Chapter 1188: 9. The death of Surtle

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In the winter palace of the girl Scati.
In the room belonging to Hella, the 8-year-old goddess of death, Little Hella, squatted in the corner, as if she was scolded by the goddess, she was reflecting on her actions.
The frost giant wizard at the door was quite satisfied with this scene.
In their view, this bold Asgard child, who dared to yell in front of the goddess, must be punished!
It was just confinement now, and she should thank the goddess for her kindness.
In Yodenheim, the punishment for Asgards who are caught is generally eaten.
Well, even bones are made into decorations.
And the taste of Asgard's children is the most wonderful, the kind of delicious meat, hum...
The frost giant wizard's thoughts are a bit off.
This is normal. Frost Giant is notoriously stupid in the Nine Realms and responds slowly.
Not to mention that, under vanity's gaze, it simply didn't realize that his thinking had been released like a wild dog.
In the small Hella's room, Merlin is talking to Hella.
It is strange to say that after being scolded by the goddess of winter, Little Hella has despaired about this indifferent world where everything has to speak about interests.
And when Merlin's soft voice remembered in her heart, she felt a strange warmth strangely.
The temper of an 8-year-old child is already elusive.
What's more, this girl is very big-hearted, and let the vanity king's tattoo be left on her until now...
Although there is only a small amount of vanity remaining, it is obviously impossible to say that Hella has not been affected for such a long time.
An initial trust has taken root in Hella's heart.
"Speak, little girl."
Merlin asked gently:
"What do you want your uncle vanity to do for you?"
"I am not a kid!"
Hella replied with open teeth and claws.
The voice was a little louder, and she turned back to look out of the door. After realizing that the Frost Giant Wizard hadn't quarreled, Hella touched her heart with her hand and let her mind go.
I have to say that the genes of Odin and Tin Hau are really powerful.
Thor is a peerless handsome man, and although Hella grew up, she walked through the decadent dark wind that Merlin could not appreciate, but the little Hella who was a child was still very cute.
It's like an eccentric little girl.
It's really cute.
"You said last time, if I have a need, I can ask you for help."
Hella asked suspiciously:
"But can you really do anything?"
"Oh, boy, it depends on what you want me to do."
Merlin said mildly:
"Look, I'm just an ordinary heavenly father. You let me go and pick the stars for you...well, this can be done, but if it is the sun, then I can't do it."
"I want Surter to die!"
Hella gritted her teeth and said:
"Die now!"
"simple!"
Merlin responded with a relaxed tone:
"Wait for the news, girl, you will soon be able to get your wish."
"Uh"
The voice and light of the Vanity King disappeared at this moment.
The raven tattoo on Hella's arm also became matt, as if the scene just happened only in Hella's fantasy.
To be honest, the "vanity" promise was so refreshing, and even made the requesting Hella himself at a loss.
Although Surter has been robbed of the Eternal Fire long ago, his strength is very weak, and he has fallen under his Heavenly Father, but it is also a king of the world anyway...
It's that simple...to be killed?
Was that vanity bragging?
"Of course it's very simple."
At the same time, in the throne room of the lord, Merlin held a comic in his hand and read it with relish.
He looked at some details in the comic and said to the glasses spectacles standing beside him:
"Little Hella can never guess, even if I don't do it, Surtle will find a way to find death..."
"The king of flames who vowed to trigger the gods at dusk, just looked stupid. In fact, it was very clever. It knew what to do to realize the fantasy that was almost impossible."
"Well, let's send it a ride."
"But we have no staff in Asgard."
Icarus frowned and said:
"Are you dispatched urgently?"
"No, no need."
Lord Raven moved his finger, he said:
"Everything is under control, I have arranged it."
—
Moss Bellheim, this is a world of burning flames.
It happened to be at the two extremes of Jodenheim
The Frost Giant’s world is covered with frost all year round without any heat, while the country of flames is extremely high temperature. The world is covered with magma and obsidian, and there is no shady place at all.
The grievances between the Kingdom of Fire and Asgard are no less than the Frost Giants.
As a result, several Asgard legions were stationed all year round on the border of Musbelheim to guard against the rebellion of the servants of the King of Fire.
But now, those Asgards have been cast out.
After the Dark Allied forces rebelled, the Nightmare Corps and the Flame Corps from Niefelheim should cooperate outside and attack the God Territory on the border of Musbelheim from two directions.
It was a real victory, and it only took a few days for the Asgards who lost their helmets and armor to be driven back to their kingdom.
Their castle on the edge of the lava sea in the land of flames has also been engulfed in flames, and after a few days of burning, only a black wreckage remains.
The huge, flame-like portal that leads to Yalfheim stands on the edge of the magma sea.
At all times, heavily armed fire monsters, flame giants and fire eagles, and even flaming imps, stepped into the portal under the command of a higher warlord and headed to the front line position in Alfheim.
The cold winter goddess said that it was there to forcibly rip off Asgard's godland defense line, creating a chance for the dark coalition to land.
But this has nothing to do with Surter.
The King of Flame hates the goddess of winter, and the cold air she emits is too cold, making the King of Flame feel very uncomfortable.
Moreover...
Surter joined the Dark Alliance in order to fulfill the prophecy of the gods at dusk. At this stage of the war, the King of Fire no longer wants to participate.
Because it is very clear.
If you follow the instructions of Scati, it has no chance to destroy the Divine Realm.
From the beginning, it did not intend to use Scati's power to achieve its great mission. All it needed was the Dark Alliance to attract the eyes of the Asgard Legion and the nasty king.
It's convenient for you to do it yourself.
At this time, the king of flames, Surter, was sitting on his own obsidian throne. This humanoid body of the king of flames was like a twilight old man, and the magma on his body became dim in time.
It was like a failed porcelain made of some kind of fire. The body was covered with all kinds of ugly cracks, and there was a hot light flying out of the cracks, which was very warm.
It's like an oversized warm baby.
A rusty black two-handed sword was thrown to the throne, right next to Surtle.
It is weak.
In the eye sockets under the skull like a crown, there is a halo like Mars that is about to go out.
It is staring at the sky, in the somewhat blurred night sky roasted by the tumbling flames and heat, the star representing Asgard is unusually shining.
"Odin..."
The king of flames said in a low voice:
"The failure thousands of years ago has sent the eternal fire into Asgard's heart, and when you took my flame, I would have won!"
"Unfortunately, this day is too late, I have already waited, impatient..."
Thousands of years ago, when Odin took the God Territory to the South, the King of God once captured the unruly Musberheim.
In that battle, he and his daughter, also their own pioneer general Hella, leveled the magnificent and magnificent palace of the King of Flames.
They crushed the flaming king, who was so powerful at that time, to the ground, and stepped on its body to take away the most important treasure of the flaming kingdom.
The eternal fire, which was born in the original flame of the universe, is full of endless heat and can make life happen.
That is also the source of Surter's power.
After the Eternal Fire was snatched away, the King of Fire and its world collapsed, from Asgard’s trouble to a petty mess on the border.
Treasures such as the Eternal Fire are, of course, placed in Odin’s treasure house and stored in the heart of Asgard.
but...
But that's just Surter's design.
Together with the defeat itself, it was only a means by which Surtre was eager to personally realize the dusk of the gods. Hella was right, the giant was crazy.
It has devoted itself to the prophecy related to it.
Even if it pays everything, it must also personally realize the demise of God's domain.
"Wait for thousands of years."
Sitting on the obsidian throne, Surtle grabbed the heavy rusty long sword on his hand, just like the old man with a cane, and stood up weakly from the throne.
It looked back at the shadows in this magmatic sea, and it said:
"Assassin from Divine Realm, I have been waiting for you for too long! Come on! I will kill you! Then, I will set foot on your land, I will kill your king and destroy your world!"
"People of Flame! Wake up!"
The Weak King of Fire lifted the heavy long sword, and a sparkling spark sparkled on its rusty blade, like a flaming torch.
At the moment when the first ray of Mars rose, the huge sea of ​​magma rolled up. This dark, volcanic ash-filled world was ignited again, and the extinguished embers sparkled with fire.
Fire creatures one after another, just like twisted monsters, they climbed out of the ashes and surrounded the fairy palace assassin group that came out of the shadow under the call of the King of Fire.
That is a person!
A man.
Tall and slender, he wore a dark blue armor that wrapped his body.
The full-faced helmet showed only a pair of blue eyes.
The shape of the helmet is very unique, like two polished blades erected on the side of the helmet. Looking closely, it looks like a bat with open wings.
On the chest, the golden plate armor is embellished with heavy and gritty, the overall shape is like a sharp triangular iron block, extending on the shoulders diagonally pointed to the sky shoulder guard.
The heavy blue cloak opened behind him like wings.
On this guy's armor, a circle of good rune runes was spread. When walking in the dark, the rune glowed like a star.
A peculiarly shaped warhammer was buckled in his left hand.
The silver-grey handle, the black hammerhead and the spikes on the tail are embellished. The lower half of the heavy hammerhead is still normal. It is a boxy warhammer, but the upper half is weird.
It split into two sharp angles.
It's like the separated horns of the dragon.
But at first glance, this gadget looks like an enlarged one. The screwdriver used by carpenters is really not like the weapon a warrior should have.
But appearance is not important.
The important thing is that between the walking of the assassin in the fairy palace, the warhammer is rolling with a purple arc, and there are the waves when the sea rolls.
Yes!
In the entire nine kingdoms, only the Asgards will wear armor with such unique shapes and rune blessings.
Moreover, there are only Asgardians who like to use those weird warhammers the most!
This is an assassin from Asgard!
There is no doubt about this!
"kill him!"
A gleam of gleam flashed in the eyes of the fire king Surter, who raised his own Twilight Sword.
In the roar, thousands of flames burst like candles bursting out of this burning world, and like a positioned bomb, they screamed at the fearless assassin.
The guy's eyes under the helmet were beating with purple light.
Faced with the vicious maliciousness of the entire world, and the flame that burned everything, he lifted the warhammer like a dumb.
"Wow"
A spot of purple light shone on the top of the swaying warhammer, and as the assassin held the hammer in both hands and charged toward Surter, a torn space appeared behind him.
In the next second, just like the seawater flowing backwards, tens of millions of tons of seawater were released into this flaming world in an instant in the tumble of the tide.
When the flaming lives awakened to attack the assassin were still roaring, they were submerged by the heavy seawater.
In the tumbling vortex of sea water, any flaming life that dares to approach the assassin will be engulfed mercilessly.
The heavy ocean tide rolled, like a giant fist punched, smashed towards the king of flames.
"Water! I hate water!"
Surter really did not expect that this fairy assassin actually has this hand?
It roared and raised its black war sword, as if it were a flame launcher, and a flame storm like a dragon fire spewed out from the top of the long sword, like a fountain of fire.
The moment the water and fire collided, the large platform above the magma sea gave an overwhelming moan while swaying vigorously.
The Lun rune on the armor of the fairy palace was lit up, and between the surge of purple thunder, the weird warhammer like a screwdriver hammered down.
A low thunder sounded on the ground of the country of flames, and as the long sword fell on the broken ground, the assassin who had completed the assassination rose into the sky, and he was carrying the whole head of Sulter who was smashed.
In that quick extinguishment, it fell into the skull of the earth like ashes.
In the black hole's eyes, the last spark of the King of Fire also extinguished, as if closing his eyes.
But look carefully!
The light shining in the eyes, but without the bitterness of failure...
It's all smug!
It's like, being away from your mission and goals...
one step closer.
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