Chapter 1161: Twilight of the Gods, Surtur's Crown

The next day, Aaron opened his eyes, turned his head to look at Wanda who was sleeping on his shoulder, and an intriguing smile appeared at the corner of his mouth.

They seemed to be a little crazy last night, so crazy that they almost lost their minds.

"This won't happen again. Don't do this again.

One person can't handle it, I need at least one more person." Aaron thought with some pride, then carefully sat up from the bed, dressed, and washed up.

Aaron had only taken a few steps out of the bedroom when Abe ran over with a letter in his mouth.

"Master, this is what Hela left for you."

"Huh?" Aaron was stunned for a moment, then reacted, "Is she gone?"

"She left before dawn." Abe showed a humane shy expression. "I sent her to Norway."

"The birthplace of Norse mythology?" Aaron said with a complicated expression, "If there is a portal to Asgard, it is indeed possible.

He just left without saying hello. He still hasn't learned any manners after all this time."

"Master, she left a letter for you." Abei reminded.

Aaron opened the envelope and found only a few words on it.

The contract between us is over, and from now on Hela Odinson owes Aaron Gaius nothing.

When you get home, say hello to your parents for me.

"baffling."

Aaron chuckled and put the letter into the space magic circle.

After all, it was a letter left for him by the goddess of death, so it was still quite commemorative.

But it's not so easy to break up. Ragnarok still has to find a way to save her life, and she will still owe him a favor by then.

"When did I become so sentimental?" Aaron laughed self-deprecatingly, then looked towards the bedroom door. "Wanda is the only woman left in the house now, and I'm having a hard time adjusting."

"Master, are you going to call the other mistresses back?"

“No, they all have their own tasks, but Daisy can be taken over.

I can feel that the time for me to return home is getting closer, and it’s time for her to prepare herself mentally.”

......

Muspelheim, the Land of Fire among the Nine Realms.

Crimson flames scorch the earth, and hot magma spreads like veins to every corner of the world. The extremely hot and dry climate means that only a few species can survive in this country.

Deep underground, Thor, the long-lost god of thunder, was imprisoned in a small cage, his body tightly bound with chains.

“I know what you’re thinking.

No, Thor is in a cage, what's going on?

Sometimes you have to get caught before you can get anything out of someone.”

“It’s a long story, but I’m actually a hero.

I went to Earth for a while, fought a few robots, and saved the Earth a few times.

Then I went searching the universe for some magical, multicolored Infinity Stones, but I couldn't find any."

"I then encountered a path of death and destruction, and ended up in this cage." Thor said, looking up at the humanoid skeleton opposite him, "and I met you."

Click! Kaka!

A gust of wind blew, and the skeleton's jaw fell off and slid down along the bones in its chest.

"How long do you think we'll be here?"

As soon as he finished speaking, the cage opened from the bottom.

Thor fell downwards under the influence of gravity, and when he was less than half a meter away from a pool of magma, he was hung in mid-air by the chains on his body.

"Hehehe! Thor, son of Odin."

Thor followed the direction of the sound and turned his body with difficulty. Surtur, the king of Muspelheim and the king of fire giants, came into his sight.

Surtur wore a crown and sat on a dilapidated throne. His body seemed to be made up of red lava and dark brown stones, and flames continued to burn on the surface of his body.

But the Fire Giant King looked very weak at this moment, like a dying old man, and even raising his hand seemed laborious.

"Surtur, son of a turtle.

You're still alive? I thought my father killed you half a million years ago."

"I cannot die," Surtur said calmly, "I have not yet fulfilled my destiny and destroyed your homeland."

“It’s a good thing you brought that up, because I’ve been having nightmares lately.

Asgard was engulfed in flames and reduced to ashes.

And you, Surtur, are in the midst of it all."

“Then you have witnessed Ragnarok, the fall of Asgard.

Great prophecy..."

"Wait, wait." Thor interrupted Surtur's excitement and slowly turned his body, which was suspended in the air by the chains. "I will be able to turn back soon."

"I really think we just had a very good conversation." Thor turned and looked at Surtur. "Okay, Ragnarok, tell me about it. Tell me in detail."

"My time has come." Surtur was unconcerned. "When my crown is once again bathed in the eternal fire, I will regain my full strength, taller than the mountains, and plunge my sword deep into Asgard..."

"Wait, wait a minute." Thor started spinning again. "I swear, I didn't move at all. It was spinning on its own. I'm so sorry."

"Okay, is that what happened?

You're going to put your crown into the eternal fire and then you're suddenly the size of a house?"

"A mountain?" Surtur corrected.

"The Eternal Flame is the one that Odin locked away in Asgard?"

"Odin is not in Asgard." Surtur said with a meaningful smile, "and your departure has left the royal power defenseless."

Thor raised his brow slightly, Odin was not in Asgard.

It seems that the last time the All-Father left Asgard, he went to Jotunheim to rescue him and Loki.

"Okay! Where's the crown then?"

"This is my crown, the source of my power." Surtur pointed to his head and said proudly.

"That's a crown! I thought you just had exaggerated eyebrows."

"It's the crown."

"Anyway, it sounds like all I need to do to stop Ragnarok is rip that thing off your head."

Surtur smiled and stood up from the throne, slowly walking towards Thor with a flaming sword in hand. "But Ragnarok has already begun, and you cannot stop it."

As Surtur approached, Thor squinted his eyes because of the bright firelight.

Surtur lifted the chain, and his giant face burning with flames almost touched Thor's face, "I am the end of Asgard, and so are you.

Everything will be consumed by fire."

"That's intense," Thor said, looking at him. "Honestly, it must be pretty spectacular to watch you get big and burn up a planet."

"But it seems I can only choose the second way, that is, I break free from these chains, knock your tiara off your head, and hide in the bunker in Asgard."

"You can't stop Ragnarok, so why resist?"

"Because all heroes do that." Thor said as he quietly opened his right hand hidden behind his back, but as if he suddenly thought of something, his expression froze for a moment.

"Wait, sorry, my timing is bad."

At this moment, the sound of breaking air suddenly came from a distance. Before Surtur could react, a smile appeared on Thor's face.

"coming."

Mjolnir punched through the wall and flew towards Thor.

Thor also broke the chains with force, grabbed the handle of the flying Thor's hammer and distanced himself from Surtur.

"You made a big mistake, Odinson." Surtur smiled calmly.

"I often make big mistakes," Thor said casually.

Roar!

Suddenly a roar was heard in the cave. Thor subconsciously turned his head and saw a giant fire dragon looking at him ferociously.

In addition to this giant dragon, dense swarms of fire giants surrounded it from all directions like a tide.

"Looks like the results are pretty good!"

The fire giant roared and rushed towards him, and Thor swung his hammer and smashed it down.

Thor's hammer gave off silver-white lightning, which spun wildly in his hand, smashing the attacking fire giant into powder. For a moment, no one could get close.

Then he threw Thor's hammer, and Thor's hammer rotated rapidly with him as the center, forming a simple protective net.

The fire giants that rushed up were smashed by the rapidly flying silver hammer. Occasionally, one or two rushed into the protective area, but were easily defeated by Thor with his bare hands.

Leaving a brief gap, Thor opened his eyes and recalled Mjolnir.

Then he jumped high, stimulated the power of Thor in his body, and smashed the ground with a hammer.

boom!

Thunder roared, and the silver-white lightning storm blew away all the fire giants that were rushing towards them. Even Surtur couldn't help but take half a step back.

Barely able to stand steady, Surtur immediately swung the giant flaming sword in his hand.

The tip of the giant sword released a fierce red flame, shooting straight towards Thor.

Thor immediately turned Thor's hammer, and the silver hammer head and handle spun wildly with lightning, forming a light silver shield in front of him.

The pillar of fire hit the shield and spread, flying over Thor's head and sides. The huge impact force pushed him back slowly, leaving two shallow marks on the dry reddish-brown ground.

After holding on for a few seconds, Thor gripped Mjolnir tightly and pushed forward with all his might.

The lightning dispersed the flames, and he seized the opportunity to fly towards Surtur, hitting the fire giant king in the face with two consecutive hammers, and large sparks fell to the ground.

After landing, Thor swung Thor's hammer again and again, knocking Surtur back repeatedly, leaving him with almost no ability to fight back.

After Odin took away the Eternal Fire, he lost the source of his power and became weaker day by day.

clang!

Surtur barely managed to swing his sword at Thor, and the red-hot flaming sword created a few sparks on the ground, but Thor had already flown onto a pillar.

Zizizi~

Silver-white lightning gathered on Thor's hammer. Surtur looked in the direction of the sound, but before he could react, Thor's full-strength attack had already landed on his head.

boom!

This king of fire giants was no different from ordinary fire giants. After a scream, his body turned into ashes and fell to the ground.

His crown also fell to the ground, but it absorbed all the fire from his body.

Thor picked up the crown and tied it behind his back with the chains that had previously bound him.

Roar!Roar!Roar!

Countless fire giants rushed up from all directions, their number was much greater than before, and there was no end in sight.

Thor couldn't help but break out in a cold sweat. Even a large number of ants could kill an elephant.

Even he would be exhausted to death if faced with a large number of fire giants.

"Heimdall, I know it's been a while since we last met.

But I really need to get out of here.”

Thor looked at the ceiling and raised Thor's hammer high.

The next moment, a colorful beam of light fell from the void and took Thor away from Muspelheim.

......

Asgard.

Thor stumbled out of the silver-white portal. Heimdall's lips curled up slightly, "It's rare to see you in such a mess."

"Really?" Thor patted the crown behind him. "I think I'm still very brave."

"By the way, Surtur said Odin is not in Asgard. Where did he go?"

"Well..." Heimdall hesitated, "I really want to tell you, but...it's better for you to go and see it yourself.

If you don't mind, help me beat him up."

Thor frowned and flew towards Asgard.

Halfway through his flight, he landed on the ground and stared blankly at a huge golden statue in front of him. "What the hell is this?"

"Loki?"

Thor suddenly understood something and flew forward faster.

Loki must have returned, otherwise there wouldn't be such a flashy statue in Asgard.

Even his grandfather Bor was just a stone statue, but Loki was a gold-plated statue, placed in such a conspicuous place.

"Brother, the time has come. I am going to die."

"You're so stupid, why didn't you listen to me?"

"sorry."

"Ms. Sif, go find someone to help."

......

The square of Asgard was transformed into an open-air theater. The God King Odin was lying on the sofa, enjoying the fruits handed to him by the maid, and appreciating the drama with great interest. Occasionally, when he was in the mood, he would recite a line or two.

Thor walked through the crowd and his face turned dark when he saw this scene.

This drama adaptation is extremely outrageous, as it portrays Loki as a hero of Asgard, but for him it is yet another proof that he is being teased by his good brother.

The drama ended and the audience applauded enthusiastically.

Thor smiled twitchingly and nodded to Odin, "Father."

"Damn it," Odin blurted out, but quickly adjusted his expression. "Hello, my son."

"This play is really interesting. What is it called?"

"The Tragedy of Loki in Asgard. The people want to commemorate him."

"It's certainly worthy of commemoration. I like that statue; it's so characteristic of him." Thor lifted Surtur's crown. "Do you know what this is?"

"Surtur's skull, what a powerful weapon!"

"Do me a favor and lock this in the bunker, before it turns into a giant monster and destroys the entire planet." Thor handed the crown to the guard beside him, then looked at Odin seriously, "So... where is Odin?"

"What did you say? Am I not right here?"

"You shouldn't have built that statue, nor should you have written such an... outrageous play," Thor said with a speechless smile, "I know better than anyone that he's still alive and well."

"Ah this..."

"Loki, I have to admit that your pranks have improved a lot!

Does Mother know? If she doesn't, I'm afraid I'll have to fulfill Heimdall's request." Thor paused. "Beat you up."