Chapter 1204 A Perfect Heavenly Father-Level Sparring Partner—Don't Give Up on Your Fate!
Snapped!
Aaron clasped his hands together, closed his eyes devoutly, and said, "I give thanks to all the ingredients in this world. I'm starting to eat."
The next moment, Aaron flapped his wings and flew to Surtur at almost teleportation speed, delivering a heavy punch to his chest.
His terrifying physique, coupled with the boost to his physical abilities from becoming a half-dragon, brought his strength and speed to their peak, even shaking the giant Surtur's body.
boom!
Surtur took a half step back, raised the Twilight Sword, and slashed at Aaron.
But before the sword could even touch Aaron, his figure vanished from the spot and flew to Surtur's front.
"you..."
Snapped!
Aaron slapped Surtur across the face, leaving a clear handprint.
Compared to Surtur's giant face, this palm print was very small, so small that it was hard to notice even upon close inspection.
But it is difficult to remove; even flames cannot burn away the mark.
"Horn's slap wasn't fast enough or hard enough."
That's why you're so arrogant; I won't make the same mistakes he did.
Surtur felt the burning sensation on his face and roared in grief and rage, "I'll kill you!"
Meanwhile, laughter erupted from all sides in the universe who were watching the battle.
They weren't familiar with Surtur, but he was definitely the most unrespectable and shameful Godfather in history.
Ragnarok was originally his legend, but now... it's become a joke.
Aaron watched as he raised the Twilight Sword and thrust it at him, then summoned a portal connecting to his back.
As the Twilight Sword pierced down, Surtur involuntarily let out a muffled groan.
"Damn mage."
"To correct you, I am the God of Magic, the God of Magic."
"Although we are of the same rank, the God of Magic has a great advantage over the Father. You should be able to clearly feel that!" Aaron said casually, and then used the illusion and portal to unleash a set of dragon-slaying magic on Surtur.
The dragon's wing strike, with its arms wreathed in dragon flames, lashed Surtur's neck like whips.
The fire dragon, its horn gleaming with dragonfire, struck Surtur's abdomen with its head.
The dragon's hook claws, enhanced by dragonfire to boost leg power, launched itself into the air before delivering a spinning kick that struck Surtur's chin...
After each attack, Aaron would pause briefly to absorb the flames on Surtur's body and replenish his magic power.
After a round of attacks ended, Surtur, who had taken a full set of Dragon Slayer magic damage except for the Dragon Slayer Secret Technique, leaned on his sword, panting heavily, his face full of anger.
This combo wasn't too damaging to him. Before Ragnarok ended, his divine power was inexhaustible. Unless his very essence suffered irreparable damage, even a fatal wound could be quickly healed.
But it was extremely humiliating, and he was on the defensive the whole time.
Gaius was like a disgusting mosquito, occasionally sucking his blood, but always managing to escape from his grasp.
"You'll pay the price."
Surtur plunged the Twilight Blade into the ground, and countless fiery cracks spread rapidly, covering the entire Asgard in the blink of an eye, even the sea was not spared.
Red flames erupted from the cracks, without any pattern or direction.
"Let us perish together with Asgard!"
Aaron extended his right hand expressionlessly, making a loose clenching motion.
"still!"
click!
The world seemed to turn gray and white at that moment, and the aura of destruction that permeated Asgard also froze.
"countercurrent!"
Time began to rewind, the towering flames retreated into the cracks, the fissures began to close, and Surtur pulled the Twilight Sword from the ground.
If he wanted to stop Ragnarok, he couldn't just stand by and watch Surtur destroy Asgard.
Although this country has now been razed to the ground, it still exists, it just needs to be rebuilt.
"What happened?" Surtur's mind flashed back to what had happened, and he opened his mouth in fear. "I clearly..."
"Clearly, you failed," Aaron said casually. "I happen to know some time magic, although it consumes a lot of mana, but..."
"I'm not worried about energy expenditure when I'm with you."
puff!
Surtur felt as if he had been stabbed in the heart, a sharp, cold pain shooting through him.
To kill someone, you must first destroy their spirit; to kill someone, you must also destroy their spirit!
"Too deceiving."
Enraged, Surtur raised the Twilight Sword and unleashed a crescent-shaped fiery slash that was ten thousand meters long.
Swish!
A crimson flash streaked through the air at incredible speed.
Aaron's gaze narrowed slightly, and he immediately made a horizontal slashing motion, unleashing a blue slash, but on a much smaller scale.
boom!
The two slashes, one vertical and one horizontal, collided in mid-air, creating a violent explosion.
But in the end, Surtur was superior, his scorching strike, accompanied by a sharp airflow, forced Aaron to fly backward.
Surtur seized the opportunity, locked onto Aaron who was flying backward, and slashed out with his sword again.
"Die!"
The two red slashes combined to form a fiery cross, instantly increasing their speed and catching up with Aaron in the blink of an eye.
Boom!
Aaron raised his hands, and an orange-red magic circle flashed in his palms, while the fiery cross transformed into illusory green light butterflies that scattered and danced in all directions.
"Sorry, killing me isn't that easy," Aaron said calmly. "I was a bit presumptuous. Physical strength alone isn't enough to withstand an attack from a Heavenly Father."
Surtur snorted coldly, and after the Twilight Sword sliced across the ground, it suddenly pointed upwards.
The flames scattered across Asgard suddenly surged, and countless sharp spikes shot out from the flames, hurtling towards Aaron.
The earth seemed to transform into a laser cannon platform, constantly emitting deafening booms.
The temperature rose sharply, and the entire sea began to boil, with white steam rising into the air.
As countless crystal-like red spikes approached him, Aaron activated a spatial magic circle with one hand, took out a silver-white longsword from it, and shattered all the spikes with a simple sweep.
Aaron tapped the silver blade with emotion, and a clear, ringing sound rang out, as if expressing his joy to his master.
"Kill a Godfather, and you'll leave your own legend in this universe."
"Let me introduce this sword. It's called 'Star Abyss,' a divine weapon specially crafted for me by an elder in my family."
You are honored to be the first Heavenly Father it kills.
The moment he finished speaking, Aaron spread his dragon wings and flew rapidly toward Surtur.
when!
The Star Abyss and the Twilight Sword clashed together, producing a tremendous sound.
Surtur pressed down hard, simultaneously channeling his divine power into the Twilight Blade.
The Twilight Sword began to emit a red glow, and its temperature rose infinitely, yet not a single flame was visible.
Surtur also learned his lesson and did not give Aaron the chance to devour the flames.
A blue bull's head pattern flickered in Aaron's pupils. The power of the bull talisman was at its maximum, yet it was still slowly pressed down by the Twilight Sword.
He was confident that he was no less powerful than Surtur, but the opponent had an absolute advantage in size, and a simple swing of his sword was like a mountain crashing down on him.
The temperature of the Twilight Sword, in particular, gave him the feeling of standing shoulder to shoulder with the sun.
If it really were the sun, that would be one thing; swallowing a star is a huge undertaking, but it's not impossible for him.
But this was just a red-hot iron pillar, which did nothing but affect his condition, making him feel hot and thirsty.
The next moment, a huge ice-blue magic circle appeared on the hilt of Xingyuan's sword.
Blue ice appeared on the silver-white blade and gradually spread upwards, rivaling Surtur's fiery energy.
Surtur noticed this but didn't seem to care, saying, "You are very strong."
"I think so."
"But compared to me, you are nothing but a tiny insect."
After speaking, Surtur bowed slightly, and with his movement, the power of the Twilight Sword naturally increased, sending Aaron flying.
Surtur swiftly stepped forward and grabbed Aaron in his palm, leaving only his head peeking out from between his fingers.
“Insignificant,” Surtur said smugly. “That is your greatest tragedy.”
"hehe!"
Aaron chuckled dismissively, showing no sign of the tension or fear of being caught.
It's not that he can't grow bigger; with shape magic, transformation magic, and the demonic energy of the mountain demon Pogan, he can become a giant even larger than Surtur.
It will be a fair and overwhelming match. Given the same size, the Fire Dragon Slayer Magic alone is a natural counter to the Flame Giant King.
The reason he has been fighting Surtur in his normal form is partly to adapt to the state of the God of Magic. Since becoming a god, he has basically never fought in his complete form, which has caused his body to be unable to keep up with the state of overflowing magic power.
And before the real battle arrives, Surtur can serve as his sparring partner.
Its attack methods are simple and almost entirely fire-based, so it deals very limited damage to him.
With Ragnarok's 'infinite health bar,' you don't have to worry about accidentally killing him.
His entire body was engulfed in flames, and when his magic power was low, he could absorb flames to restore it...
Therefore, his gratitude towards Surtur was absolutely genuine; such a perfect, god-like sparring partner could not be bought with any amount of money!
On the other hand, it is to buy time, prevent Thanos from saving half of the universe's life, and kill Surtur to stop Ragnarok. These two tasks must be completed in a specific order.
He needs to stop Thanos first and then kill Surtur so that he can gain an advantage and face the next enemy with relative ease.
But if the situation were reversed, and Surtur was killed first, he would have to face a situation where he was surrounded by wolves and would have no time to deal with Thanos.
Unless Ark and his group complete their mission successfully and on time, or absorb more than 10,000 points of magical energy from Surtur, he will definitely be put on the defensive.
Therefore, Surtur absolutely cannot die before completing the first mission, or before Ark and his team seize the Infinity Gauntlet.
"You can still laugh when you're about to die?" Surtur held Aaron in one hand and raised the Twilight Sword in the other, pointing the tip at Aaron's head.
"Ignorance is your greatest fortune."
puff!
Surtur thrust forward, but the crimson tip of his sword pierced a portal and lodged itself in his own arm.
He released his grip in pain.
Aaron, hovering in mid-air, said with a faint smile, "The portal is truly the most useful magic in Kamar-Taj."
“Next time, my sword will tear space apart,” Surtur said through gritted teeth.
“Is that so? But the price for ‘next time’ is extremely high,” Aaron said meaningfully, then began to chant a profound incantation.
"Measuring the heavens, opening the heavens, reaching the firmament, all stars shine, their brilliance shattered, all before me. Tedrapaplos! I am the ruler of the stars, opening the gates of the wilderness with complete orientation. All eighty-eight stars, shine, the annals of star charts!"
As the chanting began, a giant golden magic circle covered the sky above Asgard, its patterns rotating as it showered down golden light.
The pattern of a constellation magic circle appeared in Aaron's pupils, and the illusion of a galaxy composed of all the stars in the sky transformed the entire realm into an endless starry sky.
Countless planets of all sizes and colors surrounded Surtur, and the flames on his body were weakened considerably under the suppression of the star field.
"What... what are these?" Surtur asked in fear.
"Super Magic, The History of the Star Chart."
That's about one-tenth of my magic power, enjoy it!
As soon as he finished speaking, a giant pillar of light descended from the golden magic circle, suppressing Surtur's body.
At the same time, countless stars transformed into beams of light and shot towards Surtur.
boom! boom! boom!
After a round of all-around bombardment, the star field slowly dissipated.
Surtur's body lay on the ground, riddled with holes.
Flame vortexes appeared on his body surface, rapidly repairing his injuries.
"They're still not dead?" Aaron asked, feigning surprise.
"It's no use, you can't kill me." Surtur's voice was weak; his immortality was perhaps the only thing he could be proud of now.
"Ragnarok will continually increase my power, but you do not possess inexhaustible magic..."
"Wait, excuse me."
I must remind you, endless magic is also possible.
Surtur suddenly realized something, and the flames in his pupils turned into a furious crimson. "You dare?"
"At this point, is there anything I wouldn't dare to do?"
Aaron flew directly above Surtur, opened his mouth, and revealed sharp teeth.
The burning flames gathered in mid-air into streams of crimson, which continuously flew into Aaron's mouth, where he digested and absorbed them, replenishing his depleted magic power.
"Thief, burglar!" Surtur was furious, but powerless to do anything about it.
However, he inevitably had a sense of complacency, because although Aaron devoured the flames quickly, it was only a small part of his enormous body.
This means that at most he can slow down his recovery, but he cannot stop the process.
Once he stands up again, he will be even stronger. I don't believe we can't wear him down.
“Let me correct you.” Aaron used telepathy to transmit his voice into Surtur’s mind, “I am not a thief or a robber.”
I'm a robber, and I'm going to rob you.
Surtur paused for a moment, then let out a furious roar.
"Ah! I will kill you, I will definitely kill you."
Hearing this, Aaron nodded with a slight satisfaction.
You absolutely mustn't accept your fate. If you do, I'll have to face those important figures much sooner.












