Chapter 263

Chapter 263

Who’s coming… now?”

Baldur doubted his ears.

And then…

The sky that had turned red entered his field of vision where YuWon had been
observing.

“I said Surt.”

“He’s coming here?”

It was none other than Surt, a presence as great and dangerous as Odin in Asgard.

“Are you talking about the sky?”

He was perceptive.

YuWon felt relieved to see that he now seemed to be able to communicate to some
extent.

‘At least he’s not a fool.’

Sometimes a sense of justice can blind you.

That’s why it was so difficult to be a Hero.

You had to be fair, wise, and capable.

Fortunately, Baldur was close to being an Asgardian “Hero” in that sense.

Of course, he was still very young and unruly in YuWon’s eyes.

“Yes.”

“Why is he pursuing me?”

“Because you’re the Prince of Asgard.”

“Is that the only reason?”

“If he kills you, Ragnarok will be even greater. That’s what he wants.”

“Killing me?”

A face that still didn’t fully understand.

He had good perception, but it seems he still lacked much experience.

YuWon clearly explained the reason.

“Yes, with your death, Odin will make it so.”

Odin’s love for Baldur.

That was the final ingredient for Ragnarok to be complete.

With Baldur’s loss, Odin would break the peace he had maintained and start a great
war.

“My father…”

Baldur nodded slightly at YuWon’s words.

Baldur.

He knew more about Odin than anyone. He had a vague idea of what Odin would do
after his death.

“I see why you called me King.”

“When you die, this Tower will turn into a gigantic battlefield. So, for now,
you’ll be out of this fight.”

YuWon spoke again with more force.

“Your job is not to fight, but to survive.”

“Huh-.”

Baldur lowered his head in frustration and sighed.

His mind was in turmoil.

“I’m not used to this.”

To escape instead of fighting. That’s the only way to win this fight.

Baldur closed his eyes for a long moment and then opened them, looking at YuWon.

“What will happen to the other giants here?”

“They will escape too.”

“If Surt really comes, they won’t be able to flee. Giants are not very fast on
their feet, and besides…”

Baldur’s mind returned to the young giants he had encountered before.

“There are children in this city.”

The largest city in Jotunheim.

It was unknown how many hundreds of thousands or millions of common giants would
die if it fell.

That’s why Baldur couldn’t move his feet voluntarily even though he understood the
whole situation.

But then…

“Don’t worry,” Son OhGong said as he patted his chest from behind.
“I’m here.”

“I’ve heard the name Great Sage, Heaven’s Equal a lot, but…”

He doubted his ability to confront Surt, even if he was the Great Sage, Heaven’s
Equal.

And that doubt reflected on his face.

“Hey, don’t worry, I used to…”

“Stop,” YuWon said, preventing Son OhGong from getting too excited and jumping
around.

The sky, which had been as red as a late autumn sunset, had now turned completely
crimson.

There wasn’t much time left.

“Again, this is not a fight to win. It’s a fight to protect you,” YuWon said,
feeling the pressure of time.

When Baldur nodded, YuWon continued.

“Leave Jotunheimr to this guy. You and I will go to the Golden Castle together.”

“Are you sure?”

“Yes, and so are you…”

Casting a glance at OhGong, YuWon sighed deeply.

“Don’t fight recklessly.”

“I have confidence. Don’t worry too much, alright?”

“It’s when you seem so sure of yourself that I worry the most.”

But there was nothing more they could do at this moment than trust each other.

“The first priority is to evacuate the giants.”

“Do your job well.”

The corners of OhGong’s lips curled up, and his body floated up.

“It’s a waste of time if you just lose it.”

Surt began to move.

That meant this was going to be an all-out war.

And if Baldur died in the process, and Odin lost his composure, all their plans and
preparations could crumble.

Therefore, YuWon said confidently.

“Don’t worry about that.”

Kak-.

A pure white cloud swirled around YuWon and Baldur.

“It’s noisy, hurry up and go. Do you know how to handle it?”

“I’ll borrow it for a moment.”

YuWon circulated his Mana.

With a metallic sound, the door opened, and the Flying Nimbus carrying the two
quickly disappeared.

Tak-.

OhGong, on the other hand, slowly emerged.

His expression was filled with boredom.

“I’m not even fighting, I’m just doing stuff like this.”

Ung-.

Arcane Power accumulated in OhGong’s toes.

The immense Arcane Power that had consumed half of the Immortal Peach Garden began
to condense. The ground shook, and white clouds began to cover the ground from
OhGong’s feet.

His foot that had fallen once stepped firmly on the ground.

“Awaken-.”

Thud~

“Flying Nimbus.”

Guguugugu-.

As if there had been an earthquake, clouds began to rise above the ground.

An enormous cloud that enveloped Jotunheim.

It was as if the dark clouds in the sky had descended to the ground.

Even more…

“What, what is this?”

“Both in the sky and on the ground…”

“Clouds?”

The bodies of the giants of Jotunheim rose up.

The clouds lifted the city.

Sweat began to form on OhGong’s forehead, and a dazzling light emanated from his
golden eyes.

“Take them away.”

Hwareuk-.

The clouds began to move.

The Flying Nimbus lifted the hundreds of thousands of giants and carried them away.

Seeing that scene, Son OhGong’s eyes turned to the red sky again.

“Far away, very far away.”

Huh-.

One side of his golden eyes turned red, and he looked up at the sky.

Soon, the Eye of Muspel disappeared.

Now it was time for the other one to appear.

Zazac-.

The red sky opened, revealing two hands tearing through space.

Woo-.

A chill ran through his body just from its presence.

Thump-.

The world trembled for a moment as the figure that had opened the sky stepped onto
the ground.

Surt.

The pinnacle of giants.

His flames churned the earth and burned the world red.

“A step too late, Surt.”

The giant, with his entire body covered in hot lava, looked at Son OhGong.

He had realized.

That it was Son OhGong who had caused all this commotion.

But…

“Surt will have no intention of fighting you.”

As YuWon had said, Surt stopped paying attention to Son OhGong after seeing him.

His gaze turned to the city of giants, now being carried away by the Flying Nimbus.

In the face of Surt’s reaction, Son OhGong felt a pang of wounded pride, but at the
same time, he admired it.
‘Just as he said.’

“Because his targets are Baldur and Odin.”

Surt thought he had no opponent other than Odin.

No matter how high OhGong’s rank was and how skilled he was, his goal was to
provoke Odin.

Odin was all that mattered.

That’s why Surt wouldn’t worry about OhGong.

“First, we must find Baldur and get him out. Then we can move the giants of
Jotunheim, and Surt will be chasing in vain.”

“You mean using the giants of Jotunheim as bait?”

“Anyway, if we leave them as they are, the city will be destroyed. It will probably
disappear without a trace.”

It’s better to do everything possible to save them.

“Surt won’t be able to leave his position for long. We just need time. Therefore,
the key point of this matter is…”

“To avoid a frontal fight?”

“Exactly.”

He knew it well in his head.

It’s just that his heart didn’t understand.

That’s why YuWon repeated it over and over again.

“Please endure. You can’t face Surt alone right now.”

“Well, can’t I really…?”

Despite having expended a great deal of energy activating his Flying Nimbus, Son
OhGong couldn’t contain his burning fury.

“I want to test it.”

Kaaaak-.

OhGong pointed his Ru Yi Bang at Surt, who had completely taken his eyes off him.

“We just have to buy time, right?”

As long as the outcome is the same, it’s fine.

After rationalizing with himself, OhGong made a decision.

“It’s just that I can’t bear the curiosity.”

Surt, the fire giant who rules Muspelheim.

Occupying the fourth place in the rankings, he is known as the king of giants.

“How far am I from that guy?”

If he stopped before an opponent like him, he would no longer be the Great Sage,
Heaven’s Equal.

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[How far am I from that guy?]

Ding-.

YuWon, who understood Son OhGong’s situation through his player kit, sighed deeply.

As expected.

“This idiot, really…”

He thought he had matured a bit, but that wasn’t the case.

“Can we leave this to the Great Sage, Heaven’s Equal?”

“That guy won’t die.”

A firm belief in Son OhGong.

At least he could be sure of that.

“The question is how long he can hold on.”

If he were in perfect condition, it might not be a problem, but Son OhGong had
already spent a lot of energy using his Mana to move an entire city with its people
around.

Of course, in terms of total power, OhGong was probably among the top three in this
Tower.

However, he was still pushing his limits.

“Do you think he can withstand it?”

“I think he can. Although not for long in his current state.”

Baldur seemed puzzled.

YuWon left OhGong in charge of the giants of Jotunheim.

To buy time, to keep them alive from Surt, who was trying to find Baldur.

But YuWon didn’t seem to believe that OhGong could handle Surt in the first place.
“With that in mind, why did you leave the Great Sage, Heaven’s Equal alone?”
Baldur’s eyes narrowed at the idea.

“Are you planning to use them as bait and abandon them?” he added, with a
threatening look.

If he was trying to abandon the giants of Jotunheim to save himself, Baldur

wouldn’t tolerate it.

But luckily.

“No way.”

YuWon had no intention of abandoning either side.

“It’s difficult to stop Surt. It will take Odin himself to stop him.”

Odin was the strongest fighter YuWon knew, and he had reached the pinnacle of both
magic and spear handling.

As such, he was capable of defending against Surt. In fact, Surt had invested a
great deal of time and effort to defeat Odin.

YuWon knew it all.

That’s why Baldur couldn’t understand.

“If you knew that, why…?”

“Then now.”

Just as Baldur was about to ask why YuWon didn’t call Odin.

On the contrary, YuWon asked a question.

“Where is that Odin?”

Baldur couldn’t answer because he really didn’t know. But what he did know was that
this situation was just a piece of the puzzle that YuWon was painting. He could
feel it because YuWon was smiling.

Chapter 264

Chapter 264

Zhing-.

The Ru Yi Bang was intercepted in the middle. With Surt’s power in his hands, hot
flames were sent towards Son OhGong.

Huah, huahruhruh-.

The blazing fire flowed through his body as he rode the Ru Yi Bang.
He tried to channel the flames through the Golden Cinder Eyes, but it wasn’t
enough.

[The ‘State Anomaly: Burn’ begins]

It had been a long time since he heard a message like this.

“It’s like the first time I was trapped in the Eight Trigrams.”

An unfamiliar message for Son OhGong, who had a strong resistance to burns.

That meant Surt’s fire was very strong and hot.

But…

“Resistance is resistance, and my ability to endure is not easily dealt with

either.”

Kwak-.

Son OhGong injected more strength into the Ru Yi Bang, which was trapped in Surt’s
hand.

“Grow-.”

Giiiing-!

Arcane Power flowed into the Ru Yi Bang.

“Ru Yi.”

Boom!

As OhGong’s words fell, Surt’s body was lifted into the sky by the Ru Yi Bang.

The corners of his mouth turned upwards.

But that didn’t last long.

Hwahruh-.

Through the Golden Cinder Eyes, it could be seen how a huge meteorite fell from the
sky.

“What?”

At the same time as his surprise, Son OhGong’s Arcane Power moved.

The meteorite fell right after.

Guwoooooong-.

Crash, crash-!

The ground cracked around the place where the meteorite fell, and in its center, an
indeterminately deep pit appeared.

Purrr-!
In the next moment, a huge column of fire rose from the pit.

The earth trembled, and OhGong began to sweat. If I hadn’t hastily moved on my
Flying Nimbus, I would probably be in the center.

“It’s not a meteorite.”

OhGong, who had initially mistaken it for a meteorite, scratched his cheek in
disbelief.

“What an ignoramus.”

Thud~.

A massive figure emerged from the column of fire.

And right at that moment…

Kwaa-ang-.

Surt jumped up.

The giant was already tall enough to touch the sky, but when he stood up, he grew
even taller.

He wondered how far it would go.

Son OhGong’s view, looking at the giant through his Golden Cinder Eyes, became
blurry due to Surt’s fire.

And as his vision blurred…

Kwaa-ang-!

Surt’s foot, which had risen upwards, crushed OhGong’s body.

“Kuugh!”

OhGong screamed as the lower half of his body, including his waist, was crushed.

“You’re the monkey, aren’t you?”

Swoosh-.

Bending down, Surt’s eyes locked onto OhGong’s.

Despite the situation, Son OhGong opened his eyes and smiled.

“Good to see you, big guy.”

“Maybe if I kill you, they’ll stop.”

A voice that sounded amused.

One of Surt’s eyes looked towards the sky where the city rose in the distance.

Apparently, his target hadn’t changed.

“But they say you’re immortal, and though I don’t know if you’re really as
indestructible as the rumors say, at the very least, it means you’re much harder to
kill.”

Kik-.

Chi-chi-chi-chik-.

OhGong’s body burst into flames. Another level of burning, and OhGong stifled a
scream between clenched teeth.

“If you don’t want to die, bring them back.”

Knowing the difficulty of killing OhGong in the first place, Surt ignored him,
determined to find Baldur.

But just for a moment…

Son OhGong interrupted Surt as he tried to pursue the flying giants of Jotunheim.

“If I… hadn’t wasted so much energy on that…”

Crack-.

Clenching his teeth in frustration, OhGong stood up in one leap.

“I wouldn’t… lose…!”

Thud, thud, thud-.

Surt’s foot began to rise slowly.

From Surt’s perspective, it looked as if an ant was lifting his body.

“Kuahhhh!”

Flash-.

Surt’s body lifted.

But only for a moment.

“You’re using all your power, but it’s nothing against me.”

Kwajik-!

OhGong was once again crushed under Surt’s feet.

“Even if you don’t die, you’ll lose consciousness and fall.”

Surt raised his foot again.

With all his might, he was going to crush OhGong once more.

But then…

[Something is wrong, Father.]

A voice resonated in Surt’s head as they were in the midst of the fight.
The voice interrupted the fight, and Surt’s already bad-tempered face hardened into
a grim line.

“Who are you?”

[I am Suyar].

Suyar.

He was probably the fifth or sixth child. As a high-ranker with a fairly high
position in Muspelheim, he did not follow him and remained in Muspelheim.

Unless it was extremely urgent, he would not be able to contact him directly like
this.

“What’s the matter?”

He asked.

[Odin is here]

“Odin? In Muspelheim?”

Surt was surprised.

He looked down at Son OhGong, who was under his feet.

His sarcastic smile had turned into an expression that seemed to know something.

“You mean you knew he was coming.”

“Now you know, you little shit!”

The small figure spoke as if shouting.

Surt’s expression hardened at OhGong’s confident tone.

“Then, Baldur is not here.”

“…?”

This was not the reaction Son OhGong was expecting.

Without Surt, Muspelheim was a half-empty house.

Son OhGong was sure that Surt would be upset because he had been deceived.

“I have to go back.”

But something was wrong.

Surt’s relaxed attitude…

Thud.

Surt turned around.

As if he didn’t care about the fallen Son OhGong.

Then…

Crack-.

Surt’s legs, which had been moving step by step, stopped.

He turned to see a cloud that was tying his feet.

“You can’t go back.”

Son OhGong couldn’t bear to leave Surt trying to escape.

Initially, he wanted to confront him, but this time it wasn’t just for that reason.

“Just hold on for three hours.”

The real reason was a promise he had made to YuWon.

“Just three hours.”

“Are you thinking of enduring more?”

“There’s still a long way to go…”

OhGong’s eyes burned fiercely.

“Until the promised time.”

“…”

Son OhGong’s expression was reflected in Surt’s pupils.

The venom in his eyes reflected his determination to fight to the death.

Not an easy opponent to face.

Surt no longer looked at Son OhGong with contempt.

“Come.”

Tsutsutsuts-.

A red aura loomed over Surt’s body.

The fire he had been accumulating for so long burst forth, and in an instant, the
atmosphere grew even hotter.

“I’ll end this once and for all.”

Goooh-.

At the moment when Surt’s flames were about to explode…

Gung-.

The ground rumbled in the distance.

Surt’s head turned.

Then, a group of people entered the pupils of his mountainous eyes.

“It’s a war!”

“War!”

“Kill them!”

Thump, thump, thump-.

A horde with horns on their heads rushed forward.

Waves of demonic mana began to approach.

Surt looked up and saw a long-haired man floating above them, staring at him.

“Diablo…”

“Long time no see, Surt.”

A High-Ranker who eroded space while radiating Demon Energy.

Suddenly, the man flaunted his horns, which were as big as his own body, causing a
commotion.

“Let’s have a good fight.”

“…You came quickly.”

OhGong weakly smiled at the arrival of reinforcements.

Three hours.

It was not a short period of time.

Not even OhGong would be able to move the giants of Jotunheim and stop Surt alone.

And that was why YuWon sought out Diablo.

“I’ll take care of it.”

Diablo, together with OhGong.

And the other demons.

Certainly, they could delay time long enough.

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Arriving in Muspelheim, YuWon sent Baldur with Odin.

Odin was pillaging an empty house. It was a strategy to weaken Muspelheim’s forces
as much as possible while Surt spent time in the empty Jotunheim.
He and Baldur rode the Flying Nimbus to the Asgard ship they had prepared in
advance to quickly reach Muspelheim. He had an important reason to hurry to
Muspelheim.

‘Now that Surt is gone, we need to weaken Muspelheim’s power as much as possible
and…’

Jek-.

As he walked on the red earth, YuWon activated his Golden Cinder Eyes.

[‘Golden Cinder Eyes’ have been activated]

‘Burn it as much as possible.’

Hwaluk-.

In the midst of the great battle called Ragnarok, there were two main objectives:
to minimize the size of the war and to weaken Surt’s power in Muspelheim as much as
possible.

“He had been preparing for a long time. To fight against Asgard.”

Odin regretted his confident attitude that he would never be defeated and his
desire for peace. Due to those attitudes, an even bigger war broke out in the
Tower, and more people died.

To stop that, he needed to find the ‘Fire’ accumulated by Surt.

“And where has Surt accumulated his ‘Fire’?

“In the center of Muspelheim. The island where all the fire and lava flow.”

Chii-ii-.

When he set foot on the island, he felt the heat emanating from the ground.

YuWon frowned as he felt his skin burning. Before he knew it, giants with fiery
bodies blocked his view.

“A human.”

“Invader.”

“How did he get here?”

“Is he an Asgard Ranker?”

Each of these giants had inherited the power of the demons.

Most of them wielded elemental mana of fire and seemed to be able to withstand the
heat.

YuWon took a glance, and looked towards the huge crater opening among them.

‘There it is.’

The center of Muspelheim, where Surt had accumulated all the fire in the world for
so long.

In the time of Ragnarok, Odin had been defeated by Surt. Odin found it strange, but
the reason was the ‘fire’ he had accumulated over the years. And if that power had
been dispersed, Surt would not have been able to defeat Odin and win the war.

“Do you remember the coordinates?”

“Yes, I remember them.”

“Then, we have to destroy that place.”

That’s why YuWon thought it had to be stopped.

Everyone else agreed.

Except one.

“There is a better way.”

It was Odin who had a different idea.

He knew more about Ragnarok than anyone, and understood Surt better than anyone.

Swish~.

YuWon took out an orb that he had kept in his inventory for a while.

“In Muspelheim lies the Heart of Fire.”

“What are you doing?”

“Are you taking out a snack or something?”

The giants mocked YuWon’s sudden behavior.

And true to the giants’ words, YuWon put the Heart of Fire in his hand into his
mouth.

Gulp-.

The item that Son OhGong had struggled so hard to find.

“The only item that can withstand the immense fire of Muspelheim.”

Fwoosh~

His chest heated up. YuWon grabbed his chest in pain, as if his heart was about to
be completely burned.

And at that moment…

[You have consumed the ‘Heart of Fire’]

[You are defying the laws of fire]

[The ‘State Anomaly: Burn’ begins]

[‘State Anomaly: Burn’ has reached level 2]

[‘State Anomaly: Burn’ has reached level 3]

[The ‘Heart of Fire’ absorbs the fire around you]

[‘State Anomaly: Burn’ decreases.]

An item that defies the laws of fire.

The pain of the burns continued, but still, YuWon smiled.

It was just as Odin had said.

“Get that thing, distract Surt, and draw the ‘Fire’ out of there. So that you can
finally remove the ‘Fire’ from him smoothly.”

“When you do that, that Surt will have a real headache.”

The Fire, which had been collected for thousands of years, only to defy Odin.

And now, it was destined to be YuWon’s lunch.

Chapter 265

Chapter 265

Lights shone over the city.

The Valkyries in the distance were dumbfounded by the spectacle.

“This is King Odin…”

“The city has vanished.”

The city disappeared without a trace.

A city of giants, many times the size of a normal city, evaporated into thin air.

There was nothing that could stop it.

Odin’s power was beyond natural disaster, almost divine. Unless Surt himself came,
there was likely no one who could stop him.

“Forward.”

Odin gave the order to advance.

Two of the cities in Muspelheim had already vanished.

His eyes were filled with venom and fury.

‘Surt has set his eyes on Baldur.’

News of Surt’s appearance in Jotunheim had already been received.

YuWon and OhGong traveled there and kept Baldur safe.

He could rely on YuWon and the Great Sage, Heaven’s Equal for that.

Now, he had something to do.

“OhGong and Diablo will take care of Surt.”

It wouldn’t take long.

Surt, who was determined to return to Muspelheim, couldn’t be stopped for long.

But in the meantime…

“In the meantime, they will attack the cities of Muspelheim. To agitate Surt.”

Until now, Odin hadn’t moved because he didn’t know when Surt would move.

But now…

Surt had traveled to Jotunheim to kill Baldur, and Odin took the opportunity to
attack Muspelheim.

Only Surt could stop Odin.

That was a fact Surt knew well.

‘If that was your intention, to provoke me…’

Crack-.

The long spear in Odin’s hand grew stronger.

‘I will do the same to you.’

————————-

Bam-.

All the giants fell to the ground.

YuWon started walking toward his destination.

Thump-.

His steps were heavy.

He felt his stomach burning, as if his guts had already melted.

‘What kind of enmity did I have with fire in my previous life…’

His body burned, and it was hard to be patient with the fire.

The good news is…

[‘State Anomaly: Burn’ has reached level 7]

[‘Golden Cinder Eyes’ resist ‘Burn’]

[‘Holy Fire’ resists ‘Burn’]

[Burn resistance increases]

His resistance to ‘Burn’ was incredibly high.

Hah, hah, hah-.

While walking through the flames, YuWon continued to check his condition.

‘How much longer can I hold on?’

The Heart of Fire continued to absorb the fire constantly.

But this place was the very center of Muspelheim, so he didn’t have much time.

[Arcane Power increased by 1]

[Arcane Power property changes to fire property]

[Transformation begins]

Then, the nature of his Arcane Power began to change.

If he had made it this far, it meant he was halfway there.

‘Almost there.’

The fire intensified.

With that, YuWon entered the lava.

Boom-.

It was like falling into a sea of red.

The burns quickly intensified.

If he hadn’t obtained the Golden Cinder Eyes, it would have been difficult for him
to survive, even with the Heart of Fire.

‘Surt, he tried to devour this fire in the future.’

[‘Heart of Fire’ absorbs the fire around it]

[‘State Anomaly: Burns’ decreases]

He could still endure it.

No, as long as he had the Heart of Fire, resisting in this lava wasn’t that
difficult.

The problem was elsewhere.

Freee-.

Yuyuan’s eyes shimmered.

Amidst the crimson waves, a gigantic red crystal appeared in his pupil.

‘Is that it?’

That’s the ‘fire’ Odin spoke of, Surt’s fire.

The center of Muspelheim, the source of the fire.

A concentration of fire that had burned for countless years.

To create it, Surt had worked for a long time.

‘It’s even difficult to approach it.’

Normally, it would have been a force that YuWon’s body couldn’t withstand.

But now that he had swallowed the Heart of Fire, it’s a different story.

Inside YuWon, there was a massive container called the Heart of Fire.

Now was the time to fill it.

Swoosh-.

YuWon reached out his hand toward the crystal.

As he approached, he could feel the immense fire within.

When he brought his hand closer, a huge amount of Mana was absorbed by the crystal.

Woosh!

With the speed of a waterfall, the fire accumulated in his heart.

The burns eased and started again repeatedly. But at some point, it reached the
point where it was difficult to endure with the Heart of Fire alone.

From now on, relying solely on the heart was not possible.

Fwoosh-.

[‘Holy Fire’ adapts to the ‘Heart of Fire’]

[The ‘Heart of Fire’ adapts to the ‘Holy Fire’]

From now on, it was real.

‘The limit of what my body can withstand was surpassed long ago.’

Indeed, it was impossible for him to handle the fire that Surt had gathered with
his current body.

All he could do now was “transfer” the power.

The idea of controlling it all had to be abandoned.

If he became greedy, he could lose everything.

This action is like saying,

‘This is the first time I steal.’

Stealing an empty house. It’s like entering an empty house and taking the strength
Surt had accumulated and storing it in a container.

———————–

“Do you think he’s doing okay…?”

Son OhGong murmured as he lay on the ground with his arms outstretched. His upward
gaze captured the half-red and half-blue sky. After Surt disappeared, the sky
returned to how it was before.

Diablo staggered over and sat down next to OhGong.

“You’re not as good as the rumors say.”

OhGong raised his head.

His golden eyes narrowed as he looked at Diablo.

“Are you picking a fight with me?”

“I’m just stating my honest opinion.”

“I’m tired, that’s all. I’m tired.”

Lifting the entire Jotunheim was no easy task, even for OhGong.

It required a massive amount of Arcane Power and a great concentration to use the
Flying Nimbus.

Naturally, he was destined to tire out soon.

“That’s true too. But it’s different from what I’ve heard. Did you have such a soft
heart? It’s foolish to waste so much energy trying to save those people.”

“Now you’re mocking me?”

OhGong gave Diablo a look and scratched his head.

“It’s because of a promise. There’s nothing I can do.”

“A promise? With whom?”

“There’s something like that. Why do you want to know?”

Diablo shrugged off the probing question.

Having transformed into his original form once during the fight against Surt, it
was now difficult to maintain that form, and he had returned to his human form.

“Anyway, in the end, we failed. That bastard actually managed to escape.”

“Would we have won if we had kept fighting?”

OhGong asked, and Diablo looked at him.

The answer was unexpected.

Surely he would have regretted not seeing the outcome.

“It wasn’t a fight we could win. We should be grateful that he left hastily.”

“But you fought hard for someone who thinks that way.”

“Well, we’ve bought enough time.”

Five hours.

That was how long they held out against Surt.

Fortunately, there was no significant energy loss during that time.

It was thanks to Son OhGong and Diablo.

At first, Surt fought as if he would kill both of them, but then he realized it was
taking too long and turned around.

“You don’t always have to defeat your opponent to win,” he said, “because in a
fight where you don’t have to fight, the one who gets what he wants wins.”

The corners of OhGong’s lips twisted upward.

“Therefore, the result of this fight is not what you think.”

Certainly, it wasn’t a pretty fight.

No one died, and the outcome wasn’t decided.

Diablo, on the other hand, thought that this fight might not be his victory.

But Son Goku’s reaction was unexpected.

“I’ve heard that the Great Sage, Heaven’s Equal hates losing more than dying. It’s
a bit different from the rumors.”

Diablo, who thought OhGong was his kindred spirit, looked at him in surprise.

Actually, OhGong had a similar personality to Diablo.

He loved to fight, enjoyed it, and hated to lose.

But there was definitely a difference.

“The fight should be seen in the long run.”

“The fight should be seen in the long run.”

That’s what YuWon said.

“Someone told me that. Don’t just focus on defeating the enemy in front of you. The
true victory is much further than what we have in front of us.”

The long, long battle against the Outer Gods.

OhGong had won and lost many of those battles.

He lost allies and suffered defeats.

Instead of simply enjoying the fight and winning, he began to think about how he
could ensure that everyone survived.

“So, this fight.”

It was in that fight that OhGong learned a lesson about the greater good.

“We’re going to win.”

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Surt returned to Muspelheim.

It was to contain Odin, who had no opponent.

Standing on the burning land, Surt looked at the wounds on his arm.

“It’s a nuisance.”

Sharp tooth marks.

The wounds had not yet healed, and the blood was still flowing.

It was inflicted by Diablo.

Pak.

Shortly after, he felt another pain in his chest cavity.

This one was bigger than the one on his forearm.

“Great Sage, Heaven’s Equal…”

Is he truly immortal?

The image of Son OhGong daring to fight ignorantly, relying on his physical
strength and life force, came to mind.

A small man, wielding a staff bigger than himself, at the exact moment, used a
technique called the Flying Nimbus to tie him down, and took advantage of the
opening to plunge the Ru Yi Bang into his chest.

It was quite a shock.

OhGong and Diablo suffered worse injuries, but it was a humiliating blow to Surt,
who thought he had no opponent in the world other than Odin.

After the fight, he returned.

“…What the hell happened?”

Surtr, who returned to his home after a long time, showed a surprised expression
that seemed like it could tear apart at any moment.

Fallen giants on the ground.

As soon as he saw them, a single thought passed through his mind.

“This can’t be.”

Surt rushed towards the lava.

The lava seemed warmer than usual. The difference was too pronounced to be a mere
illusion.

And as expected…

“…Who’s there?”

There was no response.

“Who did this?”

The “Fire” he had been working on for so long had disappeared into thin air.

Vogl-.

Surtur’s anger caused the cooled lava to boil again. Surtur emerged from the fiery
lava.

“Find him.”

Ziying-.

Surtur’s voice spread through the air, so that tens of millions of giants could
hear it in the distance.

“Find the Fire and bring it to me, or else…”

Thump, thump, thump-.

Before he could finish speaking, the giants behind him moved hastily.

“You will all die by my hand, not Odin’s.”

He had to find the Fire that had vanished. He had to take it, even if it was not
fully formed yet, to definitively defeat Odin.

The giants began to move.

They unleashed their giant hounds, which could track the fire, and set off in
pursuit. For once, Surt had no intention of standing still.

“He couldn’t have gone far.”

The Fire had not yet become an item that could be stored in the inventory.
Furthermore, the temperature was too high to hold it with bare hands and move it.

The Fire couldn’t have gone very far. So he could still find it.
Surt thought so, unaware that the Fire he longed for had already vanished from the
world.

Chapter 266

Chapter 266

Under the black, pitch-black ground where no light can enter…

Thump-.

Thump, thump, thump.

The hurried sounds of the giants resonated from there.

He could sense their urgency through the sound. From that, YuWon could deduce the
situation.

“He’s back.”

Anyway, it was about time for him to return.

Luckily, time was on his side. That meant OhGong had done a good job.

Chi-chi-chik-.

He could feel a massive amount of mana through his heart.

Now that he had transferred it, it was time to make it his own.

He thought it would take some time.

Surt’s fire was more than YuWon could handle at the moment.

It was a huge mana ball that would have been difficult to even approach.

But no matter how difficult it was, this was going to take much longer than he
expected.

“…I’ll have to spend a few years to digest all of this.”

He needed time.

That was something he already had in mind.

The unexpected thing was the other good news.

Whir-.

The Fire was melting into YuWon without resistance or clash.

When he first obtained the Fire, he thought it would be difficult.

[Arcane Power has increased by 1]

[The nature of Arcane Power has changed to ‘fire’].

[The nature of your Arcane Power has completely changed]

[Resistance to the fire element has greatly increased]

[‘Holy Fire’ is now reacting to ‘Heart of Fire’]

Instead, YuWon’s mana started stirring like a fish in the water.

His whole body seemed to boil like lava. It was said that most players who wielded
Elemental Fire Mana had fiery personalities, and this must be the reason.

The confidence to fight anyone and not lose.

In these cases, most of the time, they overestimated their power and didn’t fully
grasp their strength.

“I’ll have to be careful.”

YuWon closed his eyes as he distanced himself from the giants searching for him.

And for a moment, YuWon could accurately comprehend what was happening inside his
body.

Whir-.

A fire larger than the fire he was consuming.

As if wanting to take all this fire for itself, it had a will of its own-.

It was the “Holy Fire.”

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Tap-.

The sound of small footsteps reached his ears.

Foolish Chaos approached Surt and tilted his head.

“You called for me.”

“Did you know?”

“What are you talking about?”

“Someone has stolen the Fire.”

There was no surprised reaction.

Surt’s eyes gleamed.

Imagining the guy in front of him bewildered was difficult, but this was clearly a
reaction he knew.

“Why didn’t you stop him?”

If he had known, he could have stopped him.

Foolish Chaos, though it didn’t seem like it, was hiding a great strength.

If he had known, he could have stopped him.

No.

Looking at the figure in front of him now, there weren’t even traces of having
fought.

“I told you, I can’t move until the right time comes.”

“Are you telling me that because of that promise, you gave up the Fire I gathered?”

Surt’s anger caused the surrounding air to heat up. The lava flowing in front of
Foolish Chaos grew hotter.

“Well…”

A smirk mixed with Foolish Chaos’s voice.

“You wouldn’t say that if you knew what I’ve promised.”

“What?”

Crack!

Surt couldn’t contain his anger and stomped on Foolish Chaos.

He could feel an ant bursting between his toes, and although he had been with him
all these years, he had no time for such things when he had lost the Fire.

“Where did that guy disappear like an insect…?”

-Don’t you really know?

Ssss-.

A violet mist rose from where Foolish Chaos was stomped.

-Who I am. Where I come from. You should already know.

“So, what do you mean?”

-I’m not saying anything. I’m just saying, don’t unleash your anger on me.

“What?”

-Didn’t I teach you how to make Fire in the first place?

Woosh-.

Surt felt the veins on his forehead pulsating.

It was a correct word. But even if that were true, it was an unchangeable fact that
Foolish Chaos had just stood by and watched.
But still, Surt didn’t dare to touch Foolish Chaos again.

The reason was simple.

“And? What do I do now?”

Because he still needed him.

Foolish Chaos was the greatest strategist Surt had ever known; he knew and spoke of
all things as if he could see the distant future.

“The Fire has disappeared. What’s the next step?”

-There is no next step.

“There isn’t?”

-The Fire was the only way you could outwit Odin. Besides, the tide has already
changed.

Upon hearing the voice of the violet mist, Surt felt himself reaching the limits of
his patience.

There is no next step.

Which meant there was no way they could win this war.

-Everything we’ve done to prepare for Ragnarok has been in vain. For some reason,
the enemy is one step ahead of us.

“Is it Odin’s doing?”

-It’s someone else. Odin had no intention of breaking the peace.

“Then, who the hell…”

His head spun.

The only two people he could think of who could have been a factor were the Great
Sage, Heaven’s Equal, and the Giant Slayer, both High-Rankers, and both capable of
making a difference in a great war.

But this time it wasn’t just that.

The Fire had disappeared.

The fact that someone had taken something that no one else could steal meant they
already had everything prepared to carry it out.

-Ragnarok was supposed to be longer, with more guilds involved, more dead Baldr,
more forces fighting for the destruction of Asgard.

In those words, Surt perceived that Foolish Chaos was showing emotions for the
first time.

Confusion, anger, curiosity.

It was a mix of thoughts.

-Someone is betting more than me. I never even thought that someone else could take
the Fire.

“It doesn’t matter anymore, just find a way to win, any way!”

-There is still a way to win.

The enraged Surt calmed down a bit.

There was a way.

All that was left was to put his hopes in it.

“What is it?”

-Snuff out Odin’s breath with your own hands.

“……?”

Surt’s eyebrows twitched.

The answer was too obvious.

If he killed Odin, the war would end. He was an existence as great as Asgard
itself.

But Foolish Chaos didn’t seem to be serious in the first place.

There was a smirk in the words that followed.

-Since you don’t understand, I’ll repeat it: the reason you can’t win this war is
because there’s no way to kill Odin.

Surt, who had lost his Fire, could never defeat Odin.

Foolish Chaos’s words meant just that.

“Do you want to die…?”

-You can’t kill me. You’re just a foolish and bulky giant.

Does this mean it’s over?

Foolish Chaos no longer showed any courtesy towards Surt.

It was a wise tactic to abandon a piece that had already lost its way and had no
way to survive.

Reviving a piece that was already dead was useless, and it wasn’t Foolish Chaos’s
way.

-Odin’s moves may be momentarily stopped, but after that, only the fall of
Muspelheim remains.

Boom, boom, boom!

In the end, Surt’s impatient palm made the purple mist explode.

In an instant, the remnants of Foolish Chaos words meant just that.

vanished without a trace. Surt, who was boiling with anger, finally destroyed the
last of him with his own hands.

“Aaaahhhh!”

Surt screamed in rage.

The world trembled violently around him. The lava boiled and rose to the sky,
spilling over Surt’s body.

The anger couldn’t be controlled. He wanted to crush the culprit who had stolen his
Fire and make Foolish Chaos disappear without a trace.

But…

“It doesn’t matter if he’s not here. Even without the Fire, Odin will be crushed
with my own hands.”

For now, he had to win the battle.

The fight had already begun.

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Brunhilde and Thor stood side by side.

A city with a Golden Castle. Outside of it, the two stood, looking at the same
thing.

“The Heavens.”

“Yes…”

A pure white wave began to appear on the horizon.

As it slowly approached into view, its identity became clear.

The Great Guild, the Heavens.

The angels were approaching, illuminating everything with a fierce fighting spirit.

“Why the Heavens?”

“The Demon Kings have joined our side.”

“Is that why they’re betraying us?”

“They are a tribe whose hatred for the Demon Kings comes first rather than
calculating gains and losses.”

“Isn’t Muspelheim also a group of demons?”

“They don’t fight for a sense of justice, that’s what it means.”

“It’s disgusting.”

Thor extended his hand.

Kwalung-!

With a blue lightning, a small hammer appeared in Thor’s hand.

An item that symbolized Thor, the Prince of Asgard.

It was Mjolnir.

“A whip is the best medicine for them.”

Skaak-.

Brunhilde also unsheathed her sword.

But unlike Thor, who was about to jump out of the way, she looked at the angels in
the sky who were approaching clearly.

“There’s Michael.”

Michael.

The strongest of the Archangels, the most powerful.

He himself had come here.

“He must have realized that Odin is not here.”

The supreme power of the Golden Castle undoubtedly belonged to Odin, whose presence
made it the strongest fortress in Asgard.

Brunhilde and Thor were both High-Rankers in the ranking, but in terms of strength,
they were insufficient compared to the angels of the Heavens led by Michael.

In terms of power, the Valkyries and the Rankers of the Golden Castle simply
weren’t enough.

“Where are the Great Sage and Hercules? They should be able to stop him.” (Note:
Sometimes referred to as “Great Sage, Heaven’s Equal” will be summarized as “Great
Sage” for easier translation) “They are both gone.”

“Even Hercules?”

“Yes. It seems he left with Hephaestus.”

“Damn it.”

“It’s going to be difficult.”

Thor turned his head at Brunnhilde’s words.

“So, are you suggesting that we flee?”

“Places can always be restored, but people cannot. Even in this Tower of countless
mysteries, there is no way to resurrect the dead.”

“No.”

Thor shook his head firmly.

“The Golden Castle is Asgard itself, a symbol. Once a symbol is destroyed, it

cannot be restored.”

Fazik, Fazizik-.

A blue lightning bolt shot out of Thor’s body.

He was the Son of King Odin and a High-Ranker known as the Blue Thunder.

He began to display his power freely.

“So I will fight here.”

Tap~

With those words, Thor walked forward.

For everyone to be behind him.

So that the others in the Golden Castle could escape.

But then…

“Always speaking with grand and useless words.”

A voice mocked.

“It’s just an excuse because you have no power.”

Whoosh.

Thor and Brunhilde’s heads turned.

Crackle.

A golden lightning bolt appeared, different from Thor’s blue lightning.

It was blinding, as if the sun had appeared right in front of them, and they
couldn’t see their opponent.

A moment later…

“…Zeus?”

There he was, a handsome man with a golden beard.

Kak-.

Zeus, the Sinner of Asgard, had been released from prison and was approaching.
Chapter 267

Chapter 267

Pajik-.

A stream of yellow light and another of blue light collided at the center.

Before Zeus was imprisoned in Asgard, Thor, who had brought him here, had shown
strong hostility towards Zeus.

He was clearly a sinner of Asgard.

“Why are you here?”

He must have been imprisoned.

As evidence, he still had shackles on his arms and legs.

Holding a heavy chain with balls to hinder his movements, Zeus looked at Thor.

“Why, aren’t you here too?”

In the face of his snide remark, Thor became even angrier. He had already been
considering risking his life in this fight, so it wouldn’t change anything if there
was one more enemy.

One more opponent wouldn’t change that.

“We don’t have time.”

Fazizk-.

A blue lightning pushed back the golden waves.

“Let’s go.”

Thor seemed ready to attack at any moment as he tightly gripped his hammer,
Mjolnir.

And then…

“I’m not here to fight you now.”

Thor noticed that Zeus’s gaze had turned towards the angels of the Heavens, who
were now quite close.

“I was asked to do something.”

Zeus’s brow furrowed as he said it.

It was a decision he had made after much thought, but he still didn’t like it.

“With the Demon Kings on our side, the Heavens will probably join Muspelheim.”

YuWon’s prediction was correct.

Zeus also thought the same.

“Angels are like that. Their opposition to the Demon Kings is so great that even if
they are at an absolute disadvantage, they will still join the opposite side.”

“And Foolish Chaos will take advantage of that to destroy the Golden Castle.”

Foolish Chaos.

Zeus’s eyes twisted at those words.

The one who had long ago shaken Zeus and Olympus and had given him the Power of the
Outer Gods.

But he had long since lost his connection with Zeus.

“To make Odin stagger?”

“The Golden Castle is Asgard itself, and to touch its symbolism is to touch
Asgard.”

“Will that guy appear here too?”

YuWon shook his head.

The chances were not zero, but they were too slim.

“Ragnarok is not that guy’s stage. That guy’s final stage will be when Surt’s neck
is about to roll.”

“I see.”

“Do you want to capture him?”

“I knew I was being used, and I endured because I thought it would be worth it…
but…”

Zeus’s eyes swept over the narrow, dark cell.

“I can’t take it anymore.”

In his gaze was clear hostility towards Foolish Chaos.

It was difficult to justify simply because “it would be worth it,” but it was a
good reaction, at least for YuWon.

But Thor, who knew nothing about these things, couldn’t understand his reaction.

“A favor?”

From whom?

He still couldn’t believe it, but if Zeus was on their side, that would be a great
support.

He was the leader of Olympus, one of the most powerful forces among the great
guilds, and ranked within the top ten.

He might not be as powerful now that he has lost his Lightning Bolt, but that
doesn’t change the fact that he is Zeus.

“I don’t care who he is… but…”

Paz-zuz-.

A golden wave pushed against Thor’s lightning.

Thor’s eyes widened as he held Mjolnir in his hand against Zeus’s power.

It didn’t seem like he was exerting much force.

Zeus was overwhelming his power so easily.

“Don’t be so arrogant. We don’t need your help to stop those guys.”

Klang, Kururur-

Then, dark clouds filled the sky.

The appearance of a great thunder dragon emerged behind Zeus. Even Thor, who
wielded the same lightning ability, felt as if his body had been paralyzed by the
overwhelming pressure.

Gulp-.

He couldn’t move.

Just by approaching, he felt as if his whole body was paralyzed by an electric

shock.

‘A different dimension.’

He only thought about the size of the visible ability.

But it wasn’t just that.

He thought that losing his Lightning Bolt would make Zeus just a scarecrow, but it
wasn’t the case.

He’s a tiger, even if he’s missing teeth. His big body and sharp claws were still
there.

Chick, chick, chick-

The Arcane Power writhing in the clouds moved.

And in the next moment…

[Lightning Bolt]

Flash-!

A bright yellow light burst through the sky.

Thud!

Zeus’s lightning struck down on the angels from above.

——————

There was a pause in the battle.

Odin, who had been advancing towards the center of Muspelheim, heard that the
Golden Castle had been attacked and prepared to retreat.

But that was only for a moment.

Upon hearing that Zeus was coming to aid the Golden Castle, Odin canceled the
retreat.

The advance continued.

At a rather fast pace. Valkyries rode on horses, soldiers on floating boats.

The destination was set.

‘The battle will be fought there.’

Odin thought of the place YuWon had chosen.

The center of Muspelheim.

Where the hot lava flowed from this Tower.

That was where YuWon had said this great battle would end.

‘It’s not far.’

A few days had passed since they arrived in Muspelheim.

After the first day, the fight had been easier than expected.

All that remained of each city were the few giants who had fled.

Most cities were empty.

“Are they preparing for the final battle?”

Strange, he thought.

For a great war like Ragnarok, was this all they had prepared?

Although Surt was not a very intelligent being to say the least, the plans for the
Ragnarok in the Great War seemed too loose and weak.

“All forces on this side are already gathering at the promised place.”

The great army of Asgard, including the Great Sage, Heaven’s Equal, the Giant
Slayer, the Demon Kings, and the Valkyries, who rested exhausted, were all
gathering at the place YuWon had mentioned.

What could Surt have prepared to stop such a force?

The idea that something was still at stake did not disappear from Odin’s mind.

But then…
Kyaaah-!

Somewhere in the sky…

A distant scream made Odin, riding a celestial horse, look up.

Gooo-!

A whitish shadow crawled through the ink-black clouds.

Slowly, as the distance closed, they became larger and more numerous.

Dozens.

No, hundreds.

“Leviathans?”

Odin’s brow furrowed at the identity of those things.

It was a monster that even some of the top rankers would find difficult to handle.
Even among the Leviathans of the Dragon Race, they were a breed that could fly.

“A Leviathan is a type of monster that does not qualify as a player. But there is
only one group of Leviathans that could have such a large number.”

As expected…

Goo-goo-goo-.

Kee-hee-hee-hing-!

The celestial horses of the Valkyries, including Odin’s own, roared.

Dragons were one of the races that ruled this Tower, and they were also the top
predators of all races, except for the players.

Even if it was a precious Celestial Horse with the ability to fly, it would be a
mouse before a cat in the presence of a dragon.

Furthermore, the creature that began to reveal its form now was a monstrosity that
occupied the pinnacle of that dragon race.

Kraaaa-!

Guuuu-.

With a single roar, the thick clouds tore apart. Several Celestial Horses crashed
to the ground unconscious, and the airships that had been flying in the sky also
lost their function.

The torn clouds revealed the form of a giant dragon, including hundreds of
Leviathans.

Red scales, sharp and thick.

The creature moved with great pomp without hands or feet, as if it covered the
entire sky with its body.
It was only the second time Odin had seen something like this.

“Britra…” (Note: Other names, Beritra or Vritra) If the other Leviathans were small
fish, this one was a whale.

One of the creatures at the top of the dragon race.

A dragon known to be the most dangerous creature in the Tower.

“So, you were Surt’s hand, huh?”

Roooar-!

Odin smiled at the roars of the Leviathans.

The identity of the unease that had been shrouded in a veil was revealed.

Ung, ung, ung-.

Kkwaaak-!

Odin’s spear trembled in his hand.

At that moment…

“Come forth!”

Odin’s spear, Gungnir, emitted a light.

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A cave without light.

It was tall and wide but narrow for the giants.

“Do you really think someone is hiding here?”

“Still, search every corner meticulously…”

“Stay calm, you fools. If we can’t find it, we’re finished.”

“It’s just that it’s narrow here.”

A group of giants walked laboriously, grumbling and complaining.

They were searching for the culprit, as ordered by the King of Muspelheim, Surt.

“But what the hell are we looking for?”

“I don’t know. He just said to capture any human.”

“Whoever it is, they’ve offended the king and are in trouble, so we must bring them
to him.”
Surt was famous for clinging stubbornly to anything once it angered him.

Most notably, he still held a grudge for his banishment from Asgard long ago.

So much so that, after an unimaginable amount of time, he has never stopped seeking
revenge against Odin.

Thump, thump-.

The cave echoed with the giants’ footsteps.

It was a cave that delved into the earth, so it was to be expected.

“But why does it keep getting hotter here?”

A giant asked, and the other giants who had been silent until now nodded in
agreement.

“Yes, you’re right. It’s getting quite hot here. Is it because it’s narrow?”

“Hey, move a bit to the side.”

“You, move a bit!”

The giants were crowding together.

Thump-.

At that moment, a giant walking ahead suddenly stopped and collided with the giant
behind him.

“What’s the matter?”

“It’s not because it’s narrow…”

Fwoosh-.

The giant’s eyes lit up.

“That’s why.”

Fwoooosh-.

A flame suddenly burst forth in the dark, lightless cave.

The violet flames seemed small at first, then grew uncontrollably in an instant.

A scorching heat engulfed their bodies. It was a temperature so high that even the
fire-resistant giants could barely bear it.

And there, amidst it all…

The giants were able to spot a small human figure appearing like a shadow in the
fire.

“We found him, Cha!”

“It’s the human!”

“Here’s the human!”

They shouted as loudly as they could, but it was futile.

Their voices were inaudible from above.

“You found me sooner than I thought.”

A drowsy voice as if just waking up.

“No matter…”

Hwaah!

Immediately after that voice, the flames enveloped the giants.

“A monster?”

“Why is the king here…?”

“What, what is that?”

Through the flames, the giants saw different things.

Some saw a shapeless monster.

Some saw their king, Surt.

Some saw Odin, whom they had heard about since they were children.

For a moment, their bodies froze in fear.

Zuruk-.

The bodies of the giants began to melt like liquid.

“Aaahhh!”

“Hot, hot!”

“Save me…!”

Step, step-.

YuWon walked among the giants.

None of them thought to stop YuWon.

The bodies of the giants melted away completely. YuWon walked while looking at his
palm, where the purple fire returned to his body.

“Is this the ‘Fire’?”

It was, and it was hotter and bigger than he had expected.

Now it existed in such a small form, but he couldn’t imagine how much larger it
could be if he used it correctly.
Above all, it was the Holy Fire that had consumed this great fire.

“On the contrary, I have to be careful not to be consumed by it.”

“Abba…?”

Danpung peeked his head out of his embrace and looked at YuWon.

YuWon smiled and ruffled his head.

“Yes, yes. Thank you.”

This time, YuWon had received a lot of help from Danpung. Danpung made an
exaggerated gesture and nodded his head to show his satisfaction at being praised.

‘The preparation is complete.’

He had already obtained the Holy Fire and had familiarized himself enough with it
to be able to control it.

All that was left was one task.

“Let’s go there.”

Towards the prepared battlefield.

YuWon took a step forward.

Chapter 268

Chapter 268

Surt, sitting at the top of the mountain, leaned on his chin and observed the
landscape.

The enormous mountain felt like a small chair to him. When he sat down, the
mountain transformed into an erupting volcano. As he lifted his head, he saw a red
dragon at the end of his sight.

“Vritra… (Brythra/Britra…)”

Surt frowned.

Why is that guy here?

Dragons had no reason to help him. However, it wasn’t difficult to imagine a

reason.

-Let’s halt Odin’s movements for a moment, but all that remains is the fall of
Muspelheim.

Foolish Chaos.

It was his doing.

“Is this what it’s supposed to mean to delay time?”

Vritra was the highest of the dragons.

Not even Odin would be able to kill him so easily.

Moreover, hundreds of Leviathans would be enough to stop Odin’s army.

Thud~

Feeling footsteps behind him, Surt turned his head from his position at the top of
the mountain.

He could sense a strange presence, and he knew it as soon as he saw it.

“It’s you.”

A man so large that he looked like a young giant.

He wore a lion’s skin over his head and walked with heavy steps towards Surt.

“The one shamelessly calling himself Giant Slayer.”

Hercules stood in front of Surt.

“I’ve never called myself that.”

Hercules’ eyes gleamed beneath the lion’s skin.

“It was you who called me that.”

Indeed, the title of “Giant Slayer” had been coined by the giants themselves, and
no one else. And for good reason, as Hercules had killed many of them.

Although it was a title created out of a misunderstanding, at this moment, he had

to accept that name.

“That’s what he said.”

Hercules’ faith in YuWon was deep.

“If you live, many more people will die than in the Gigantomachy.”

Kwaack-.

The mace in Hercules’ hand tightened. Ominous magic began to flow through the
ground. The ground sank beneath his feet, and Hercules’ body became heavy.

“So I have to capture you.”

Thud, thud, thud-.

[Gigantification]

Hercules’ body swelled.

His body took the form of a giant, and a supernatural amount of magic flowed
through him.
And at that moment…

Fear, fear-.

Surt felt a fear he had never felt before. But still, Surtur smiled.

“So the System has this function too.”

It wasn’t his own fear.

It was the fear imprinted deep in his genes, clinging to the System.

The name “Giant Slayer” had an effect that even made Surt tremble.

Of course…

“Amusing, simply amusing…”

That level of fear was nothing more than a mere precaution for Surtur.

“A guy who just entered the top 20…”

Thump-.

Thud- Thump, thump-.

As Surt stood up, mountains crumbled, and the earth shook.

“How dare you challenge me?”

Surt believed that, apart from Odin, there was no one who could be his enemy.

Hercules was said to be the enemy of the Giants, and looking at him right now, he
was indeed a formidable enemy. But that was just a story that held some weight in
fights between equals. In the face of the difference in power, the advantage was
meaningless.

“You’ve been too caught up in your hero games.”

“It’s not a game.”

“…!”

Surt turned his head at the voice he heard from behind.

How the hell did he move back there?

Wham!

Hercules’ club struck Sur’s head.

Crack!

A strong impact resounded in his head.

Surt’s head was driven into the ground. Hercules, who had obtained a new weapon,
slung his club over his shoulder and spoke.
“It’s justice.”

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Kwaang!

Surt’s fist and Hercules’ club collided.

Ziing!

Through his fist, he felt the solidity of the club and Hercules’ strength.

Thud!

Hercules stepped on Sur’s fist and moved. As Surt’s gaze turned toward Hercules,
Hercules’ club swung.

Twack!

Thud!

Surt’s body, larger and stronger than a mountain, staggered as he took the blow to
the chest. From Surt’s perspective, how the small body of Hercules could emit such
force was a mystery and impressive.

“Ugh…”

Surt groaned in pain in his chest. It had been a long time since he had felt such
pain. Not even during the fight against the Great Sage, Heaven’s Equal, and Diablo.

Bwoooong!

Hercules’ club flew back toward Sur’s head.

That’s dangerous.

The impact of the first strike still resonated in his head.

However, fortunately, Hercules’ fighting style was extremely simple and primitive.

Surt’s fist reached out for the club flying toward his head.

Kwaang!

The collision of the two forces drowned out the sound. Both Hercules and Surt were
knocked backward simultaneously, struggling to maintain their balance.

Surt looked at the club in Hercules’ hand.

“It’s not an ordinary weapon.”

This time, he swung his fist to shatter the club, which was the offensive weapon in
the first place. But the club, which appeared to be made of wood, did not shatter.
Even if it was enchanted to strengthen it, there was no way an ordinary wooden
stick would not break.

“A branch of Yggdrasil.”

After a moment of doubt, Surt was convinced.

He wondered how the hell he managed to turn something like that into an item, but
there were two people he could think of.

Odin, the bearer of the branch of Yggdrasil.

And Hephaestus, Hercules’ brother.

It was not impossible for the two of them to create such an item.

“So, this is the reason for your confidence.”

Hercules’ strength was astonishing.

In terms of sheer strength, Hercules was not inferior to Surt.

It was not for nothing that he was said to have the strongest body in the Tower.

He had no special abilities or items apart from Gigantification, but now the branch
of Yggdrasil was in his hand.

It was like giving wings to a tiger.

Moreover, with the title of “Giant Slayer,” he achieved superiority in terms of

affinity, even against Surt, making him a threat.

“At this moment, the branch of Yggdrasil is in Hercules’ hands, and he has come to
this place.”

It was strange…

“It can’t be a coincidence.”

There was a famous saying among the people of the Murim World that had now spread
throughout the Tower.

In this Tower, there are no coincidences.

Everything was inevitability disguised as coincidence, the result of someone

pulling the strings.

Furthermore, Foolish Chaos was such a person.

-Someone is betting more than me. I never thought that someone other than you could
take the Fire.

It was a statement he didn’t fully understand due to the excitement of the moment.
But after some time had passed, he slowly began to comprehend the meaning of those
words.

Surt’s gaze turned towards Odin and the Leviathans of Vritra fighting in the
distance.
In his own way, Foolish Chaos seemed to have prepared to buy time, but it was
nothing more than a temporary tactic. Additionally, Hercules, who had appeared
here, was not an easy opponent.

“I have to admit it.”

Fwoosh-.

Flames erupted from Surt’s body.

“Whoever it is, they have played a good game.”

The flames gathered in Surt’s hand.

The flames rising towards the sky formed the figure of a giant sword. It was a
representative ability that symbolized Surt, the fiery sword that shattered the
dense clouds of the sky.

“I will kill you before Odin arrives. That guy and you joining forces is what the
person who prepared the game wants.”

From now on, Surt would speak in earnest. He had also realized that this place was
the end of Ragnarok.

Hiss-.

The fiery sword twisted the air.

Hercules didn’t know how to avoid it.

First of all, he had never fought in such a battle.

The fiery sword clashed against Hercules’ club.

Pwung-!

Hercules was enveloped in flames.

Hercules, who had leaped towards Surt in a single bound, was charred and fell to
the ground.

Crack-!

The ground sank deeply, and Surt flew down there. Surt stomped on Hercules
forcefully to make sure he was dead.

“Did you really think you could make a difference just with that new weapon…?”

Bang, bang, bang-!

The ground shook like an earthquake with each kick from Surt.

While trampling on Hercules’ lifeless body, Surt yelled furiously.

“What do you think will change…?”

Thud-.

Surt’s foot stopped.

Surt, who was exerting pressure on his foot, realized that something was holding
onto his foot.

Crack!

The muscles of Hercules, which were beneath Surt’s foot, contracted.

He held the club in one hand and lifted Surt’s foot with the other.

“What kind of strength is this…?”

He knew Hercules was strong, but he didn’t know he was brutally strong.

Hercules, whose body was charred by Surt’s flames, opened his mouth and murmured
weakly.

“I’m not smart enough to understand what he’s thinking.”

He was not only strong. The moment he held the club made from the branches of
Yggdrasil in his hands, Hercules’ body turned into something completely different.

That was the power of the item, the power of Yggdrasil.

“However, one thing is certain.”

Hercules’s eyes, which rose from under Surt’s foot, gleamed.

“In the end, all of you will lose.”

“What arrogance…”

Hiss-!

Dropping his foot, Surt wielded the Sword of Fire once again.

The burning flames grew redder and redder. As if they had swallowed all the fire in
the world, the temperature became too high to approach.

“First, I’ll kill you, and then I’ll slit that ridiculous guy’s throat.”

He couldn’t kill Hercules with physical attacks. Sur, who realized that, tried to
swing his sword of fire again.

[The ‘Heart of Fire’ controls the flames]

[The ‘Golden Cinder Eyes’ control the flames]

[The ‘Holy Fire’ threatens the flames]

The messages appeared in Surt’s mind.

The flames in his hand trembled.

“What…?”

It wouldn’t have been a great threat to Hercules even if Surt’s sword of fire had
been swung. Moreover, not even Surt, who wielded the sword, could properly give his
strength, so his attack was useless.
Surt turned his head to search for the opponent who stirred his flames.

Hercules did the same.

“I see you’ve arrived.”

His mouth curved into a smile.

And at that moment…

“You came close.”

Thud~.

Above the collapsed rock mountain, YuWon approached Hercules and greeted him.

“Are you okay?”

“I’m still fine.”

Hercules stood up from the ground and shook off the dust and ashes from his body.

But Surt, who was in front of him, hadn’t moved since he had seen YuWon…

Tadak, tadak, tadak-.

The purple flame clung to YuWon’s body.

The familiar sensation of Magic Power flowing within his body.

“Yes…”

At that moment, Surt realized.

“Son of a b*tch!”

The thief who had stolen his Fire was indeed that guy, YuWon.