No regrets

During Ragnarok, Hrungnir ambushed Thor, who was fighting Jormungandr. This had nothing to do with the honor of warriors; it was an eternal hatred between giants and the Æsir. Even if Hrungnir felt ashamed because of it, he would not regret his decision.

Finally, Mjölnir's Hammer of the Thunder God, which had survived countless battles, was covered in cracks and died on the battlefield along with its master Thor. Perhaps it was a cruel twist of fate, but Hrungnir's double had previously pierced Thor's body with flint, causing permanent damage.

This time, however, the fragments of Mjölnir pierced the bodies of Hrungnir and Jormungandr, remaining there forever.

No matter how well he disguised himself, when Hrungnir absorbed the power of nature's origin, his body was no longer as impenetrable as a rock, allowing Bai Mo to observe the foreign object; sharp fragments were around his heart.

Bai Mo punched through the stone armor on Hrungnir's chest. His power was like an ice pick piercing into rock, penetrating Hrungnir's flesh and blood. Now, with just a burst of power, Bai Mo could kill this strongest giant acknowledged by Odin.

"These are the scars left by Thor, aren't they? Ha, fate is truly mysterious. Why didn't you take them out? With your strength, although there would be some price to pay, you have plenty of time to do it."

Hrungnir was panting heavily. Bai Mo's attack had completely cut off his means of exerting force. The battle had been too exhausting, and he was now unable to stop himself from catching his breath.

"This is the punishment I deserve for ambushing Thor as a warrior. Hmph, I'm not so cowardly as to not even face this disgrace. I killed Thor by dishonorable means that day, and now, this is the death I deserve. Attack! Human!"

"Heh, a warrior indeed, but unfortunately, that's not my objective."

After saying that, Bai Mo pulled out several fragments that shone with brilliant light from Hrungnir's body. Bai Mo then slammed his hand down, knocking Hrungnir to the ground.

The smoke and dust were inhaled Hrungnir Hrangnir's mouth like a hurricane, and then he spat it out. The wounds on his body had miraculously disappeared. He raised his hand to look at it, his voice filled with doubt.

"Why did you do this? Human, don't tell me that only now, after all this, do you realize it's not worth continuing to serve Odin?"

Bai Mo shook his head, and then a sword aura, like sunlight piercing through the clouds, burst forth from his body.

"Didn't I tell you before? Your weapon is forged from a whetstone, while I happen to use a knife." As Bai Mo spoke, a towering figure appeared behind Bai Mo, wielding Mad Giant Shark.

A burst of raging flames and unstoppable blade energy erupted, aimed directly at Hrungnir in front of him.

"Come on, give it your all. If you can't break me now, this broken blade of mine will take your dog's life."

Hearing Bai Mo's words, Hrungnir remained silent for a long time. Looking at this guy, who had just healed his injuries, he used the Asura Way to recover. What an idiot.

He smiled.

Thump--thump--thump--

The rocky heart erupted with an unprecedented roar, and Hrungnir felt his blood boil. When was the last time his blood had burned? He couldn't remember.

He dismounted from Gullfaxi and patted the magnificent horse's head.

"Gullfaxi, this is my trial. The final victor in this battle will be your master."

He grabbed his flint club, letting the flint pierce his hands. With a roar, the Magnetic Field Rotation —940,000 horsepower!

This semi-divine artifact had become one with his fists; at this moment, his hands had become weapons and would never revert back.

"Ah, fate, you are so kind to me! A formidable foe, a true warrior, has come before me. Come, this is the glory that belongs only to a warrior!"

Hrungnir shouted, and without needing to communicate, Bai Mo and the Great Blade Martial God simultaneously ignited with raging flames that would weaken even ordinary frost giants at first glance.

Frost and flint, fire and blades—the giants around them no longer chased each other madly. Instead, they stood still, stretching out their right hands and repeatedly striking their chests.

Responding to Hrungnir's heartbeat, thump-thump-thump.

This is the stage for warriors, the world of heroes. The cowards are terrified, the brave are inspired. Rejoice! A glorious duel, a glorious death!

The drumbeats continued incessantly, echoing throughout Northern Europe for an unknown duration. Both players possessed astonishing numbers and viewership, and even such a reckless, suicidal battle required time...

As the sun dipped below the horizon, the flames in the sky faded, and frost began to appear; the battle was drawing to a close.

In the distance, a flower bloomed, a blend of fire and frost. The dust settled, and the drums of all the giants ceased. The victor had been decided.

Bai Mo was covered in blood, and the flames on his body were almost extinguished. He pulled out his right arm, which had just unleashed the power of the Selfless Demon Blade, and pierced Hrungnir's heart.

Meanwhile, the top of Hrungnir's head was also cleaved open by the Great Blade Martial God with his Selfless Demon Blade. The two most fatal points of a powerful being, the brain and the heart, had both been destroyed.

Taking a deep breath, the sweat that had just appeared was evaporated by the high temperature. Bai Mo looked at Hrungnir, who was sitting upside down on the stone wall. Although his heart and brain had been destroyed, Hrungnir, as a frost giant, was not dead yet.

"It's over! You won! Hahaha, that was exhilarating! It's been so long since I've had such a satisfying match."

Hrungnir laughed, revealing a mouthful of rock-like teeth. Bai Mo took a breath and then spoke:

"Since you've lost, tell me, what happened at the end of Ragnarok?"

"As a human being and a loser, I should speak my mind. Unfortunately, as I just said, I have two great regrets in my life. One is that I never had a fair fight with Thor. Now, I am satisfied."

And the other one, you should know, Skadi, that traitor, I'm going to kill her myself. So, as her ally, I won't tell you anything. Today is a good day, now I'm going to finish off my second regret."

Hrungnir shone brightly, and countless Runes and mysterious runes of the giant race emerged on his mangled body. Then, a semi-transparent figure shot into the distance like lightning, heading straight for the barrier where Skadi was.

"Don't even think about it!"

Bai Mo activated his power, but this power was clearly some kind of secret technique of the soul. At the same time, the giants around him swarmed forward and attacked Bai Mo.

Giants have an extreme reverence for strength. Defeating their strongest member will only enrage them, making the other giants see Bai Mo as the greatest threat that must be eliminated.

The Bai Mo who killed Hrungnir showed no fear, nor did they submit; they immediately drew their weapons, attempting to prove themselves stronger Hrungnir by defeating him.

At that very moment, a golden spear traversed thousands of miles and struck Hrungnir's flying soul squarely. The pseudo-god's declaration shone brightly, shattering the Runes and giant runes. Hrungnir's soul dissipated like a piece of paper in a fire.

After throwing her spear, Ortlinde didn't even look back. She rushed towards Bai Mo at all her might. A giant witch with 580,000 horses seized the opportunity when Bai Mo made her move, and spat out a dark, ghostly entity that attacked Bai Mo.

Seeing this, Ortlinde did not hesitate, gliding down like a seagull, wielding her divine iron shield to intercept the secret technique. The giant runes on the secret weapon dissipated, but the power of 580,000 horses was something she could not resist.

Crack! Ortlinde heard the bones in her hand creak. But she gritted her teeth and gripped the shield tightly.

In an instant, a broad, strong hand pressed down on her shoulder, the pain in her arm vanished instantly, and the force before her eyes was easily dispelled. Bai Mo helped Ortlinde regain her balance and instantly healed her body.

At the same time, the imposing figure of the Great Blade Martial God appeared like a ghost in the center of the giants, in front of the giant wizard.