Super God: If I punch you, you will die

The frost continued to spread.

As far as the eye could see, the cold frost covered everything—the vast land, the magnificent buildings, and even the crazed undead warriors.

They are all frozen.

This was a frozen city.

It is filled with an extreme beauty and the poignant beauty of death.

Hela, the Goddess of Death, stared wide-eyed, completely surprised that this seemingly frail man possessed such strength.

The Flame Lord Surtur's gaping maw and menacing fangs seemed to be clearly visible.

Hela, the Goddess of Death, was well aware of the power of Surtur, the Lord of Fire.

When Surtur approaches the Eternal Flame, all his abilities are greatly enhanced. This is even more true when the Twilight Blade merges with the Eternal Flame.

The strength cannot be underestimated.

He possesses superhuman strength, endurance, and resilience; his abilities far surpass even Thor's. A single swing can obliterate the inferior.

Furthermore, he possesses the ability to manipulate cosmic energy to generate intense heat, flames, and shockwaves.

The heat emanating from his body could even reach the distant blue planet.

Lin Yan knew very well that the Flame Lord Surtur could create and manipulate high temperatures or fire, but attacks such as cold and magic would seriously injure him.

however--

Such a fire lord, Surtur, was sealed away in a single move.

At this moment, the Flame Lord Surtur was like a caged beast, completely at the mercy of others.

"Hahahaha, I told you that God Yan is the greatest god. My poor sister, I advise you to surrender quickly and pledge allegiance to God Yan."

Loki perfectly embodied the arrogant and domineering attitude of someone who takes advantage of their master.

Hela, the goddess of death, paid no attention to Loki's clownish performance, but stared intently at Lin Yan, the man who had shattered her worldview.

Such strength.

terrible.

Horror!

Thor remained calm, his Adam's apple bobbing up and down, his eyes filled with disbelief.

"Amazing! Asgard has been saved!"

People cheered.

"We are finally saved."

"Our homeland has been spared from the destruction of war."

"This must be our savior."

"God, please protect us."

"god!"

……

A woman holding a child knelt down in devout worship, and others followed suit, their hearts filled with gratitude. If not for the god before them, they would be wandering aimlessly, forever losing their homes.

This gratitude made them all kneel down.

Ultimately, the outcry was deafening.

Hela, the goddess of death, underwent a subtle change in her gaze; she sensed that her plan was about to fail. This man was no match for her.

It's all over.

However, Thor's eyes widened, and he exclaimed, "Mr. Lin Yan, watch out—Hela!!"

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"Be careful."

Thor shouted loudly.

Hela, the goddess of death, moved with astonishing speed; even Loki, standing beside her, couldn't react in time, let alone Thor, who was far away.

That moment.

Thor cried out in alarm and lunged forward. However, Hela, the goddess of death, was already within reach, while Lin Yan remained motionless.

A strange smile even lingered on his lips.

Confident and composed.

At this moment, a cold wind blew up, stirring Lin Yan's clothes.

He watched silently as Hela, the goddess of death, charged towards him with lightning speed. The next second, everyone's jaws nearly dropped to the ground.

"No!".

Amid Thor's exclamation and Loki's astonished gaze.

The dark makeup of Hela, the goddess of death, has faded, revealing her long, jet-black, seaweed-like hair cascading over her shoulders, showcasing her slender figure and delicate waist. Most striking is her face, now free of heavy makeup.

Her striking features and deep eyes exude a cool and alluring femininity.

There's also a hint of delicate beauty.

It must be admitted that Hela, the goddess of death, became significantly more beautiful at this time.

"This is... Hela?"

"This...is Hela, the goddess of death..."

Both Thor and Loki were greatly surprised as they watched Hela, the goddess of death, appear in a completely different form.

This version of Hela, the goddess of death, not only lacks the aggressive aura of death, but also possesses a touch of gentleness.

Charming.

gentle.

Especially those eyes.

She gazed at him with deep affection.

Hela, the goddess of death, lowered her noble head and slowly knelt on one knee before Lin Yan, her voice low and deep.

"The winner takes all, the loser is condemned. I have failed, and I am willing to bear all the punishment."

As Odin's first child, her spirit even surpasses that of Thor and Loki; her carefree attitude is truly awe-inspiring.

Back then, Hela, the goddess of death, had made great contributions to the war effort, but Odin stripped her of her divine power and imprisoned her on Earth.

Throughout the long years, Hela sought revenge countless times.

At this moment, the hatred in her heart had melted away.

“Lift your head, Hela.”

Lin Yan said.

His voice was neither humble nor arrogant, neither cold nor warm, yet it rang out like a loud bell in the heart of Hela, the goddess of death.

hum-

The bells rang loudly.

“Your heart is filled with ambition and warlike desires, but as long as there is restraint, these weaknesses will become strengths. Hela, the Goddess of Death, I punish you by having you assist Loki in rebuilding Asgard. Make amends for your mistakes through your actions.”

"Yes, my God."

Hela, the goddess of death, is no longer the grim reaper. Her eyes now reveal a gentleness.

"Our god is the Flame God, the invincible god."

"Our god is the Flame God, the invincible god."

"Our god is the Flame God, the invincible god."

……

Loki shouted loudly and knelt down devoutly. The others also shouted, their voices booming and their momentum overwhelming.

Light has returned to the skies above Hunan, Asgard.

Lin Yan looked down at the people of Asgard from his high vantage point, the starry sky behind him shimmering, seemingly growing even brighter.

This is a completely new Asgard, a new chapter.

Hela, the goddess of death, bowed her head in reverence, "I, Hela, will never betray my god, Flame, for all eternity."

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In the temples of Asgard.

Countless people celebrated this moment. In the most prominent position in the temple was a comfortable large sofa, where Lin Yan leisurely sipped his wine with his legs crossed.

Clinking glasses and raising toasts in celebration.

There were many beautiful women singing and dancing at the banquet, and each of them would glance affectionately in one direction.

That is—Lin Yan.

Hela, the goddess of death, donned a magnificent outfit, showcasing her slender figure to its fullest extent. In particular, her dark and icy aura, exuding a queenly presence, was utterly irresistible.

Definitely a mature and sophisticated woman.

Secondly, the person closest to Lin Yan is the Valkyrie, who hasn't completely let go of her hatred for Hela, the goddess of death. However, she is willing to follow the arrangements of her savior and rebuild Asgard together with her former enemy, Hela.

In the square at the very front of the temple, a group of the finest craftsmen were already carving a stone statue.

That statue will become the most glorious symbol of Asgard.

That is Lin Yan's stone statue.

And this will be a significant chapter in the history of Asgard, as a god saved the day when Asgard was on the verge of destruction.

Turn decay into something useful.

"Flame God, I toast you. You not only saved me from Saka, but also helped me regain my direction and inner glory."

"I'll do it, you can do as you please."

The Valkyrie used to admire Odin the most, but now the supreme being in her heart is Lin Yan.

none of them.

His strength, his magnanimity, and his boundless wisdom are all qualities that the Valkyrie admires.

Hela, the goddess of death, also raised her glass.

"I'll also toast you, Flame God."

Hela's voice rose and fell dramatically.

From the pinnacle of glory to the endless darkness of imprisonment, to the burning flames of revenge within, and now to atonement.

The turning point in her life was not her father, Odin.

It was this seemingly ordinary man.

"I, Hela, swear once again that I will always be loyal to you and will never betray you."

The most inconspicuous creature was the tiny, almost negligible pet lying at Lin Yan's feet. It was about the size of a small pet dog, with horns on its head. Sprouting tiny flames, no one would guess that it was the ferocious fire lord Surtur, who had nearly destroyed Asgard.

"Well."

The Flame Lord Surtur called out in a childish voice.

Its abilities have been completely sealed by Lin Yan, and at this time, the Flame Lord Surtur and Lin Yan are master and servant.

One cup.

Another cup.