but don't use it, it will be invalid if it expires.

The world yearned for change and would not allow anything to stand in its way.

Since the world itself had handed the knife handle to Thoris, he would accept it with a smile.

The sky of the fire world, which had been dyed white at some point, suddenly moved slightly, and the clouds seemed to be startled and swayed open. And in the hollow, a dazzling white light flashed—

With a loud “rumble”, a pure white ice pillar more than a kilometer long fell from the sky, like a barbecue fork, piercing Surtur from the position of his head and nailing him to the ground.

The last obstacle preventing the world from reshaping was eliminated!