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Chapter 1740 Act III: The Return of the Girl

Blood-red pressed down, there was dead silence, gold, and colorful soldiers intertwined and fought with it from bottom to top. The immortal golden soldiers fought and enjoyed themselves day after day, and finally won the highest honor, fighting at the forefront of the end of the world.

I don’t know whether it is ironic or fortunate, but the ending of Ragnarok is destined to be something that even the immortal heroic warriors cannot change, and the result of the battle is ultimately destruction.

The one who dealt a heavy blow to the gods and brought about the final twilight was the goddess of death Hela. The undead heroic warriors were nothing but a joke in front of the mistress of the underworld of Helheim.

But now the heroic warriors are charging towards the corpse of Tiamat, and are enemies of the evil gods outside the world. No matter how many times they are killed, they can be resurrected immediately and continue to charge.

The moment the heroic warriors, who were not afraid of death and became more and more ferocious as they fought, rushed into the battlefield, the overwhelming disadvantage in numbers of hundreds of millions of divine fetuses brought by the umbilical cord weavers allowed them to recapture 10% of the defenses of the Cloud Sea Behemoth Legion and successfully stabilized.

The shortcoming of the strangers being unable to exist for a long time is well compensated by the heroic warriors.

But stability alone is not enough. Even with the participation of Hela, the goddess of death, and Valhalla, they only achieved a balance in fighting against the followers of Tiamat's corpse. The corpse of Tiamat itself had no influence.

The Heroic Einherjar is immortal, and their resurrection does not cause the abnormal state of halving their attributes like the Blessed Ones, but the same is true for Tiamat's corpse. The moment her blood-red umbilical cord and hair are cut, the next fetus will grow at a high speed, and the production will continue endlessly.

Even if the head of Tiamat's corpse was shaved, it would be of no use, as the hair from the umbilical cord could regenerate, and the energy consumed to do this came from the vast amount of milk stored in the Milky Sea stomach.

The divine fetus alone has caused so much trouble, not to mention the other eleven magical beasts with dependent characteristics. The sea of ​​clouds at the moment is completely filled with gods and demons dancing wildly.

Blaze shot through the head of a twisted giant, pierced through several god fetuses along the way, and stabbed the shell of the Hail Cloud Dragon Turtle. He twisted Gungnir and only breathed a sigh of relief when these deformed pieces of flesh turned into dust and disappeared.

"Jasmine, how is Gleipnir?"

[It has been forged, but it is meaningless now]

That's right, it's meaningless. Even if we throw the [Broken Wall of the Sky] into the gap in the sky to repair the sky, it will be useless because the Salt Sea Tiamat has successfully sent her clone's corpse in. Even if the hole in the sky is repaired, the Salt Sea Tiamat's clone's corpse will still be a doomsday-level crisis.

Moreover, the gap in the sky is now behind the corpse of Tiamat. If one wants to repair the sky, he must first bypass the corpse of Tiamat that blocks out the sky and reach the back of Tiamat's corpse, which is probably far more terrifying than the front.

Blaze adjusted his breathing and calmed his heart. He looked up at the corpse of Tiamat. Why did the corpse of Tiamat still look like a simple corpse? A continent, a world, slowly sinking.

Although slow, it is unstoppable. The battle on the Cloud Sea Behemoth Defense Line is more like a desperate resistance and a mantis trying to stop a chariot rather than a war.

This cannot continue.

Something overwhelming was needed, something powerful enough to confront Tiamat's corpse head-on.

For example, God.

Ishtar and Ereshkigal possessed complete divine power and were more experienced than Hela, the goddess of death, but they were confined to the Golden Sea of ​​Trees, which was the sky.

"It seems like this is the only way."

Blaze took a deep breath, and his body transformed back into a human form in the surging smoke, with [Armor·Living] covering his entire body.

Amaterasu seemed to realize something, her body gradually faded, her human form disappeared, and she turned into a pure sun disk.

The clamor of battle gradually subsided, and the second heartbeat sounded as the heavy drumbeat of war resounded throughout the sky, causing the sea of ​​clouds to tremble and ripple. "Oh~ how decisive. I thought you would at least wait a little longer." Aphrodite, the goddess of beauty, opened her eyes as she lay on her side in the shell house. "The first god of the new era, the throne built from the ruins of the past, now ascends the throne, gazing into the future."

"But there's no turning back. You've exploited loopholes in the rules too many times. You won't be so lucky this time."

"And showing off your godly attitude in front of her is not a good option."

Blaze felt a biting chill in his face, followed by resentment and madness as fierce as a raging storm.

He slowly turned his head and met her gaze.

It seemed to be just a corpse. The sinking corpse of Tiamat turned its head and looked over, and opened its mouth. The mouth that looked like a human and a dragon opened all the way to the throat.

She was about to scream, she was about to roar.

"Go to the back!"

Blaze roared and jumped forward. He knew that the chicken would never abandon him and would probably even get in front of him in great excitement, so he could only do the next best thing and let the chicken support him from behind.

In fact, Chicken had no time to dodge. When Blaze raised her arms to block in front of her, the attack of Tiamat's corpse had already arrived. It was the roar of the primordial god. The simple sound was elevated to a level that was enough to create a nebula.

A dark ocean of light containing nebulae spewed out from the abyssal mouth of Tiamat's corpse, instantly submerging Blaze, piercing through the army of giant beasts in the sea of ​​clouds, and passing through tens of thousands of meters of space without any loss of momentum, striking the earth.

Everyone, including the goddess of death Hela, froze, and this incredible blow was just a roar.

"Cough cough cough-"

Blaze, his body covered in black smoke, lay in a huge pit, coughing violently. His shattered white armor was slowly fading and turning back to black.

This attack directly interrupted his apotheosis and almost killed him instantly, but that slight mistake was not luck.

A pair of boots stepped on both sides of his head. The little girl was leaning over to look at him. Although her eyes blocked the sun, her bright smile was brighter than the sun.

"Hey~ You actually came to greet me in this way. Do you miss me so much?" Herbie put his hands behind his back and looked at the extremely embarrassed Blaze with a smile.

"Do you have any good news for me?"

"The good news is that I'm still alive, but there's a lot of bad news?"

"for example?"

"We melted down all the krypton gold equipment that Hermes's Travel Cap had stockpiled."

Herbie took off his boots with a bright smile, then took off his white socks, and then stepped on Blaze's face.

"What good things have you done!"

(End of this chapter)