Chapter 335 The Conqueror—James Howlett

  The collapsed continent of Asgard looked like a cookie that fell to the ground and was about to burst.

  With the golden pillar of light rising from the eternal fire as the center, the flames that penetrated from under the earth's crust cut the land of God's Domain continuously.

The Asgardian army, which had little fighting spirit, hurriedly responded to the doomsday disaster, and Heimdall also jumped off the "Sirius" early, urging the "Rainbow Bridge Key" in his hand to use it. The flow-colored bridge of light constantly shifts the positions of the army and the people of God's Domain.

  But at this moment, the entire God's Domain continent is collapsing, and no land can survive the disaster.

The sharp claws filled with golden flames pierced through the chest, and the "Goddess of Death" Hela, who was crucified on the seabed of Asgard, no longer struggled to resist, and the screams and screams that seemed to be able to penetrate the eardrums also became thin and weak. Hardly audible.

  The pupils of the eyes are golden, floating in the stream of eternal flame, through the sea tide, through the earth, through the sky of immortal stars in Asgard.

James Howlett gradually "saw" a "world tree" that resembled thousands of clusters of stars, extending down from the depths of the endless void, and its shining "rhizome" sank into the continent of Asgard deep in its roots.

  In a spring water invisible to the naked eye, the root of "Yuktrazil" runs through it. It connects the entire Asgard in series, giving the continent its magic and the life on it mighty.

Hela Poulsen's soul and spirit are linked together with the core source of God's Domain, the "Fountain of Uerd". She bathes in the nutrients of the spring water, and stepping on this land, Hela's life is about to To be immortal, the power is infinite.

  Until meeting the eternal fire that can cut off or even shatter this link.

   "Hela, maybe you have misunderstood Odin all along."

  A realization came to James, and he whispered in Hela's ear.

While twisting the fist and wrist, from the chest where the claw blade penetrated, the body of the "Goddess of Death" disintegrated and dissipated inch by inch into dark and thick smoke, and the wisps of black mist turned into golden sand-like light under the burning of the golden flame. point, hovering and flying towards the galaxy, very much like the scene where the **** king Odin died.

  A golden sharp claw of an invisible substance slashed towards the "Fountain of Wuerde", and the sparkling spring water instantly dimmed, like pearls and jade covered in dust.

  The land of Asgard no longer crumbles, the sea no longer roars. The precarious "Ancestor Mountain" was about to collapse, and gradually returned to calm. The god-clan civilians inside the giant stone gate stopped praying to the god-kings of the past, and opened their eyes little by little.

  The glaring and ferocious cracks on the ground remained, but Asgard was saved from the fate of being completely destroyed. Under the huge waves and tides that split, James swayed his silver frost and stepped on the shelf of the seabed step by step.

  Days later, Frigga was surrounded by twelve goddesses and walked towards the shore of the Rainbow Bridge. Heimdall and Sif led the army of God's Domain to follow behind.

  Until the figure of the "Wolf Emperor" appeared, Odin's widow crouched and bowed her head.

  "The snake of fate always repeats itself with its long tail in its mouth. 'Twilight of the Gods' is fulfilled today, but it is also broken today."

  The "Sirius" floated above Asgard's head. Everyone in the Howlett family stood on the outer armor of the empty starship, looking down with calm expressions.

  Tian Hou Frigga's leisurely, somewhat desolate voice was enveloped by the power of magic, and continued to shuttle across the entire continent.

".I, Odin Poulsen's wife, Queen Frigg, represent the Aesir and Vanir gods to the king of Midgard, the strongest of mankind, and the new conqueror of the nine kingdoms of the world tree James. Howlett, offer the surrender of Asgard."

"Asgard will honor the rule of the 'Wolf Emperor' and recognize your might. May your claws be far from my people and people, may your invincible legion no longer trample this land, and may you conquer the road At the end of the world, let my sons return to my side, may your power not only bring destruction, but also forgiveness"

  After finishing her speech, Queen Frigg knelt down slowly under the horrified eyes of the mournful and solemn Asgardians moaning and weeping.

It seemed as if a gust of sea breeze blew by, and the brilliant golden flames all over James' body suddenly dissipated. He stood not far in front of Frigg with his hands down, looking at this land where there was no endless light, gently nodded.

  "The catastrophe that sweeps across the entire universe and every living being cannot escape is coming soon, Asgardians, may you live and multiply peacefully in the fertile soil of your hometown."

   As soon as the words fell, James lifted his toes lightly into the air, flew towards the starship in the sky, and jumped onto the head of the silver-white wolf's head while breathing.

  I just feel that in the unspeakable realm, the nine blazing light spots spreading from the branches of the world tree have added two more blessings to me.

Looking at the giant spaceship that slowly drove away, the speed became faster and finally turned into an icy blue starlight, and disappeared from the galaxy of God's Domain, Frigga took a deep breath, the layer of her body that was vaguely bound by fate was broken. It was completely broken.

   "Whoah! Whoa whoa!"

  The piercing sound of a baby crying suddenly sounded, and Frigga was stunned for a few seconds, and hurriedly followed the sound, looking for it in the crowd.

  Because of the "twilight of the gods", the woman who was forced to give birth to a child in the ruins of a golden palace was finally unable to give birth with peace of mind, leaning limply in her husband's arms.

  The baby in her arms has not yet broken the umbilical cord, its limbs are throbbing alive, and the crying in its mouth is particularly powerful.

   "Woooo. It's okay, little guy, it's okay."

  Leaving the fetal blood and fluid on the newborn's body sticking to her body, Friggie held the baby and pinched off the umbilical cord connected to the belly, and gently rocked it in her arms.

  Heimdall groped for a section of the wall and sat down slowly. The Excalibur in his hand seemed to become much lighter.

   His gray pupils looked at the Sea of ​​God’s Domain without the reflection of the rainbow, and his cheeks relaxed a little bit, as if he saw something.—

  With the "Universal Rubik's Cube" as its energy core, the Sirius not only flies in the void, but also shuttles through the gaps in space, visiting the remaining countries one by one along the branches of the World Tree.

  In addition to Asgard, which has already surrendered, and its sister race, Vanerheim, the country of the Vanir Protoss.

  The land of pure white crystals, where the sky will never leave, and the Alfheim, which is as gorgeous as the aurora, belongs to the land where the elves of light live.

   These elves, who are indifferent to the world, love nature and light, and have pure and vigorous life, all have outstanding appearances and are born with unique magical powers.

They are the most kind and friendly race, especially when James appeared from the starship, the majestic vitality and the eternal flame representing the essence of all life in the universe burned, and the elves of Alfheim all gathered together He bowed his body and offered the obedience of this country.

  Belongs to the kingdom of the undead, Haim's Underworld, a place of eternal night, cold and foggy, only the dead can reach.

  Here is a black-brown jungle that spreads like a spider web and has hideous branches. There is no civilization and settlement, and there is no life.

   There is also Walter Alheim, an uninhabited planet with a withered yellow appearance mixed with gray and gray.

  Its surface is also as it appears, it is endless desolation, cloudy, rocky, and there is no sign of life.

  Here was born earlier than the Asir Protoss, and even existed at the beginning of the universe, and it belonged to the kingdom of dark elves.

   They were in the same era as Odin's grandfather "King Bulli", and they were the most powerful civilization that the Asgardians had ever encountered in conquering the Nine Realms.

  But now there are only endless wastelands and deserts left on this planet. Under the raging wind, there will be a corner of the architectural relics belonging to the dark elf civilization in the peeled-off sand dunes, telling the story of the long time under the dusk sky.

   Until the scorching heat wave and the air full of gunpowder smoke were sucked into the lungs, the world of Muspelheim, located in the abyss of the world tree, next to the "Golden Gallon" gap, the horn of the battle of conquest was sounded.

  A giant lava dragon not much smaller than the Sirius fluttered out from the bottom of the magma sea.

  As the giant dragon wings swayed the flame torrent and the lava flow rose up, the mountains and plains covered with ocher red rocks were densely filled with the flame creatures and giants of this country.

  The giant spewed flames towards the spaceship, as if intending to greet the incoming enemies with its huge mouth.

  There is no starship in the universe that is more indomitable and more boring than the Sirius made of vibrating meteorite mountains.

  The roar of bone shattering and thousand-degree high-temperature dragon blood poured down like a heavy rain. The dragon's mouth was wide open, and the flame dragon that was smashed into a pile of rotten flesh did not even leave a complete body.

   Out of the mouth of the wolf head of the starship, fully armed legionnaires leaped out, and hundreds of small Vibranium fighters fought together with the flame giants of Muspelheim.

  "Storm" ascended to the sky alone, she felt the unique power of the celestial phenomena in this world, condensed the storm billows and meteor fire that completely covered the fiery red halo of the sky, and wiped out the lives here in large swaths.

  James jumped off the spaceship, facing the flood, with flames bursting from his body from time to time, and the flame giant with dark red skin and rock texture just walked forward.

  Besides, Laura, Steve, Bucky, Red Devil, Nightcrawler and others rushed forward, paving the way for him.

Until a flame giant with a height of more than three meters and huge horns extending from the brow bone crookedly walked out of the hole, the long sword drawn in his hand delineated the deep lava cracks, and the massive flame creatures gradually stopped Crazy fighting, shrunk to the rear.

   "Fire Giant, Surtur."

  If it is said that when James saw Odin for the first time, James still had a feeling of seeing a mythical figure appearing in front of him, but now he saw the flame giant king who had survived from an unknown age, but he didn’t feel anything at all.

  He glanced at the cross-shaped giant sword in Surtur's hand. In the epic of the Asa protoss, it is called the "Sword of Twilight", a weapon that can pierce the continent of God's Domain.

  But at this moment, the big sword is mottled and dark, and the blade is covered with dark brown rust and cracks, without the slightest expression at all.

   "Asgardians? No, your smell is not the unique smell of Odin's descendants! I can't remember how many thousands of years I haven't smelled this smell."

  On Surter's long and narrow face, the round hole-shaped nose took a deep breath, but what he exhaled was two black and red pillars of fire.

   "Some things you might forget, but this."

  Boom!

It exploded from James' eyes, and then lingering around the body, the rising eternal flame overwhelmed all fires. The moment it appeared, all the flame creatures and giants felt the unspeakable "hotness" rising from the depths of their souls, and their legs couldn't bear it. Live slightly bent trembling.

   "Hoho!"

  Surter roared and slammed the Twilight Sword on the ground, flames gushed out from his seven orifices, exploded in the shape of a mushroom cloud above his head, and radiated to the surroundings.

   "Eternal fire! My eternal fire!"

  The flame giant stepped up with the huge sword upside down, twisted his body and swung the sword to slash down, but was chopped off by three sharp claws burning with golden flames, and broke into several pieces and fell to the ground.

  Surter held the Twilight Sword with only half of it in both hands, and the fiery red flame surged from his feet all the way to his fists, and a solid pillar of fire shot out from the broken blade, spraying straight towards James.

   It seems that the "treasure" that has been recited day and night, and that can't be forgotten after ten thousand years has been dazzled.

  James faced the torrent of flames, as if facing a warm spring breeze, and walked up without any discomfort, until he walked up to Surtur step by step, and the golden flames flickered, cutting off his hands.

   "Not impossible, the eternal fire belongs to me. Even if it is taken away by Odin, it cannot be controlled by him. Who are you!"

   Surtur, who has not yet recognized the status quo, bent his body, and as the figure covered in golden flames approached him, an indescribable sense of powerlessness filled the flame giant king's body.

  He still tried to lift his feet and blast James, but after his legs were cut off at the knees, he knelt down in front of this strange figure who took away the power of the eternal flame, and finally closed his mouth.

   "I have some doubts about your intelligence level, Surtur, in the ten thousand years that you have owned the eternal fire, you are just a barbaric native with infinite arrogance by virtue of its power"

  James didn’t seem to intend to continue talking with the Lord of Muspelheim. He shook his head in disappointment, turned around and decapitated while walking away, and took off Surtur’s head embedded with a crown of flames.

  All the flame giants and lava creatures retreated like a tide, hiding in valleys, ravines and magma depressions.

  The red devil teleported with the head of a flame lizard in his hand, and was now beside James. In this world very similar to the dimension of hell, he was extremely comfortable.

   "Let's go, go to the next stop."

After receiving the head of Surtur thrown by James, Asazzo happily threw away the battle souvenir he had already chosen, and happily hugged the big guy who looked like a crown and head, looking left and right, very energetic asked loudly:

   "Dad! You said so."

   "After fighting the flame giant, I just went to see the living ice giant and set off for Jotunheim, which should be the place where Odin sacrificed."

  (end of this chapter)