"Damn it!!! Surtur, who gave you the courage to offend Asgard???"
Hela, her face pale and blood spilling from her mouth, flew angrily into the sky, blocking the fire giant Surtur.
Her eyes were deep, and her dark green hair behind her head flew like Medusa.
She was clearly enraged to the extreme.
Surtur's charged attack, using the Eternal Flame, had just completely annihilated the army of Einherjar Hela summoned. Most importantly, that sky-obscuring blade of fire had simultaneously sliced the continent of Asgard in half.
This move severed Hela's connection to her "Divine Realm," Asgard, causing her to suffer a significant backlash.
"Goddess of Death, isn't destroying Asgard precisely your wish? No need to thank me—" Surtur's giant fiery face wore a mocking expression.
Thousands of years ago, when Hela fought for Asgard across the Nine Realms, they had met as adversaries.
And Surtur had suffered considerable losses at Hela's hands.
Now that he had found an opportunity to get one over on her, Surtur naturally didn't mind enjoying Hela's "distressed" state for a bit longer.
"You deserve to die!!!"
Surtur's expression thoroughly enraged Hela. She roared, raising the Twilight Sword, and prepared to fight him to the death.
Only, someone was faster than her.
Loki, who arrived shortly after, looked at the tragic state of the Asgardian continent, and excitedly flew in front of the fire giant's face, demanding, "Surtur, why would you do this? You've betrayed our alliance!"
Loki and Thor had previously allied with Surtur, hoping to use him to restrain Hela and thereby save Asgard.
However, it seemed the outcome was not good.
Surtur's recent attack not only shattered the continent of Asgard but also affected the remaining Asgardian warriors.
They suffered heavy casualties once again.
It could be said that they had lost both the wife and the army.
Even the act of returning Surtur's Eternal Flame crown now seemed like aiding the enemy.
"Our original agreement was for me to help you block the threat to Asgard. From the current results, I have fulfilled my agreement." Surtur's mocking expression became even more pronounced.
After so many years of humiliation at Odin's hands, how could he genuinely help Asgard?
"But you destroyed our home!" Loki, still not fully understanding, continued to pester the fire giant.
Although Loki was cunning and at odds with Thor, That didn't mean he had no feelings for Asgard, the land where he grew up.
"Heh!" Facing the questioning, Surtur impatiently reached out and swatted Loki away like a fly, disdainfully saying, "Insect, you're no longer qualified to question me."
Under the immense disparity in power, Loki had no chance to resist.
He plummeted rapidly, creating a deep crater in the ground.
Then, lying helplessly in the crater, he looked up, beginning to question his existence.
It seemed to have triggered some unpleasant memories.
However, power dictates authority.
Surtur, having obtained the Eternal Flame, had undoubtedly returned to his full power, and naturally no longer cared for a mere minnow like Loki.
The agreement between them, of course, was no longer valid.
"Die!"
Hela, seizing the moment Surtur was "distracted" dealing with Loki, launched a timely sneak attack.
The Twilight Sword in her hand became a blur, stabbing towards the fire giant's brow.
A large amount of death energy, as if substantial, spewed forth from the Twilight Sword.
"Thousands of years have passed, and you don't seem to have improved much!" Surtur raised his fiery hand, blocking the Twilight Sword.
The congealed death energy couldn't even pierce its palm lines.
And the Goddess of Death's figure appeared as tiny as an ant before him.
With a push of his palm, she was sent flying.
Surtur, in his full form, was equally as powerful as Odin.
If Hela hadn't been injured, they might have had a fight.
But now, she was ultimately outmatched.
"Our goal is the same, to seek revenge on Asgard. Perhaps we can join forces." Surtur, having completed his block, did not choose to pursue Hela.
Instead, he opted for an alliance.
After all, there was still a human powerhouse, Mike, watching nearby.
Surtur, who had also suffered a great loss at Mike's hands, appeared to be quite wary.
"Enough with the nonsense, if you want to fight, then fight!!!"
Hela, feeling underestimated, stabilized herself in the air and once again raised the Twilight Sword, charging back to attack.
The death energy around her became even more solid under the influence of her anger.
She adopted a relentless stance.
Surtur, this leader of the fire giants, might possess some wisdom, but he didn't understand women.
Especially women in a frenzied state.
For a time, under Hela's desperate attacks, he was indeed held up by her.
Mike, who had once again collected a large number of energy traits, silently gave Hela a thumbs-up, then drifted down to Wanda's side.
During Surtur's attack that destroyed the continent of Asgard, Wanda had used a Chaos Barrier to save many Asgardian warriors.
At this moment, almost all the surviving Asgardian warriors had gathered around her, including the heavily injured Thor and Loki.
"Let me do it!"
Mike, upon arriving, called out to Sif, who was tending to the wounds of the two brothers, Thor and Loki.
Then, using the Healing Power of Holy Light, he simply treated the brothers' wounds.
Of course, Thor's injured eye was covered in a large amount of death energy, and even Mike would need a lot of time to deal with it.
The battlefield situation was still unclear, so it could only wait until later.
"Asgard can't be stayed in for now, what are your plans?" Mike asked after replenishing the brothers' stamina.
The continent of Asgard, having been sliced apart, would be difficult to naturally repair in a short time and was no longer suitable for the people of Asgard to live on.
"Norway, the birthplace of the gods, I can take my people to live there..." Thor looked at the war between the fire giant and Hela, which seemed to be sinking the continent not far away, and deep hatred flickered in his eyes.
However, as the successor to the "God-King," he still made a rational decision.
"That's a good choice, I can help a bit." Mike, who had already marked the spatial coordinates of Norway, said no more and directly opened a spatial portal to that location.
"Thank you!"
For the continuation of the Asgardian gods, Thor slightly bowed his head, lowering his posture.
As the saying goes, a friend in need is a friend indeed. Mike's actions at this moment were nothing short of a timely help... "Mike, thank you so much this time..." Sif gave Mike a hug before entering the portal with her people.
Besides gratitude, there was also a hint of admiration in her eyes.
"Go, everything will be fine." Feeling the trembling body of the girl in his arms, Mike patted her back reassuringly, then watched her walk into the portal.
Although the Asgardian gods controlled the Nine Realms, their people were actually not numerous.
Coupled with the losses from this war and the people who had already left, the number of Asgardian warriors gathered on the battlefield at this time was only a little over a thousand.
It didn't take long for the transfer to be completed.
"As long as I live, Asgard will never forget your kindness." Seeing his remaining people safely transferred, Thor once again expressed his gratitude to Mike, then prepared to enter the portal with his brother.
"Thor, wait..."
It was at this moment that Heimdall, covered in blood, stumbled back alone, shouting, "Jane is in trouble, Thanos's army has blocked her and the people's path..."
Compared to before, Heimdall's condition seemed even worse.
He was limping, struggling with every step.
It was impressive that he could still run all the way back in such a state.
One could only say his willpower was very strong.
"Jane?" Thor was unaware of Jane's situation. After a moment of surprise, he quickly stepped forward to support Heimdall, comforting him, "Don't get agitated, speak slowly. What exactly happened?"