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A mighty god, a monster that haunts the world, fought a frenzied battle, and endless thunder and lightning poured out of the enraged thunder god, making him look like a huge giant made of countless thunderbolts, and the magic hammer in his hand, Mjörnir, was shrouded in countless thunderbolts, making it almost as huge as a mountain.

Each massive air upheaval provoked a violent hurricane, which roared through the sea, forming tornadoes that sucked the water of the sea directly into the sky, tearing the continents apart, shattering the stars, and shaking the endless sky overhead.

And feeling the vast power coming from the other side, the rising battle intent made the big snake laugh so excitedly that it almost forgot about it.

"Thor, you finally understand, you and I were born monsters, the rest are just motes and bugs, compared to those false racial and emotional identities, we who have enough power to shatter the world are the real kind, how can the order made by a group of motes trap us!"

The erected pupils were pitch black, and the darkness was terrifying, as if it could swallow all things in the abyss.

"There has always been only the weak obeying the strong in the world, how can the strong obey the weak? The strong who obeys the weak is only because it is not strong enough, only we who have enough power to subvert all order and define all order can completely ignore the views of those motes, even if the whole universe comes against us, it is just a group of tiny motes, which can be easily destroyed!"

"The feelings between those motes, the ethics between those motes, and the order that they obey between those motes are always only used to restrain those equally weak motes, and we can never be constrained by the order established by these motes, which is just a string that traps the elephant!"

"Thor, let your desires unleash, vent, show your power to the world, let the world tremble !! your terrifying power, and ...... Kill me Jörmungard!!!!!"

The serpent laughed madly, it finally understood that what it was looking forward to was not revenge at all, what it was looking forward to was the pleasure of fighting with another person of the same kind as itself, and the appearance, body, and other things in the eyes of ordinary people could not bother this pure monster with no humanity.

In Thor's body, it felt like it was one of its kind.

Thor, who has the strongest name, has always been a monster, but this monster has been restrained by the god king Odin since birth in the name of "kindness, justice, kindness, love" and so on, the monster lamely learns the ethics and order of the dusts, imitates the appearance of the dust, and pretends to be a human being, but the desire to fight in nature makes it impossible to be restrained at all, he was born with the desire to fight, the pursuit of battle.

Therefore, Thor, who is the eldest son of Odin, cannot inherit the throne of the god king, some people think that it is because Thor was not born to the god queen Friga and is not orthodox enough; others think that it is because Thor needs to be stationed in the west all the year round to guard against the frost giants, so he has no time to be distracted by other things, and cannot inherit the throne of the god king;

It's ridiculous that a monster was taught to be a god by the god-king Odin.

Because of this, the big snake didn't realize Thor's nature at the beginning, and could only instinctively pay special attention to Thor, feeling that it was very unusual, but until now, looking at the deep darkness in Thor's pupils in front of him, the big snake finally understood.

Where is this battle between gods and monsters, it has always been a battle between monsters and monsters.

As for his own kind, the big snake was not only unexpectedly happy, but also had a deep sense of longing to devour his own kind.

Rather than devouring those gods, devouring his own kind was more satisfying for the serpent.

It is not afraid that Thor will be provoked by his actions, so it regains its fighting spirit and becomes stronger, the fear of fighting the powerful, the fear of death, and even the fear of this emotion itself is only the exclusive property of the motes, this arrogant and empty-eyed serpent, what it desires is to kill the strong, devour the strong, only in this way, can it feel the excitement that makes it excited to the limit.

Kill each other! or be killed by each other!

This feeling of wandering between life and death is like the deadliest poppy, which makes the serpent want to stop.

Finally, in the crazy confrontation between these two monsters, the already fragmented continent was shattered, and the huge hole that was knocked open by the big snake expanded to completely swallow the entire human world Midgard, except for the floating God Kingdom Asgart and the creatures in it can barely float in the air and keep it from falling, everything including Thor and the big snake are swallowed by this big hole and fall into the dead world......

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What is the world of the dead? Grassless, desolate, shrouded in endless mist, it is the bottom of the World Tree, the destination of all the dead, only the dead can move here, even the gods will be directly devoured and become the dead if they step into this realm of death ruled by Hela, the god of death.

It is precisely because of this that Hela dares to repeatedly offend the gods, because even the gods cannot enter this world of death, if it were not for the Runi script created by Odin, the almost omnipotent power can also pass through the world of death, I am afraid that Hela of death has already competed with the god king Odin.

And on this day, many of the undead and ancient departed gods in the world of the dead saw a scene they had never seen before......

A huge hole was broken through the blood-red "Heavenly Dome" in the underworld, and countless living people, giants, heroic spirits, and monsters fell from the big hole.

The breath of death immediately eroded them, and at this moment, even the most powerful power was useless, the giants who had multiplied since the ancient Chaos Age, the heroic spirits who were forcibly extradited to Valhalla by the power of Odin's Runi writing, and the monsters who were supposed to be immortal...... At this moment, they all wailed and screamed, and were forced to transform into geyers and skeletons, and became Hela's servants.

However, among the billions of creatures who fell to death, there was a giant whose body was shrouded in thunder and lightning and did not change with it.

Death, the ultimate destiny of all life, has no effect on it.

No, it should be said that the speed at which it is transformed into the dead is too slow, although the blood of the living is gradually becoming cold, if he waits for seven days and seven nights, this god who has all the great glory in one body will eventually be transformed into a dead, but before that, death obviously cannot make him give in easily.

And with the fall of this great god into death, in the wild laughter that resounded throughout the world of death, a greedy, tyrannical, and huge behemoth whose body almost filled the "sky" of the world of death also followed this big hole and forcibly squeezed into this world that should only belong to the dead.