Come to Infinity, Sacrifice to Me

Yermungandr's roar was earth-shattering and became another clarion call in this battle of gods.

In the constantly turbulent heaven and earth, countless huge warships made of dead man's fingernails flooded from the southern land of fire - Muspelheim, and the huge warships that covered the sky and the sun were sailing from the southern land of fire. into the sea.

These warships were filled with armored fire giants, and the leading ship of fate, Nagirfa, carried the ancestor of the fire giant, Surtur, and his many powerful sons.

On the sea water everywhere, the fleet of dark ships that cover the sky and the sun keeps moving forward. Wherever they go, the sea water is also being boiled by the flames of these fire giants, and the hot flames are burning on the sea. , nothing can stop the advance of this huge fleet.

Along with the advancing pace of this mighty fleet, suddenly, an extremely large fleet also sailed from the northern country of fog. On the undead ship composed of dead bones and broken skulls, there From time to time, there is a silent and cold ghostly atmosphere, rendering the northern sky a dead silence.

And in the sea water, there are tens of millions, billions, and countless weak undead and wandering souls who are not qualified to board the ship, soaked in the sea water, and surround these ghost ships.

The ignorant wandering souls wailed and instinctively surrounded these undead warships. The silent murmurs and cries of the dead filled the entire sea area, gradually transforming the present world of the living into the world of death.

If no one stops it, one day, the whole world will be dragged into the kingdom of death by these undead.

On the leading undead ship, half of the body was beautiful, and half of the death god Hela was as pale as a corpse, staring at the army of fire giants in front of him indifferently.

The ruler of the kingdom of the dead, the younger sister of Fenrir and Jormungandr, is one of Loki's preparations for the inevitable coming of Ragnarok.

In a sense, instead of giving birth to three brothers by means of reproduction, he created Fenrir, a monster that surpasses Odin and can rank among the top ten in the world. The talent of this Vulcan is indeed beyond imagination.

Well, although he himself is completely inferior to his own creation.

Hela scanned the huge fleet in front of her, and then volleyed to Najrfa, the ship of destiny headed by it, and climbed out of the country of fog, because she was sanctioned by Odin's eternal gun at this moment. Loki, who looked extremely embarrassed, didn't show any emotion on his face, just leaned slightly and said:

"Father."

"Hahaha... Hella, it has finally developed to this point. Don't you think this scene is so beautiful?"

Looking at his own daughter, the weak Rocky forced a presumptuous smile, opened his right hand and made a gesture of pointing, but his too weak body staggered and nearly fell down.

Hela took a step forward and supported her father. For the father who created her, this indifferent god of death still respects him very much.

After struggling to stand up, Loki panted, raised his head and looked at the dark cloud-covered sky above his head, as if looking straight into the kingdom of gods, and said inexplicably.

"It's time... Fenrir!"

At the end, his voice suddenly rose, as if he was calling for something.

……

Keor, this huge boulder is deeply rooted on the World Tree, and was able to bind the demonic wolf that could devour the gods.

"Ouch..."

At this moment, a pitch-black aura enveloped the vicinity of the huge rock, and only the occasional frightening low roar from the black mist proved that a monster was bound inside.

But suddenly, the sound of the chain breaking came from inside, and under the blessing of Ragnarok, the momentum of this monster who was about to perish with Odin in the prophecy rose steadily, reaching an unimaginable level all of a sudden. , easily broke free from the chain made of invisible things on his body.

Fenrir raised his head and looked at the sky. His violent pupils were filled with unresolved hatred. As a wolf yearning for freedom, he was imprisoned here shortly after he was born, suffering and suffering from sharp knives stabbing his throat. , now is the time to take revenge on those gods.

It howled suddenly, and its body suddenly rose up.

"Woooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo!!!!"

The fur is growing crazily, and the body that was no more than a person's height began to grow rapidly, becoming bigger than the mountain, bigger than the ocean, and finally, the huge wolf almost stretched the world with its entire body.

It opened its bloody mouth wide, with its upper jaw touching the sky and its lower jaw touching the ground. One front foot stepped on the world, while the other rear foot stepped into the underworld.

The whole world seemed to be crowded because of this, a wolf and a snake each occupied half of the world, the huge body of the giant snake wrapped around the whole world, and the demonic wolf stepped on the world, they roared high, showing their thirst. Bloody and presumptuous laugh.

And on the other side, above the kingdom of gods Asgard, the guardian of the gods who saw everything that happened below——Heimdauer no longer hesitated, and finally blew the bell for Call to the war horns of the gods.

"Ohh Ohh ohh!!!!!!!!"

The horn of war immediately sounded throughout the universe, signaling to the entire universe the arrival of this unprecedented and ultimate decisive battle.

On the gorgeous golden palace, the gods alarmed by the war horn looked at the raging monsters on the earth, and they were enraged. They took up the weapons and shields in their hands one after another.

For thousands of years, the Nine Worlds have been prostrate at their feet. Regardless of the Vanir Protoss, Frost Giants or Fire Giants, they can only surrender and tremble. Who dares to face them openly? ! !

While the gods were excited, God King Odin seemed very silent. After a long time, he spoke slowly.

"Everyone, the prophesied Ragnarok has come!"

The great god-king narrated everything he saw, and the content was so precise that it clearly predicted the different death and ending of each god, and no matter how hard he struggled, he could not escape the end.

Hearing the ending of his own destiny, every god named by the god king changed his color. For the gods in northern Europe and Greece, the prophecy is far more important than the Kyushu people who advocate the victory of man over heaven.

"God King, order! Call all the gods and heroes in the universe to ride our horses and carry our battle flags, for our world and for this prophecy, to prove to those giants that the gods They are definitely not a group of cowards who dare not swing a knife in the face of fate!"

After a long silence, Tyr, God of War, came out with a calm face and a more agitated voice.

The word coward also penetrated deeply into the hearts of every god present. Following the words of the God of War, the gods stood up one by one. They didn't speak, but the eagerness in their eyes proved everything.

As the gods worshiped by Viking pirates, although the Norse gods have various vices, they are all a group of gods who are proud of being warriors. They have the pride of warriors and will never succumb to fate easily.

While looking at the many gods looking at him with eager eyes, the old one-eyed king remained silent. Suddenly, the corners of his mouth curled up, and he smiled inexplicably.

"Hehe...hahahaha...Okay, let's go together and end the eternal grievances with our former enemies!"

As if the pressure that had accumulated in his heart for countless years disappeared, Odin's face was filled with a sense of relief, and the god king picked up the enthusiasm of fighting countless enemies in the past, and ordered each god's task one by one.

"...God Queen, Thor, Frey, Heimdauer, God of War, we may die, but the Nordic gods will never lose..."

Watching the gods go to the battlefield one after another, facing the inevitable fate, Odin laughed heartily for a moment, with determination in his eyes, and he had already made up his mind.

"Come down, allies from foreign lands!