Superman

Odin looked up and saw the pale face of the smiling bird of prey, and memories of the past came flooding back.

He and the serpent, Kull, were like replicas of Thor and Loki.

Only more often than not, Odin acted as the latter.

A not-so-bright, honest and open character.

And at the same time, Serpent Kull doesn't have the heart of justice and fairness to qualify as a benevolent king.

They are mixed with a bit of shade in their bones.

Like a glass of water, mixed with violence and lust for power, it gets complicated.

These two brothers loved each other, traveled with each other, and went their separate ways, eventually turning against each other.

"Kull, you're not dead yet."

The God King grinned, coming up with a friendly greeting that fully demonstrated his concern for his brother.

"How could I be dead, Odin."

The serpent Kull chuckled, his birds of prey face full of pleasure.

It was a delightful good thing to be able to see Odin's wretched and defeated appearance.

"Hmph!"

The God King was barely able to hold himself up, sitting against the ground.

The messy white hair was stained with dust, and the large hole in his chest that had broken open was slow to heal.

The golden armor was splintered and crumbling apart.

The Eternal Gun Gunnar, even more so, was taken away by that damned human.

All in all, at this time, Odin had nothing and was extremely weak.

It was no longer the majestic and imposing God King from before.

"Stupid brother yo, you shouldn't have forgotten that I am the Chosen Monarch of Asgard, have received the approval of the World Tree, have received the approval of the Ancient Gods, and am the true King!"

The serpent Kull leaned down and spoke fiercely.

"My life is linked to Asgard, and even though you have mastered the original power of the Rune of Luon, you cannot erase my existence."

"And you, Odin, are nothing but a treacherous villain, a despicable usurper!"

The more the serpent Kull spoke, the angrier he became, suddenly reaching out and strangling the God King's neck.

Like the divine power of fear of phosphorescent green flames, it turned into a long sword in an instant and pinned it firmly to the wall.

As the sword pierced through his chest, Odin couldn't help but let out a painful grunt.

And then gritting his teeth, he looked at his brother in anger.

"You're just a cruel and murderous tyrant, Kull."

"Father made the wrong choice! He shouldn't have chosen you to be king!"

Odin was pinned to the wall by the longsword, and fear of divine power seeped into his body.

Like a tarsal maggot, it gnawed flesh and blood viciously.

As he suffered unimaginable torture, he retorted, "The Warner Clan, the Asa Clan, the Dwarves ...... you have killed several of their gods, remember?"

"You skinned them to the bone, stripped them of their divine power, and forged the Fear God Hammer!"

"Asgard, the speeding chariot, will only sail to the abyss of destruction if it continues to be led by you."

Odin rallied, meeting the cold gaze of the serpent Kull without flinching.

He did not see what he had done as wrong, nor did he see it as betrayal.

"You're still so fond of making excuses for yourself, Odin."

Asgard's fear of the god, coldly.

"Remember when we were kids? Once you stole away behind your father's back to the forest altar of the Warner clan and carried back a white colt with eight legs, and what was its name going? Sleipnir!"

"When the Warner clan found out, accused the Asa clan of being vile thieves, and demanded the colt back, Father became furious and wanted to punish you severely."

"But no matter how much Father asked you, Odin, you never admitted that you had stolen the colt."

"'It ran to me on its own', you answered stubbornly as you cried."

The serpent Kull looked cold, as if sensing his emotions.

The phantom green flames that lingered around his body soared and turned into a thorny whip.

Crack!

The whip struck Odin's torso, bringing a trail of blood.

"In the end, Father believed you, and got into a bit of a fight with the Warner Gods over it."

Serpent Kull scoffed and laughed.

He knew his brother too well.

He loved to whitewash mistakes with grandiose and generous words.

"Odin, you've never changed, always the same thief who stole the colt but insisted on lying."

"You stole the throne from me, and then told the world that you overthrew me because of my cruelty and murderousness and tyranny."

"This lie has been told so many times and for so long that even you have lied to yourself."

Snap! Snap! Snap!

The serpent Kull raised his thorn whip and lashed it repeatedly, without mercy.

Odin, who had lost the ability to resist, could only let it do its work and endure this pain.

"Asgard's fate is already sealed, twilight comes and the gods fall."

"The flaming giant Sultur, the grumbling malevolent beast Mangogo, and countless other enemies who will set the fairy palace ablaze with fire."

"The moment I ascended the throne, I peered into the spinning threads woven by the Three Goddesses of Destiny to see the shattered fragments of the final hour."

"Heavenly Father's power is far from enough to cope."

"Therefore, I will become more powerful than the ancient gods of the Shadowlands, to surpass the Heavenly Father and break the limits!"

The serpent Kull whipped Odin to a bloody halt.

The other side even went so far as to erase his existence from the history of Asgard, in order to prevent his reawakening.

No one knew the name of the serpent Kull, the god of fear, then his power grew weaker.

If not for the early years, the story of his own forging of eight hammers of the Goddess of Fear, recorded in a handbook, remained in the Atrium World.

Perhaps, the serpent Kull would have to sleep under the deep sea forever until he was completely forgotten.

The lashing would at most vent a paltry amount of hatred.

The rest, he would repay to the other side twice as much!

With that in mind, malice rose within the serpent Kull and slowly said, "The eight Fear Hammers are only the beginning, in my plan, they will destroy the eight kingdoms and draw the power of fear from billions of creatures, thus completely forging success."

"At that time, I will be able to give my all and cut off Asgard's line of destiny!"

Odin looked at the serpent Kull, who spoke the truth, with the same eyes he regarded the madman.

He thought he was cold-blooded enough to look the other way and sacrifice the billions of humans in the Atrium World to prevent the other from fully awakening.

But compared to the serpent Kull, he was a brother - in every sense of the word.

Destroying eight worlds and forging an eight-bell divine hammer was too morbid.

Nine worlds, equals leaving Asgard this one!

The rest of the worlds and races are to be offered as sacrifices!

"Look at your indecisiveness, it's both hypocritical and disgusting."

Ouroboros said in disgust.

"You could sacrifice the Atrium World and be a cold-blooded executioner to save Asgard, but you're not willing to sacrifice more and take an even greater curse, how could I have a brother like you!"

He raised his hand and waved out a sheet of phosphorescent green flame, each condensing eight long swords to pierce through Odin's hands and feet, imprisoning him like a cage.

And then, this newly awakened God of Fear, with his hands behind his back, turned around.

"Don't worry, I won't kill you, Odin."

"I want you to watch as my army of fear sweeps through the atrium and attacks Asgard, completely shattering your lies and your accomplishments."

Odin closed his eyes in pain and managed to say, "You do not fear Saul? He is the one who is prophesied to kill your destiny!"

"Hahaha, that's where I'm different from you."

Ouroboros Kull was full of confidence, his rickety body slowly straightening.

"I don't believe in predestined fate! Thor is the one who slays the serpent, so it is written in the prophecy."

"But, if I am determined to slay the twilight of the gods, how can I be afraid of a mere Thor!"

He bent down and pressed his palms against the cold, hard, thick tundra.

The dark green flames spread fast, like wild grass growing wild.

Swish! Swish! Swish!

It was as if the gates of the underworld world had opened, and a tidal wave of rotting flesh and blood skeletons emerged.

They were clad in armor, holding swords and spears, their empty eye sockets burning with phantom green flames.

Some of them were also riding nightmare bone horses, or riding miserable white bone dragons.

It was like an endless ocean.

It was a great army!

The serpent Kull holds the key to the Nibelungen.

He can summon the undead warriors of the Land of the Dead at any time.

"My daughter, go! Lead them in spreading fear around the world! Let every man die in trembling, in despair!"

The serpent Kull raised his hand and a black ship sailed across the icy sea.

The masts were full of dead bodies, and the canvas was tattered and tattered as if it were rotting.

"Heavenly Father! At your will!"

Kneeling on one leg, the daughter of the Red Skull, Cynthia gripped the warhammer and nodded vigorously.

She was going to accomplish something grand that even her father had failed to achieve!

Destroy this world!

......

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Asgard, the Asgard.

"It's unfortunate to break the news to you."

Luke looked sullen and looked to Saul, who had just been released from prison.

"Odin, he had a momentary lapse and fell into the hands of the awakened serpent Kull."

Within the Great Hall, the Gatekeeper Heimdall rolled his eyes.

He had watched the entire battle in its entirety, but the God King was clearly thrown over as a lead ball.

The Queen of Heaven, Frigga, was expressionless and silent.

Only Thor, the god of thunder, he doubted, "Father is not fighting you ......"

"Odin and I are merely having a friendly sparring session, he is the noble God King of Asgard and I am the supreme mage of Kamataji, we are in the same camp, what can we have a grudge against each other."

Luke said with a big wave of his righteous hand.

"So, why is Odin's Eternal Lance, Gunnar, in your hands?"

Loki pointed out, asking weakly.

She had seen superhuman strength in the battle for supreme mage domination and didn't dare to arch fire.

Besides, the other side had beaten Odin up badly.

This made Loki feel so good that she couldn't wait for Superman to step it up.

"Ah, this ...... was personally given to me by Odin before he fell into the clutches of the serpent Kull."

Luke gripped Gunnar, coughed twice, and cleared his throat, "It is well known that a crisis is coming, not only for Earth, but for Asgard, and the entire Nine Realms."

"Odin and I, one representing Earth and the other representing Asgard, were supposed to form an alliance to fight against that God of Fear."

"But, during the cutscene, Odin was attacked and captured alive by the serpent Kull, and is now in a situation that must be dangerous as well."

"I think he handed over Gungnir to me, meaning that he wanted me to join forces with Thor to stop this crisis and rescue the God King at the same time."

Luke looked serious and unfazed by the nonsense.

He didn't think Thor would turn him down, with Earth at stake and his dad in enemy hands.

Eight Heavenly Hammers, the legions of dead, plus the once also fathered, yet to be fought, Serpent Kull.

What can Asgard, who has lost Odin's seat, do against that God of Fear?

Leaving the Supreme Mage behind and fighting alone was clearly not a wise choice.

That was why Heimdall hadn't poked Luke out loud, and Diva Frigga hadn't said a word.

Endure the calm for a while and take a step back.

Any grudges, we'll talk about it after we get the serpent killed and save Odin.

If you really want to turn the other cheek, who will be Luke's opponent here?

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"Saul, what the Supreme Master has said should be the truth."

Finally, the Queen of Heaven, Frigga, spoke.

"Nowadays, confronting the serpent Kull is the most important thing, other issues, put aside for now."

The graceful and honorable Queen of Heaven's words carried deep meaning, and Luke's smile was gentle, as if he hadn't heard it.

He could defeat Odin once, then he could defeat him a second time.

Currently, Superman was seated at the top of the Nine Realms, the strongest of the strongest.

Unless Saul could surpass his dad and take his comprehension of the Rune of Luun to another level and promote to "Rune King".

Otherwise, Luke thought he should be without a rival.

"The Queen of Heaven has a point, eight Heavenly Hammers have appeared, and the Avenger alone cannot stop them."

Luke, who bore the name of the Supreme Mage, skillfully took over the dominance.

Odin had made other preparations besides sacrificing the Atrium World and preparing to bombard the Earth with the Rainbow Bridge.

The Atrium had been used as an arsenal by him, with all sorts of armor and weapons being produced like a stream of water, and demon possessions being made.

Several legions had been summoned back from other worlds, strenuously preparing for the battle.

It looked like Odin had prepared for the worst.

"But the Rainbow Bridge is destroyed, how are we supposed to get to Earth?"

Saul asked with a frown.

All eyes in the palace were focused on Luke.

The latter looked calm and not at all embarrassed.

"The destruction of the Rainbow Bridge is a good thing,"

Luke said gravely.

"Lest you forget, the serpent Kull is the former king of Asgard - what? You don't know yet, let Loki tell you the details later."

Released from prison Saul scratched his head, he felt as if he was missing out on a lot.

Serpent Kull, Heaven's Hammer Respected ......

This was all new to me.

"Maybe he has some means to control the Rainbow Bridge and instead transmit the legions of the dead to Asgard, and then he'll be the one to draw the wolf into the house."

Luke wore a superior expression of "everything was already expected", and Saul half-expected it.

"As for how to travel to Earth, Saul, it's up to you!"

He points to Thor, the fat mansion cowering in the corner.

This sunglasses-wearing, mustachioed Thor stepped forward with a six-legged stride.

"I know a way out!"

He used to avoid the Rainbow Bridge with Loki and travel to other worlds from the underground dark river.

"Is this dead fat man reliable?"

Saul, who held Myrtle Neal, didn't look too good.

He hated the other man, not only for bearing the same name as himself, but also for his bloated body, his greasy breath, and his decadent style ......

More importantly, the guy, who was always staring at Loki with a smirk and was fawning over nothing.

Any jerk who was plotting against his sister, Saul was obligated to smash them with a hammer!

"Your name is Dead Fatty?"

Fat House Thor, who was chewing chips, felt offended.

"How about a different name - Cyclops Dead Fatty?"

Saul scoffed.

"Wow, I never knew I was so annoying."

Fat House Thor shook his head and opened his palms, and the storm axe flew out of thin air.

"Want a taste of my hungry, thirsty axe? Ah! You rude, uneducated jerk!"

Thor, undeterred, held up Myriadneel with a fire and asked rhetorically, "Have you ever tried to get hit with a hammer, then?"

"Honestly, I didn't want it to get on your pile of fat and grease."

A tall fat man with a fat mansion and a strong warrior in armor.

The closer the two thunder gods got, the more gunpowder they spoke.

It seemed that the next moment.

They were going to have a big fight and teach each other a lesson.

"Enough! Shut up, both of you!"

The unwatchable Loki drank.

"Your Excellency, Supreme Mage, I know an underground dark river that leads to the Atrium World, I can lead the way."

"Let these two fools continue to bicker, we'll go first."

After saying that, Loki, who was draped in a green cloak, left the main hall in a rage with those long legs.

"Well, for Loki's sake, I'll let you off the hook for once, dead fatty."

Saul said.

"Well, for Loki's sake, I've decided not to beat the shit out of you, arrogant asshole!"

Fat House Thor said.

The two men stared at each other, then in unison caught up with Loki who ran off.

"Is this some sort of alternate ...... Shuriken?"

Luke froze in place, and three Asgardian orthopedics was a bit complicated.

One Saul trying to be another Saul's brother-in-law?

Or, one Saul green another Saul?

Putting on your own hat?

It was too brain burning.

Luke shook his head and tossed Gungnir to Heimdall, who followed suit.