The three intertwined auras were fierce and sharp, like three steel nails surrounding Loki, covering three worlds.
At this moment, Loki calmly gazed at the azure sky, a hint of regret flickering in his eyes.
The poisonous mist spewed by the giant python was dispersed by a gentle breeze, and the flames exhaled by the giant wolf were completely extinguished by the torrential rain.
The sun rose again, bathing the entire sky in its light, and the earth, guided by a mysterious force, began its self-repair.
Even on the newly restored soil, lush flower fields and dense forests quickly grew.
In an instant, the whole world seemed to be injected with new life and vitality.
Ragnarok seems to have come to an end before it was truly over.
Now, Loki faces...
Only in the sky, the harsh judgment of three women, their hearts filled with endless rage.
Will he die in agony?
Loki secretly wondered to himself.
Although he also has a daughter, Hela, the goddess of death.
She has absorbed most of the souls of the dead in the world, and her power is estimated to have far exceeded the limits of a god-king.
But the problem is,
Loki is now beginning to doubt himself.
Although he still holds one last card,
However, even if he reveals his final trump card, does he really have a chance of success?
Viktor's scheme was too profound and terrifying.
Even after he disappeared from this world, he continues to profoundly influence the course of the world.
"So this is what it feels like to be completely understood."
For the first time, I felt hesitant and lacked confidence.
It was as if all the possibilities surrounding him had been calculated and a meticulous response strategy had already been devised.
Could Ragnarok really end in failure?
Loki couldn't help but begin to have a glimmer of hope for the final outcome.
He knew he was destined to die in Ragnarok.
But even if he gives it his all and uses all his trump cards, Ragnarok will still end in defeat.
Could this also prove that his 'name' does not foreshadow a specific fate?
So, will the constraints of a name also be dissolved as a result?
The idea grew stronger in his mind, making Loki even more eager to try it out.
He wanted to know just how much Viktor had planned, and whether the other side could truly overcome the fundamental rules of this world.
But at the same time, Loki felt a little regretful.
Even if Ragnarok fails, he will not be able to see what the aftermath of the defeat will look like.
This is his 'destiny' as Loki.
He died completely in Ragnarok.
And Hela, the goddess of death, is high in the sky.
Despite feeling the terrifying pressure emanating from Gwen and Aurelion, they stood firmly in front of Loki.
Even she herself doubted whether she could defeat the three of them working together.
But just as she focused all her attention on the three people in the sky,
Suddenly, a crimson spear wreathed in flames streaked across the sky, tearing through the clear, bright heavens.
call--
Flames surged, wind howled, and even space itself cracked under the thrust of the sharp spear, which hurtled straight toward Hela.
As danger approached, Hela suddenly grabbed her shoulder with one hand.
The desiccated, rotting hand, clasped tightly behind its back, suddenly ripped off a large chunk of skin from its back.
With a flick of his wrist, he let it unfold rapidly, transforming into a solid shield that stood before him.
However, this time the spear attack was not as easily stopped as before.
On the contrary, under this terrible impact, a crack was drilled in the shield, and flames ignited the surrounding flesh.
rub!
The spear swept across the crimson trail, then suddenly pierced through her shoulder.
Even so, she still struggled to support the shield with one hand, while covering her injured shoulder with the other.
A hole, constantly eroded by flames, was left on his shoulder, the gap radiating a ferocious aura of soul-scorching heat.
She clutched her shoulder, turned her head, and looked at the person who had launched the attack.
Looking towards the horizon, Hela saw an incongruous figure in the clear, bright sky.
The other person was enormous, with dark skin, a thick beard, and bloodshot eyes.
Hades treads on flames and across space, walking step by step toward the sky with an imposing and scorching aura, utterly terrifying.
His eyes were sharp, and his raised eyes radiated a dangerous anger.
"The Goddess of Death?"
"You think you're worthy to take my place?"
The words had barely left his mouth.
The afterimage of the crimson-orange flames, accompanied by thick gray-black fog, came rushing in and arrived in front of Hela in the blink of an eye.
Immediately afterwards, a ball of fire crashed down from above, causing the surrounding air to become chaotic and turbulent, with flames scattering and collapsing in all directions.
In an instant, Hela fell to the earth like a shooting star with sparks of fire.
Hades, in turn, took her place and occupied the sky.
He turned his head and looked at Loki.
Hades then stretched out his hand and made a chopping gesture toward his own neck, his intentions clear and provocative.
"Fragile."
Immediately afterwards, Hades also transformed into a ball of fire and fell to the earth along with Hela.
At this moment, Loki had no protectors left.
He struggled to support his weakened body and looked up at the sky.
Feeling utterly isolated and helpless, he could only stand there dumbfounded, bearing the pressure from the three women in the sky.
But Loki was never afraid of death.
He spread his arms, seemingly enveloping the entire world with his body.
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