387: Die, die, die soon!

Thor, the God of Thunder, nodded, saying nothing.

He felt an inexplicable worry in his heart; although the advantage was on his side, he always felt unsure.

The raging flames burned fiercely, spreading rapidly in all directions.

On the burning severed limbs and remains, countless maggots opened their mouths, letting out piercing wails.

These flames, whose origin was unknown, seemed to be able to suppress the power of Cthulhu; after being touched by the flames, the maggots' regeneration ability was nullified.

The flames continued to burn, and Song Zhong's mind was constantly filled with System notifications.

The flames were continuously devouring the lives of those monsters.

Ding! Detected that the host has terminated a God, passive skill 'Bloodbath' activated, overall ability increased by 10%, lasting 10 minutes.

Song Zhong roughly estimated that he had just terminated the lives of about 17 Norse Gods; Song Zhong felt that the Divine Power within him was inexhaustible, truly inexhaustible.

The feeling brought by this numerical expansion was simply too exhilarating.

Moreover, on the current battlefield, there were still many Gods whose lives had not yet been harvested.

Baldr, God of Light, looked at Song Zhong's state and felt something was amiss; he reminded, "Look, why do I feel like that Great Xia Deity seems to have grown stronger?"

Baldr's words caught the attention of the other Gods; suddenly, Hela, Goddess of Death, shouted, "He... he's charging over!"

Boom!

Song Zhong himself transformed into flames, a fiery light charging towards Thor, God of Thunder, and the others.

"It's just a last stand; let me defeat him," Tyr, God of War, shouted loudly.

Tyr, God of War, held a shield in his left hand and a great axe in his right, charging towards Song Zhong.

He was the God of War of the Norse Gods; [War Charge] was his signature skill, and the power of the War Law erupted from Tyr, God of War.

Amidst the surging Divine Power, there was a mix of Cthulhu evil god aura; at this moment, behind Tyr, it was as if a monstrous army followed.

"Kill!"

Tyr, God of War, let out a roar, directly thrusting his massive War Shield forward, intending to crush the enemy before him.

Under the enhancement of the War Law ability, Tyr, God of War's power continuously climbed.

I also have a way to increase my abilities!

On the battlefield, two figures collided with a resounding crash.

Bang!

Instantly, sand and stones flew on the battlefield, and the range of the nine-colored flames grew larger and larger.

The terrifying shockwave directly blew away the debris on the battlefield; flames, blood, severed limbs, broken arms, and countless tentacles flew wildly in the sky, a bloody and terrifying scene.

Tyr, God of War, held Song Zhong back with his War Shield, "Behind me stands an army of thousands! Now let you experience the taste of being trampled!"

Tyr, God of War, was full of fighting spirit; after gaining the enhancement of Cthulhu's power, he felt an unprecedented strength.

He now felt he could defeat anything.

Suddenly, the War Shield turned scorching red, and a smell of burnt flesh emanated from Tyr, God of War's left arm.

Tyr, God of War, looked at his left arm in surprise; with Divine Power protecting him, how could he be burned?

"Hehe, is this all you've got?"

From behind the War Shield came a low voice.

Tyr, God of War, felt insulted that someone would disregard his combat power.

"How dare you mock my strength!"

Tyr, God of War, was enraged; he thrust his great axe forward with his right hand, simultaneously pushing with both feet, wanting to continue pushing forward.

But to his horror, no matter how hard he tried, the War Great Shield could not advance an inch.

What was going on? Wasn't the opponent a God who mastered the Fire Law ability? Why was he so powerful in terms of strength as well?

Under the enhancement of the War Law, he couldn't move an inch.

Just as Tyr was muttering to himself, a voice of disappointment came from behind the War Great Shield again.

"Boring. Next, let me end this game."

With a bang, Tyr, God of War, had no time to react; an arm extended directly from the center of the War Great Shield.

How was that possible?

Tyr, God of War, was utterly shocked; that arm had directly pierced through the War Great Shield, which was one of the top Divine Artifacts in all of Asgard in terms of defense.

This brief shock made him lose the chance to dodge; with a squelch, that arm directly pierced through Tyr, God of War's chest.

Intense heat emanated from that arm; Tyr, God of War, felt his internal organs almost turn to ash.

Fortunately, he possessed a vast amount of Divine Power; Tyr, God of War, dropped the great axe in his right hand and, disregarding the scorching heat, directly grabbed Song Zhong's arm with his hand.

At this point, the War Great Shield had completely shattered; Song Zhong looked at Tyr, God of War, and said, "You're trying to trap me? But you'll soon be burned to ashes."

Tyr, God of War's face revealed a ferocious expression, "You damned outsider, trapping you for a few seconds is enough! Don't underestimate the bonds of Asgard!"

Indeed, the moment Tyr, God of War, grabbed Song Zhong, the other chief Gods also moved.

Baldr, God of Light, holding the Eternal Spear, directly came behind Tyr, God of War.

Stab!

At this moment, Baldr did not hesitate at all, directly piercing through Tyr, God of War's back with the Eternal Spear.

The Eternal Spear was Asgard's top Divine Artifact, forged by dwarves, and renowned for being indestructible.

And Thor, God of Thunder, Hodr, God of Darkness, and others, directly pounced on Song Zhong, restricting his movements.

The Eternal Spear passed through Tyr, God of War's body and directly pierced into Song Zhong's chest.

"Success!" Baldr shouted loudly.

At this moment, the Norse Gods breathed a sigh of relief, but then they probably remembered that this Great Xia Deity had shown no ill effects even when pierced by arrows before.

They all picked up other weapons and stabbed them into Song Zhong's body.

Tyr, God of War, looked at Song Zhong, who was pierced by various Divine Artifacts, and laughed loudly, "I admit you are powerful, but you still died by our hands..."

Tyr, God of War, was about to say something more when he suddenly felt a surge of heat in his chest again; he looked down and saw several red cracks appear on his body, looking like rocks melted by flames.

"You..."

Tyr, God of War, and the other Norse Gods looked at Song Zhong in horror, realizing that his movements were not affected in the slightest.

The Divine Artifacts were indeed stuck in his body, and blood was indeed flowing from the wounds, but... but these seemed to have no effect on him.

"Why? Why aren't you dying? Why aren't you dying?!"

Tyr, God of War, was in a panic; he didn't know where he got the strength, but he snatched a dagger from Hela, Goddess of Death.

He held the dagger in his left hand and continuously stabbed Song Zhong's chest, shouting like a madman, "Die, die, just die!"

The desperate roars echoed continuously on the battlefield; after dozens of swings, this God of War of Asgard finally lost all signs of life in despair and madness.