The Duel

The Aesir had sprung from the Giants, and their rule was built upon nature's disorder. Their conflicts represented the relationship between the spirits of heaven and earth and nature itself.

That was why Ragnarok had come to pass. It could not be simply regarded as one divine being attacking another. It was nature's full-scale counterattack against the intelligent beings who exploited it and plunged it into disorder!

In Fenrir's roar, Odin heard nature's wildness and fury!

But all he did was give a cold laugh.

The Main God raised his hand high, and Gungnir, which had pierced Fenrir, coalesced in his palm once more!

Whether it was nature's counterattack or the cycle of fate, under my lightning divine power, beneath the suppression of the Eternal Spear, and before the might of my invincible Aesir army, every effort to resist would ultimately meet only one end!

Oblivion!

Yes, Odin had absolute confidence that with his formidable divine power, he could defy heaven!

No—he was heaven itself!

The Eternal Spear in his hand was lightning!

His fury was a volcanic eruption!

His breath was a tsunami surging into the sky!

Odin hurled Gungnir once more, once again piercing the body of the Giant Wolf Fenrir as it howled with its jaws wide open!

Fenrir whimpered as the Meteor Spear skewered him and sent him flying backward!

As it flew, the Meteor Spear pierced the bodies of five Giants, blasting them to pieces!

For a moment, Odin, mounted on Sleipnir, was awe-inspiring and utterly untouchable!

Inspired by Odin's valor, the Aesir army's morale soared, and they beat back the Giants' tidal-wave assaults again and again.

Even Freyr, locked in fierce battle with Surtr, was reinvigorated. He swung his Antler Helmet with such force that, for a time, he managed to hold his own.