Whetstone

The divine steed transformed into a streak of light, and the frost giant, like a mountain, charged straight at Bai Mo. The Magnetic Field Power emanating from Hrungnir surged continuously, the Magnetic Field Rotation —930,000 horsepower!

The flint club fell straight down with the force of a mountain collapsing and a tsunami crashing down. It looked like a simple strike, but in reality, Hrungnir's power was highly concentrated. As expected of a battle-hardened giant, his mastery and control of Magnetic Field Power was superb.

With a deafening roar, the flint club instantly crushed Bai Mo's figure, slamming heavily onto the ground.

The Daichi seemed undamaged; the expected earthquake did not occur. Instead, a tremor came from the depths of the Daichi. Hrungnir's attack easily pierced through the lithosphere, erupting only deep within the Daichi.

Ortlinde felt a tremor run through her; if someone were atop the Storm Wall, they could see the entire Scandinavian Lostbelt trembling under this power.

As the smoke cleared, Hrungnir let out a cold snort.

"Court death."

Not long after, a voice came from his weapon.

"I remember this semi-divine artifact was made from a whetstone, and my most familiar weapon just happens to be a knife. Isn't that a coincidence?"

Hrungnir's eyes narrowed as he saw Bai Mo sitting unharmed on the flint club, tapping the flint blade on it with his middle finger knuckle as if he were picking out a watermelon.

"Human, you think you can use my weapon as a whetstone? Be careful, or your broken blade will break first!"

The flint club swung wildly in Hrungnir's hands, creating a whirlwind that swept across the entire mountain range. A cold glint flashed from Bai Mo's arms as the blade of Blade of Hell continuously sparked a raging fire against the semi-divine artifact.

The clanging of metal was incessant. Although Hrungnir was enormous, with the divine speed of Gullfaxi beneath him, he was incredibly fast. The giant's body was like a peregrine falcon in the air or a swordfish in the sea.

Now, there was no longer a trace of contempt in Hrungnir's eyes. At first, he underestimated Bai Mo because of his lack of equipment and the advantage in the number of horses, but after they actually fought, the power that Bai Mo unleashed surprised him.

Only that two-meter- Blade of Hell could deflect its terrifying explosive power with each attack at the perfect angle. The Blade of Hell was exceptionally sharp, and stones kept falling from the flint club, crashing to the Daichi and turning countless unfortunate giants into flesh and blood.

"Oh wow!"

The giant below disregarded everything else, frantically chasing after this dangerous and deadly battlefield, refusing to retreat even as it was crushed to death by rolling stones.

"What? Weren't you going to smash this broken sword of mine? Your semi-divine weapon wasn't damaged by Hammer of the Thunder God, and the dwarves refused to repair it because you were cowardly, so you ended up fixing it yourself?"

The Blade of Hell's attacks were extremely cunning, always managing to exploit the weaknesses in Hrungnir's attacks. Unfortunately, this guy was so huge that he had no way to avoid it.

Coupled with Bai Mo's sarcastic remarks, Hrungnir felt a surge of anger rising in his heart.

"Hmph, what's the point of saying so much? In the end, it's me Hrungnir, who's the Thor's dead beyond any doubt, who's the one who's alive."

Enough with the nonsense, human. My power is limitless, but how long can yours last?

Hrungnir roared, and his furious howl alone killed countless giants. Just as his attack ended, Bai Mo's eyes narrowed, and a savage and surging power, like the pressure of the deep sea, emerged from his body.

This terrifying pressure did not erupt, but instead flowed around Bai Mo like a mountain stream, becoming a black and white trench coat.

Eighty-two hundred thousand bolts of power, the Orca Heaven and Earth Way — the Orca Tyrant Fist!

Bai Mo sheathed his sword and switched to a fist, slamming it into Hrungnir's flint club. After undergoing the burning forging of the Fantasy Tree, the flow of energy within Bai Mo had reached a level that shouldn't exist for someone of his stature.

With a crack, Hrungnir's hand was shattered by the impact. The flint club was struck by the force and landed heavily on Hrungnir's forehead, shattering the stone armor on his head. The heavy blow left him dazed and disoriented.

Not yet finished, Bai Mo pressed his advantage, unleashing another Orca Tyrant Fist. This punch shattered the rocky skin on Hrungnir's chest, and his Gullfaxi let out a mournful cry.

Bai Mo seemed to need no respite at all, and an incomparably powerful and terrifying force surged from his right arm once again. Just as he was about to make his move, a bright blue light emerged from Hrungnir's shattered chest.

Almost instantly, Bai Mo's body turned into an ice sculpture.

Hrungnir's bloodshot eyes were filled with murderous intent, along with a hint of savagery, a savagery that seemed ready to tear his enemy to shreds and devour him.

Although this guy's head and body are covered in stones, he is still a frost giant. Frost giants are born with the power to control ice and snow. Most people's first reaction when they think of giants is that they are just brute force guys, but in fact, there are also intelligent giants, and there are even giants who have mastered extraordinary magic.

Originally skilled at manipulating frost, Bai Mo was instantly immobilized under the boost of 930,000 Magnetic Field Power. Taking advantage of the situation, Hrungnir spun around, unleashing all his power, and brought his staff down heavily.

Boom! Hrungnir's power had absolutely no propulsion; the force of 930,000 horsepower was injected into Bai Mo's frozen body like a bomb, threatening to explode him into molecules.

However, just before the contact, Bai Mo's frozen body erupted with terrifying flames like a rocket engine. Long ago, Bai Mo had already pondered the changes in the properties of Magnetic Field Power.

When his Complete Realm realized and his horsepower reaches 750,000, his microscopic manipulation will allow him to turn ice into fire and air into soil and stone.

Since the task is to deal with Hrungnir, how could Bai Mo not be wary of his characteristics as a frost giant? He had just taken on this mission from Skadi, an ice giant, not to mention that Ortlinde beside him was also a living encyclopedia of dealing with giants.

Faced with this overwhelming attack, Bai Mo did not dodge at all, directly meeting it head-on with his left hand. With a crack, the force of 930,000 horsepower was extremely powerful, and Bai Mo's forearm exploded out like a spring knife.

But he had already achieved his goal. A surge of power appeared on the flint club, and then, Hrungnir's right hand was instantly covered in blood.

On the handle of the flint club, countless Blade of Hell seemed to come alive, constantly emerging and spreading towards his arm.

It is the second cycle of the Asura Way — the Hell Samsara Sword.

The previous Blade of Hell had already wounded this semi-divine artifact, leaving behind an indelible power. This power, at this crucial moment, became the precursor to this critical strike.

The Hell Samsara Sword crippled Hrungnir's right hand, while the damage Bai Mo suffered vanished almost instantly under the Asura Eternal Life Art.