On the battlefield, strength ultimately speaks loudest.
There was no need to mention Rimuru; the display she had put on when she first appeared had already made everyone regard her as a legendary Valkyrie.
Later, she charged into the enemy formation as if entering uninhabited land, a single person against an entire army.
Currently, the Asgardians saw Rimuru as a pillar of strength, just like Thor, and countless divine generals had proactively gathered behind her.
As for the other Avengers, their remarkable performances also earned the respect of the Asgardian soldiers.
Hawkeye, for example, might have seemed relatively weaker. But now, his arrows were a powerful deterrent; the enemy recognized the threat, and the Asgardian soldiers naturally understood his importance.
In a short while, Hawkeye had already faced several waves of charges specifically targeting him. Yet the Asgardian soldiers, regardless of the cost, intercepted any enemy troops attempting to approach and assassinate him.
It must be said—the discipline of the Asgardian soldiers was truly extraordinary.
Captain America, in front of the royal palace, had already become the true leader.
Wielding Mjolnir, his strength had advanced by leaps and bounds. He had even slain more than one Frost Giant Great Chieftain.
In a short while, the palace's defenses were fully held, and there was even a growing trend of counterattack.
Tony, at this moment, had successfully become the most chaotic presence on the battlefield. His verbal attacks and relentless taunting had pushed his "hatred value" nearly to its maximum. Whether Frost Giants, Fire Giants, or Vanir, all gnashed their teeth in fury at the sight of the wine-red armored man.
Frost Giant Flagship
A Frost Giant General, three meters tall, said, "Your Majesty, that Valkyrie is too powerful; our clansmen's casualties are severe. She hasn't shown any weakening of strength or fatigue since the battle began. We cannot let our warriors bleed in vain any longer!"
A three-meter-tall Frost Giant was an extremely rare noble bloodline in the Frost Kingdom. Their natural strength could even rival Asgard's Crown Prince Thor.
War always claimed lives, and as a General, he was already prepared. But Rimuru's slaughter was simply too terrifying. Ordinary soldiers were like grass before her!
Laufey looked at Rimuru, wreathed in lightning and dominating the battlefield, and a chill involuntarily ran through his blood-red eyes.
Her dominance even reminded him of the God of Death from a thousand years ago, riding the demonic wolf Gryphon, accompanied by Death and terror itself.
They say a benevolent leader cannot command troops—but Jotunheim had truly bled too much in this expedition.
Giving up was absolutely impossible; for thousands of years, this was the first time Laufey had been so close to reclaiming the Casket of Ancient Winters.
"Ordinary soldiers, withdraw quietly. The Great Chieftains of the Ice Giants, Frost Giants, Wind Giants, and Mountain Giants, encircle her together. Kill her if you can; if not, quietly lead the battle toward the main force of the Fire Giants!"
The Frost Giant General instantly understood Laufey's meaning: this was to shift the disaster, to throw the scourge that was the Valkyrie toward the Fire Giants!
The Frost Giant General was not displeased; he was actually thrilled. Jotunheim and Muspelheim, one ice and one fire, had long been at odds. Their current cooperation existed solely because of Asgard.
After Asgard fell, the other side would become a stumbling block for Jotunheim to ascend as overlord of the Nine Realms.
Now, being able to weaken the strength of the annoying Fire Giants with Rimuru's hand? Why not?
With Laufey's command issued, the battlefield shifted quickly.
The Giant Great Chieftains from Jotunheim converged on Rimuru, and in a short while, she was surrounded by dozens of several-meter-tall giants.
Boom!
A bolt of thunder struck, killing a Frost Giant directly by Thor.
Unlike Rimuru, Thor and the Asgardian soldiers had been fighting intensely for several days. The prolonged, high-intensity combat had even taken its toll on Thor, a god.
"Not good, so many Giant Great Chieftains… Master is in trouble!"
Boom boom boom!
Panting, Thor swung the hammer in his hand, intending to fly into the sky to help Rimuru.
But at that moment, a Frost Giant General lunged, embracing Thor in a bear hug.
In an instant, extreme cold swept over him.
The Frost Giants truly lived up to their name as Asgard's mortal enemies. Even though Thor was the God of Thunder, his blood showed signs of freezing.
In moments, a thick layer of frost coated Thor's armor, skin, and hair.
Thor was solemn; as Asgard's old adversary, he naturally knew the Frost Giant General intended to perish with him.
Honestly, it was impossible to kill him completely. But breaking free quickly would not be easy either.
Thor hadn't expected that, in his eagerness to save someone, a moment of carelessness would allow a Frost Giant to exploit such a large opening.
Roar!
Even worse, another Frost Giant charged, swallowing him and the Frost Giant General whole.
"Hulk!"
Seeing Thor swallowed, Hulk roared in anger, his strength surging.
The tall, burly Frost Giants were like wooden sticks in Hulk's hands, swung with tremendous power.
But there were simply too many; Frost Giants swarmed Hulk like a hive of bees, one after another.
In a short while, Hulk was covered in a dense mass of Frost Giants.
Crack crack!
Under the life sacrifice of the Frost Giants, some froze themselves along with Hulk.
The battlefield situation changed too quickly.
These Frost Giants were not only ruthless to their enemies but even to themselves. In a short while, all the Avengers faced considerable trouble.
And Rimuru was even surrounded by dozens of Frost Giant Great Chieftains!
"Midgardian, this is not your battle; you have no reason to shed your blood on Asgard's soil!"
Rimuru smiled faintly. What was the Frost Giant Great Chieftain trying to do? Convince her to abandon the fight?
Of course, it wasn't her battle; she was here to harvest souls, nothing more.
"Great Sage, how are the souls of these Frost Giant Great Chieftains?"
[Answer: The quality is excellent. Sacrificing their souls is a hundred times more effective than ordinary souls.]
Really?
Looking at the Frost Giant Great Chieftains surrounding her, Rimuru's eyes immediately lit up.
She couldn't help but lick her lips!
The bodies of the Frost Giant Great Chieftains shivered, feeling as if they were being hunted by a natural predator.
An illusion?
They were giants of the Frost Kingdom—how could they feel fear?
Rimuru activated her telepathy, her small face filled with seriousness, and said righteously,
"Jotunheimers, you are right; this is indeed not an Earthling's battle, and we don't need to shed blood in Asgard."
Hearing Rimuru's telepathy, the entire battlefield fell silent.
Everyone was stunned. What did the Valkyrie mean by this? Was she scared?
But at this moment, Rimuru's telepathy spread once again.
"But we are Earth's most powerful heroes. A hero is someone who can break through any desperate situation at any time."
"Jotunheimers, Muspelheimers, Vanir—so long as Rimuru Tempest's blood has not run dry, I will absolutely not allow you to poison the Nine Realms!"
"Asgard will be protected by me!"
"Where the path lies, though a thousand or ten thousand stand against me, I shall go!"
Rimuru's words were clear and resounding. In an instant, all the Asgardians cheered, utterly admiring her.
Black Widow, Tony, and Hawkeye exchanged glances. Was Rimuru such a noble person? Why didn't they know that?
And had Rimuru ever bled?
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