Multiverse: Ragnarok Opening - Playing as the Hero King

Will humanity secure its first victory?

Or will the gods claim the first win?

Thor's expression turned the most ferocious ever seen. He gripped Mjolnir even tighter, and the handle shattered.

His hand sank directly into Mjolnir's body.

Immediately, Mjolnir began to grow rapidly, like a tumor, covering Thor's arm and merging with it.

Furthermore, the thunder hammer transformed, its flat end reshaping into an axe!

The thunder hammer had become an axe-hammer; it could even merge into such a form.

"I've never heard of Mjolnir being able to do that."

"Does Lord Thor have such hidden techniques?"

Odin's two ravens were utterly astonished.

"This is truly—!"

Loki was also greatly surprised, as he had never heard of such a thing. This was likely Thor's first time revealing this ultimate move.

It was evident that the enemies Thor had faced before had never truly pushed him to the brink.

Loki's pupils contracted, and he watched the other combatant in astonishment.

The opponent had also changed!

Chapter 063: Mechanical Demon Form

After the Norse god Thor transformed, merging his arm with Mjolnir, the gods cheered again.

In this state, Thor clearly felt even more powerful than before.

Arcs of electricity occasionally shot from his body, piercing the air, and the aura he exuded made the very air tremble.

However, before they could fully rejoice, the human on the other side also underwent a transformation.

The mechanical body changed again, becoming even more ferocious. It looked every bit like a killing machine.

Two more arms appeared, and the sword split into four, with each arm gripping one.

The lower body also seemed to have changed for greater power and stability, its mechanical form no longer resembling human legs but those of a beast.

Wings unfurled from its back, appearing like mechanical bone structures of bat wings, devoid of flesh.

Throughout its body, intricate patterns glowed with a faint, ethereal blue-green light. This light flickered, giving the impression of strange flames coiling around it.

To describe this appearance accurately, one might say—

"It's just like a mechanical demon."

Goll, with cold sweat on her face, uttered this description with a hint of fear.

The Hegemon King Xiang Yu, in this transformed state, radiated an aura that seemed to rival Thor's.

Their auras clashed, causing the air to emit strange noises, as if it were wailing.

Thus, the gods who, moments before, had been arrogantly demanding humanity's submission, fell silent once more.

Here it comes, the final blow!

The battle of Ragnarok, the clash between humans and gods, the victor of this first match would soon be revealed.

Everyone fell silent, holding their breath, their eyes wide open, fixed on the moment that would bring about an unprecedented historical change.

Boom—!

A massive explosion erupted!

This blast far surpassed the destruction caused by the previous stomps, its force reaching the arena walls behind both combatants, causing them to crack and terrifying the closest spectators.

However, before the impact from their stomps had even half dissipated, an abnormal light bathed the entire arena.

It was a convergence of black lightning and blue-green light, radiating outwards and engulfing the entire venue, shooting up into the sky and painting the azure heavens with an eerie hue.

Following the burst of light, a shockwave swept outwards, a step behind.

At this moment, the entire arena was filled with screams, giving the impression that it could shatter and collapse at any moment.

Of course, in addition to the shockwave, there was also the sonic boom from the collision.

Yet, many did not hear the deafening roar. The intensity of the impact was so overwhelming that before they could even register the sound's volume, their minds reeled, and their ears seemed to go deaf.

"Waaah~~"

Goll cried out as a piece of debris splashed towards her, hitting her head.

But she barely felt the pain, her gaze fixed intently on the arena, wondering who would emerge victorious.

Huh?

Her attention was drawn to the screen suspended in the air, which was playing the collision in slow motion.

Lord Thor leaped forward fiercely, simultaneously swinging his axe-hammer from behind, unleashing even more terrifying black lightning as a propulsive force.

This transformed Lord Thor into a streak of black light.

The Hegemon King Xiang Yu, holding four swords, pointed them forward horizontally as if his four claws were about to grasp something.

Simultaneously, the sword blades were enveloped in cyan-blue flames.

He too leaped forward, his metallic demon wings behind him covered in flames, generating thrust and turning him into a streak of cyan-blue light.

When the two sides collided, the screen flickered as if hit by static and lost its image.

Therefore, Goll turned her gaze back to the arena, waiting for the mist to dissipate.

"Sister Brunhilde,?"

She couldn't help but ask the sister beside her, and after a glance, she was instantly terrified because her sister's expression was incredibly frightening.

It wasn't anger, but a distorted expression caused by extreme tension.

So, it was better not to ask.

At times like this, if she disturbed her sister, she would surely suffer.

Who would win this battle?

Although Goll desperately wanted humanity to win, having lived under the gods for so long, her deep-seated belief that humans could never defeat gods was too profound.

Even though she saw the two were almost evenly matched, she still didn't have much confidence.

"Who do you think will win?"

"Does that even need asking? It's definitely Lord Thor."

The ones asking and answering were not people, but two ravens perched on Odin's shoulders.

The white raven was flustered, its tone seeming a bit unconfident.

The black raven, which answered so confidently, was still stammering slightly, clearly showing it wasn't entirely sure either.

The two ravens immediately realized their tone had cast doubt on Lord Thor. They glanced at their master and were so startled they almost fell off.

Their master, the Overgod of Northern Europe, Odin, had a terrifyingly grim expression.

Hmm? The interwoven light, electricity, and mist were starting to dissipate, about to reveal the situation at the center.

Who had won?

Everyone's hearts were in their throats.

The next moment, the light and mist obscuring everyone's vision vanished instantly. The dissipation itself was peculiar, compressing inward from the outside.

This situation was likely caused by the impact of both sides creating a vacuum, leading to a pressure difference where the higher external pressure rapidly injected into the lower internal pressure, compressing and dissipating the mist.

Thus, the scene that met everyone's eyes at this moment was—

"...A draw?"

The announcer Heimdallr declared sharply.

Both sides were still standing, but not facing each other. Instead, they stood back-to-back.

"No, it's not a draw!!!"

Heimdallr shouted again.

Thor, on the field, showed no new injuries.

However, Hegemon King Xiang Yu's body was horribly twisted and deformed. His four limbs were almost crippled, and the four swords he held were reduced to little more than hilts.

His chest was even more gruesome, bearing a wound more severe than Lord Thor's, as if struck by an axe.

He suddenly swayed and began to fall towards the ground, but then abruptly lunged forward, forcing himself to stay upright.

Though he hadn't fallen, everyone could see that he was already struggling just to stand and had no strength left to fight.

The victor was obvious.

It was clearly Lord Thor, who had sustained almost no further injuries.

Of course, it wasn't time for Heimdallr to announce the victor yet, as only one could survive the duel.

Thor needed to turn and deliver the final blow to confirm the opponent's demise before the match's outcome could be declared.

However, why was Lord Thor completely still?

Suddenly, Heimdallr stiffened as if struck by lightning.

As the announcer, he understood what had happened in the fleeting moments of combat, which most gods and humans had failed to perceive, through feedback from the Akashic Records.

The outcome had indeed been decided, but not in the way everyone assumed.

Chapter 064: God Slayer

A man whose physique was as robust as if constructed from rock could finally breathe a sigh of relief.

But after making the gesture of relief, he immediately glanced around. Seeing that no one was paying attention to him, he wanted to relax again—

No, this time he decided to relax internally.

The man's identity was the sixth god among the Twelve Olympians, the God of War, named Ares.

As the God of War, he naturally couldn't easily show his shaken emotions. A God of War must possess great composure and appear reliably calm in front of everyone.

And so, he breathed a sigh of relief that his earlier tense demeanor hadn't been noticed, as it would have damaged his image.

He had to admit, this "Ragnarok" had exceeded his expectations.

To think that a human could force Thor, the strongest Berserker of Thunder from Norse mythology, into such a corner, making him use a final move that the gods had never seen before.

And now, the victor had finally been decided.

The scales had tipped entirely in favor of the gods. All Thor needed to do was deliver the final blow to the human who had no strength left to fight, and victory would belong to the gods' side.

Thus, Ares, the God of War, felt his excitement surge, almost making him want to punch the air to express it.

Control yourself, be dignified. Let other gods express this joy for you.

"ROAR ROAR ROAR ROAR ROAR ROAR ROAR ROAR...!"

From the spectator stands, deafening roars erupted, cheering for Thor's victory.

"Did you see that, human? This is the power of the gods!"

"Kneel, human!"

"Submit to the gods!"

Some people were spewing unpleasant words again.

On the human side of the audience, some people's hopes turned back into despair.

However, there were still some who supported their hero, shouting his name.

Yet, their hero seemed to have truly run out of strength to fight, and those supportive shouts gradually weakened.

"Xiang Yu, the Western Chu Hegemon King? My God of War offers you a toast!"

Ares also raised his wine cup, intending to bid farewell to this human.