Chapter 450 - flame
Hela was dizzy from Thor's violent attack. For a moment, her brain seemed to be in chaos, and all her thoughts were messed up by this sudden attack.
She felt stars flashing in front of her eyes, and her ears were filled with the whistling sound of fists hitting the air and her own rapid breathing.
Out of the most instinctive defensive reaction, she quickly crossed her arms and protected her head tightly, trying to find a chance to breathe under this fierce attack.
Thor's fists fell like raindrops with a devastating momentum, and each blow contained the majestic power of the laws of light and lightning.
When the fists collided with Hela's arms, it seemed as if a gorgeous fireworks show was ignited in the air.
The deafening sound was like a thousand thunders, echoing throughout the palace.
Powerful energy fluctuations surged and overflowed, as if to draw everything around into an endless vortex of energy. Even the space was slightly distorted and deformed under the impact of this force, like the ripples that appear when a huge rock is thrown into a calm lake.
The anger in Hela's heart was like being poured with buckets of fuel, burning more and more fiercely.
She has always been a high-ranking existence that no one dares to disobey. When has she ever suffered such a great humiliation, being ridden under and attacked wantonly, and her dignity being trampled to pieces.
This is simply unbearable pain for her who is arrogant.
Finally, Hela's anger reached its peak under this series of blows, like a volcano that has been accumulated for a long time, erupting completely. Her eyes instantly ignited two burning flames of hatred, and the anger and murderous intent contained in the flames made people shudder. The dark aura around her was like a surging black tide, becoming more and more intense, as if it was going to drag the whole world into an endless dark abyss and swallow it up cleanly.
"Have you had enough fun?"
Hela's roar seemed to come from hell, with endless anger.
She exerted force with both hands and tightly grasped Thor's wrist.
With the strength of her legs and waist, she swung Thor violently, throwing him out like a weightless rag bag.
Thor's body was like a cannonball.
How could Hela easily let go of this person who made her lose face? The hatred in her heart bit her heart like a poisonous snake.
Her figure flashed and caught up with Thor in the air in an instant.
She stretched out her hand, which was wrapped in the power of death, and pressed Thor's head hard, then smashed it towards the ground.
Pushed by this unimaginable force, Thor's body rushed all the way, and deep cracks were smashed into the ground wherever he went.
The surrounding buildings collapsed under the influence of this impact.
The entire palace instantly turned into a ruin, and the broken walls and ruins were looming in the dust.
Loki was anxious to see Thor in such a dangerous situation and wanted to rush forward to help.
Just as he was about to rush out, Weiss stopped him.
"There is only one way now."
The source of Hela's power is Asgard, an ancient country with countless glory and history, which provides her with endless power.
As long as Asgard is destroyed, Hela will lose the source of her power and become like a beast without claws, vulnerable.
"You mean?"
Loki's face showed a look of shock, his eyes widened, as if he couldn't believe his guess.
"Ragnarok."
Loki instantly understood what Weiss meant, and a trace of struggle flashed in his eyes.
On the one hand, he knew that this was the only way at present and the last hope to save Asgard and everyone;
On the other hand, he was full of fear and uneasiness about triggering this doomsday war, after all, it meant the destruction of Asgard, which was his home.
But soon, Loki's eyes became firm, and he gritted his teeth.
At this critical moment of life and death, there is no time to hesitate or retreat.
He took a deep breath, calmed down the waves in his heart, nodded, and said, "I understand."
To trigger Ragnarok, Surtur must be summoned.
Since his birth, Surtur has shouldered the fate of destroying Asgard, and his existence is for this doomsday battle.
His legend has been circulating in Asgard for a long time, and is regarded as the most terrible disaster by the gods of Asgard.
However, to summon Surtur, his crown and eternal fire are needed, and these two crucial things are stored in Odin's treasure house.
Fortunately, Weiss seemed to have anticipated all this.
He solemnly handed the crown and eternal fire to Loki.
Without further ado, Loki immediately began the summoning ceremony.
He stood in a ruin, surrounded by choking dust and pungent gunpowder.
In the ruins, the broken walls and ruins were crumbling in the wind, as if wailing for the coming doomsday.
Around him, the air seemed to be attracted by his magic and began to spin rapidly, forming a small storm vortex.
He was muttering something in a low and mysterious voice, as if it had traveled through the tunnel of time and space, coming from the ancient mythological era, and talking to the ancient gods.
As he chanted, the crown in his hand slowly rose, emitting a strange light. The light was like a flickering ghost fire in the night sky, flickering and elusive.
Loki slowly threw the crown into the eternal fire, and the flames instantly wrapped the crown, making a "sizzling" sound, as if devouring a precious treasure.
In an instant, a huge flaming face appeared in the crown, with blazing flames burning on the face, and the flames were jumping, as if telling an ancient curse.
The eyes of the face revealed endless majesty and a breath of destruction, which made people daunted.
Then, a huge head slowly emerged from the flames. The head was as huge as a mountain, engraved with traces of time and mysterious runes.
Then, Surtur's huge body broke through the shackles of the palace and appeared in front of everyone.
His body seemed to be made of flames and lava, and every inch of his skin was flowing with hot magma, emitting rolling heat waves.
Surtur roared to the sky, and his voice was like rolling thunder, shaking the earth, as if the whole world was trembling in this roar. "I'm here, Asgard!!!"
He was over a thousand meters tall, like a moving flaming mountain. Wherever he went, the air was heated to the extreme, making a "crackling" sound.
He held a huge flaming sword, and the sword was burning with raging fire. The flame seemed to be able to ignite the whole world. The light emitted illuminated the entire sky, making everything around seem so small and fragile.
"Damn it! What did you do?"
When Hela saw Surtur appear, she was horrified and her expression froze instantly.
She also knew the legend of Surtur and Ragnarok, and understood what it meant.
She immediately turned around and gave up attacking Thor. Her eyes were full of fear and anger, and she attacked Surtur.
