Chapter 541

"Asgard has been completely annihilated!"

"This is likely the true Ragnarok."

"I understand! Damn it! Ao Ding said Ragnarok couldn't be stopped not by Hela, but by this spaceship's interception!"

"This spaceship intercepting Asgard's divine realm and killing all of Asgard's people—this is Ragnarok!"

"Holy crap, what you're saying actually makes sense!"

"It isn't Hela causing Ragnarok, but this catastrophe!"

"Terrifying!"

No one knew who sent the bullet comments proposing this new theory about Ragnarok.

It sparked considerable attention and discussion among many people.

Ao Ding, as the former king of Asgard's divine realm,

possessed strength that absolutely could not be underestimated.

He stated that Ragnarok could not be prevented.

Clearly, it was highly probable that it could not be stopped.

Wasn't the scene before their eyes proof of his words?

As for Hela and Su Erte,

they might merely be a slight disturbance before Ragnarok truly descended!

It wasn't just the audience.

After the Director and others saw such discussions,

they too felt utterly shocked.

However, the scenes that followed

made everyone's faces twist with horror.

Amidst the flames,

Heimdall lay atop a pile of corpses.

These bodies were all those of Asgard's common people.

His abdomen suffered a devastating wound, with blood flowing everywhere.

A tall, thin figure with slender hands,

short white hair,

and a face covered in wrinkles

walked over with elegant movements.

"Listen well, all of you, be happy."

"Your supreme glory"

"is to receive salvation from the great Titan."

A hoarse and slow tone echoed within the spaceship.

The strange man walked among the corpses, expressionless.

"Perhaps you feel unbearable pain."

"No."

"This is salvation."

The strange man pressed his palms together.

It was as if he were delivering a solemn speech.

"The balance of the universe is maintained only because of your sacrifice."

"Smile!"

"Even in death, you are subjects of Mie Ba."

In the corner,

stood a burly strange man carrying a massive axe.

Beside him was another tall, thin strange man,

holding a long spear in his hand.

They watched the corpses on the ground,

occasionally delivering finishing blows,

seemingly to prevent anyone from playing dead.

The entire scene was exceptionally tragic.

Some people even covered their eyes,

daring not to look.

Luo Ji stood among them,

looking up toward the front.

Under the starlight,

stood a towering figure.

The figure wore golden armor.

His skin resembled withered wood yet glowed with a purplish-red hue.

His powerful body seemed to harbor infinite energy.

On his left hand,

A huge golden gauntlet was glittering brightly.

It appeared to be inlaid with gemstones.

Mie Ba turned around and looked back at Luo Ji.

"I know the feeling of failure."

"The disappointment in one's heart is so profound."

"Even if you have done nothing wrong."

"You must still accept the fate of defeat!"

Mie Ba bent down.

He grabbed Suo Er from the ground.

At this moment, Suo Er was covered in blood.

Mie Ba lifted him up as easily as picking up a chick.

Mie Ba walked toward Luo Ji.

"It is terrifying."

"It makes one shudder with fear."

"But let me ask you, what use is fear?"

"Whether you are afraid or try to escape."

"Destiny will always arrive."

"Now, destiny has already arrived."

"Or rather, I am your destiny."

Mie Ba's face twisted into a ferocious expression.

He extended his left hand and clenched it into a fist.

The golden gauntlet seemed to harbor immense power.

On the back of the gauntlet.

A purple gemstone emitted a strange luster.

The moment the golden gauntlet and the gemstone appeared.

The audience watching the live broadcast.

Once again felt a pain piercing deep into their souls.

However, this time it was much fainter than before.

It was just a slight sting, then nothing was felt.

Yet this made everyone realize.