Hulk dragged the dragon by its steel-hard tail, which was covered in thorns and rough scales. A powerful blow from it could shatter rocks and split the earth.
"Hoohoohoo!"
Hulk yelled excitedly, gripping the dragon's tail with all his strength and spinning in circles. The dragon's enormous body rolled up a small tornado across the dry, dead land. Its head was yanked upward, and it roared, trying to reach out and bite the fat green man.
But its massive body brought it no advantage in combat. Instead, it became a heavy, living target.
Hulk let go of the dragon, roared, and jumped onto its head. He punched downward, directly driving the dragon's head into the ground and creating a crater nearly ten meters wide. Its sharp teeth pierced through its upper jaw, and dragon blood sprayed out. The giant dragon, wracked with pain, tried to lift its head and roar, only for the green fat man to stomp it down again, sinking its head back into the pit.
While the two were locked in their brutal clash, Renzo had already taken Loki and Carter to Surtur's palace. As for the giant dragon, Hulk could deal with it.
The top priority was rescuing Thor quickly. If they delayed too long, something unexpected would inevitably happen. According to the second prince, this Surtur was unimaginably powerful and had even crushed Thor in strength.
Renzo's calm heart could not help trembling. Too many things had exceeded his expectations. The villains' strength was completely different from what had been shown in the movies. It could even be said that each one was stronger than the last. If this continued, it would be difficult for the Avengers to protect Earth with their current strength.
But Renzo was certain of one thing now.
With the power of three Infinity Stones, he was invincible.
Renzo took the lead, flying toward Surtur's palace and leaving the other two far behind. He could not take care of them now. He did not know what Thor's condition was.
Hot... too hot...
That was Renzo's first impression of the place. His second impression was...
Surtur sat high upon a throne of lava and fire. The Twilight Sword flowed with scorching magma. The dim firelight was like the beating soul of the dead, and the high temperature baked the entire earth. Ordinary people might faint from the heat the moment they stepped into this place.
"Invader... Did that old man Odin send you here?"
Surtur knew the situation in Muspelheim very well, and he was also clearly aware of the Rainbow Bridge's arrival. The lifeless being in front of him had been sent by Asgard.
What puzzled him was that he could not feel even a trace of the man's breath. Not even the slightest trace. It was as if the person standing before him was a dead man or an undead... but he was certain that this man was alive.
The mythical creature did not know what technology was, much less the giant who had spent his entire life in Muspelheim. The universe was vast, and he might not even have set foot in all Nine Realms.
Renzo ignored the entrenched giant and stared intently at the prison made of magma and bones, hanging high at the top of the palace. He could clearly see Thor lying in the cage, covered in wounds, with no way to tell whether he was dead or alive.
Surtur followed Renzo's gaze and sneered. "So you really came to save him. But..."
The fire giant stood up and pulled out the Twilight Sword. Suddenly, the palace shook like an earthquake. Countless craters opened across the ground, as if some switch had been triggered, and magma rushed out in eruptions. Like the rainbow fountains in a park, it surged more than ten meters high. The scorching temperature easily ignited the lizards entrenched nearby, and firelight shone everywhere.
Surtur looked at the huge momentum he had created with satisfaction. It was enough to shock this unknown intruder.
The fire giant turned around, about to laugh.
"Where is he?"
Surtur's eyes widened immediately. Where had such a large person gone?
Bzzzt—
Suddenly, a strange cutting sound came from above the giant's head. Surtur looked up and saw Renzo holding onto the cage. A golden laser shot from Renzo's forehead, cutting through the bones of the cage bit by bit.
"Thor... Thor... wake up. I'll get you out right away!"
Renzo slapped Thor twice and kept calling his name.
The call received a faint response. Thor answered vaguely, his brows furrowing as his expression trembled uneasily.
"Hey..." Renzo breathed a sigh of relief. It seemed this idiot was not sleeping too deeply.
"How dare you ignore me!" Surtur had never felt such anger. Not even Odin had dared ignore him like this. His two sons had been beaten half to death by him. How dared a mere brat act this way? He was courting death.
Surtur wielded the Twilight Sword. The enormous blade was dozens of meters long, and he swung it straight down at Renzo and Thor. The scorching magma and splashing flames were about to strike Renzo's body when a spear suddenly flew in from the distance and deflected Surtur's attack.
Surtur froze for a moment, turned his burning head, and saw two tiny bugs no bigger than his toes standing at the doorway. One of them seemed to be Thor's brother.
"Run, run! It saw us!" Carter quickly grabbed Loki's arm when he saw this, and the two ran out the door in a panic. In a battle of this level, they could only watch from the side. Going up to fight would be nothing but seeking death.
Renzo also successfully cut open the prison and pulled Thor out of it.
"It's done!" Renzo shouted.
Loki immediately raised his head and saw a blond man flying straight toward him. Before he could react, he was slammed to the ground beneath him.
The impact hit him hard. An Asgardian's density was three times that of a normal human, and their weight was also three times that of a human of the same size. If Carter had been the one struck like this instead of Loki, who was a Frost Giant, he would have been smashed to death long ago.
The fire giant roared angrily and stomped down toward the three of them with a foot burning in blazing flames.
Boom!
Carter closed his eyes tightly. The high temperature had already evaporated his sweat, and now they were like fish pressed against a chopping board, waiting to be easily cut open by the blade.
Bzzzt—
"Ah!"
Carter did not feel his intestines being squeezed out, but the scorching heat made him unable to breathe. He felt his arm being pulled, and then he rolled several times across the ground.
Surtur screamed. His entire right foot had been cut off cleanly, and the falling magma almost covered Loki and the other two.
The light of the Mind Stone dimmed. Renzo stared indifferently at the giant's crown, clenching his fists as blue and purple light shone through his fingers.
The attack just now had been amplified through the Power Stone. Otherwise, his own energy would not have been enough to launch an effective attack.
"Don't bully the kids. If you've got the guts... fight me!"
The golden cloak fluttered in the howling hot wind, and the three Stones shone brightly. Renzo swooped down at high speed and punched Surtur in the head.
This punch was wrapped in the energy of the Power Stone. The moment it made contact with Surtur, a purple halo exploded. Majestic power filled the entire palace, and the aftermath of the explosion directly blasted the unlucky trio away.
Surtur also swayed under the blow and nearly fell to the ground.
"Damn it!" the fire giant roared. He was furious, enraged, and frightened. He recognized what was in this man's hand: the legendary Infinity Stones, the kind of thing that had once been collected in Odin's vault.
This was something he could not contend with.
Surtur instantly realized that he might not be this man's match and immediately wanted to escape.
But where could he run? The flaming monarch could not betray Muspelheim. His duty was to destroy Asgard and usher in Ragnarok. Only when his duty was complete could his life move toward its end.
"How is this possible... If I can find that person again... ask him for more power... then even the Infinity Stones won't be my opponent!" Surtur thought secretly in his heart. His hands moved without stopping, and he stabbed directly through the arched roof of the palace. Countless streams of magma and falling rocks crashed down, and the entire hall was completely submerged and covered by this sword.
Surtur drew his sword and fled, not noticing the blue light flashing beneath the red-hot magma...
Hum!
Boom!
Surtur felt pain explode at the back of his head. The sudden blow almost shattered it, and his skin, hot as lava, cracked and burst apart.
Thunder descended upon the world. Powerful divine thunder.
The blessed hammer fell from the sky with a thunderous roar and pierced through the Flame Lord's chest.
"Ah!"
Surtur let out another scream and looked down at the wound in his chest. There was no sign of healing at all.
"Something's wrong. Something's wrong. That isn't what that person said!"
The Flame Lord panicked and covered the flowing magma. No matter how hard he tried, he could not patch up the wound.
Renzo weighed Mjolnir in his hand and said, "It really is a divine weapon. It feels comfortable to use."
He chuckled, feeling like a true God of Thunder.
Mjolnir in his left hand. The Space Stone and Power Stone in his right. The Mind Stone embedded in his forehead. Across thousands of universes, he was the only one worthy of bearing the title of god.
Surtur stood in panic, holding the Twilight Sword in his hand. Continuous magma ignited the blade. His hollow eyes were filled with scorching magma, rolling viciously, and savage flames spread along his body.
This was a fight to the death.
The Twilight Sword erupted with brilliant fire. Its friction with the scorching air produced an unimaginable, violent roar, drawing a dazzling red flame as it slashed toward the god.
Muspelheim only needed one god.
Renzo quietly watched the flaming sword cross the sky, then calmly took out the Power Stone and Mjolnir. With only a slight collision, rolling thunder burst forth with crushing pressure. The sky above Muspelheim suddenly filled with dark clouds. Under Surtur's shocked gaze, a thunder giant no weaker than him fell from the sky and, with one palm, knocked away the Twilight Sword.
In the blink of an eye, Renzo flew in front of him and, with the infinite strange power granted by the Power Stone, punched the Flame Lord's crown.
Just like in the movie, when Thor had knocked off Surtur's crown with one hammer.
It was the same now.
...
Boom!
The dragon's brains sprayed across the ground, and the hot earth nearly boiled them. Its enormous, rough wings had been torn until only one remained stretched out. The skin and muscles stained with volcanic ash were covered with the bite marks of some creature. Blood had dried on the surface of its skin, and broken dragon teeth were embedded in the rocks.
Suddenly, the dragon's belly churned, as if something terrible were about to burst out from within.
Boom!
A green hand stretched out from the dragon's mouth, followed by a head, a body, legs...
"Hulk! The strongest!"
Hulk climbed out of the dragon's mouth, roaring excitedly. Like King Kong, he stood ostentatiously on the dragon's body, revealing a confident smile.
Thunder sounded in the distance. Loki carried his idiot brother on his back and followed Carter as they hurriedly escaped from the collapsing palace, staying far away from the battle between Renzo and Surtur. The aftermath of the explosion just now had almost buried them alive.
"How could that guy... pick up Mjolnir... Isn't that supposed to be this fool's exclusive weapon?" Loki's eyes kept drifting toward the dark clouds, but his heart felt like a beating drum—nervous, disbelieving.
"A man from Midgard can actually pick up Mjolnir. Then what are we gods... What are Odin and Thor...?"
"Human... damn it!"
Loki simply could not believe that a human could pick up the weapon of a god. His mind was almost filled with confusion and unwillingness. An emotion called jealousy reached its peak. Dark-green magic suddenly emitted from his body, and a brand-new sharp dagger appeared in his hand as he looked at Carter beside him.
His blue skin made Loki unhappy, reminding him that he was not a true Aesir.
Loki looked hard.
Pfft!
Carter looked at Loki in disbelief. They had clearly been running for their lives together just now. He had clearly saved his life before. But now...
The Kree boy covered his neck. Blue blood could not stop flowing from the gaps between his fingers, and his life continued to drain away.
With a clang, Carter fell to the ground. The hot earth burned red marks one after another into his blue skin. His pupils gradually lost focus, and his consciousness slowly faded.
"Heimdall!" Loki called the man's name for the last time. This time, the Rainbow Bridge descended in response, instantly sending the two princes away.
The earth cracked. The ground shook. Lava erupted from below, and the volcanoes were covered with black clumps of condensed magma. All of Muspelheim was trembling. Countless cracks opened, and rolling heat waves struck the realm. The end of the world seemed to be descending upon every creature in Muspelheim.
Renzo held the crown in his hand and stared sharply at the changes in Muspelheim.
"It seems dusk arrived here first..."
Renzo was too lazy to care what happened to this world. They were all villains anyway. If they died, there would be no pity.
He flew high into the sky, strapped the crown behind him, and searched for traces of Hulk and Carter.
"There!" Renzo spotted a fat green man holding a thin blue man from far away, jumping across the lava-filled ground. The places where he could land were rapidly decreasing.
"Big guy! Jump here!"
Renzo opened a portal and shouted toward Hulk.
Apparently, the green fat man heard Renzo's shout. He raised his head, gathered his strength, and jumped. His enormous body quickly rushed into the vortex like a cannonball.
Renzo also entered, and the blue vortex suddenly vanished, leaving behind only scorching magma and endless flames.
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