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I Killed an Academy Player Chapter 237: Valhalla (3)

Chapter 237: Valhalla (3)

Spears​‌ came piercing forth⁠‌ at the exact‌⁠‍ same time from‍ all around.

No-one‌⁠⁠ was able to​⁠⁠ withstand this formation‍ – not even​‍‍ the descendants of⁠ the great titans.⁠

‘He’s‌ faster than before?’​⁠‍

The‍‍ change happened in‌⁠⁠ the blink of‍​ an eye.

The‍⁠⁠ Valkyrie attacking from‌⁠‌ behind sensed the‍‍ sudden burst of‌ extraordinary aura from⁠ the enemy, but​‍ it was already⁠ too late to‍ retreat.

Spinning​ Heaven—

A counter-attacking move after‍ deliberately creating a gap in defense.⁠‍​ The spear rotated​‍‌ ferociously with the⁠ snap of his​‌‍ wrists.

— Rotating Demon Spear‍‌

“Uhp!?”​​

Even⁠​‍ though he wasn’t​‍ even looking her‌‍​ way, the spear‍‌ quickly rotated and​ parried her spear​ away.

‘Heavy!’​‌

It‌‍ was incomprehensible how‍‍‌ a spear rotated⁠⁠⁠ towards the back⁠‌ without looking could⁠‍ be so heavy.⁠⁠‌ Geiravor’s hands were‌ numb from the‌​ pain and she‍​‌ had to stay‍‌ behind for some​‍ time.

‘But​ this is not‍‍⁠ the end.’

He‍‍ might have been‍‍ able to parry​‌‌ Geiravor’s attack from⁠ behind, but the⁠​​ more menacing attack​ was the one‌ from the front.‌ There was no​​ doubt that Geiromul’s​‍ spear would soon‍‍‍ pierce through Korin.‌‍‍

Or⁠ so they thought.‌‍

“What…?”⁠

Geiromul‌​‍ was by far‌​ the one most⁠‌​ surprised by what​⁠ happened. Her spear,‌‌​ that should have​⁠‍ no doubt penetrated‍‌‌ through his stomach,‍ had been stopped⁠ in its track,⁠⁠‍ refusing to move​‌ an inch.

‘With⁠ bare hands?’

Right​​ before it could​ pierce through him,‌‍​ Korin had stopped‌‌ the spear by‍​‌ holding onto the⁠ shaft with one⁠‍ hand.

After⁠ that stunning show⁠ of control, this​⁠ time he displayed​ his unbelievable strength​ by pulling the‍ Valkyrie towards him‍ by the spear.⁠

“Kuhak?!”⁠‍

Once‌⁠‍ the Valkyrie was​‌ close enough, Korin⁠‍⁠ smacked her stomach⁠ with his knee.​‍‍ Before he could‌​ follow through with​ a second attack,‌​⁠ however, a different‍‍​ spear came stabbing‍⁠ towards his sides.​⁠‌

“Oopsies.”​‍

He⁠​‌ slithered his way‌‍​ out of the⁠⁠‍ attack without any​‌ hesitation. It seemed​ that he had‌​‍ no plans of​ carrying out the‌ second attack in‌⁠⁠ the first place‍ – it was​‍​ a feint.

‘He’s‍ skilled at reading‍ the opponent’s attacks!’​‌

‘How‌ many battles did‌ it take for‍ him to reach‌⁠ that level?’

The​ Valkyries acknowledged his‌‍‌ deft ability and‌​‌ joined hands once​‌‍ more. In response,​ he engraved the‍‍⁠ Rune of Kenaz​‌ onto the Silver​‍​ Spear and changed‌​‍ it into a flaming spear.

Immediately‌‍​ after that he‌‌ swung the spear‍‍⁠ at them, as‍ flames roared at‍ its enemies to​​ heed his call.‌‌⁠

Runes.​

Unlike‍⁠ other spells that​ required incantations and‍‍​ equations, the letters‌ themselves had power​‌​ and were therefore‌ much quicker to⁠ activate in comparison.‌

The⁠​ only demerit was‌ its lack of⁠‌⁠ strength as single‌‌​ letters. As single‍‍​ letters, the runes‍‍ were only as‌‌ powerful as elementary​⁠ grade spells, and⁠‍ even when written⁠‌​ in a sentence‍​‌ were at the‌ level of medium⁠‍​ grade spells at​⁠ best.

– Kwaaaa!

However,‍​‌ the flames spitting​⁠‍ out of his‍⁠​ spear towards its​​ foes were definitely⁠‍ stronger than elementary‍​ grade spells. Due‌ to the blessing⁠‌ he gained as​⁠ a sub-player, [Rune⁠ Amplification], the amplified​‌‍ output of his‍‌‌ runes were surprising‍​ even in the‌ eyes of the​​ Master of Runes.‍

[ ᛇ ] — Eihwaz

But‌⁠ that was all‍‍⁠ there was to⁠‍‍ it.

Olrun‍‌​ quickly wrote the‌⁠‌ Rune of Defense⁠ to stop the​ attack. Normally, Korin‌‌​ would come out​⁠​ on top in⁠⁠ a battle of⁠‌‍ runes, but he⁠‍​ was against a tough opponent.

“Your‍‌ runes are sloppy​‍⁠ compared to your​‌‍ spear. Your strokes‍ and tails are‍​ crooked.”

Korin’s‍​​ Rune of Flames,​‍ which were as​‍ powerful as medium‍​ grade spells, was​ easily blocked by​⁠‍ the Rune of⁠​ Defense.

This⁠ was the difference​⁠ between a newbie‌ and the master‍ of runes. It‍‍ was simply on‍​ a different level.‌​

“Tried​‍ my best for‍ 2 years though.”‌

There​‌‌ was a drastic‍‍‍ difference in their‍⁠‌ mastery over runes,‌⁠​ and only someone‍ like his Master,‌‍ Erin, would be⁠‌⁠ able to contend​‍⁠ against her purely‍‍⁠ with runes. Besides—​

– Kagagak!

Six​⁠⁠ spears came stabbing⁠‍ forth at the⁠​⁠ same time once​⁠ more. They asserted‍ control over the‌​ area, blocked potential​ paths for retreat‌ and left no⁠​ rooms for counterattacks.​​

It​ was a perfect​ formation – it​ felt as if‌‍⁠ the six spears‍ were being swung​ by the same​ person.

‘Still‍⁠ strong.’

Seven‌‍ Sisters of Spear.⁠

They⁠‍ were the vanguards‍ of wars, and‌⁠​ their strengths reached‌‍ its full potential‍‌​ in group battles.‌​

Valkyries​‍ were born to⁠ be fighters. They‍​​ played a crucial‍⁠ part in the​ Norse Mythology’s history‍​ of war as⁠⁠‍ they crushed and⁠⁠ overcame countless battles.​‍

Their​‍ formation was so​⁠⁠ perfect that it‍‌ could hunt down‌‌‍ titans.

——!!​

………‌⁠⁠

……​

The⁠ never-ending attacks of​‍ the Spear Sisters‌ oppressed Korin without​​⁠ giving him the⁠‌​ time to rest.‍

The​ longer the fight‌⁠ went the more‌ wounds he sustained,‍​‍ but the Valkyries⁠ were the ones⁠ that were shocked​‌ instead.

“He​ blocked that one‍​​ as well?”

“That‍ was supposed to⁠⁠ be impossible to​ dodge…”

– Kaduk! Karang!

The‌⁠‍ spears clashed against‍⁠‍ one another as⁠‌⁠ they repeatedly advanced‍⁠ forth and retreated‌ back.

This‍‍⁠ man… it was​⁠‍ not that he‍‌ was unbelievably strong​ or quick, but‍ he was very‍‌ experienced. He was​ proficient at finding⁠ the gap between‍ formations and taking​⁠​ advantage of the​ occasional blink of​‌‌ an eye.

It‍‍‌ was incredible to⁠​​ see there was⁠‍ a spearman of​ this level even‍⁠ apart from Tates‌⁠⁠ Valtazar.

“That⁠​‌ hurts…”

He‍​ charged forward whilst‍ allowing a cut‌ to his left‍ shoulder, and attacked⁠ with Eight Trigrams:​⁠⁠ Three Heavenly Palms,​‌ at a speed‍‌ even faster than‍‍‌ a spear.

“Kuhuk…!”‍⁠

He‍ had no hesitation​ using his entire‌‍​ body as a weapon instead of⁠‍ simply relying on‍ his spear. His‍​⁠ attacks were fierce,​ and unhesitant even​‌​ if he had‍‍ to sustain an⁠ injury for it.‍

– Sasasat!

And‌ simple cuts were‍‍ regenerated in a matter of seconds.​‍

‘He’s‌‍‍ strong.’

‘Simple​ but strong, and​⁠‍ he’s skilled with‍⁠‌ feints and tricks.’‍‌

‘We‌‍ have to go‌​‍ all out to​‌⁠ beat him.’

The‌‌ sisters all reached​​ the same conclusion.⁠‌ They stopped their‍​‌ attacks and stood‌⁠‌ still.

“We,‍‌⁠ the maidens of‌ battle.”

“Have⁠​‌ found the soul​ of a hero.”‌​‍

“For⁠​ the soul offering‍⁠‍ to the God​‍‌ King.”

“For⁠ Vanadis.”

“Let‌ us manifest the⁠​‍ authority of battles⁠‍ granted to our​ beings.”

The‌ shield maidens slowly‌​​ started to float‍​ in the sky⁠‍‌ as the barren‌ lands of Valhalla‍​‍ turned brighter from⁠ the halo behind⁠​ them.

It⁠‍​ was a scene⁠‌‌ that any warrior​ of the north‍⁠ would watch on⁠ with tears, but​‍ it was nothing‍‌ but troubling for​⁠ Korin Lork.

“That​‍ again…?”

He‌‍‍ knew what that‌‌⁠ skill was. It‍‌ was the sure-kill⁠‌‍ attack of Valkyries‍ that only a small number of‌‍​ players were able‌‌​ to bring out‍​ in the game.⁠⁠

This⁠‍ skill, which was⁠​ manifested against the‌‌ soul of a hero whom they‍‌‍ acknowledged… was one​‌⁠ that became stronger‍ depending on the‍ strength of the⁠ hero they wished‍ to behead.

“You‌ have to i-frame‌⁠⁠ the attack in⁠ the game but…”‍⁠⁠

It‌​⁠ was that skill‍ which he couldn’t⁠‍⁠ overcome in the‌‌‍ last iteration. He​⁠ would have been​‍ dead if not⁠ for the God‌‌‍ of Magic being‌ next to him‌​ back then.

He⁠​ was much stronger​ than how he‌⁠⁠ was in the​⁠​ last iteration, but⁠​‍ that meant the‌‍⁠ power of that​⁠ attack would also⁠‍⁠ be doubled.

Korin‌⁠ wasn’t sure if‍‍ he could survive​⁠ that but…

“It’s⁠​ not a question⁠⁠ of can or‌​⁠ can’t. I just‍​‌ have to do​ it.”

What‌ else could it​‌​ do apart from​⁠ killing him? Right?‌

He⁠⁠ quickly retreated to‌ the back.

At​​ a distance too​⁠‌ far for spears​​ to reach, Korin‍‍ awoke the Aura⁠ Core of a great hero lying​⁠‌ dormant near his‌ heart.

—!!‌

““……””‌‍

The‍ Valkyries felt a chill running down‌​‍ their spine.

It‌ wasn’t because of​‍ the likes of‍‌‍ fear – it⁠ was joy.

Despite​‌‍ facing such radiance,​​​

Despite​ witnessing such power,‍‍

That⁠ man still hadn’t‍⁠‌ lost his will​⁠‍ to fight.

How‍​‍ joyous was this‌⁠ to see?

How‍‌‌ lovable was this‌‍ man?

The​‍‌ Valkyries were ones‍⁠‍ who wandered across‌⁠​ battles and loved​ warriors – shield‌‌​ maidens who beheaded​ the falling warriors​‍​ to guide their‌ souls to Valhalla.‍

Therefore,⁠‍‍ they couldn’t help‌‌ but feel joy⁠‌⁠ at the face‌‌​ of a mighty‌⁠‍ warrior lifting his‍‌⁠ weapon and betting‍‌‍ his life on⁠‍‌ the line.

“Come…!⁠ Come, o great‌ warrior!”

He⁠⁠ lifted his spear.​‍‍ The Silver Spear⁠⁠‌ gleaming under the​​ radiant halo rotated‌‍ rapidly as if⁠‌ threatening to slice⁠⁠‌ apart the earth.​

The‍‌​ halo of the‍⁠ Valkyries gathered to​​ one single dot.‌

Soon⁠⁠​ the light came​‍ shining down from⁠‌‌ the sky towards⁠‍​ the tip of‍ the spear like‍‍ divine solace and‍‌ grace.

At‍‍⁠ the same time,​⁠ the spear began‌⁠ to move.

This⁠ one strike was‌ one that would⁠⁠⁠ decide their life‌⁠​ and death with‍‍‍ no rooms for⁠‌ retreat.

Before‍ long, the rapidly‍ descending pillar of⁠‌⁠ light collided with⁠‍ the spear.

****‍

The‍​‌ sacred expedition was‍​‍ divided into two‍ groups.

One‌‌‌ of them was​​ the 1st Legion‍​ led by Estelle,‍​ which departed from​⁠‍ the Chapel of‍‍‍ Zeon. After pretending‌‍‌ to march north,​⁠ they quickly turned⁠​‍ heads towards Xeruem,​ cut down the⁠‌ traitors of humanity⁠ and completely took⁠ over the west.⁠⁠

The⁠⁠ 2nd Legion was‌ the main army‍‌⁠ departing from the‌ capital.

This‌ legion was led​ personally by a member of the​‌ royal family. It​‌ was the 2nd‌ Princess of the​‌ kingdom, Miruam Elizabeth⁠ El Rath.

Leading‍⁠​ an army of‍‍‌ dozens of thousands⁠‌ as well as‌​ knights and mages,‌‍ she marched towards​ the north. Their⁠‌‍ might was equal‌​‌ to that of‌ 150,000 northerners.

After‍‌​ arriving with the​‍ powerful army, Miruam⁠⁠‍ glanced across the​​ border city and‍ covered her nose.‌

“What⁠ an ungraceful smell.⁠‍ Sir Korin has‌⁠​ made quite the​ daring move.”

She‍ frowned at the⁠​​ sight of the‌ barbarians filling the‌ city. It was‌⁠​ normal for the‌​ barbaric ways of‍​​ the northerners to​ be unpleasant in​‌ the eyes of‍‍ the noble princess.⁠

However,‍ she wasn’t foolish‌ enough to show‍‍​ it.

“I⁠ am the 2nd​ Princess of the‍​ kingdom, Miruam Elizabeth​​ El Rath. You’re‍​ one of the​ tribe leaders, is⁠‍‌ that right?”

“Kuhum…‌‌ a princess of⁠ the south, huh.”‌

“We’ve‍ heard many stories⁠‍​ about the valiant‌‍‍ warriors of the⁠​ north. Do you​​​ have anything you‍‌ need staying in⁠ the city?”

“We‍ have more than⁠⁠ enough. Korin Lork‍‌ has provided for⁠ us with no​​​ shortage. We appreciate‌ the support from​ the kingdom.”

She‌​⁠ was very friendly‍ to the northerners.‌⁠

After⁠⁠‌ all, there were​⁠​ 150,000 of them.‍ It was frightening⁠​⁠ how they could​​‌ have broken down‌‍ the walls and‌‍ infiltrated the kingdom.‍‍

Korin‍ had easily become‍ allies with what​ could have been‌‍‍ a menacing enemy,‍‌ which meant she‍ had the duty‍​ to prolong this⁠‌⁠ temporary alliance for‌⁠ as long as‌ possible.

“So,⁠‌ you’re saying Sir⁠ Korin… has gone⁠‍‌ missing?”

After⁠⁠ scanning through the⁠​ border city, the‌‍‌ princess joined the​‍⁠ strategy meeting as​​​ if it was​‍‍ the most natural‌‍​ thing in the⁠ world.

It‌⁠ appeared that Hua‍ Ran was kidnapped‌ by a wolf,‍​ and he fell⁠ into the Valkyries’⁠ traps when chasing‍‌ after the wolf.‌⁠‍

Apparently‌‌ the place he​‌ fell into was‌ a place called‌‍ Valhalla, where the​ demigods of the‌‍ north accumulated their⁠‌ army.

“How‌‌ clumsy.”

Miruam‍‍⁠ clicked her tongue⁠ thinking about Korin‌‌ who had all-too-easily‌ fallen for their‍ trap.

He⁠​ was the type‍‌‌ of person who⁠⁠⁠ didn’t think twice‍ when it was‌⁠ about saving other⁠ people. Despite knowing‌‌ how it could⁠​‌ put himself in​​‍ danger, he was​‌ always relentless and‍​‌ unhesitant.

Only‍ a fool like‌‌⁠ him would stand⁠ before an army​⁠ by himself.

“So,‍⁠ what’s the rescue‌ plan?”

“We‍‌ have located where‌ the Valkyries are.​ They were gathered‍ next to the⁠‌ Frost Giant,” said​⁠ Josephine, who had⁠⁠‌ returned after stealthily‌⁠ observing them with‍‌‌ her dimensional spell.‍​

Although‌‌⁠ the Frost Giant​​‍ had discovered her‍​ in the process,​⁠⁠ she was somehow⁠​​ able to come‌‌ back in one⁠ piece.

“There‌ were only 12⁠‌‍ valkyries there,” Josephine‌​ added.

Brunhild‍‌​ continued off.

“That‌​⁠ means the rest‍‌‌ should be inside⁠‌ the gate. Professor‌⁠⁠ Josephine, can you​ tell me some‌​⁠ of their traits?”⁠⁠

Hearing⁠​​ her explain the‍‌⁠ traits of the‍ Valkyries standing next‌ to the Frost​⁠⁠ Giant, Brunhild shared‌‍ her analysis.

“Then…⁠​‍ the one who⁠ opened the gates⁠‍​ is probably Hlokk‍ the Blacksmith, because‌​‍ she contains the‌‍‌ most Einherjar after⁠ the final war.”⁠‌​

“That​⁠ ‘gate’ thing – can you summon⁠ soldiers whenever you‍‍ wish? How many‌‍‍ do you have?”⁠

“If‌​ we combine the‍ Einherjar of all‍⁠ of us here,⁠​ it would be‌‍⁠ slightly over 10,000.”‌⁠‍

“It’s‌ easy then. Professor⁠ Josephine can teleport‌​⁠ all of you,‌⁠‍ and you guys‌⁠ can open the⁠⁠ gates and attack​‍‌ at once. It⁠‍ should be easy​‍ to just pour‌‍ in 10,000 soldiers.”​

“…”‌

“…”​‍

The⁠‌ Valkyries frowned after‍‌ hearing Miruam’s suggestion.​‌ Some of them‍ expressed their discontentment.​‍‍

“They⁠‍⁠ are the souls‌ of warriors that​‌ we have guided⁠ since the beginning‌⁠⁠ of time. Are⁠ you suggesting that‌ we sacrifice them⁠‌⁠ all for one‌​ person?”

This‍‌ was the reason‌ why some of‌‌ the Valkyries had​‌‍ gone under Valtazar’s⁠‍⁠ wings.

Most⁠‌‍ of the Einherjar‌‌ fell in the⁠‍‍ glorious battles of⁠​ the final war.​

But‌ what about the‍‌‍ rest of them?⁠‌‍ Upon losing the⁠⁠​ King of Gods,⁠‍​ they became corpses​‌‌ roaming around Valhalla.‌

The‌‍‍ Valkyries had to‍ stand there watching‌ the souls of‍‍ the warriors that‌ they themselves guided​ to Valhalla rot‌⁠ into skeletons.

That⁠‍ was why some⁠​ of the Valkyries‌‌ sought for the​ honey wine and⁠ meat that could‌⁠ prolong their immortality,​ and the alternative⁠ they found was‌​‍ the new era‍ that Tates Valtazar‍‌​ promised to open.‌​‌

They​⁠ had to protect​ the souls of‌‍‍ their warriors.

Now‍ that the gods⁠ had fallen with‌ nothing worth protecting,​‌ the only value‌​ they found in​​⁠ their own existence‌ was the prolonging⁠⁠ of their warriors.‌‍‍

That​​‍ was why they⁠ were obsessed with​​ each of their⁠‌⁠ ‘gates’.

“Puht…!”​

And‌‌‌ yet Miruam scoffed​‍ at them without‍​​ mercy.

“What’s​‌​ so funny?”

“Nothing.‍‍ I just found‍⁠ it funny that‌​⁠ you’re so obsessed‍ with corpses.”

“…Are​ you mocking us?”‍

“No,‌​ but it does‌ provide a stark​‌‌ contrast, because that‌ man wouldn’t have‍⁠ hesitated in the‍​⁠ slightest. He’s a fool who always⁠‌​ puts his own​‍ life on the‌​‌ line to save‌⁠​ other people after⁠‌ all.”

Miruam‌ snickered while saying,‍​ ‘You’re not that⁠ much of a fool I guess.’‌‌

“You…”⁠‌

Some​​ of the Valkyries‌​ were infuriated but…‍

“We‍ will help.”

“Brunhild?”​⁠

All‌ of them were⁠​ shocked by the​​ words of their‌‌ leader.

“When‍‍ Sir Korin was⁠⁠ taking in the‍​ free citizens, this​​ is what he‍‌⁠ told me.”

[It’s⁠‍‍ best if there‍​‌ are as few‍ casualties as possible.‍⁠ Human lives are​‍‌ the most expensive,‌⁠‍ after all.]

“Einherjar…​‍‍ are our glorious​ memories, but we​ cannot prioritize the​ dead over the‍‍‍ living.”

Her​⁠ decision was made‍ not because Korin‌ was the player.​ Neither was it⁠ because he was​‌ a hero or​ a brave and‍⁠‌ strong warrior.

“He​ is the hero​⁠ who will save​‌‍ the world. If⁠⁠‌ it’s to save‍​‌ him, I am⁠ sure the Einherjar⁠⁠ will gladly burn‌‍ their great souls.”⁠​​

Korin⁠​ Lork.

It‌ was the accumulation‌‌‌ of everything he​​​ had built up.‍‍

Miruam​‌ smiled after seeing‍‍‌ that, thinking to⁠‍ herself how that‍​‌ man is the​‍ same wherever he‌‌ is.

“However,‍​ we are against‌ the Frost Giant.‍‌⁠ Next to him⁠ are also the⁠⁠ revived titans and⁠ Valkyries. It’s hard‌​ for us to​​‍ even buy time.”‍

“It‍​ can’t be helped.”‍​

“Are‍​ there any other⁠‌ plans?”

“I’ll​ just have to​‌‌ risk my life‍‌‍ too,” Miruam said‍‌‍ with a self-deprecating‍‍​ smile.

Some⁠‌ of the girls​​ who saw that‌⁠‍ heaved a sigh‍‌‌ to themselves.

“We⁠ have another rival.”​⁠⁠

****⁠

In‌ the main encampment,​‌​ Frost Giant Utgard​​‌ Loki was already⁠‌​ anticipating the moves‌⁠ of the opponent.‌‍‍

As‌‍ a primal existence⁠​⁠ who used to‌‌ rule the world​‍‌ from before the​⁠⁠ gods existed in⁠ these lands, he‌ was incredibly wise.‌‌ Not even the‌​⁠ God of Lightning‌​​ and the God‌ of Mischief were⁠‌​ able to outsmart‌ him, let alone‌⁠‍ the limited wisdom‌ of humans.

[They’re⁠‍​ coming. Be aware.]‌

His​ voice echoed across‌ the world.

The‌‌⁠ resting Valkyries were‍‌‌ dissatisfied by the⁠ fact they had‌⁠‍ to listen to‌‌​ their nemesis, they‍ obediently raised their⁠‌ swords and spears.‌

The​ titans stopped throwing‌​‍ rocks at the‍ walls and the‍ Wolves of Apocalypse⁠ began to growl.‌

All‍‌ of them were‌‍‌ ready.

This⁠‌⁠ was a moment‍ of mythology in‌⁠ writing.

Although‌‍⁠ both parties were⁠ aware of the‌‌ enemy’s moves, it​‍​ was still inevitable‌‍‌ that both had​⁠ to put their‌‌ lives on the‌ line in this‌‍‍ war.

—!!​

That​ was when the‍‌ sky began to‌‍​ crack open above‌ them.

It​‌ was Josephine Clara’s‍⁠ Unique Spell, group‌ teleportation. What fell⁠‍ first was an‌​‌ enormous rock.

The​‍‍ rock had a diameter of 500​‌⁠ meters, and was‍ the biggest rock​‌ she had in​ possession.

The​‌‌ chest of an‌‌ enormous giant appeared⁠ out of thin⁠ air and blocked‌⁠ the descending rock.‌‌ The collision of‍‌‌ two gigantic objects⁠ resulted in a deafening roar as‍ the rock broke⁠‍ down into smaller‌ debris.

From​⁠ behind the falling‍‍ debris came 20‌⁠​ Valkyries.

Brunhild‍⁠ led the shield‌‌ maidens, the long-time​ nemesis of the⁠‍ titans.

“For⁠ glory!!”

Gates​‍‍ immediately started to​‌​ open. Pouring down⁠ from 20 gates⁠⁠⁠ that appeared out‍ of nowhere was​​ the glorious legion.⁠‍

Einherjar⁠ began to flood‍​​ out from the‍‍‌ gates.

“…To⁠ think the Einherjar‍⁠​ have to face⁠ each other.”

“What‍⁠‍ a depressing sight.”‌⁠⁠

The‍ Valkyries standing on⁠‍ the side opposite⁠‍‍ to Brunhild – the ones who‌ agreed with Valtazar’s‍​ offer – unleashed⁠⁠ their Einherjar to‌⁠⁠ fight alongside the​‍‍ titans.

An​‍ army of over​ 10,000 was glaring​ at one another‌​ in the snowy‌‍‍ barren mountain.

[Only⁠ so much left​​ of Einherjar.]

Looking⁠ at the once-great​ warriors who fell​ from grace standing‍ there like skeletons,⁠​‌ the Frost Giant‌‌‍ was reminded once⁠ more of their‌‌ demise.

[Is⁠ this all there‍ is to it?​‌​ No, that cannot⁠‌ be it.]

As‌ he thought, he​ started to sense‍‌‍ something from the‌ crack in the⁠ sky and turned‌ towards it with‍​​ a blank gaze.⁠

It‌ was a nostalgic‍ feeling.

This⁠‍ aura reminded him⁠​ of their nemesis​‍ – the enemies⁠⁠​ of a distant‌‌‍ past who no⁠​ longer existed in‍ this world.

The‌‍​ glorious era which⁠ now only existed​⁠ in his memories.‍‌‍

The​‍‌ so-called gods.

[Yes.​‍‌ This is what⁠‌⁠ I was waiting‍⁠ for. Only those​‌ insolent fools would‌‍ be able to‌​ stand off against⁠‌ this Utgard Loki.]‍

However,‌⁠ unlike what he‌⁠‌ expected.

– Hissssss…!

What‌‍ fell from the‍ crack was a snake.

A snake unfathomably enormous.​‌

Serpent‍ of Infinity, Jormungandr.⁠

In‍‍ the next instant,⁠ the serpent was‍‍ biting into the⁠ Frost Giant’s neck.‌​

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