In the spiritual world of the King of Fire Surtel.

In this burning world that exists in the rust skull, Merlin, who brought an ultimatum, is confronting the King of Fire.

In the sea of ​​lava under the sky, Surtel maintained the posture of slashing with his sword.

This black giant sword with sharp blades and notches and burning flames is famous among the stars.

It is called Twilight Branch.

The sword of the King of Fire Surtel.

In Asgard's ancient prophecy, the king of flame Sirtel will use this sword to pierce the heart of Asgard's world, completely destroy the divine realm, and bring the fallen Ragnarokia to the arrogant Asgardians.

The prophecy of "Ragain" appeared as early as the birth of the Asgard dynasty.

What makes it different from other godly prophecies is that it spreads very widely, not limited to Asgard and Musbelheim.

In fact, the entire world in the territory of the World Tree, and even among the stars, has the shadow of this prophecy.

The Asgardians believed in this prophecy, and even evil gods like the Great Snake and Hela would be afraid of the legendary Ragnarok brought by Surtel.

Odin pretended not to care, but during the conversation between Merlin and Odin, he could also feel that the God King himself actually believed it and was worried about the prophecy of this legend.

Under Merlin's gaze, the giant flame standing in the sea of ​​lava said in a muffled voice:

"Can you help me? Are you willing to help me? Help me achieve Ragnarok and destroy Asgard?"

"No, no, no."

Merlin waved his finger and said seriously:

"I will just throw you into the fire of eternity, and you have to do the next thing yourself!"

"Okay! That's it!"

The huge black sword retracted the sea of ​​lava, and the King of Fire did not bargain at all. Its body sank into the sea of ​​magma, as if it was about to return to the rolling magma.

"I promise you that our contract will be established after you put my skull into the eternal fire!"

It popped out a string of flame-beating Mars from its fingertips, intertwined with the orange light in front of Merlin. At the intersection of scorching and shadows, the two quickly reached an agreement.

This kind of straightforward behavior surprised Merlin.

The King of Vaing asked:

"Don't you ask me what I asked you to do? I trust me so much?"

“No need.”

Surtel sank under the sea of ​​magma, and it said in a muffled voice:

"Just Ragnarok!"

"Only Ragnarok!"

"My existence is for the arrival of that moment. Besides, everything is meaningless to me!"

The Raven Lord blinked.

He said:

"That's just a prophecy."

"Yes, that's just a prophecy."

The flame giant immersed in the sea of ​​magma raised his head, and under the burning skull of the flames, the eyes were shining with burning light, and there was a solemn halo on the face that was invisible.

"I was born because of that prophecy, I was here because of prophecy, that is the mission, that is everything..."

"You can't understand because there has never been such an important thing in your life that deserves your whole heart."

Surtel was lying in a lying position, suspended in the rolling, endless sea of ​​magma, like a big man in backstroke.

It seems to enjoy its current state, it says a little lazy:

"Scarty wants to use me, just as you are using me, I don't care about being used."

"You see me as a weapon, but you don't know that in every wave, I will take me one step closer to my goal."

"Now, only one step away from that future, it's like a beautiful phantom, you just need to reach out and grab it gently."

"Bang"

The King of Fire issued a blasting onomatopoeia.

It grinned with a burning smile, it said:

"Everything turns into ashes, right before your eyes."

“Wow.”

Merlin exclaimed dryly.

He said:

"So your life exists because of a prophecy. The only reason why you exist here is to fulfill that prophecy."

"Friends, your outlook on life is really distorted and extreme, do you know?"

"Maybe."

Surtel said in a lazy tone that does not fit its fierce appearance:

"If I were destined to bring the end of destruction to Asgard, then I would regard that wail as a compliment, and I would enjoy the feeling of breaking the world."

"Actually, I won't hide it from you."

Merlin was like chatting with Surtel, he said:

"For a while, I would have a feeling that there is always one thing in this world that I need to do, and only I can do."

"Do you understand? I will not die or fail until I finish that. I think it's very similar to your life, Sirtel."

"No, this is not like it at all, but I have no intention of arguing with you."

The King of Fire snorted, and it stared at Merlin, and it said:

"What I'm even more curious about is, have you found that?"

"Of course, I found it."

Merlin pointed to the sky and said:

"And I'm working on it, like you said, devote myself to it."

“Very good, very good, that’s great.”

The King of Fire sneered, and it slapped the sea of ​​lava, causing thousands of waves to appear on this destructive ocean. It stared at Merlin and said:

"Then you are a happy person, and those with goals are happy."

"I won't waste time, and I won't feel like there is nowhere to go. I will abandon all thoughts that shouldn't have, throw away all the wits and move forward along the road..."

"I hope you, like me, will reach the end of your mission as soon as possible, my friend."

Merlin didn't know what expression to respond to Surtel's "blessings".

He could only shruggle and turn around and quickly leave the lava sea of ​​consciousness.

As the will rise rapidly, Merlin sighed a little.

This group of stars is really magical, and it can always give birth to strange lives of one kind or another. This King of Fire who dedicates everything to an illusory prophecy is indeed strange.

but...

But it's not shocking.

He wasted enough time with this flame giant, he had to leave, and there were other things to do.

As Surtel said, Merlin had already walked on this road and he could no longer turn back.

Now, put aside your concerns and move forward all the way.

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Neforheim, Frozen Fog Forest.

This is the only way to the Death Underworld from the cold mountains, from which Thor and Loki once went deep into the Underworld.

The temperature here is extremely low and it is full of many strange creatures who cannot be relieved by the call of death.

During the period when Merlin died, the magician Miss Zatanna Zatala used the nightmare tree to transfer the nightmare that was about to break out of the wall into this wild world.

The nightmare derived from the fear and nightmare of sentient beings broke out in Neforheim and gave birth to a personalized will.

However, before the guy could cover the world with fear, Nightmare himself, along with the frozen fog forest that gave birth to it, was smoothed out by the God King Odin with an Eternal Spear.

But Nightmare's existence at the conceptual level is not so easy to be completely annihilated.

I have to say that Zatanna's self-rescue action was still very successful.

Although Nightmare is not dead, he is still trapped in Neforheim and cannot connect to the nightmare dimension, which makes the power of Nightmare grow very slowly.

It had to join Scarty's dark coalition and sent its own minions to attack Asgard.

But the purpose of Nightmare invading Asgard was not to avenge Odin.

It has another purpose to go to Asgard. It uses the rainbow bridge that can cross the stars to send its remaining essence and will back to Midgart.

Yes, it is going back to Earth!

Nightmare is the dark power extended by the mysterious Sandman in the dream dimension due to the accumulated nightmare. It was born from a higher level of existence to feed on nightmare and fear and constantly expand itself.

There is no concept of fear that can be swallowed by nightmare.

In theory, it can draw the fear needed from the lives of Neforheim and even the Asgardians

But the problem is that there are too few Asgardians.

Moreover, people in the Divine Realm are born with strong bodies and will, which makes them rarely have nightmares.

For Nightmare, it's too bad to stay in these worlds, like being trapped in a desert short of food.

In the era of revival, Nightmare would choose the earth as its base camp.

There are many people on Earth and weak will. They are easily pushed by external forces and fall into fear and panic, just like a glass of wine that can never be finished.

It was placed there, letting the nightmare sip.

That world is where Nightmare likes to stay.

And now it and its source of power, the continuous state of the nightmare dimension has been cut off by a strange little dream world.

If Nightmare wants to get back its power and truly gain freedom from the Sandman's dream dimension, it must find a way to break through the barriers of that dream world.

It had met with the owner of the dream world, and it knew that Zatanna Zatala was an earthling.

It has to go to Earth!

On the one hand, it absorbs fear and strong self.

On the other hand, I managed to find Zatanna and enter her dream world, thereby rebuilding my own connection with the dimension of nightmare.

But this is difficult.

In the deep mountains of Neforheim, those nightmares, with black branches, and vines covered with dark red runes grew in the dense forest, tangled on the towering trees, forming a treehouse-like structure.

They are densely intertwined, making the already gloomy light in the dense forest like being absorbed by a black hole.

And among the vines that emitted unknown fluorescent light, a group of nightmare believers in hoods gathered here, and in the deepest part of the vine wood, a severely burned tree was wrapped in it.

It only had a part of the trunk, and there was a blurred human face on the trunk covered with black and gray bark.

This is the essence of Nightmare. The thunder thrown by Odin almost completely destroyed it, but there was still a last trace of power left, allowing Nightmare to escape from the disaster.

"Dignity Master, we have urged the goddess of winter to speed up the progress as much as possible."

A nightmare priest respectfully said to the burning tree:

"She also promised us that once the Asgardians' defenses are broken, we will immediately help us capture the Rainbow Bridge."

"But... in everything our brothers saw, the goddess did not change the plan of the war, and Goddess Scarti insisted on her own strategy, and she brought all the vanguard legions together."

The tall priest made a muddy sound under his hood, as if the darkness was roaring.

"Obviously, Master, she deceived us."

"Or it is only concerned that she can defeat the Asgardians, whether she can kill Odin, her desire for us, and your needs, she doesn't care."

This bad news made the weak nightmare extremely dissatisfied.

But it has never surpassed its imagination and thinking.

On the trunk of the burned tree, the blurred face opened its eyes, it said:

"Let her go."

The sound of nightmare haze echoed in this dense forest, it said:

"Let her attract the attention of the God King for us, let her fight to the death with the God King... We will do what we long for ourselves!"

"Prepare my servants!"

The sound of nightmare is like restless fingers. These nightmare priests are twitching their minds, projecting more taboo secrets and knowledge into their already chaotic brains, and implanting their will into them.

"We will follow her, follow the dark coalition forces into the land of Asgard, and capture the Rainbow Bridge, let's do it ourselves!"

"I promise you my loyal followers!"

"In that new world, you will get everything, you will have everything! Go and gather my followers! Everyone!"

The nightmare priests dared not disobey the command of the nightmare, and they quickly disappeared into the dark forest.

"It won't be possible to rely on them."

A tender voice rang above the Nightmare Tree, she said:

"Heimdal, the most brave general in the Divine Realm, guards the Rainbow Bridge. He is not as powerful as Odin, but he is not able to deal with it with just a few slight scattered people."

"The gap in strength cannot be made up by fanatical loyalty or sacrifice, Lord Nightmare."

“Hela?”

The eyes opened on the trunk of the Nightmare Tree, and it looked at the little goddess of death sitting on the branches above, wearing a dark hood and holding a warrior with a warrior.

Nightmare snorted, it said:

"If you don't hug Scarty's legs, why are you here for me?"

“Scarty disappointed me.”

Xiao Xiao Haila played without any disguise and said bluntly:

"She doesn't know how to lead us! She only has Odin's life and death in her eyes, and she will take us to hell."

"I don't want to follow her anymore. After entering Asgard, I want to part ways with her. I can help you capture the Rainbow Bridge. I grew up there and I am very familiar with the terrain there."

"I can even help you pull Heimdal away."

Hailai stretched out a finger, she said:

"But I need you to do two things for me."

"Speak and listen."

Nightmare didn't care what Hela said, nor did it immediately make a statement, it said:

"Let me see what you want from me?"

“It’s very simple.”

The little girl jumped down from the branch like a flexible monkey.

She fell in front of the nightmare and said to the weak evil spirit:

"First, take away all the cultists who leave you in Neforheim! This is my territory! Neforheim and the connected underworld, this is my land."

"I don't like those cultists, and the smell of nightmare you stay here!"

The little girl waved her finger and screamed:

"Take everything away!"

"What else?"

Nightmare asked unanimously:

"What about the second thing?"

“The second thing is easier.”

A cold light flashed in Xiao Xiao Haila's big eyes, she said:

"After we all arrived in Asgard, there is a small thing that requires you to cooperate with me. At that time, we will act according to my winks!"

"Haha, Xiao Xiao Haila has also learned to engage in conspiracy, and she has a good speech."

Nightmare did not reply immediately, but instead spoke in a weird tone, with a hint of sarcasm:
Chapter completed!