**Bell, Discarding After Use, Scapegoat, Blood Shadow**
Thor instinctively retreated a few steps. This wasn't because he feared Hela, but rather the instinctive awkward reaction of someone caught speaking ill of another behind their back.
Looking at Hela, Thor couldn't help but defend himself:
"I wasn't saying you're fierce, I was talking about the *other* Hela. She was utterly evil and destroyed Asgard. You're different, you protected Asgard, you're a good person!"
"Uh, I mean, you and Tang are a great match!"
Tang Song immediately turned his head away, whistling as he looked at the giant relief carving on the wall.
Almost every word Thor spoke crossed a line. There was no saving him; he was just waiting for death! A black-bladed longsword condensed from the Power of Death appeared in Hela's palm. Gripping the hilt tightly, she looked coldly at Thor and said, "Is that your explanation, little brother from another universe? It seems the me from that other universe didn't teach you a proper lesson!"
Hela, having been forced into becoming Boss Tang's bride, was already considered one of their own within the small group of the Tang Group. Therefore, she naturally knew Thor's true origin.
"I'm very curious, dear brother, is the me from that other universe still alive?"
Hearing Hela mention the Goddess of Death (Hela) from his universe, the scene of Asgard's destruction flashed in Thor's eyes.
Hela's power was linked to the entirety of Asgard. Theoretically, as long as Asgard wasn't destroyed, Hela's power would never run dry.
But in order to kill Hela, he had released Surtur. That monster ultimately used its blazing longsword to destroy Asgard and kill Hela.
"She died! Along with Asgard!" Thor's face, which had just been nonchalant, was now filled with solemnity and desolation.
For Hela, and for Asgard.
Hela raised the black-bladed longsword in her hand and pointed it at Thor. "You killed her? What a pity. If she hadn't died, I could have killed her myself. The name Hela does not tolerate being defiled by a failed piece of trash!"
"But now that she's dead, let me see how good the Odin from that other universe's judgment was in choosing an heir!"
After speaking, Hela thrust her sword at Thor. The burning black flames transformed into the Glaive of Death, capable of destroying all things. It seemed to transcend space, instantly arriving before Thor.
Thor let out a muffled roar like a beast. The lightning in his hand pulled out Stormbreaker. His entire body was covered in lightning, and two searing white beams of lightning shot from his eyes. He swung Stormbreaker.
"Clang!"
"Clang! Clang! Clang! Clang!"
Sword and axe met, and sonic booms formed one after another. Within a radius of ten miles, it was as if a Category 12 tornado had ravaged the area.
The destructive power generated by their clash was immense; it's no exaggeration to say a single strike could destroy the entire Golden Palace, and lay waste to most of Asgard in less than half an hour.
As if sensing the terrifying Destructive Power contained within their clash, a blurry Human Form outline emerged halfway from the Great Hall above, forming Odin's majestic face and imposing Body.
Clearly, His Majesty the God King was also attracted by the intense fluctuation generated by their clash.
However, the Clone that Odin projected to observe felt as if he were passing through countless mirrors, with the surrounding Space undergoing seemingly static but in reality extremely turbulent changes.
This seemed to be a trick his Old Friend was good at!
Odin glanced at Hela and Thor locked in fierce combat and turned his gaze towards Tang Song. Boss Tang, who was watching the fight, was playing with a Brass Bell in his hand. A Green Gemstone hung from the bell's loop.
Invisible fluctuations rippled out from the Brass Bell. Within the sound of the bell,
It was as if Time and Space took this bell as their endpoint. A terrifying tremor spread out. The Fabric of Space and the existence of Myriad Phenomena were undergoing changes under this inexplicable tremor.
Layer upon layer of Mirror Dimension wrapped around Hela and Thor. In this Mirror Dimension, Time and Space became somewhat blurred.
The Destructive Power generated by Hela and Thor's clash was also contained within this Mirror Dimension. The aftermath of their battle instantly swept through countless layers of Mirror Dimension. The Mirror Dimension shattered like glass, turning into countless pieces, but these fragments instantly formed more Mirror Dimensions.
Hela and Thor, these two siblings, didn't know how long they had been fighting. One was the powerful Goddess of Death (Hela) of Asgard, and the other was an enhanced version of Thor from a Parallel Universe.
They fought with True Fire. Layer upon layer of Mirror Dimension was shattered by their terrifying Strength. They crossed through Mirror Worlds one after another. The Mirror Dimension silently shattered, collapsed, and dispersed into particle-level dust clouds in the storm during their clash.
In the end, the Mirror Dimension formed by the sound of the Brass Bell in Tang Song's hand was far outpaced by the speed of their destruction.
King Odin, who had arrived as a Projection, saw that things were going wrong and appeared in the Palace in his True Body.
He looked at Hela and Thor locked in fierce combat, wanting to step forward and break up the fight, but his steps faltered, not daring to approach. Both of these 'cheap' children of his were Skyfather level existences. Thor, needless to say, was from another Parallel Universe and had no blood relation to him at all. As for Hela, Odin wasn't sure if his rash intervention would result in him being beaten up by the two of them taking advantage of the situation.
Odin's gaze turned to Tang Song, looking at the Brass Bell he was playing with and the shimmering Green Gemstone. An idea formed in his mind.
"Kid, Master Ancient One gave you the Time Stone!?"
Tang Song held the Time Stone in his Palm and said faintly, "Not just the Time Stone, but also the Control of the Three Great Sanctums of Earth!"
Thinking of the legacy Ancient One had entrusted to him as if leaving a child in his care, Tang Song always felt a strange sensation. Spider-Man Peter Parker's uncle once said a famous maxim that spread throughout the Myriad Worlds: With great power comes great responsibility!
Boss Tang's understanding of this sentence was: the greater your Influence, the larger your Territory, the more enemies you will have. As a Gang Boss who enjoys the Benefits brought by his Territory, when other gangs try to cross the line, what you need to do is lead your Subordinates and use Winchesters to blow off their Heads and kick their Rear.
When Tang Song first arrived in the Marvel World, his Territory was just a Nightclub and one street. The Black Gang selling drugs on the next street, seeing that Tang Song and his people were few, tried to cross the line multiple times.
Tang Song directly led his people to take down these Thugs!
The Bones of those Black Person might still be found among a group of Skeleton Demons.
Later, Tang Song got involved in the Cleaner Business, which most gangs looked down upon. He took down four or five competitors along the way and monopolized the entire Cleaner Business in New York.
He started a unique Business.
At that time, he secretly regarded New York City as his Territory.
Kingpin was nothing more than Skeletal Remains in a tomb.
After taking down Kingpin, Tang Song's vision expanded from New York to the entire Federal Underworld.
Now, in Tang Song's eyes, the entire Earth is surnamed Tang! In his first life, Tang Song once heard a Joke that was very much in line with Human nature:
Day one of being Superman, protect the Earth.
Day three of being Superman, protect *my* Earth! The Guardian of the Earth, the entire Earth is his possession. However, the Problem Tang Song is facing now is that as a Leader who regards Earth and even the Nine Realms as his Territory,
The enemies he will face next are no longer the gang Thugs with Handguns, but those Dimensional Evil Gods, Cosmic Overlords, and even Superheroes from Parallel Universes, the troublemakers!
"Father-in-law, Ragnarök is a calamity for the Aesir. However, I see you are still hale and hearty, and I presume you don't want to fall into Eternal Slumber. I have a Method that might allow you to avoid the fate of Ragnarök!"
Without Ancient One, that tall person, to hold up the sky, he would be forced to step up. Boss Tang, who always liked to operate from Behind one's Back, felt a sense of insecurity from the bottom of his heart. His eyes darted around, and he set his sights on Odin.
Odin shuddered when he heard Tang Song call him Father-in-law. The lightning flickering on his Body shifted, and his Gaze towards Tang Song was full of Wary.
He knew well that this guy's attempts at familiarity never led to anything good.
His Casket of Ancient Winters and the Spoils of War belonging to Asgard had flown away with these calls of "Father-in-law."
Facing Odin's Wary Gaze, Tang Song said with a chuckle, "Look, you're falling into Eternal Slumber because the Divine Power accumulated in your Body exceeds your Physical Body's capacity to bear it, coupled with the Lifespan Influence of the Aesir!"
"Have you heard of Liches? I have a Method that can Refine your Physical Body into a Zombie. By then, you will be a truly Undying and Immortal existence, able to forever protect Asgard!"
"Undead Warrior? Zombie?" The lightning above Odin's Head instantly turned black. His single eye wanted nothing more than to unleash ten thousand bolts of Thunder to strike down this 'cheap' son-in-law before him.
"I am merely falling into Eternal Slumber, my Soul returning to Valhalla, not truly dying! You plan to turn me into an ugly Lich, an Undead Warrior!"
"Great Filial Son," Tang Song felt a headache coming on as he met Odin's dangerous Gaze.
Back in the Heaven Dimension, this old fellow had displayed terrifying Strength. Although his Physical Body was a Golden Armored Corpse King refined by a Deity.
It was, after all, a Sinister Object, naturally Restrained by the Utmost Yang and Utmost Rigid Power of Lightning. Odin's Control over lightning was not something Thor's limited techniques could compare to.
If they were to truly fight, without using a few Infinity Stones, Boss Tang would still feel a bit apprehensive facing this 'cheap' Father-in-law.
Moreover,
Tang Song's Gaze seemed to inadvertently sweep over the giant relief carving on the wall. He had always suspected that the Destroyer Armor shattered by Thor was merely a Replica.
If he really angered this 'cheap' Father-in-law, and he put on this set of Destroyer Armor blessed by the Gods, Tang Song wasn't sure he could actually defeat this 'cheap' Father-in-law. If he were pinned down and given a good beating! Hiss! "I was just joking with you!"
Respect the Elder, respect the Elder, Tang Song silently told himself.
Odin snorted coldly, "Since Master Ancient One gave you the Time Stone, then it's up to you to stop them. If they keep fighting, my Golden Palace will be destroyed by them! After you're done, come see me. There's something we need to discuss!"
*Whoosh!* Searing white lightning tore through The Void, and Odin's Figure vanished with it.
Tang Song shrugged, watching his Father-in-law's retreating Figure.
Three massive Dragon Heads silently extended from Behind one's Back towards Tang Song. Vertical Pupils Dragon Eyes reflected Tang Song's back, and a glint of cunning and cruelty flashed in King Ghidorah's Eyes.
After Devouring a large number of Angels, King Ghidorah felt its Strength had grown considerably. As a King, it would not be subservient to a lower Creature.
Devour this Human who controlled it, return to that blue Planet, and then beat up that short, fat guy again.
Having forgotten the suffering brought by the Golden Fillet Technique, King Ghidorah, feeling capable again, opened one of its Dragon Heads' large mouths filled with Fangs and bit towards Tang Song.
Tang Song didn't even turn his Head. The next moment, Golden Light flashed simultaneously on King Ghidorah's three Dragon Heads. The Golden Light transformed into a torrent of Talismans made of countless characters. These dense, ant-like Talismans condensed into three gleaming Golden Hoops on King Ghidorah's Heads.
The Golden Hoops continuously contracted, and countless Talismans embedded themselves into King Ghidorah's Body, reaching its Soul. The pain was so intense that King Ghidorah rolled wildly inside the Great Hall, crashing into walls and collapsing rooms. There was a rumbling sound as brick walls fell.
As for the group of Asgardians who served King Ghidorah, they had already sneaked out when Hela arrived in the Great Hall, so the partially collapsed Great Hall didn't cause many Casualties.
King Ghidorah's Head that wanted to bite Tang Song was directly blasted into a pile of Mangled Flesh by the Golden Light erupting from the Golden Fillet Technique. With King Ghidorah's Super Self-Healing Ability, its Head quickly grew back, but the newly grown Head still had a golden Golden Hoop on top of it.
Tang Song didn't even bother to look back at King Ghidorah, who was rolling around in pain. He fiddled with the Great Desolation Bell in his hand, took off the Green Gemstone from the bell's loop, and under the Red Light of the Reality Stone on his Wrist, the Time Stone in his Palm transformed into a brass-colored bell hammer.
Tang Song hung this bell hammer on the copper ring inside the Great Desolation Bell, like a Bell inside the bell, perfectly fitting.
And on the bell's Body, the ancient characters "Great Desolation" (Great Desolation), under the coverage of the Red Light, transformed into Innate Divine Script: "Chaos" (Chaos).
The originally brass-colored bell, after the characters "Chaos" appeared, faintly displayed the Sun, Moon, Stars on its exterior, and the Four Great Elements (Earth, Fire, Wind, Water) surrounded its mouth. The Chaos Bell, one of the top three Innate Pure Yang Supreme Treasures in the Jambudvīpa World, was formed from the two Innate Undying Spirit Roots representing Space-Time at the beginning of the Universe's creation.
The Genuine Article Chaos Bell possesses infinite profoundness and boundless creation. It can freeze Time, suppress Space, and when held above one's Head, it can reflect the Attack of any Magic Treasure Arts, making one innately invincible.
Tang Song shook the Replica Chaos Bell in his hand.
With a crisp sound, the movement of Myriad Phenomena came to an abrupt halt. The World seemed to turn into an awkward play that had stopped because the actors forgot their lines, falling into stagnation.
The World was still, Myriad Phenomena fell silent.
In this silence, Tang Song stepped forward, came between Hela and Thor who were clashing, grabbed one of Thor's legs directly, and threw the Thunder God, who was still swinging Stormbreaker with wide, angry Eyes, out of the Great Hall.
Then he took the longsword from Hela's hand, threw it aside, wrapped his arm around her waist, and gently shook the three-inch-sized Brass Bell in his hand.
Shake, shake, *ding ding dong dong*, pleasant to the ear.
The World seemed to have been unpaused, returning to the playback screen.
Hela reached out to stab forward. Only after she lunged forward did she realize there was no sword in her hand. Her opponent, Thor, was also nowhere to be seen.
An arm wrapped around Hela's waist. Hela turned her Head and met Tang Song's gentle face. She couldn't help but glare fiercely at Tang Song: "Let go of your arm!"
Tang Song tightened his arm instead, pointing his chin towards the distance, signaling Hela to look.
Hela followed Tang Song's Gaze and saw King Ghidorah rolling around in pain. The Golden Light flashing on King Ghidorah's three Heads made her instinctively touch the Plum Blossom Mark on her Forehead.
"Despicable and shameless Thug!"
Hela turned her Head and cursed Tang Song fiercely. Boss Tang released the arm wrapped around Hela's waist and slapped her Rear.
"Stop messing around. Father-in-law needs me for something. I'll be back later..." "Ptooey!" Hela watched Tang Song's retreating Figure and quietly spat behind his back.
Seeing that no one was around, Hela reached out and rubbed her Rear that had been slapped.
"Thug, did you need to use that much Strength?"
"In this war with the Heaven Dimension, besides Midgard and Helheim, the other few Worlds in the Nine Realms also paid a considerable Price. So, regarding the Spoils of War, as we discussed before, you need to compensate the Dwarves of Nidavellir with a batch of Ore afterwards!"
"For my sake, Vanaheim and the Elf Kingdom have given up their share of the profits this time. The only Trouble now is Muspelheim and Jotunheim. The former wants the Eternal Flame back, and the latter wants the Casket of Ancient Winters back!"
Inside a hidden chamber in the Golden Palace, King Odin, dressed in a white robe, and Boss Tang, wearing a White Suit, stood side by side. They stood before a viewing platform, watching as Dreadnoughts loaded with Frost Giants departed one by one.
Asgard's Bifrost could transport people to any location in the Nine Realms, but these Giants from Jotunheim clearly harbored strong Wary towards Asgard.
They preferred to return to Jotunheim via Asgard's Waterway rather than use the Bifrost.
After all, a slight error with Asgard's Bifrost could bury this army from Jotunheim in the cold Outer Space.
Boss Tang maliciously speculated that if these Frost Giants really dared to use the Bifrost, with Old Odin's Personality, he might actually cause the Bifrost to malfunction.
He had even thought of the Explanation for Odin: the Bifrost was old and in disrepair. At worst, he would give Jotunheim some Money as Compensation afterwards.
And then drag out the Compensation Time until Odin fell into Slumber, making it another bad debt! "Father-in-law is still the one with Influence. The Ore the Dwarves want is no Problem. At worst, I'll open a few more Mines in the Underworld. As for Jotunheim and Muspelheim, how do you think we should resolve these two Worlds?"
Tang Song said with a chuckle, flattering him. He took out a Cigar Box from his Five Yin Wallet, pulled out a Cigar, and first offered it to Odin. Odin clearly had little interest in this tobacco from the Human World. Tang Song lit one for himself and started smoking.
Tang Song's face was momentarily hidden and revealed in the swirling Smoke, like a Deity shrouded in Incense Offerings in a temple.
King Odin raised his fist to cover his mouth and coughed twice. "I am old, with not many months left to live. Jotunheim and Muspelheim will definitely cause Trouble after I die. I am worried about Thor and Asgard!"
"Then why don't you solve this Trouble for Thor before you fall into Slumber!" Tang Song blew out a puff of white Smoke.
"The Nine Realms are one. We just worked together to repel the Heaven Dimension. If we turn against each other now, I'm afraid Vanaheim, the Elf Kingdom, and even the always respectful Dwarf Kingdom will all feel insecure!"
Odin shook his Head. Then he changed the subject, glancing at Tang Song. "Kid, I gave the Eternal Flame and the Casket of Ancient Winters to you!"
Old Fox, Tang Song understood the hidden meaning in Odin's words. Odin intended to leave these two Troubles for him to handle. "Just find a suitable Scapegoat that Vanaheim and the others can't find any Problem with!" Tang Song placed his hands on the railing of the viewing platform, watching hundreds of Dreadnoughts sail down Asgard along the rumbling Waterfall.
He turned back and said to King Odin, hinting at something.
"Scapegoat!?"
*Rumble!* The Dreadnoughts carrying the Frost Giants sailed on a Vast Ocean. This Waterway, following Asgard, could reach most Worlds in the Nine Realms, naturally including Jotunheim.
If viewed from Asgard's perspective, this Water Flow, like a Waterfall, was in a vertical state from top to bottom. However, once it left Asgard, the Waterway in The Void, which resembled a Vast Ocean, was a Plane with the Sea Surface as its level.
As for whether it was scientific or not, this Waterway running through Yggdrasil was clearly outside the realm of scientific Explanation.
Jotunheim is the Territory of the Giant Race. Giants are naturally not just the Frost Giants. There are Hill Giants, Bronze Giants, Fire Giants, Fish Giants, and so on.
There are more than a dozen branches of Giants throughout Jotunheim. However, because the Frost Giants had the largest numbers, Jotunheim gradually became the Hometown of the Frost Giants.
The reason the Frost Giants ruled Jotunheim back then was that the Frost Giant Chieftain of that generation obtained the Casket of Ancient Winters, a Divine Artifact.
He used the Ability of the Casket of Ancient Winters to turn the entire Jotunheim into a World of Ice and Snow most suitable for the Frost Giant Race to live in.
Those Giant branches that once stood as rivals to the Frost Giants either disappeared into History or moved far away, lingering on in some unknown Corner.
It can be said that the glory of the Frost Giant Race was built upon the Divine Artifact, the Casket of Ancient Winters.
But in the war between Jotunheim and Asgard back then, Jotunheim was defeated, and Odin snatched the Casket of Ancient Winters.
Today's Jotunheim, the frozen Earth is melting, and in some places, Giants from other branches have begun to become active.
Laufey didn't know what purpose these fellow tribesmen, who had been oppressed by the Frost Giants for thousands upon thousands of years, had, but he didn't want to wait any longer, nor did he have Time to wait. He needed to get the Casket of Ancient Winters back before Jotunheim's environment completely changed. For this, he even personally rushed to Asgard.
The Frost Giants had shed enough Blood for Odin and the Aesir on the Nine Realms battlefield. This Price was enough to get back what originally belonged to them.
However, that damned old fellow Odin, not only did he not agree to his Conditions, he even let that Madman Hela insult him! Laufey, the Leader of the Frost Giant Race, stood at the bow of the Dreadnought. Thinking of the humiliation he suffered in Asgard, a cold current spread from the railing he was holding onto, extending towards the ship's Body, even freezing the Sea Surface within dozens of miles of the ship.
The Frost Giant Race lives in the world of Ice and Snow in Jotunheim, so they naturally had a Contingency Plan for this situation long ago. Hundreds of giant Warships directly lifted off the Water Surface and flew into the Sky.
Approximately five Earth days later, the Frost Giant Race's Warships had traveled one-third of the journey. In a few more days, they would be able to return to Jotunheim.
Laufey planned to go to Muspelheim to meet Surtur, his Ally, upon his return.
Although he disliked this Fire Demon, the enemy of his enemy was his friend. Hela's reappearance in Asgard was not good news for them.
Laufey was standing on the Deck, deep in thought, when suddenly, in the distance, the Sea Surface was swept by a Gale and struck by Lightning. On the distant Sea Surface, a Throne stood in The Void.
A handsome young man sat on the Throne, looking down at their Fleet with folded arms.
Laufey narrowed his Eyes and waved his hand, signaling his Subordinates to be Wary. This handsome young man's appearance was suspicious.
"Who are you? Why are you blocking our Way out?"
The handsome young man stretched lazily and stood up from the Throne. Behind him, hundreds of black Wings faintly spread out. The Wings emitted countless black Radiance, instantly seeming to envelop the entire Waterway, which was like a Vast Ocean.
"What, you just took down the Heaven Dimension and killed that old fellow Yahweh, and you don't recognize me anymore?"
Laufey felt the dense Hell Aura and the pervasive smell of sulfur. His heart was suddenly startled. He pointed at the handsome young man with his Finger and said, "You are Lucifer!"
In Hell, the only Demon related to Yahweh, that God, that he could think of was Lucifer, the Fallen Angel.
A hint of Blood color flowed in the depths of the handsome young man's Eyes, but his face sank. "It seems you know me, which is even better. Although that old thing Yahweh is my enemy, I absolutely will not allow him to die at the hands of some random nobodies. Since you killed him, then you shall be buried with him!"
Laufey's face was grim. This was an undeserved calamity. He couldn't help but roar angrily, "It was Odin who killed Yahweh! If you want Revenge, go to Asgard and find Trouble with the Aesir! Why are you blocking our Way out here? Our Giant Race also has irreconcilable hatred with the Aesir!"
The handsome young man shook his Head. "I will find Odin, but I must first clip his wings! You, his Faction in the Nine Realms!"
As soon as the handsome young man finished speaking, countless Angels flew out from Behind one's Back. The Wings of these Angels were different from the white-winged Angels the Frost Giants encountered on the Nine Realms battlefield. These Angels' Wings were strikingly Blood red.
Dense Blood Angels, like a Blood cloud, enveloped the Frost Giants' Fleet.
"Attack!"
Laufey waved his large hand, and countless firing ports appeared on the hundreds of Frost Giant Warships with a *clicking/cracking sound*. From these firing ports, ice-blue Frost Rays shot out simultaneously.
*Chichichichichi—*
Along with the sound of the Rays shooting out, many Blood Angels were hit by these Frost Rays and instantly turned into Ice Sculptures, falling from High Altitude onto the Sea Surface.
From these Dreadnoughts, it could be seen that the Strength the Frost Giant Race preserved on the Nine Realms battlefield was not insignificant.
These Dreadnoughts were the Frost Giant Race's troop transports and their Attack Warships. These Warships not only possessed amphibious, land, and air combat capability but also, based on the Casket of Ancient Winters, developed Frost Rays that could emit terrifying low temperatures of minus two hundred degrees Celsius, enough to turn any Carbon-Based Life into an Ice Sculpture.
Hundreds of Warships, each with hundreds of firing ports. Every Attack from the Warship cluster could tear off a large chunk from the Blood cloud in the Sky.
Laufey stood at the bow of the ship, looking at "Lucifer," and said loudly, "Our Giant Race does not want to go to war with you, Lucifer. You clear the way, and we will go our separate ways. Perhaps we can cooperate in the future! You should know that our Giant Race and the Aesir have always had a strained relationship!"
Laufey did not want to conflict with this Hell Lord, this fearsome Demon King, before him.
What did Odin killing Yahweh have to do with their Frost Giant Race? He didn't want to be the Scapegoat for Odin For No Reason.
Furthermore, he wished Lucifer would go find Trouble with Asgard. It would be best if they both suffered heavy losses, and then he would lead his Soldiers to take advantage of the situation, overthrow Asgard, and reclaim their Casket of Ancient Winters.
If it were the real Lucifer, Laufey's words might have been useful. A Hell Lord wouldn't mind having another powerful Ally when conquering Asgard.
Unfortunately, he didn't know that the Lucifer before him was fake.
Of course, the Hell Aura Laufey felt was real. The dense smell of sulfur couldn't be faked. However, the person who came was naturally not Lucifer, but the Blade in Boss Tang's hand.
Seeing that Lucifer had no intention of reconciliation, Laufey could only continue to order his Fleet to Attack to prevent the Blood cloud formed by the Blood Angels above their Heads from approaching.
Blood-colored Ice Sculptures continuously fell from the Sky into the Sea Surface, were battered by the Sea Waves, and shattered into Dust.
Unconsciously, the Picture changed from a light blue to a faint Blood color, and as the number of Blood Angels shot down from the Sky increased, this Blood color also became thicker. The Seawater around the Fleet was like a Blood Sea, exceptionally eerie.
Gradually, the Density of the Frost Rays shot out by the Frost Giant Fleet became thinner and thinner. Laufey knew that this was a sign that the Ice Crystal Energy in each Vessel was about to be depleted.
After losing the Casket of Ancient Winters, the Energy Source for some of their Weapons could only rely on some Magic Gemstones. The reserves of these Magic Gemstones were not high.
Therefore, the Fleet did not carry many of them.
He had to find a Method to leave here first. Laufey instinctively looked around the Sea Surface, wanting to find a Way out for the Fleet.
It was then that he noticed that Dark Clouds had surged up on the Sea Surface at some point. They surged and rolled, and the Heaven and Earth became dim. A sinister wind howled down, blowing faster and faster, chilling to the Bone, and carrying a hint of Blood smell.
The sinister wind roared, causing the surrounding Sea Surface to become a vast expanse of towering Sea Waves. The blood-red Seawater on the Sea Surface formed Vortices, some as small as a few acres, while the large ones were probably a hundred miles in Area, the Vortices rising and falling.
The Vortices continuously surged towards the Fleet. If the Fleet were to be swept into these large and small Vortices, they would likely be instantly Shattered.
Laufey, with no Time to think further, roared. Pale blue Radiance flickered beneath his pale Skin. His Body Size instantly surged from his original five meters to over a dozen meters. The massive Dreadnought was even pressed down into the Sea Surface by his surging weight.
Laufey took a deep breath. White Vortices faintly appeared beneath his nostrils. His chest and abdomen suddenly contracted, and then he blew out a Frost Breath.
An ice-blue Storm swept across the entire Sea Surface.
*Crack crack crack crack crack—*
The entire Sea Surface was directly frozen into a thick Ice Surface by Laufey's single breath. The Ice Surface continuously extended outwards, and the surroundings seemed to become a World of Ice and Snow.
If one were to look from outside Yggdrasil and the Waterway, they would see that on the vast Waterway, as wide as an Ocean, a piece of Ice Cube the size of a Fingernail had been frozen.
Laufey's breath had even frozen a vortex that was dozens of miles wide and closest to the Fleet.
As for the rolling giant Sea Waves, they were directly frozen into Ice Walls and Ice Sculptures dozens or even hundreds of meters high.
With Laufey's astonishing hearing, he could still hear the surging Seawater Vortices, the crashing of giant Sea Waves, and the sound of the Ice Surface being moved a hundred miles away.
Ice Cubes the size of grinding mills and hills were battered by the giant Sea Waves into the High Altitude and then smashed down heavily, creating cracks on the hundred-mile-wide Ice Surface.
After displaying this move and solving the big Troubles of the Sea Waves and Vortices, Laufey instinctively looked towards Lucifer in mid-air.
He was suddenly startled. He saw a mocking sneer in Lucifer's Eyes.
Before Laufey could understand what was happening, a series of *swish swish swish* sounds came from the surrounding Thick Mist. In the Thick Mist, countless Blood Shadows faintly Shaking.
Laufey threw a punch forward. An ice-blue fist-shaped Light Beam blasted into the Thick Mist, instantly freezing this area of Thick Mist into an Ice Mountain, freezing the Blood Shadows inside.
However, these Blood Shadows were like the moon in the water, flowers in a mirror. The Ice Cube seemed to have no Effect on them. Laufey watched helplessly as the Blood Shadows he had frozen easily darted out of the Ice Mountain as if they were true Invisible Shadows.
They pounced towards a Frost Giant Warrior on a Warship.
That Frost Giant Warrior, facing the pouncing Blood Shadow, swung the long halberd by his side and thrust it forward.
The halberd's blade glowed with an ice-blue light. That was an Innate ability originating from the Frost Giant Race. If stabbed by this halberd, the Wound would necrotize under rapid freezing temperatures.
However, the Blood Shadow seemed completely unconcerned by the halberd's Attack. It directly passed through the halberd and pounced on the Frost Giant.
The Frost Giant, who was three to four meters tall, instantly collapsed to the ground after being pounced on by the Blood Shadow. By the time the Blood Shadow flew up again, on the Deck, the originally tall and robust Frost Giant was left with only a limp, drained Skin.
Laufey roared. He looked at the surrounding Thick Mist, searching for his Fleet within the Thick Mist.
He saw Blood Shadows flying everywhere, dense and countless. There was no sign of the Fleet.
(end of chapter)