Chapter 457: Twilight of the Gods

The fire giant Surtur waved the Sword of Victory, burning the entire Asgard into a sea of fire.

The gods naturally couldn't sit idly by and came to fight one after another, but Surtur gathered too many buffs, covered in terrible curse fire, holding a divine artifact like the Sword of Victory, and was invincible for a time.

Thor was knocked flying, Tyr had an arm cut off, and even Odin was suppressed, several times almost having his neck cut off by the Sword of Victory.

Surtur killed in all directions, but still focused his main energy on Odin, attacking him wildly, leaving many wounds on the other party, making the main god dangerous for a time.

Under these circumstances, Odin couldn't care about hiding anymore and truly displayed some extraordinary power. In anger, his beard and hair turned into blazing white, electric light shone in his one eye, and the divine spear Gungnir was also wrapped in a layer of thunder. Every time it was shot, it could pierce a big hole in Surtur's body.

Hades, who was watching from afar, was overjoyed, "That is Zeus's power, he is here!"

Although gods can incarnate into other gods, it is not without a price. Just like the current Surtur needed Apollo to pay half of his soul to create, Zeus's incarnation of Odin must have occupied a large part of his power. As long as this incarnation of his is killed here, then Zeus will not be invincible.

"Apollo is going to win." Loki suddenly said.

Even though the thunder repeatedly pierced the fire giant, consuming Surtur's divine power, it could not cause too much damage to it. But every time the Sword of Victory wrapped in flames was swung, it would realistically leave a wound on Odin.

After a few rounds of attacks, Odin was already covered in wounds, and it looked like he was about to fail.

And due to the existence of the curse, those wounds couldn't even recover. If his head was cut off by this sword, even Odin would inevitably die.

"Immortal body." Loki said.

Whether it is the God of Light Baldur or Siegfried who bathed in Fafnir's blood, they are all immortal bodies. The weakness of one lies in mistletoe, and the weakness of the other lies in a small area on the shoulder blade covered by leaves when bathing in dragon blood.

But at this moment, Apollo, who had become a fire giant, no longer had these obvious weaknesses.

It was almost impossible to be killed.

"The Nibelungen Ring is still in that flame," Loki reminded, "It is the core of the curse and the core of Surtur. Possessing that ring, the moment he kills Odin, Apollo can seize the other party's power for his own use. By then, no god will be able to stop him."

"That may not be so." Hades revealed an ironic smile.

Before Hades finished speaking, Odin threw the long spear again, piercing Surtur's head, but the latter didn't seem to care and rushed up again, the Sword of Victory in his hand stabbing straight at Odin's chest.

Odin was about to dodge, but at this moment, the Sun Goddess Sól suddenly rushed out and actually hugged Odin.

"My dear father, stop hiding," Sól revealed a bright smile, "Right here, accept your destiny."

With her words, Surtur's long sword pierced Odin's chest, and together with it, it also pierced the Goddess Sól behind him.

"You..." Odin opened his eyes wide in anger, immediately understanding who he was fighting with.

"Rest in peace, father." Surtur was about to lift the long sword and split Odin into two.

However, at this moment, Surtur's brow suddenly frowned. He felt a sharp pain in his body. The curse fire that originally covered his shoulder blade behind him was extinguished, turning into a black leaf shape.

Immediately after, a branch grew out from that leaf-shaped black spot, twisting and spreading wildly outward. In just an instant, hundreds of branches grew, forming a bush-like plant, completely covering Surtur's back.

Mistletoe.

The soft branches took deep root in Surtur's spine, expanding crazily. Roots swam and spread under his skin, and sharp arrow-like branches continuously pierced through Surtur's indestructible skin from the inside.

"Ah..." Surtur let out a miserable roar.

And Hades in the distance let out a low laugh, "Resurrecting with my magic, did you really think I had no backup?"

Surtur's abnormality was immediately noticed by Odin. Although he didn't understand what happened, he wouldn't let go of this opportunity. He kicked out fiercely, pulling the long sword out of his body, enduring extreme weakness, turned around, and smashed the Goddess Sól, who was also in a daze, with a punch containing thunder power.

Then he beckoned, and Gungnir flew over, but it didn't return to his hand. Instead, it precisely pierced into the leaf-shaped black spot on Surtur's back, piercing from top to bottom towards Surtur's heart.

With a "ding," the spear tip didn't pierce Surtur's heart but hit a hard object.

Boundless light burst out from Surtur's heart, illuminating the entire Asgard in blazing white.

The object at the center of the heart also revealed its shape.

That was a ring.

Nibelungen Ring.

Boundless magic was swallowed by it, returning endless curse fire.

This is the center of the curse.

For a moment, Odin hesitated, but the next moment he regained his reason and clenched his right fist tightly.

"Bang!"

Gungnir cut the Nibelungen Ring into two halves and then drilled out from Surtur's belly.

In an instant, boundless fire surged out from the Nibelungen Ring, Surtur's body expanded instantly, and then with a bang, it exploded into a fireball as dazzling as the sun.

The huge shockwave pushed the gods far away, and the fire spread everywhere, igniting the entire Asgard.

In the center of the fire, the Nibelungen Ring was also melted by the fire, turning back into a pool of gold. It seemed unaffected by the fire and other substances, falling straight to the ground, falling to Midgard, and finally returning to the bottom of the Rhine, turning into a faint glimmer, flashing and disappearing, nowhere to be found.

Watching the fire giant die, the gods' nerves just relaxed, but at this moment, a dark cloud came from the horizon, endless darkness looming, and in the thick fog, I don't know how many pitch-black underworld warships sailed from the abyss into Asgard.

Standing on the first pitch-black warship was a woman in a black robe, extremely tall, half like a young girl, but half like a corpse.

This was an incarnation created by Hades, named Hela by Loki.

As soon as Hela appeared, Odin faced a great enemy. He felt power no less than his own peak period on the visitor. He immediately threw Gungnir, and the divine spear lived up to expectations, piercing Hela's heart in an instant.

However, that half of the body was already a corpse, and the heart had long since rotted away. This shot failed to seriously injure Hela, but was grabbed by the latter with both hands, making it unable to return.

However, at this moment, a giant wolf suddenly appeared from the other end of the horizon, and in a flash, it came behind Odin, opening its mouth and biting off half of Odin's body.

Watching Odin's half body fall to the ground with a bang, Hades finally couldn't help but stand up and laugh wildly.

He didn't care about Loki beside him anymore and suddenly turned into a black cloud and fell in front of the underworld army.

"Odin is dead, gods of the underworld, follow me to kill everyone here and level Asgard!"

He didn't intend to stop after killing Odin. As the Lord of the Underworld, all the dead were within his authority. Killing all the gods here, he would have the entire Aesir pantheon as thugs.

By then, facing Zeus with greatly reduced divine power, what is there to fear.

Hades waved his hand, and countless monsters jumped out from the abyss behind him, rushing towards Asgard.

Fire, black clouds, thick smoke, and ubiquitous death and destruction shrouded the entire Aesir domain. Hades took a long breath happily, savoring the sweetness of the decay, his heart filled with pride.

"I am death! I am destruction! I am hell! I am the end! I am your twilight!"

(End of chapter) ===== CHAPTER 458 =====