Rhongomyniad (Combined Chapter)

Thunder raged and lightning flashed in all directions, spreading like a giant net above the deep valley surrounded by snow-capped mountains. Thor's pale figure seemed to be completely absorbed by the lightning as he clenched his fist and struck the Storm Spear in Rovi's hand again and again.

They pressed closer and closer, tightening their encirclement of power step by step!

From a distance, Rovi looked like a beast caught in a trap. Although he was still active and fierce, his range of movement was gradually being restricted. His feet seemed to be sinking into a swamp, little by little.

Skadi noticed this, and couldn't help but clench her fist...

'Shouldn't you be happy?' Scathach's voice rang out again: 'Now that he's dead, you can take Asgard?'

'Although I hate to admit it... if he dies, I will die too.' Skadi thought to herself in an instant.

'Oh dear, are you giving up already?'

'I haven't given up, I just don't want to die... I don't want to die for no reason.' Skadi took a deep breath.

She was still resentful towards Rovi, of course. After so many years, the sense of identity as an Asgardian god was not so easy to erase.

Moreover, she still had a chance; if she could get to Great God Odin, she believed that the god would listen to her explanation.

This was not because she trusted Great God Odin so much, but simply because Odin was the wise god-king who had hung himself upside down on the World Tree for seven days and seven nights to gain primordial wisdom. The runes he created contained all things, and he would certainly not be deceived by the King of the Wild Hunt dominated the giants and stole their power.

To see Odin, the first thing is to keep Rovi alive.

Because Rovi Weiru died.

He too will die.

That's just Thor's character. He was once very good to me, treating me like a younger sister, but once he turned against me and made a distinction between friend and foe, he showed no mercy.

The name "God of War" originated from this.

Therefore, Rovi... cannot die.

Do you want to help him?

Helping him is also helping me.

'Then... hurl your spear high into the air!'

'Good!'

Without hesitation, in the blink of an eye, Skadi raised her hand. Her long sleeves, as white as clouds, swung, and her five slender, jade-like fingers gently pinched a corner of the air. In an instant, the shadow spread out and transformed into a crimson spear in her palm.

Spear of Death.

— A replica of Gungnir, the ' Meteor Spear ' of the Norse Great God Odin.

Skadi gripped it tightly.

Then... throw it forward!

"Boom—" Just then, Thor raised his hammer, and lightning condensed on the hammer's surface, forming a swirling vortex like Star River.

His towering divine body leaped high into the air.

It struck Rovi had raised his Storm Spear, like a meteor.

The downy feathers on the cloak fluttered like dust, and the face behind the mask of Rovi was silent, his eyes shifting between light and shadow.

The road lies ahead, but... how should I navigate it?

If you've traveled a road without knowing your direction, even the greatest computing power is useless.

He can only rely on his own thinking as a human being.

We already have a plan.

If you are not disturbed, you can be undisturbed.

What a pity.

Rovi let out a soft breath and could only raise his spear to meet the incoming Mjolnir.

He was ready to reveal the Machine God.

Just then, Lin Ran burst through the air in the blink of an eye, his dark purple spear soaring into the sky and crashing into the incoming Mjolnir.

To clash or collide.

Rovi was stunned.

He could, of course, tell that it was the spear in Skadi's hand.

Suddenly, he noticed a purple figure among the spears.

A female warrior with a dignified and heroic air, similar to Skadi yet completely different.

' Scathach?' Rovi instantly realized her identity.

The lightning paused for a split second, and the spear could only block Thor's attack for a second.

For Rovi, a second was enough.

In the blink of an eye, the lightning crashed down again.

"Thanks," he said.

"You're welcome." The long spear that had been smashed to the ground and the faintly visible purple, agile figure seemed to echo with a voice.

Rovi gripped his spear tightly, holding onto the spearman, and dragged him in a spiral motion.

The aura at this moment was different from before. Thor, who was gripping Mjolnir tightly, frowned. The heavy hammer had already broken through the air and was about to fall. At this moment, he could not stop, so he could only accelerate the force of the push.

The 'Rubik's Cube' on his hands and chest blazed with intense light, and the layers of lightning, due to their extreme density, appeared to be almost pure black.

A program mechanism operating on destruction is revealed within it.

Lightning, the most terrifying force in nature that can be observed by the human eye, can also represent destruction.

Even the God King dared not directly confront this blow.

Luo Rovi simply dragged his spear, raising its tip and gathering a storm upon it—

In the blink of an eye, a collision!

Rumble—the sky shook violently, and the earth trembled even more intensely. At the center of the intertwined divine artifacts, layers of pitch-black cracks appeared in the realm of the divine era covering the surface of the Star Body. Invisible ripples spread out like the wrinkles of a crumpled piece of paper that have been laid flat again. Lightning and storms also froze on that paper.

A single sharp edge withstood the oncoming heavy blow.

Thor was stunned.

It wasn't because Rovi blocked His attack head-on, nor because at that moment, the force, angle, and timing of His spear strike pierced through His encirclement, which was controlled by unleashed thunder, without the slightest error.

Overcome skill with force.

Use skill to overcome force.

The way Rovi swung his spear upwards didn't look like he was using a spear; it looked more like he was using a hammer.

It's Mjolnir!

"I have mastered your skills, Thor!" Rovi's eyes behind his mask burned like fire, and his deep voice echoed in the air.

He stepped back several paces, his robes billowing and his cloak billowing. As the lance that fell to the ground rippled with stormy energy, it gathered... like a long hammer being drawn together.

"This move—"

"StrikeAir!"

It replicates the power of Thor, but also incorporates its own understanding, ultimately forming the 'martial arts'.

The swirling airflow on the surface was like the lightning gathered on the surface of Mjolnir's hammer. It seemed chaotic, but each strand had its own purpose, whether it was attacking or blocking, and it was all in an orderly manner.

Yes— Thor's battles may seem chaotic, but the skills he possesses are always hidden in these small details that seem insignificant compared to his overwhelming power.

The Nordic people are rugged, and the Norse gods revere freedom, but this does not mean that they are inflexible.

Thor's hammer strike was actually the result of countless trials and tribulations.

And so did Rovi's shot.

With his own understanding, he gathered enormous computing power and truly achieved the ability to act and move at will!

so...

"That makes more sense!" Thor was pleased rather than angry. "A battle with only brute force is nothing more than a fight between wild beasts, and a savage wrestling match is nothing more than the behavior of a bull!"

"Now you are worthy to be my opponent, King of the Wild Hunt!"

Thor is a war madman.

He is a war god and a martial arts fanatic.

Driven by a burning desire to hunt and fueled by an ever-increasing fighting spirit, the lightning surrounding his body naturally surged and exploded even more violently.

God is pleased, and God is also angry.

"Come on, King of the Wild Hunt, let's continue!" With a loud shout, Thor once again raised the heavy hammer called [Mjolnir].

The hammerhead separated from the spear tip, and Thor deliberately distanced himself from Rovi. However, he did not want to retreat, but rather to accumulate greater power and to demonstrate the Heaven's Might of lightning!

He struck again with fierce force, unleashing even more powerful thunder and lightning.

Threads of silvery-white light instantly converged around him, transforming into a vast sea of lightning suspended in the sky.

The ocean of thunder shattered everything within its reach—dust, clouds, air currents, and even the very concept of the sky itself were crushed by Thor's hammer. The shattered concepts transformed into pure energy, which was absorbed by the azure 'Rubik's Cube' on Thor's body and converted into pure divine power, propelling Him to generate even more and stronger lightning.

The lightning, flowing continuously from both inside and outside, covered an area that grew larger and larger!

This is...

"The MjÖlnir (MjÖlnir)!"

Thor raised his hammer high, and his eyes, hidden behind his armor and helmet, transformed into dazzling bolts of lightning.

Rovi's expression turned serious.

Solemn and dignified.

He knew that Thor was beginning to unleash His strongest power, a combination of the Norse god of war's strength and skill, the ultimate power that made Him invincible.

And so, in the midst of this oncoming impact, in the brief moment when his robes billowed and his armor reflected the brilliance of the thunderbolts from the Thor, he gripped the Storm Spear tightly and turned it slightly.

The eyes behind the mask closed gently.

The slightly raised spear tip pointed at the sky dome above, and a gentle breeze spread out invisible ripples, softly spreading...

As he moved lightly, Rovi's consciousness gradually emptied. As the King of Storms, he felt the aura of the world's existence and the rotation of the stars themselves.

Using the primordial 'Difference' that he possessed, he approached this interface covered by mythology.

At least for this moment, the battle with Thor is devoid of any schemes or plots, and there are no external forces involved. It is purely a clash of strength and skill. Therefore, Rovi should repay Thor with all the insights he has gained during this time and in this battle.

This is respect, but more importantly, it's an opportunity.

Only under immense pressure can transformation occur. To this day, only Thor, the God of War, can exert such pressure on the human form of Rovi through his own strength and martial arts.

So, what is his so-called strongest?

Strip away the power of the Atlantis Mechanical God, strip away the star fortress machine body that was seized from the Greek Cronus.

What is his strongest point?

The identity of the Lock of Heaven? The manifestation of the Primordial Star Power ' Enuma Elish '? Or perhaps it's the inexhaustible collection in Gilgamesh 'King's Treasure?

No, none of those are true.

His greatest strength lies in the trajectory of his journey, the abundance marked by the dissipation of the gods, and the magnificent achievements that conclude the myths of previous generations.

A special attack on mythology and the times.

It is his strongest and most powerful force.

Rovi opened his eyes, and a light yet lingering breeze gathered around him.

At that moment, he became aware of the world.

They sensed the membrane of the mythical realm.

At that very moment, thunder roared and the hammer spun.

Thor's power has reached its peak.

"King of the Wild Hunt, let me— Thor —test whether you have the power to bear this name!"

Thor hurled his hammer far away.

The thunder and lightning poured down like a flood bursting its banks, engulfing Luo Rovi's figure from above and below.

His shadow appeared extremely small in the face of Heaven's Might.

On the ground, underground, and in the sky.

Countless gods had long been watching from the distant sky as this rare spectacle of kings exchanging blows was witnessed, a sight unseen for nearly ten thousand years.

The sky shook more violently, and the earth wailed even more deeply.

Faced with the overwhelming force of a stampede of horses, Rovi simply gripped his spear tightly, and at the tip of the spear, a burst of stormy light emanated.

It is no longer the primordial storm of the Crimson Blade, nor the power of the Enuma Elish.

This is the 'storm' that he realized at that moment.

Spiral, diffusion.

Its spreading boundaries reveal spatial folds, which then break apart. The sky after the breakup is still the sky, yet it seems no longer the same as the sky before.

That was the appearance of the stars beneath the cover of the divine era.

This single shot, though brilliant, lacked any dazzling splendor.

This shot, unlike the earth-shattering spectacle of Thor, lacked the dramatic power of Thor's attack.

But this one shot can end any myth.

This is—

"Rhongomyniad (Rhongomyniad)!"

Rhongomyniad.

Rovi named it after the 'Holy Lance' as he knew it.

It is the 'wind' that he sensed the storms of the present world and extracted from them the form of stars.

Its intentions are lofty and far-reaching.

It may not be dazzling, but it shines in any era.

As it rises, it spirals and unfolds!

The entire world was covered by it—the semi-circular sky and earth collided with the myriad thunderous seas at the same time.

The world was enveloped in diffused light, as if everything had fallen onto the canvas of a master painter, its colors precisely erased, leaving only simple lines and planes...

With Thor's Sharp Edge.

This forced Thor to unleash his full power, a power that had grown stronger after experiencing death.

Regardless of Rovi's true identity, from this day forward, he will be etched into the myth.

It wasn't because of his status.

It is because of his name—

"What's your name?" The final collision arrived, Thor stood in the very center of the sea of lightning, gazing at the shadow of the gleaming holy spear high above.

Rovi lowered his eyes, his cloak fluttering, and his eyes, filled with gold and fire, revealed a thoughtful expression.

He said, "Rovi."

He is Rovi.

A radiant figure bathed in light, a recorder of myths who has traversed the world.

Thor grinned. "I've got it!"

"My name is Thor!"

"The Odin's eldest son, the Norse god of war, the wielder of thunder, and also the Protector God of Farmers!"

These were the last words that echoed between heaven and earth.

It is also a word inscribed in mythological chapters.

In the Nibelungenlied, the "King of the Wild Hunt" referred to himself as "Rovi." Later scholars investigated his origins and, through various verifications and comparisons, reached a consensus: the King of the Wild Hunt was connected to, or even akin to, the sages of Mesopotamia and Greek Mythology.

'Perhaps this is just a coincidence, or perhaps it's from a distant Mythic Age. There really was such a person in that ancient world, traveling to every place and leaving behind different deeds; perhaps this is why it's considered a myth.'

' World Mythology Research '

"Rovi...?"

The Snow Mountain Goddess, who had caught the fallen crimson spear and was gazing intently at the incredible battle scene in the sky, couldn't help but tighten her grip on the spear handle.

She remembered that name that echoed between heaven and earth.

Although she was unwilling to admit it, she was actually very clear... at least nominally, this battle between Rovi and Thor was to protect her!

Skadi was actually very clear about many things, including the fact that Rovi only used her as a tool, and that the reason he protected her was not for her own good, but because he didn't want to lose her as a 'knowledge base' for understanding the Norse world and the secrets of the Norse gods.

Although the snow-capped mountains are pure and flawless, they are not foolish.

She knows.

But inexplicable thoughts... still couldn't help but surface.

The inexplicable emotions of seeing others "fight" for you and "shouting themselves hoarse" to protect you.

It's impossible to suppress.

Because this is 'human nature'.

It is the human character that God cannot do without in maintaining His personal existence.