The One-Sided Defeat

Leon finally made his appearance.

In the frozen seawater, Odin, his eyes tightly shut, finally breathed a sigh of relief.

He had already half-entered Odin's Sleep.

In this state, his divine power could recover, his injuries could heal, and his life could be extended.

Although he had closed his eyes upon entering Odin's Sleep,

he could still clearly sense what was happening outside.

If Leon changed his mind and refused to act, Odin would have to risk his life to deal with Laufey.

To be honest, Odin really did not want to spend the little time he had left on that blue-skinned old popsicle.

By now, one-tenth of Asgard had fallen under the ice.

Laufey led his army across the ice, as if he were already walking through his own territory.

He had never felt so triumphant.

His most powerful enemy, Odin, had already fallen.

His enemy's son had also been frozen by him and was not far from death.

Laufey truly could not imagine any reason he might fail.

Although he could not understand how he had won, or why Odin had aged to the point that he could barely hold his spear steady,

none of that mattered anymore.

Laufey only knew that he had won.

No one could stop him now!

"So I am Ragnarok after all. The so-called Ragnarok began because of me." Laufey sighed with emotion.

He stood atop an ice peak he had created.

With the Casket of Ancient Winters in one hand and an ice sword pointing toward Asgard in the other, he was filled with boundless pride.

"I am invincible. I am eternal. From today onward, I am the new master of the Nine Realms. The Frost Giants will once again become the rulers of the Nine Realms!"

Beneath the ice peak, tens