Epic

Within the Norse Divine Court, there were naturally old acquaintances from a thousand years ago who recognized Jiang Yang, and quite a few at that. Seeing him standing before them now, an immense sense of security surged through their hearts.

"It's King Jiang!"

"Fenrir is doomed!"

Across from them.

The pitch-black giant wolf flew into a rage at their words. Even though it sensed something more dangerous than Odin in the man before it, its will to fight remained unchanged!

Loki, Odin-which of them had not been dangerous? It had never backed down, rampaging unchecked all along its path!

"Roar! I'll devour you!"

The dark beam in Fenrir's mouth instantly changed direction, shining toward Jiang Yang.

The vast, evil power of darkness seemed like malice accumulated over several lifetimes, staining even space pitch-black.

Jiang Yang remained utterly unafraid. He unfurled his flame domain, and a magnificent Flame World appeared behind him.

Then he drew the Platinum Longsword. Rather than retreating, he advanced, sweeping out a hundred-meter-long streak of Sword Qi with unstoppable momentum and cleaving the beam before him in two!

That air of invincible confidence and exquisite mastery of power finally made Fenrir's expression change drastically.

This was the feeling of encountering one of its own kind.

"On this road of invincibility, I seem to be ahead of you!"

Seeing Fenrir's enormous wolf pupils contract sharply, Jiang Yang chuckled softly and took the initiative again, Sword Qi crisscrossing as flames followed.

"So what?"

Fenrir grinned cruelly, shaking off the unnecessary thoughts in its heart as it began devoting its entire mind to the battle.

A feeling that seemed similar yet different emerged from its body. It was the supreme empowerment of will and conviction, a sublimation of combat strength!

Something stirred in Jiang Yang's mind. He tentatively sent out a streak of Sword Qi, which was soon dissolved by a black ripple Fenrir shook loose, and the ripple swept toward him.

"Just as I thought. It's much like my forbidden domain, then-a state that enhances combat strength."

Jiang Yang smiled inwardly, roused the spiritual radiance of his entire will, and stepped forward, activating his Forbidden Domain.

"Come on, let's fight!"

A streak of golden-flame Sword Qi rapidly extended to a hundred meters and lashed toward Fenrir.

At the same time, Jiang Yang charged forward with his sword and collided with Fenrir.

Endless darkness and golden flames spread throughout heaven and earth, as though the world had just been created and the clear and turbid were being divided.

It was an epic battle.

The pitch-black demon wolf and the golden-flamed god seemed to be vying for dominion over the world. Golden flames tore the heavens apart, while pitch-black demonic energy polluted the earth.

On a secluded mountain not far away, several Golden Human youths whom the Norse Refuge had selected under the Human Race Selection Plan for their resemblance to the Divine Clan stared blankly toward the Norse Divine Court.

They fell to their knees, submitting to the deterrence of power.

Their tribe had sent them into the mountains to search for medicinal herbs, yet they had never expected to witness a god war!

The youth whose appearance most closely resembled the Divine Clan suddenly asked his companions.

"Which god is this? Why do I have no recollection of him at all?"

"I've never seen him, but he's so powerful. He can fight the world-destroying demon wolf without falling behind. He's even stronger than the God King!"

"The Divine Court truly is mysterious and great. We're so lucky to have been chosen to become those favored by the gods."

"This must be a mighty god of war. After the god war, I'll erect a statue of him."

The youth who most closely resembled the Divine Clan spoke, his eyes filled with intense admiration.

As though reciting poetry, he sang softly.

"The golden-flamed god of war holds a platinum longsword. He stands against the enormous world-destroying demon wolf, suppressing the darkness with an entire world of flame..."

In the sky.

Jiang Yang and Fenrir fought a bloodthirsty battle, fighting from the earth up into the sky.

Pitch-black wolf blood and golden divine blood spilled across the vast sky.

A bloody hole had been torn in Jiang Yang's shoulder. This was the first time he had suffered such an injury since awakening. Though Fenrir was enormous, it was far from clumsy.

Its attacks were extremely powerful, and its combat instincts were superb. It was truly a warrior wolf among wolves!

But compared with Jiang Yang's injuries, Fenrir was in far worse shape. One of its eyes had been slashed into a bloody mist, and one wolf paw had been severed and fallen from the sky, landing somewhere unknown.

For the first time, Fenrir felt fear toward the god before it.

Before this, it had always been others who feared it.

Peerless combat instincts, indomitable fighting spirit, astonishingly powerful attacks, and the confidence to press forward without hesitation or fear of a bloody fight.

Wasn't this exactly what it had once been? No, Jiang Yang was stronger than it was in every respect!

For the first time, its confidence weakened. It no longer firmly believed that it could win.

And that single lapse gave Jiang Yang his opening!

He roused all his essence, energy, and spirit, and incomparably sharp golden-flame Sword Qi crisscrossed the vast sky. With one stroke, he severed Fenrir's enormous, pitch-black wolf head.

The wolf's corpse plummeted from the sky and slammed into the earth. Endless blood gushed out, contaminating the living creatures throughout the surrounding area.

Holding the wolf's head aloft, Jiang Yang flew back to the front of the Divine Court.

Here, the warriors of the Norse Divine Court were once again fighting the demon wolves, and Sphinx had also joined the battle to help.

Without Fenrir, the demon wolves had long since fallen to a disadvantage.

Now, as Jiang Yang returned with the wolf's head and they witnessed with their own eyes that their wolf king had been slain, the demon wolves besieging the Divine Court all let out mournful howls. They tucked their tails and fled, disappearing into the ice fields of the far north.

Perhaps in the not-too-distant future, they would ultimately be exterminated little by little by the Northern Europe Divine Clan.

On a nearby mountaintop.

The youth who resembled the Divine Clan bowed his head reverently and spoke as though chanting an epic.

"At last, the glorious, majestic god severed the demon wolf's head, and the pitch-black, savage wolf head crashed onto the earth..."

The Norse Divine Court-Asgard Palace.

Jiang Yang casually tossed the wolf's head down the mountain and stepped into the Divine Court's Asgard Palace.

There would be specialized personnel to collect useful materials from Fenrir's remains.

A beautiful woman in a golden armored dress parted the crowd and emerged, greeting Jiang Yang with a smile.

"Long time no see, King Jiang!"

"Long time no see, Sister-in-law Frigga."