2100 Last Chance
The Dark Elvesâ Aether, the Frost Giantsâ Casket of Ancient Winters, Surturâs crown and the Eternal Flame were all galactic treasures.
But Asgard, ruler of the Nine Realms, had no use for these things, and so they were just sealed away in Asgard.
But for other people, especially Luke, who was obsessed with research, these were good things he couldnât miss out on.
Odin, ruler of the Nine Realms, wasnât interested, but Luke, ârulerâ on Earth and a galactic newbie, was very keen on them.
In any case, the Space Stone had been given to the Level 1 clone and had been taken away from Asgard.
For the Level 3 clone, taking risks wasnât a problem at all.
Something that could destroy the Level 3 clone had to be an existence on Thanosâs level â and that was only if the clone couldnât run away.
It was just sneaking into Asgardâs treasure vault on the eve of its destruction. So what if Hela noticed?
Did she dare let the legendary Surtur, who was destined to destroy Asgard, swing his sword around?
Between a useless treasure and her life, she wouldnât be stupid.
Sure enough, when Luke approached the place where Surtur had appeared, Hela was already fighting him.
Unable to contend with Surtur, who was hundreds of meters tall, in terms of physical strength, Hela released numerous huge spikes.
Each greenish-black spike was more than twenty meters long and one meter in diameter.
Propelled by Helaâs divine power at full strength, they stabbed into Surturâs lava-like body.
The dark green divine power of Death and the fiery divine power of the Eternal Flame clashed and bit and attacked each other.
Even with Surturâs complete form, he couldnât suppress Hela, who had unleashed her full strength.
The greenish-black spikes flew at his chest and head.
The immense pain made him stagger back and almost fall.
Hela pressed forward and summoned even more spikes.
Her frustration from the battle with Luke and Thor was completely vented on this big idiot in front of her.
Although Luke and Thor couldnât kill Hela, they were very skilled and agile, and didnât give her a chance to attack with all her might.
Surturâs huge body had unparalleled destructive power, but he wasnât very agile â he was the perfect target.
Taking advantage of the moment when they were hundreds of meters away, Luke hurried into the hole created from Surtur sticking his head out â which was also where Odinâs treasure vault was.
The battle on the surface shook the earth; Luke, who was fishing in troubled waters, had nothing to worry about. Sweeping aside the wrecked doors of the treasure vault, he entered the place less than two minutes later.
As Odinâs treasure vault, the structure of the place was unparalleled.
It was only by relying on the destructive power of his complete form that Surtur had been able to force his way out of the treasure vault.
Thus, apart from the fact that some parts of Odinâs treasure vault had collapsed, most of the structure was still intact.
However, the treasure vaultâs various defenses were now basically useless, which saved Luke time on deactivating them.
Various weapons and armor which contained magic energy, odd junk that looked like ornaments, treasures with dense energy that glowed with a strange light, and strange items that looked like creature body parts were all stuffed into his inventory.
This was probably the last chance to loot Odinâs treasure vault in this world.
In the future, the chance of finding anything which he didnât take now would be very low.
As Luke diligently plundered Asgard for the last bit of profit, the battle outside grew more and more intense.
At that moment, the two parties had been fighting for 30 minutes.
Surtur was cumbersome, but in his complete form, he had thick skin and thick flesh. It would be very hard for Hela to kill him quickly with her power of Death.
Even if the flaming sword didnât hit the agile Hela, it could still cause huge damage to Asgard.
Surtur had never been smart, and he finally went crazy after being tortured by Helaâs spikes.
Raising the flaming sword high, he roared like thunder, âDaughter of Odin, you canât stop me. I am the end foretold for Asgard!â
As he spoke, he turned around and pointed the sword downward. The Eternal Flame on the huge sword suddenly surged, as Surtur prepared to deliver his final attack.
âNo!â Helaâs face changed, and she screamed. âGo to hell!â
She suddenly raised her arms, and huge greenish-black spikes shot out of the ground at Surtur.
The giant spikes under Helaâs control could grow longer and bigger.
When she exploded, the huge spikes quickly expanded and shot upward.
Four or five huge spikes pierced Surtur in the chest.
They didnât stop.
The more they stabbed into Surturâs chest, the thicker they got. With each step forward Surtur took forward, an even bigger wound opened in his chest.
Surtaire roared, âYou, canât, stop, me! Ahhh!â
Ignoring the lethal spikes in his chest, he suddenly exerted strength with both hands and thrust the flaming sword downward.
The fiery sword turned as white as the sun, bright enough to blind the eye, as he stabbed at Asgardâs core.
Looking at the rapidly approaching blade, Hela howled in despair. âNo!â
Crack! Pu!
The greenish-black spikes instantly collapsed. The tip of the sword, which contained the infinite divine power of the Eternal Flame, pierced the center of Asgard like a hot knife through butter.
When Luke, who was busy plundering, saw this last attack, he couldnât help but curse. âHoly sh*t!â
He crashed through the remains of the treasure vault as he plundered at maximum speed.
Crack! Bang! Bang! Bang! Bang!
The ground cracked as all of Surturâs divine power poured in to destroy everything, blowing up all the protective measures that had kept the land safe.
Asgard wailed at the end of its life!
Out in space, a large spaceship full of Asgardians was slowly picking up speed.
They stood in front of the window of the spaceship and watched their planet fall with sorrowful expressions.
Thor and Loki stood side by side.
Thor forced a smile. âOkay, this way, Hela wonât come looking for trouble again. The people are safe.â
As soon as he said that, he felt a little discouraged, and hurriedly added, âAt least the foundation of Asgard is still here. We can come back one day to rebuild it.â
Loki didnât want to say anything.
The people would only despair when they heard Thorâs ridiculous words.
It seemed that he really couldnât be allowed to take charge of Asgard, or there really would be no hope for Asgard.
Sensing the results of his attack, the pleasure at getting revenge appeared on Surturâs face, which had been twisted with pain. âBurn, Asgard!â
With one last push, he pushed the last third of the greatsword into the ground, and poured all of his divine power into Asgard.
Then⊠everything exploded.