Boom!
The abyss raged.
The majestic might blew out of the cracks and hit the body of the Hecatoncheir.
No one had seen this before—the scene in which "life" was ignited. Thousands of means of death overlapped at this moment, and then were imposed on the Hecatoncheir.
If death could be quantified, then the death which came for the Hecatoncheir would have been enough to turn all humans, birds, beasts, and even plants in an entire country into ashes.
Death, rebirth, death, rebirth, death, rebirth...
It was a cycle of hellish tortures.
Ye Lanzhou was expressionless.
"Rawr!!!"
Ludovic roared, and the abyss shook with him.
But this time, the intention of Ludovic was easier to understand than before.
Let go of him!
Ye Lanzhou smiled and shook his head slightly.
"You just figured it out. Isn't it a bit late?"
There was light.
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On the North Ice Field of Asgard.