Claim the Poison Dragon

At that moment, Fenrir let out a roar. The Giant Wolf opened its enormous jaws, wide enough to swallow heaven and earth. Flames poured from its eyes and nostrils, and lightning flashed in its gaze as it lunged at Odin.

Odin raised the Eternal Spear to meet it. He wore a golden helmet, and his deep-blue cloak billowed behind his shoulders like blue flames. Beneath him rode a divine steed faster than the wind. He truly was the lord of the gods of Asgard.

The battle between the two erupted in full!

Surtr swung his arm. The flaming Divine Sword Valdring blazed with light, nearly setting heaven and earth ablaze!

Its sword energy swept out in every direction, spreading for tens of thousands of meters and splitting the entire battlefield in two!

A chasm hundreds of meters deep, like the great rift that had existed since the creation of heaven and earth, opened across the battlefield, splitting the gods' army in two!

The King of Fire Giants, Surtr, was every bit as formidable as expected.

But this earth-shattering strike also set off a chain reaction!

The shockwaves from the World-Ending Sword Valdring raced straight toward Freyr, who was charging toward Surtr.

That was only natural. In the gods' formation, Freyr was the most powerful deity after Odin. Holding an Antler Helmet, he charged forward, ready to duel Surtr.

He should have had the supreme Divine Artifact known as the Sword of Victory, which could fly about on its own and slay enemies. Unfortunately, the lovestruck fool had given it to the Giantess Gerd, so it was gone. Instead, this guy came up with the rather creative idea of using an Antler Helmet to jab at Surtr.

Faced with the Flame Battle Qi of Valdring, Freyr didn't dare be careless. He