Chương 72: Seven
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As soon as the Bifrost portal drops me down, I see a bloodied Modi Thorson running towards me. Turning around, I see the enemy, Uroc the Uru monster slowly stomping towards me.. no, towards Modi.
Stopping Modi, I send him to help his soldiers, to allow me to focus on Uroc. You know, I've fought a Celestial, but I just know, that Uroc will be way tougher opponent.
He doesn't have much skill, no. But he's made of Uru, which makes him almost indestructible. He can absorb magic too, so magical attacks are out.
"They say you're unstoppable and unkillable. Shall we test that?" I taunt, and see the Uru troll let out an impressively loud rage filled shout.
Uroc is ugly, but he is made of Uru. He is also tall as fuck. His strength is more than mine, judging by the bleeding Modi, and most physical attacks won't work on him. Fighting him hand to hand is tantamount to suicide, and I have no idea about Magic yet.
As he starts running towards me, sending tremors all around himself, I summon my faithful axes to me, and start running towards the 15 foot tall being, made of the most Divine Metal in the Nine Realms.
100 meters.
70 meters.
50 meters.
As we close the distance between us to just a few meters, Uroc jumps into the air, in a forward roll, his hands aiming to catch my body between them.
Sliding down from under him, I swipe Astrapi, my right hand Axe towards his back. The axe hits, but just as I expected, Uroc doesn't even get a small scratch.
He swings around to back hand me, but ducking under his giant arm, I hit Ànemos on his chest, once again without any effect.
So his body is tough, his strength is a lot superior to mine, and even Thor's. He could probably tank a full strength hit by Mjolnir and not even wince. Fucking Uru.
My displeasure at not cutting into Uroc must have shown on my face, because Uroc starts laughing loudly. While trying to catch me in his big hands, he says, "Nothing can stop Uroc! Uroc is the strongest there is!"
Taking a step back, I charge Wind into Ànemos, and try to send Uroc flying. Although it works, Uroc took just a few steps back, and absorbs the majority of my magic. Okay, direct Wind doesn't work. What about the other elements?
Sending Lightning through Astrapi, I send it flying towards Uroc's head. Uroc catches the axe in his hands, surprising me, and absorbs the Lightning from it. Unfortunately, for him, he is not able to wield the Axe, and so, he drops down, the Axe burying itself into the ground, Taking his hands with it.
As he tries picking the axe up, to no avail, I observe him, and use the time to think.
Wind and Lightning are out. I still have Earth, Wood, Water, and Fire. Despite knowing that my hits do nothing to the Uru monster, I wasn't afraid, nor was I upset. If all else failed, I have a few ideas to kill him. I could just melt him.
Uroc finally leaves the axe in the ground, and starts running towards me, his right hand glowing white with lightning, while his left hand having visible wind blades around it. So he can absorb the magic I shoot at him, and use it as if it's his own.
This time, I allow him to come close, leaving Astrapi in the ground, and hold Ànemos in my left hand. As he swings to punch my head, I spin around his fist, and hit Ànemos on his elbow.
This time, I find relief, as Ànemos digs an inch deep into Uroc's Uru skin. Uroc howls in anger, and swings his hands wildly, hoping to push me away, all the while growling at me. While his swings are wild and predictable, he is still giant compared to me.
One of his legs kicks out at me, and in trying to dodge the kick, I get hit by his elbow, sending me flying away.
"Oof. That one hurt." I mumble, as I land on the ground about a hundred meters away from Uroc.
Getting up, I see Uroc holding his elbow, looking at it in surprise. It wasn't bleeding or anything, he is made of metal you know. But, the cut made by my Ànemos was clearly visible on the back of his elbow. And now, he knows that I can harm him.
So, joints. They're weaker, relatively.
"Unstoppable, unbreakable, Uroc? That looks like it hurt." I ask, standing up and summoning Astrapi towards myself. I swipe my axe to cut the Rock troll that tries attacking me in two, and get rid of the blood, all the while walking towards him.
Uroc snaps his head towards me, and places his arm on his side. He says, "Flesh wound, God. You're good. Not even Thor managed to injure me so."
As he starts walking towards me too, I say, "Well, Thor's Mjolnir is not a weapon meant for cutting. Mine? It's the sharpest weapon within the Nine realms."
That's.. not exactly a true statement. There are bound to be weapons that are sharper than Ànemos and Astrapi, probably in Olympus, but I am allowed to feel proud. No other weapon can cut into a Celestial.
"I will have the name of the God that injured me, Uroc the Unbreakable!" Uroc says, stopping about a dozen meters in front of me.
Shrugging, I answer, "The name is Theos Jordson."
"Well met, Jordson. Now be prepared to die!" Uroc snarls, and starts his attack.
As Uroc punches towards my head, I hold my axes in front of my body, hoping to gauge his actual strength, and brace myself. The hit lands, and my axes absorb most of the force of the hit. The rest of the force sends me skidding backwards.
He prepares his left hand for a second consecutive punch, and I spin around it, going towards his body. With an upward swipe of my Astrapi, I cut into Uroc's inner elbow, and as he's distracted by the unexpected pain, I jump up, kneeing him in the face.
"SON OF A BITCH!" I yell, jumping back to rub my knee.
Okay, bad idea. Uroc gets sent a single step back, cuts in both of his elbow, but even I'm not okay. My knee is hurt, not broken, but hurt.
As Uroc takes a step forward, his elbows cut, but still able to use them, I send my magic to heal my knee. Once again, Uroc is made of Uru. He might feel phantom pains, he might feel actual pain, but he doesn't actually get hurt. The cut elbows are not inhibiting his strength, at all.
Okay, I cannot physically harm him without going all Celestial, or using the Power Stone. My Magic won't work, and my axes are only useful for flesh wounds when it comes to him. I cannot even bring out the newly made Uru long sword out, because he'll just steal it from me and then use it. It wasn't Enchanted yet.
Taking a deep breath, I let it out of my mouth, and send my axes back to their holsters. Now barehanded, I close my eyes, and take a stance. My foot shoulder length wide, my knees bent, and my left palm near the inner elbow of my right hand.
Uroc runs towards me, with a fist extended. Placing my palm on the wrist of his extended left hand, I allow it to go over my shoulder, and as he loses a bit of his balance, I use my left hand to pick him up, and send him flying by the judo throw.
As he goes into the air by my throw, I stomp my right foot on the ground, and summon a giant fist made of Earth. Uroc flies towards the fist, and the fist hits him on his whole body, sending him back towards me. Unsurprisingly, the Earth Fist breaks up after doing its job.
The disoriented Uroc approaches my location, and without giving him any chance to gather his marbles, I catch his impressive weight in my hands, and slam him into the ground, that begins softening up.
Uroc slowly stands up, stumbling a bit, and says, "You cannot kill me Jordson! I'm Uroc the Unbreakable!"
"Ah, that's the thing Uroc. You're unbreakable, but you aren't unsinkable. In fact, you're the most Sink-able person here." I say, and I point my finger at the ground.
I had turned the ground under him, and a few meters all around, into quicksand. But only creating quicksand probably wouldn't have worked in taking care of such an impressive opponent.
Before he can try and use his superior strength to break free from the Quicksand, I clap my hands together, and bind Uroc completely in highly dense wood. This wood was infused by my Divine energies, and it could tank at least one complete hit from my Axe before being cut.
"Be thankful." I say, as my wood starts pulling Uroc underground. "The other option was melting you completely with the fire from a Blue Dwarf. And no, I don't mean the Denizens of Nidavellir."
"You have my respect, Asgardian. You defeated me by yourself. Uroc will return, and when he does, he will have his revenge!" Uroc says, and I can't help but respect the mad man.. troll, for that. Except he did call me an Asgardian, which I did not like much.
"…"
"…"
"… Well this is awkward." I say, breaking eye contact with the Uru monster.
"How long will this take?" Uroc asks, halfway through the ground, and I can just see him struggling to get out of the bindings. Alas, he doesn't have much momentum to break the bindings.
I shrug, and say, "Don't blame me. You're resistant to magic, and also heavy, and it's making it harder to get you underground."
".. so I can still get out of this?" Uroc asks, hope blossoming on his face.
I just look at him, and shake my head. The sand was already up to his chest by now, and given how big he is, that's good. For me.
I say, "It was nice meeting you, Uroc. I'm just upset that we were on opposite sides in this war. But for now, it's goodbye."
Uroc, still struggling to get out of his bindings, gets taken underground, buried below Nidavellir for eternity. Which is about a day and a half at the most.
He was a good man, and he will be remembered.
"No he wasn't. He literally murdered millions in his long life, and he carried out a coup against our previous leader." A troll interrupts, as he comes to stand beside me, the battle around us still going strong.
Slapping his face, I send him flying towards another Troll, saving a dwarf from being backstabbed, and mumble, "I thought I bloody got rid of that habit. Apparently not."
Shaking my head, I turn to Modi, who was happily back to killing trolls, and ask, "You okay here? I need to go back to give relief to anyone that needs it."
"Hah!" Modi yells, snapping the neck of one troll, and using the corpse to slap another troll away. He says, "Verily, my good man! I shall handle the rest! Norns be with ye!"
They can't, actually. They're dead. But I understand your feelings, Modi.
Knowing that the remaining 20 Einherjar, Modi Thorson, and the still 400 strong Dwarven army will handle the rest, with the help of the dozen Valkyrie that just appeared in the skies above, I look up, and yell, "Take me away Heimdall!"
With the rainbow bridge that appears out of nowhere, I exit the Realm of Nidavellir, and once again return to the Bifrost Observatory on Asgard.
"How did it go, My Lord?" Heimdall asks, his head still facing the Observatory.
I snort, and ask, "Like you didn't see the fight, Heimdall. It was a good fight. Thor would have enjoyed fighting him again."
"Prince Thor is many things, my Lord. Master of Magic, he is not. The fight would not have ended so soon, if Prince Thor had gone in your stead." Heimdall argues.
Dipping my head in acknowledgement, I say, "True. But that was the Thor from before Nornheim. Now, he could have defeated Uroc within a few seconds at most."
Rune Prince Thor. That's what he called himself yesterday, after Buri had told us about a version of Thor that had managed to banish the upper bastards. Rune King Thor. Just how weak, but smarter, the Rune Prince Thor is, compared to the Rune King Thor, we will find out soon enough.
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On every other Realms as the fight starts going awry for the allies of Asgard, a few dozen Valkyrior fly in on top of their Pegasi, to lend a hand to them all.
But this was just the start. Cannon fodder fights. The real fights, like the one between Baldur and Malekith, will take a long time before they end.
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In Helheim, Hela and Fenrir, along with her faithful dog Garmr, begin their journey to the Eternal Realm of Asgard, an army of undead berserkers, and the souls within Hel at her back.
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In Muspelheim, as the Fire Demons start going through the portals, spreading out to go to Asgard, Vanaheim, Nidavellir, and Alfheim, Surtur himself prepares his Twilight Sword, for a journey to Asgard.
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Meanwhile, in Jotunheim, the armies of the Giants were unable to go anywhere but Vanaheim, thanks to the Magic of the Vanir Sorcerers. Laufey, who was aiming to finally kill his wayward son, Loki, as well as the King of Asgard, frowns, having to settle for the family of the Queen of Asgard.
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A/N: Next few chapters will be confusing. There will be many battles happening at the same time, which I will have to write separately.
Also, remember that even if the two main fighters are the ones I'll focus on, there are definitely cannon fodders fighting around them all.
Wish me luck, and tell me if anything feels wrong to you. I'll definitely take your advice under consideration.
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