Achilles POV
Been awhile since I've been in a battle like this! It reminded of how chaotic Troy really was even with all the effort it took to siege those stupidly big walls of theirs.
The difference being that the Gods weren't just sitting high up and acting like puppet masters. Rather, they were down there on the fields, bleeding and fighting with everyone else.
Big Bird's reinforcents were not being handled too well by these guys. Didn't seem like they had any air support, but I guess that's not sothing to ntion. Magic and stuff can make up for that easily and the powerful ones won't be put down by a few thousand birds admittedly strong ones among their number attacking them.
I looked for my own 'spot' to set down and help out. Didn't wanna interfere in anyone else's fight and regardless of how confident I was, I may be a little bit weakened here from burning so of my Spirit Origin.
Should recover enough with so ti, and maybe the dick can lend a hand, but I should probably take it a little easy. Sis is gonna shoot my ass with arrows if I push myself too much here.
Found a good spot and I noticed a kid using sothing really familiar. Sothing I didn't expect to see out in this part of the world.
Were those Greek weapons and Armor?
Damn, gotta check that out.
I jumped off my chariot and hit the ground with a big shockwave, imdiately my spear shot out and pierced through one of those trolls.
Ugly bastards, it was doing the world a favor to put them down.
I landed a little ways away from the kid I saw,but it was still close enough that I just had to run. Everything between and him was swept up in the whirlwind that I kicked up in my wake.
Bodies of Trolls, Undead and other nasty things went flying and shattering on impact.
I stood in front of the kid who froze as I appeared in front of him.
He had a Xiphos in one hand and a shield in another. A familiar shield, it reminded of the ones my Myrmidons used. In fact, that was exactly what it was, not a fake or recreation, I could tell at a glance.
That thing was the real deal.
Huh, ain't that sothing surprising?
There was blood on his blade, and scratches on his shield. Both fresh, so I wasn't gonna get mad about him using sothing like that. If he puts them to proper use, then that's all the respect that's needed.
Though, sothing was missing.
"Where's your spear, brat?" I looked at him.
"Wah?"
"Your spear!" I turned my own spear sideways and lightly smacked his helt. "A Myrmidon carries three weapons, their Spear, their sword, and their shields!"
"H-how did you know that I was a Myrmidon?"
"Heh, ain't it obvious?" I chuckled. "The sword is the secondary weapon, your spear is your best friend, it's your lover, it's your mother. You take care of her, she may leave you during a battle, but until that ti, she's your most treasured possession. The only ti you should lose your spear is when It breaks or it's in the heart of an enemy worthy of it! Did no one teach you that?"
"No." He shook his head.
"Jeez, what's the world coming too?" I sighed. "What's your na, kid?" I looked to the side and let my spear strike out at a few of those Undead that were running towards us.
"A-Achilles."
I stopped dead in my tracks. "Say that again?"
"My na is Achilles!" He repeated himself.
"..that's a lofty na to use, kid."
"I know." Hmm, he was a bit self-conscious about it?
"Who gave you that na?"
"It was my Great Grandma, the Goddess Thetis I-I'm the spirit Inheritor of him, and she wanted to live up to his legend." He awkwardly stood up straighter.
"Thetis..the Goddess, she's still around and kicking?" I know it was a taboo thing to do, but I completely lost focus on the fightin around .
"Yes." He nodded. "She was the one who taught how to use a sword. Grandma..erm"
Shit, I don't know if I have good or bad luck anymore
"If you're gonna call yourself Achilles, then you need more confidence." I smacked his shoulder. "Stand up straight, talk properly. Look a man in the eye when you speak to him. And for the God's sake, pick up a spear! My friends would be rolling in their graves if they knew you were running around without a spear!"
I turned my back to him, evaluating the battlefield around until I found a suitable target. A big guy, a Giant that was throwing around a bunch of those Norse folks and a Valkyrie or two along with them.
"Achilles was known for two things, his speed and his skill. But I'll tell you a secret, skill-wise, he'd lose out to a few people. Not to say he wasn't one of the most skilled warriors to ever live." If I do say so for myself. "And while his speed was his ace, most people overlooked his accuracy. His spear was known as the Hero-Killer for a reason, kid."I reeled back my arm and threw my spear.
It turned into a streak of light, coating in my Magical Energy as it pierced through the chaotic battlefield. Barely missing bodies, soaring under blades, narrowly passing by friendlies until a certain Giant noticed and turned his head in a panic only for his body to jerk backwards and my spear piercing right through his heart and out the back of his body.
I held my hand out and my spear returned to from where it had landed, before I slamd the base of it into the ground.
"That's why Myrmidons all use spears."
"who are you?" He looked at in amazent.
I gave him a proper Greek greeting as I pat my chest with my fist. "Son of the Hero Peleus and Goddess Thetis, the Great Hero Achilles."
[***]
Odin POV
How the tables turn.
Well, not entirely, we're still in a pretty crappy situation, but it's more equal now.
The Brat disappeared with the Titan asshole, but I felt like he could handle himself. Or at the very least, he should survive. Seed like he had a dog in that fight and I wasn't gonna tell him no when he was already helping by taking him out of the ga this early.
The only issue was that I felt like that's where my Spear was. It wouldn't co when I called, I could feel it close by, yet utterly out of reach, and it wouldn't budge. The only thing off the top of my head that would give this kind of sensation is if that Titan Bastard sealed It away with his Control over Ti.
Annoying.
I looked at the spear I was currently holding, and the bit of blood on the spear tip, the blood of Loki, my smile slowly widening.
It was a very good spear even if I prefer my own.
I dipped my finger into the blood and wrote a string of Runes down the shaft.
Whipping it back, the muscles in my arm bulged, and I threw it as hard as I could. " "
It went right for the World Wolf.
The Beast was snarling with rage at Big Bird and Red Deer over there, it barely had ti to notice the spear approach. Though, I don't think it ever stopped keeping in its vision.
It was about to react, until the spear turned 90 Degrees, and continued to maneuver around the battlefield at unnatural angles until it found an unsuspecting Giant. A bit on the smaller side, but its eyes widened as the spear approached.
It stopped what it was doing, throwing up far too many spells with far too much skill for a re Giant grunt.
The Spear of the Rune Witch collided with the Spells cast by a being equivalent to a God of Magic.
They shuddered and shattered one by one, and finally, the Giant roared with an explosion of Magic at the center. The Giant fell to a knee, and as if unraveling, the Giant's skin peeled away, revealing only to be an illusion expertly woven that could even fool my eye on the surface.
Loki glared my way, panting a mite, and with a bit of blood flowing down his forehead.
The Spear returned to my hand the sa way it left it.
"Clever." Loki's nostrils flared, his voice reaching , and I could tell that the link between the blood I had on the spear and himself was severed.
Oh well, I didn't expect much. And that wasn't my main purpose for doing this.
Loki was now preoccupied and a hamr wreathed in lightning ca right for his face.
All according to plan! Or sothing, I was flying by the seat of my pants right now to be honest.
"Send out our reserves." I ordered.
"Are you sure?' Freyja looked at .
I studied the battlefield again, pursing my lips. "This will be our only opportunity to clench a victory, we can't hold anything back."
Freyja nodded, holding her hands up and dozens of Valkyries flew across the skies, the roars of another few hundred thousand Warriors was heard as they charged through the Gates towards the front lines.
"Heimdal, prepare for the plan, The Wall Falls." I ordered.
Freyja snapped her head at . "You want to abandon our defenses!?"
"All in baby!" I rely laughed.
Though, it was probably our only opportunity. We would, without a doubt, lose a prolonged fight. They would exhaust our Warriors through sheer numbers with their larger reserves of fodder. Our chance is to gain the advantage on the quality side of things, that is, to have more big hitters by the end of the day than they do.
"Tyr, pull in. Heimdall, send half your soldiers to reinforce the brats further to the right. Thor, don't let them notice, call upon your warriors and charge forward. Vidar, hold the line just as you're doing. Ullr, You're doing the sa as Thor on the left."
It hurt my heart to sacrifice a significant number of warriors under Thor and Ullr, but in war, sacrifices had to be made. It was no ti to be emotional, I would mourn them after we won this fight.
"Sif, tell Big Bird to use his flying rodents to only attack the furthest lines away from the walls." I swept my gaze around, looking for Loki, only to see him playing tag with Thor as Thor expertly followed my orders despite keeping his brother preoccupied.
My son may be a simple boy, but that didn't an he didn't know how to walk a battlefield!
The Battlefield was swiftly moving as I envisioned.
"Hey Old Bastard Elf."
"What do you want, Odin? So of us are actually busy with important stuff." The Old Elf's voice ca out through Muninn.
"And here I was going to ask you to take pot shots at Loki."
"Orders received, All-Father." He sounded very happy.
He sohow managed to get those shots from the bow down to sothing moderate, and I would use that term loosely. But while they still lit up the battlefield everywhere they passed, it was a far cry from the first shot that occurred originally.
And Loki was starting to get pissed, I could just tell.
As much as Loki liked to poke at other beings about being less intelligent than he was, he also had bouts of blind arrogance, mostly when you angered him enough. He had a bit of a temper even if it didn't normally flare hot.
Thor sitting on his ass and the Old Elf using that absurd Bow to take shots at him? Loki was going to be seething far too much to notice the shifts happening around him.
I knew that it would soon be my ti to join the fight, thus, last-minute preparations were a must.
Hel was fine where she was, and everyone else was in good enough positions.
Thankfully, I never discussed this with Loki around. It was a small thing, but small things often turn the side of battle.
Loki knew, too, the basics, but I'm sure he never thought much about it. Why it was, that with such a powerful 'shield' around Asgard, that those living inside can co and go throughout the battle. Of course, it 'registers' them upon activation and Freyja here was controlling it so she could 'manually' add people on the fly.
"For Asgard." She whispered, throwing her hands up.
The Barrier started churning with different colors. If you looked very closely, you could see all the Runes that flowed down its ethereal borders.
It was truly a work of art as far as Magics went. Sothing we created centuries ago and held all this ti.
The Barrier that shimred gold turned red and began to expand outwards.
The first to touch it was one of those stupid Trolls.
The idiotic thing looked confused and happy that it could finally reach Asgard's border and start attacking it.
It raised its wooden club up, intent on slamming it down, but the Barrier swept over it, and where it passed, dust drifted off into the wind.
Many more suffered similar fates.
Draugr, Trolls, all the little creatures and monsters that Loki managed to sway out of the holes they belonged in.
Of course, our warriors were safe. It splashed harmlessly across them and continued onwards, not even tickling the hairs on their skin.
Even lesser Giants weren't safe.
One in particular, the first of its kind to test its ttle against Asgard's Sorcery, lost its arm as it attempted to punch the barrier into pieces.
It did not work out as it had hoped.
Perhaps the Giant's roar of pain and confusion was what prompted the secondary shift in the battlefield as our foes realized the imdiate threat.
It kept going until a large pillar of ice slamd down on the side, halting its advance. On another side, A second deathly frost erged, holding it from advancing further.
Several more appearances by the remaining Warlords allowed it to gain no further ground and it began to crack.
There was no use crying over spilled milk.
The barrier wouldn't have lasted much longer anyways, we had to overload it for this little maneuver.
Even as it cracked and shattered across the battlefield, leaving everyone feeling a sense of loss, I didn't let my expression change.
I was about to open my mouth, but soone beat to it.
"For Asgard!" Thor let out a thunderous roar, hitting the nearest Giant across the face. He further raised his hamr up to the sky, summoning the Thunder as per his title. The Dark clouds answered his call and lightning began to descend upon every enemy in his vicinity.
I couldn't help but feel pride.
That's my boy.
Only the arrival of a large Green Serpent that dipped in and out of the clouds made entirely of Magic did it abate and refocus on the Magic God that was his enemy.
Heimdall raised his sword and charged out. "For Asgard!"
Tyr pulled his sword free from Kari The Tempest that had been swinging around that Anchor of his. "For Asgard!"
Vidar who planted his foot firmly into the ground to deflect a swing of his Brother Baldur's blade. He abandoned his sword mid strike, and his fist landed upon his brother's cheek, sending my stupid son dozens of feet back with a swollen lip. "For Asgard!" He called out just as the others had.
It was enough to initiate a Third Wind on top of the Second Wind that the reinforcents brought.
Along with perhaps a third of the enemies' forces being annihilated from sacrificing our Barrier, things swung heavily into our favor.
There wouldn't be another one after this, it was all or nothing.
"For Asgard." I said softly, focusing my gaze solely on my fated foe.
Hrsvelgr was doing well to give the World Wolf everything it deserved, but despite the Big Bird's arrogance, he wouldn't be winning the fight.
If not for the fact that Big Bird had the aerial advantage, it would be significantly more one sided.
The Wolf opened its large maw, and my chance ca.
I gathered everything I had. All my Divine Power, all my Strength, my Runes that were etched into my very being shined brightly.
"Odin!" I heard Freyja shout in surprise.
And I thrusted.
I pierced through the Battlefield, through the bloodlust that littered the fallen corpses of my brethren and foes alike.
Through the winds summoned by the Bird King, and through the Frosts summoned by Jotunheim.
I allowed myself to be carried along.
Closer and closer, the World Wolf also noticed my approach until I was but a re breath away, my eye staring into his bloodshot irises.
The Wolf redirected its attempt to devour the Bird onto , and it t my spear head on.
I felt my clothing getting ripped around my arms, my hair blown back, and its fangs scraping against my skin, but it would not find this easily!
I would be defiant to my last breath. While my children fought for their survival, for the survival of our ho, I put my soul into this strike. Everything I had to let this beast know that it would not find anything but defeat upon this battlefield.
Words to know that before it stood not its prey, but its doom!
"I AM ODIN!"
Its maw that could devour the world was found wanting.
And the mighty World Wolf was pushed back.
Its sharp claws dug into the ground, tearing up the very earth as it was pushed back dozens of yards.
It growled at from the distance that appeared.
I slamd my spear upon earth sending out a shockwave. "You are my opponent!"
I ripped the tattered clothes covering my chest and threw them to the side. I stood up straighter than I had in a very long ti. I felt my muscles tense in anticipation and worry.
Never before had I been weaker.
But right at this mont, I felt the strongest I have since Frigga stood by my side.
If today is my day, my children will see their father stand unwavering.
"Odin!"
"Odin!"
"Odin!"
"Odin!"
"Is that the best you can do, you mutt!?" I roared. "Freyja can swallow better than you, hahaha!"
"Why are you like this!?" One single feminine screech amongst the cheers that raised my fighting spirit.
Because when death stares you in the face, just laugh!
Hrsvelgr Swept up the winds around us. "All-Father, let us fight together!"
"I would be honored." I grinned savagely.
Despite my pride, I was in no position to deny help from him. And for so reason I felt that ever so slightly, fate was smiling upon .
One man, One spear.
Gae Bolg was a beautiful instrunt of killing, and I would have to thank the Rune Witch after this.
For while its tip was not unmissing, but it had an uncanny ability to properly find its target.
And with a thrust, the World Wolf roared, its foul blood dripped down the spear tip!
It charged at , and I ran at it with a furious howl that dwarfed its own.
It did not matter that its claws tore the earth asunder with each step and left debilitated as I tried my best to block. It did not matter that I barely escaped its maw after it devoured a thousand Warriors with but a gesture.
My spear still found its flesh!
Even as its paw slapped to the ground, forcing to vomit a mouthful of blood with my innards shaking, I stood back up. It was about to pounce on , but Hrsvelgr's razor sharp Talons kept the Wolf from continuing a follow up, giving an opportunity to rejoin the fray after every blow.
A dive by the Eagle, and fur and flesh of the wolf on its back was rended.
A thrust of my spear, and the Wolf was forced to jump back lest it lose an eye.
However, just as we took from it, it too abandoned all sense of self preservation.
It spit out feathers from the Eagle King's, taking out a large chunk of one of its wings. The Eagle King fell from the skies and hit the ground.
My Muscles bulged on my right arm, and I gathered my Godly strength, landing a punch upon the Wolf's cheek.
One of its sharp teeth went flying, but its bloodshot eyes only shined with a continued fury and madness as it whipped back around and tried to devour once more. A mountain-size gorge opened up, nearly taking whole as I narrowly cast a spell to push myself out of the way.
A hurricane-like wind slamd into the World Wolf, knocking it flat on its ass and I stabbed it in its leg before haggardly dodging a stomp that created an earthquake as it got back up.
The Bird king was far from defeated with just that, but I was worried it did not have any real experience fighting powerful foes such as this.
"Give a mont!" I shouted.
The Eagle King didn't argue, and it forced itself up into the sky and dive bombed the wolf. It tucked its massive wings in,and used its winds to accelerate and rotate itself like a tornado as it shot at the Wolf
I took my own blood and drew the Runes in the Air.
The Brat called these Primordial Runes.
Heh, to , they were just Runes.
But even I couldn't use them casually and constantly to do what I was about to do.
"Upon my Authority, I call upon a mont across Ti. By my na of Odin the World is called upon to answer my will! Beyond Fate, beyond Cause and Effect, let what happened in my mories beco the truth before my eyes."
I offered upon it my Essence.
A Ritual of offering using my own self. The older form of Magic in existence, even to soone like . To gain, one has to sacrifice in return.
The Bird King forced the Wolf to dodge, even if it still got swept up and suffered a wound. Likewise, the Wolf Wolf's claw raked across the Bird's body, equalizing the damage done, but the Bird King hit the ground hard and struggled to stand back up properly.
My Magic, My Divinity, My Essence went in to fuel this spell.
I threw my hand up. "!"
Four Runic Circles appeared under the Wolf King's feet, forcing it to the ground.
It roared and raged against the constraints, but it was rely a temporary spell to follow up on the remainder.
One of its paws broke free, shattering the additional spell I cast to hold it still.
However! A bright light overca our sight, a familiar arrow of light ca soaring for the World Wolf's head.
The Wolf knew that light, it feared that light.
It couldn't move from its spot in ti, so it pushed its body to the ground to avoid it, letting it soar harmlessly over its head, but that was more than enough ti.
I would kiss that Old Elf after this was done!
" , "
My Magic, My Divinity, My Essence went in to fuel this spell.
I pulled from a mont of ti many centuries ago. A singular mont to appear atop the Wolf.
At a mont where it was still bound by the Chains it could not escape. Where the Truth of yesteryear replaced the truth of today, where Casualty was reworked, where Ti was shifted, and Fate had stepped to the side.
That is to say, The World Wolf was forced to abide by a mont I had called upon.
I felt like my eye were going to lt in my own damn head.
If I was in my pri, this would have still been difficult! But this damn Wolf was suppressing much of my strength.
I bit my tongue and spat out more blood, fueling the spell with more of my Divine Power, more of my Essence.
It manifested, overlaying atop of the wolf and I had to forsake the optimal effect and with the struggling of the world, I forced it instead to latch onto its front left leg, rather than a collar around its neck.
It roared furiously, recognizing the chains that once held it since its birth. The chains that it only escaped because Loki aided it through so unknown ans.
It was bound!
But that didn't an it was defeated!
I used more of my ever-decreasing strength to yank the Divine Chains down through the spell that linked across ti and space, and it forced the World Wolf to the ground!
My Spear then shot out, finding its target true.
The Deathly edge of Gae Bolg took the left Eye of the World Wolf!
Its blood curdling howl caused the weakest across the battlefield to faint.
I felt it reverberate through my soul.
"Father!"
My head jerked to the side, and I saw Loki's dagger coming for my own eye.
I spun the spear in my hand, deflecting it with thousands more surrounding . So illusionary, so true, and so neither.
I pulled my leg back and thrust the spear forward, destroying plenty of them, but a couple found my sides.
With a grunt, I forced them out, ignoring the blood of mine that splashed across the ground.
Loki didn't have ti to pay much to while Thor hounded him. That little antic of his caused Thor to force him to abandon a large spell he was casting that may have allowed him to hold my son at bay.
I felt sothing on my nape, after removing my gaze from the World Wolf for but a mont, knowing it was bound, death whispered in my ear.
It was the instinct as a God of War that allowed to thrust my spear up to catch the maw of the World Wolf as it tried to devour , stopping its jaws from closing properly.
My eyes turned to where it should have been chains, only to see a bloody stump in place of its left leg.
It had devoured its own leg to escape.
The Spear stopped from being devoured, but its fangs still pushed into my flesh again. It hurt like a bastard the first ti, and it hurt like a bastard the second!
"Elder!" I recognized the tone and words, but I didn't have an ounce of attention to pay it in my current situation.
But the following words were ones that were like music to my ears.
"Fus Ro Dah!" It wasn't one, but two iterations of those words that overlaid upon each other, and I felt the world bending to accommodate.
An invisible ripple slamd into the World Wolf from far away.
It was enough to free from my impending death and I could cast my gaze at the source. That Brat with a similar na to my son's, and that Dragon he was riding on did a drive by to smack the Wolf off my ass.
The World wolf was furious, it wanted to nearly abandon to eat them quickly, but the brat was smart enough to stay the hell away from the thing.
However, my legs felt weak.
It was hurt badly, but so was I.
"Old man!" A Green blur appeared between us as the Wolf was about to devour again, its maw that could negate my Divine Power and Magic.
The Hero from Greece charged in like a whirlwind and used his Divine Shield to stop the beast in its tracks.
Good kid!
The resounding clangs of their mutual engagent nearly knocked off my feet. I noticed the particulars of his shield the first ti I laid my eye on it. A shield that contained a literal world inside of it.
The Wolf that could devour Gods t an object that contained a world.
The conclusion to the age-old question of what would happen when an immovable Object t an unstoppable Force.
And the Answer?
Odin wins!
My spear shot up into its mouth again, stabbing into its upper jaw and stopping it from closing!
It was just in ti, because even if his shield was stupidly powerful, the brat was still not able to contend with the World Wolf!
I kicked him away, and I would apologize later, but this wasn't the stage for him.
"Hamr!" I roared, holding my hand up.
"Hamr!" Thor answered, and Lightning crackled loudly, thunder ringing in my ears as the weapon flew through the air.
Thor wasn't in a position to disengage with Loki, sa as the others, but that didn't an I couldn't call on him for help.
"One of us is going to die!" I looked the Wolf right in the eye, catching the ridiculously heavy Hamr. My arms felt like they were going to fall off after rely catching it. My hand began to char from the lighting that crackled off it. I didn't have the protection of my son's powerful gloves either.
"And It wont " My muscles bulged, and I used the montum of Thor's throw to swing it up into its lower jaw, feeling its bones crack. "BE " I swung my entire body to carry the force of its weight to hit it in the side of the Wolf's head again. It left an indent on the Wolf's head where it landed, showing how it was the most powerful weapon of our faction. I nearly fell to the ground as I lost the montum I had, and this fucker was far too damn heavy. But still, I gathered all my strength, every last bit of it and I forced his hamr up one more ti, swinging it up below the Wolf's head. " !"
With a thunderous crack, the Wolf was lifted up off its feet, teeth shattering and its one eye rolling backwards, and the spear that was stuck in its mouth was forced all the way upwards through the top of its mouth.
I fell to the ground, dropping the hamr, nothing left in , but the Wolf, though breath was still left in its belly, it fell to the ground unmoving.
I looked down and saw a Magic Circle appear from Freyja, and it was just in ti to see another teor falling from the sky.
"Kill stealing bitch!"
Though, I couldn't help but smile as I was able to view the scene from back atop Asgard's walls.
"You stupid old man!" Freyja huffed, casting so Healing spells on . "I'm taking full credit for the kill."
With all my strength left, I held up my middle finger.
I nearly slumped on the way in a way that let view the battlefield.
Thor had a dagger sticking out of his side, probably from throwing his hamr my way, but still he was winning against Loki, and what happened to his mutt looked like it hit him harder than he would like to admit.
Everywhere else was going about as I expected.
Just when I thought things were going our way, I realized sothing was wrong.
The Frost on the ground was lting.
And I looked back towards Loki and he t my gaze. A cocky smile reappeared on his face, and he used his Magic to disappear amidst his fight with Thor.
It started slowly, as if out of the void, the tip of a fiery sword pierced through at the center of the battlefield.
It burned everything it touched into oblivion, including the very space that barred its edge from moving forward.
It tore apart ti and space, opening a hole that connected to a far away realm.
A single step caused the temperature to rise tens of degrees. The ground underneath its foot caused the rocks and stones to turn to molten slag.
A Giant larger than any other on the battlefield appeared, wreathed in flas and fires that even set a primordial fear down my spine.
"Asgard!" A voice bellowed, containing a fury that demanded attention. "Your reckoning has arrived!"
The Fire King Surtr had arrived, and with him, the armies of flas poured out from the portal he seared open from Muspelheim.
He didn't imdiately move, instead, the nurous shapes and sizes of the monsters that inhabited that death world charged outwards. They cared not for ally or foe, even the Draugr and Trolls were trampled as they burned away everything in their path.
He took a step forward and the world quaked at his step.
Thor was the first to reach, his Thunder aid at the Fire Giant.
And for the first ti in a very long ti, I found my Son's strength insufficient.
His Hamr t the Flaming sword of Surtr, and despite the sheer force behind its blow, the Giant didn't move a single step and instead, swept his blade out sending Thor hurling to the ground.
Just as quickly as we had gained the advantage, it was lost again.
"Wasn't Vanaheim supposed to be keeping him away!?" Freyja nearly scread as many spells of hers appeared around the battlefield, doing what she could to keep things from collapsing.
As if to hear us, the Giant King looked our way and the fire that rolled off his body parted to reveal his facial features. "Destruction is what I seek." His voice bellowed. "Do you think I care if they lay siege to Muspelheim?"
.he abandoned his own ho to forgo having to do with them and instead sent everything our way.
As expected of the instrunts of Asgard's Destruction.
The Giant King took his equally large sword and raised it high up into the sky.
Everyone knew what was coming and their eyes widened.
I had not much in my, but I threw my hands up, casting all the Defensives spells I could muster.
Freyja too, despite hurling spells all over the battlefield this entire ti, casted countless spells in but a few monts.
The Giant swung his sword down, and a wave of fire followed, searing through the lines of both our enemies and our warriors hitting the front walls of Asgard, our spells were like paper in front of his attack, and it continued forward until the walls were breached, and parts of the inner city were turned to lava.
The Giant didn't even look at anything else but Asgard.
Specifically, he eyed the Castle that sat against the World Tree.
And then I realized I realized his goal.
I slamd my fist onto the wall. "HEAR MY ORDER, GODS OF ASGARD, ABANDON THE FRONT LINES, FOCUS EVERYTHING ON THE GIANT."
"Odin!?" Freyja was startled by my order.
"He's aiming for the Heart of the World Tree!"
We didn't set Asgard up here just because it was a nice location! It was the Seat of the Gods because it sat upon the literal heart of the World Tree!
If that's destroyed, the Tree will soon follow and everything else just as quickly.
The Giant was unconcerned and continued walking forward.
Ullr was the first, arrows raining down on him, followed by the Old Elf following up with arrows made of light. The Fire Giant didn't even glance at them, the flas around him pulsed and they consud the arrows before they could reach his body.
That was until a particularly power arrow turning the twilight we existed under into day from the Old Elf
It was enough that Surtr's attention changed.
There was the montary pause of his that he recognized the threat.
"Fire King, your foe is !" Thor rejoined the fray, Lightning summoned that bombarded the Giant, forcing him half a step back for the first ti.
Tyr joined in as well, a sword strike that could cleave a mountain twain slashed towards his neck.
The Giant King was forced to block it lest he suffered a wound.
The glow of the arrow reached its precipice, but another source of light appeared.
Smaller than the Fire Giant, the Titan of light assud his full size and he reached for the arrow that was shot.
The two collided and the Titan, while grunting in discomfort, held.
A Titan of Light was not going to be overly hard by an arrow made of light. Maybe if the true owner of that ridiculous bow wielded it, but a mortal couldn't bring out its full power.
Surtr looked at the Titan, and the Titan looked at Surtr as if asuring each other.
Surtr let out a bellowing laugh and focused on the ones around him.
He raised his sword up again, but rather than pointing it to the sky, he pointed it downward.
The Sword entered the Earth and everything I could see turned to flas.
Like geysers, the fires of destruction sprang from below, lting and consuming everything around him for hundreds of yards in all directions.
My Sons were caught up in the attack, as were Ullr and Tyr.
Thor was breathing a little heavy, but he stood firm, however, I couldn't see where Ullr and Tyr were.
I closed my eye and felt the faint flicker of their Divine Power from this distance, indicating they were alive.
Thor stood in front of him, an ant in front of a mountain.
The Giant King swung his sword, searing away everything in its path, but Thor blocked it with his Hamr, causing a cataclysmic shockwave that destroyed a portion of Asgard that had yet to be reduced to ash.
The sa massive blade continued to swing down, and Thor's hamr t each one. But with each swing, he was losing.
Green tendrils of Magic erged from the ground and wrapped around the Giant King.
Hel appeared, with an army of Ghosts swarming behind her, ignoring the other battles going on, and they charged at the Giant King
A movent of his, and her magic snapped and burned away. He swept his sword and thousands of ghosts disappeared into ashes.
"Ghosts, Gods, it's all the sa." The Giant King chortled, at her attempts to stall him. He raised his sword up casually, blocking a thunderous blow from my son.
"I will handle this one." The Titan's tone was just as loud, but carried lighter. He reached for Hel and I gripped my nonexistent spear.
She summoned several impressive barriers to ward off the Titan, but she was not a fighter mainly.
"Don't touch her you bastard!" Freyja jumped off the wall, Spell Circles swirled around her by the dozens, landing upon the Titan, forcing him to let out a pained grunt.
Several more Jotun shook the grounds as they walked forward, the remaining Warlords of Jotunheim soon joined in.
"Leave Freyja for ." A hearty laugh followed. "I want to enjoy her a bit after we are victorious." I recognized it as Frosti, the Cold."
"Disgusting." Surtr cast his gaze towards the Jotun, his sword swiping out at the unsuspecting Frost Giant, and it seared him in half.
The Jotun just looked confused as the top part of his body slid off the bottom half and the light died in its eyes.
The Fire Giant snorted in disdain. "Dishonorable creature, you have no place witnessing my Destruction."
Even his Allies, the traitorous Gods, the Jotuns, they unconsciously took a step backwards.
"Now, my friend!" Thorum's voice carried upon the silent battlefield.
The Samurai jumped up in front of the Titan's eyes, slashing at them in quick succession.
The Titan was forced to cover his eyes with his hand, stumbling backwards.
"Tiid Klo Ul" The Dragon bellowed out, and as if disappearing, he was then in front of the Titan.
No, it wasn't teleportation or anything like that.
"Kronos?" The Titan blurted out in confusion as the particular taste of Ti Manipulation was clear to all of us.
"Ven Gaar Nos!" The Youngun shouted quickly as wall, producing a tornado big enough to smack right into the Titan's head.
And as it hit him, another source of Winds gathered around it. My head snapped back as the injured bird King summoned forth the Wings of the Nine Realms to enhance it, sweeping up the Titan and tearing into him, destroying the Armor of light he surrounded himself in.
He wasn't much hard, cuts and scrapes if anything, but it was impressive for the ones who did it!
But he didn't appear to be done.
The Brat on the dragon pulled out sothing that gave the sa feeling as the Bowin the Old Elf's hands.
The Titan stood up, and he too noticed as did everyone in Asgard because the Sky turned unnaturally dark.
It was as if pure darkness was wreathed into the form of a Bow, held by Thorum. His body was visibly strained, his muscles bulged and it seed like his own skin tore at rely pulling the string back the extent that he did.
..he said that the Goddess from that place gave him two Artifacts and there was no doubt in my mind that this was the second.
Just as the Elf's Bow turned the world bright, this one turned everything dark.
An arrow produced from shadows, ford as the string was pulled back and the Titan seed to sense the danger as light exploded from his entire body, but it was drowned in the darkness.
Silence followed as the arrow was loose, not because there was no noise, but because it was consud.
It burst into his chest, and the world was cast in black.
I couldn't see a foot in front of , all light disappeared.
It wasn't until a familiar sword of fire cut through the darkness that everything returned to normal.
The Titan let out a painful roar. One of actual pain and another I would assu due to his pride suffering a significant blow after being dealt such a wound by soone far below his level.
"Mortal " He looked to the side to see the Fire King's sword swinging for his head.
The Titan swung his own blade made of light to deflect it. Despite my hair whipping about and the force nearly knocking off my feet, I didn't pull away from it and made sure to watch closely.
"What are you doing?" The Titan demanded.
"Outsider, leave. This is my Destruction. If you interfere, I will end you just as I do Asgard and the nine Realms." The Fire Giant stated.
The Titan frowned. "Loki promised"
"What does the promises of the Trickster have to do with ?" He said expressionlessly, though the threatening tone was clear.
The Titan stared him down for a mont before backing off, leaving the Giant to his business.
I had hoped they would co to blows.
Surtr looked upon Thorum with that Shadow bow in his hand and waved his sword.
It was far too fast for the size of the bastard, and I could foresee death.
However, I felt sothing familiar in the back of my mind.
My fingers twitched as I called upon my old friend.
A golden string of light short across the battlefield, smacking into his sword, giving ti for Thorum and his Dragon to fly down to Hel and Freyja to swoop them away.
The golden light continued to fly and Surtr's eyes followed as it arrived in my hand.
Gungnir.
The Wolf was Dead, my Spear returned, and I felt my belly fill with strength.
With a flash of air, I knew who was standing next to . "Did you decide to take a nap?" I snorted.
"Sorry, looked like you could handle it." The brat cheekily replied. "Just wanted to make sure you got your turn."
A single glance and I could tell he was far from being able to stand up to this Giant right now. Damn, the fact that he's standing at all was probably a miracle. He was covered in more blood than I probably was and his left arm looked completely useless.
Kid was running on empty and probably had nothing left in him to fight.
And unfortunately, I was barely doing better.
"Plan?" He asked.
"Do you have sothing to kill him that you can pull out of your ass?"
".nope."
"Then I got nothing either." I let out a sigh, forcing out a smile.
The Giant raised his massive sword, pointing it right at us. Fire erupted from the tip, consuming everything in front of us.
He raised his only good arm up, still clutching that soul sword of his, and I slamd my spear onto the ground.
"Shield!" He called out.
"Of!"
"Asgard!" We both cast.
I had seen this spell of his enough to know how to copy it and sync up with him!
The Golden shield sprang up from us and pushed out.
The fires of his slamd into our barrier and it almost imdiately shattered. With a roar, we both pushed more of our Magic into it, nding the cracks. The stone beneath us began to lt, and the fires cascaded off in all directions. It was as if we were the center of Muspelheim itself with how the Fires danced all around!
The brat was the first to drop to his knees.
The Fact that he had been able to cast a single spell in his condition did nothing but make admire him more than I did.
The small reservoir of strength I had left, I put it all into the spell, pushing it outward, fighting against the flas until the torrent slowly began to die down and the normal world returned from underneath the onslaught of fiery destruction.
I could barely breathe, falling to my knees as well. Only my spear stopped from face planting.
The Shield, it cracked and burned away, slowly receding once the attack ended, but it held.
I had nothing left as the shadow of his blade was cast overhead, and it ca down for us.
"R-Reflect Mus Tengai." The brat forced out, and blood began to run more freely from the orifices on his head and his eyes rolled back, his body going limp and he collapsed onto the ground.
But the Blade, the executioner's blade above us that would have turned us to ash, it missed.
It landed close enough that I felt my skin burn just by proximity, where it touched, a gorge was cleaved all the way through Asgard, erupting with fire and lava, but it missed.
The Giant King seed confused just as well.
"Interesting, outsider" The Giant rumbled in amusent. "However, it does not change anything." He paused though, because soone new slowly touched down in front of us.
From her hair and skin to her clothes, she was clad in blue from head to toe.
The brat's won, the Spirit of Knowledge, Jinn.
She stood in front of us.
The Giant gave her a look but seed dismissive after a mont. "Girl, run!" I spat out a mouthful of blood to get the words out of my throat.
Despite everything, I know the Brat would absolutely not want her here right now!
Surtr swung his sword with lackluster intent towards us. But it was enough to uplevel Asgard as a whole should no one defend.
All around the girl, pieces of paper appeared. I didn't need my thousands of years of Magical Knowledge to see through them to understand their essence.
Hundreds of papers, each one of them had a spell inscribed.
They all lit up, firing off at the sa ti.
Each one was a spell that a normal Mortal would be proud to cast after effort and ti, and they all combined onto a singular point.
They collided with Surtr's sword with enough force that the blow was deflected from sheer combined quantity.
The Giant King redoubled his gaze as it bore down into the small girl.
She stood defiantly in front of him, eting it head on. "I'll be your opponent."
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