The woman's body was shrouded in a layer of blue mist, making her figure on the boat appear even more mysterious and unpredictable, and her aura grew increasingly cold.
At this moment, her aura also became increasingly powerful.
Hela, the Goddess of Death, Level 80
Now, Hades, who originally intended to compete with his opponent, suddenly felt immense pressure from him.
He realized almost instantly that this goddess, who had suddenly appeared and whose aura resembled his, seemed to have reached the same level as him.
Furthermore, surrounded by souls, her power continued to increase.
Hades could also clearly sense that the human population in this world was rapidly disappearing at an alarming rate.
But these souls did not enter hell according to the established rules of the world.
Instead, after the goddess appeared, all these souls followed the darkness to the ship that exuded an aura of death, and merged into her body.
"Let me introduce you. These are my three children."
At this moment, Loki behaved like a proud nobleman, spreading his arms in front of him to formally introduce his children.
"I named that giant wolf Fenrir."
"And then there's Jormungandr, whose size always gave me a headache, so I put it in the sea."
"Finally, my youngest daughter, Hela, come and say hello to them."
The daughter, who represents death, was clearly reluctant to say hello.
But upon hearing her 'father's' call, she managed to force a half-open smile, revealing a smile that looked even uglier than a grimace.
She then stopped moving and resumed her previous gloom and sorrow.
Seeing this, Loki stopped pressuring the matter and instead turned his gaze back to Victor, his expression remaining calm.
Even as he watched his children destroy the world, Victor remained unmoved.
As he said at the beginning:
'Where you destroy things is none of my business, as long as you don't mess with my people.'
After a moment of dizziness, Loki chuckled softly.
"I have lived for over a thousand years, and even in death, I have no regrets."
"Besides, even if I die, Ragnarok will have already begun."
"Killing me won't prevent this outcome from happening."
His voice grew weaker as he spoke.
Loki's body also resembled a withered old tree, transforming from his initial youthful appearance into one of extreme weariness.
It was as if he was exhausting all his strength to provide tremendous support for his three children.
Even in Victor's eyes, Loki's level had dropped below seventy.
But he seemed quite at ease, showing no sadness or panic at the change in himself.
It seemed that even if Viktor didn't kill him, he wouldn't live much longer.
Hearing Loki's words, Victor also looked up at the sky.
His gaze, shimmering with an eerie purple light, swept over the giant wolf in the sky, and over the colossal python that coiled around the entire shattered world.
And, appearing in the sky above, before the gates of the dead, is the goddess of death.
The three monsters' enormous bodies surrounded Victor, towering and immense.
Before the three gods, Victor, who was merely a human, was as insignificant as dust.
But even in this situation, he was still able to smile confidently:
"Does the Ragnarok you mentioned mean that all the gods and all humans will die?"
Loki already looked somewhat weak, but he still nodded calmly.
That's right, that's Loki's confidence.
With almost all the gods dead, this goal is within reach.
Now, he only needs to wait for the complete extinction of humanity and the utter destruction of the world.
Ragnarok will then come to a complete end.
Therefore, even if Viktor were incredibly powerful, even if he had the strength to destroy the world and single-handedly kill all three of his children,
Because Fenrir and their kind have only one mission: destruction.
They wouldn't care about Victor's existence; they wouldn't even need to fight Victor.
All they need to do is keep destroying the world until they die.
That is their destiny.
"So, how are you going to stop Ragnarok?"
Loki, seemingly with a final question on his deathbed, posed this question to Victor.
However, the response he received was still Victor's confident laughter.
At that moment, Viktor stretched out a hand.
He reached out to the sky, into the darkness, and gently grasped it.
"It's very simple."
His eyes gleamed, and the dark light deep within his pupils once again shone with dazzling brilliance.
The hand reaching towards the sky seemed to grasp a strange, eerie lamp that dispelled the darkness.
The sky was completely refined.
"Why don't I just become a god?"
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