Inside the colossal open-air gladiatorial arena, the spectator stands surrounding the field were now filled with an audience of various forms.
The audience was divided into Gods and Humans.
At this moment, the Gods' side of the stands was filled with laughter and cheers, the atmosphere light and joyful.
In contrast, the Human side of the stands was deathly silent, with almost everyone's eyes harboring an unshakeable despair.
Ragnarok, an opportunity granted to humanity by the Gods.
For humanity to continue existing, they had to win this duel against the Gods.
But...
The problem was, how could humans defeat the omnipotent Gods of legend?
This was precisely the reason for the Human side's silence. Many of them believed this battle was merely a way for the Gods to display their might to humanity.
They, as humans, had no chance of winning!
At this moment, a man wearing pilot's goggles and a deep purple, almost black, hooded jumpsuit descended from the sky into the center of the arena.
He was the referee for this Ragnarok, Heimdall from Norse mythology.
He held a large golden horn in his hand, and after landing, he scanned left and right.
When he saw what appeared to be the main seat of an important figure in the Gods' stands, he nodded slightly in salute.
After nodding to the chief Gods of each pantheon, he cleared his throat into the golden horn.
"Ahem, humanity shall face judgment! Before the eyes of all living beings worldwide! Finally... finally...!!!"
Heimdall was incredibly excited, clenching one hand into a fist, tears in his eyes, and shouted into the golden horn:
"Finally, the Ragnarok, the Gods' duel against humanity, has arrived once more! Will the Gods deliver their verdict!"
[Wow! Mere lowly humans! The world's parasites! Just obediently accept your punishment!]
[Mere humans actually think they can defeat us Gods! Don't make me laugh! Hahaha!]
[Heimdall! Stop dawdling! I want to see humans being trampled quickly!]
After Heimdall said 'Gods deliver their verdict,' the nameless minor Gods in the Gods' stands began to howl.
Listening to the minor Gods' yapping, the Human side wanted to retort, but then they considered that pure humans fighting Gods seemed truly impossible.
Thinking this, the Human side could only bottle up their resentment, though some short-tempered individuals had already started shouting back at the Gods.
Heimdall saw that the atmosphere was right and turned towards the Human spectator stands.
"Or will humanity unleash a dazzling miracle, earning the Gods' respect and fighting for their chance to survive!"
As he spoke, Heimdall felt countless malicious gazes directed at him.
These were the glares from the minor Gods who intensely disliked humans, but Heimdall didn't care at all.
After so many years, he was finally holding the microphone again to host Ragnarok! He wanted to get the crowd and atmosphere hyped!
"Let us look forward to it! Hereby, I announce the ultimate struggle between Gods and Humans! Ragnarok officially begins!"
Heimdall, filled with extreme passion, bent backward and shouted to the sky.
Human spectator stands.
"Kiana, is the person you chose really okay? Are you really not considering going up yourself...?"
Brunhilde glanced at Heimdall, who was passionately speaking in the arena, then looked with some concern at Kiana, who was being fed by Mei.
Brunhilde had originally thought Kiana and her companions accepted her request to help her secure three perfect victories, but she didn't expect them to have already designated all the human combatants!
But she had never seen these people. Just looking at their deeds, each one was more exaggerated than the last, but was it actually true?
Brunhilde felt a bit uncertain.
"Relax, Little Brun, every person I've chosen has the ability to easily destroy this world alone."
Kiana waved her hand, her tone light, seemingly not taking this duel concerning humanity's survival seriously at all.
Kiana's words made Brunhilde half-believe, half-doubt, because Kiana and her two companions indeed had that ability.
But she hadn't seen the others, so she maintained a trace of skepticism.
Of course, when she saw those people, she wouldn't think that way anymore.
Bronya, sitting beside them, resting her hand on the table and propping up her chin, yawned as she scanned the Gods' spectator stands in the arena.
"Ha...~"
Kiana's eyes lit up slightly as she looked at Bronya, whose eyes were teary from sleepiness.
She casually grabbed a Divine Strawberry, put it in her mouth, and then stealthily leaned her face closer.
Mei paused slightly at the sight, then shook her head with a chuckle, before gently stroking her cheek and smiling as she watched the two faces draw closer.
Smooch~
!?
Bronya instantly lost all drowsiness, her eyes wide, her brows slightly twitching.
Biting off half the strawberry, Bronya licked her lips, then gave Kiana a meaningful glance.
"Let's sleep in the same bed tonight, Kiana."
"This... isn't this bad...?"
Kiana's expression froze. She timidly shrunk her head back, then averted her gaze.
It's not good to sleep in the same bed!
Two people would be fine, but this would definitely create a chain reaction, attracting a third person!
Her water magic, fast chant, her throat couldn't take it!!!
But...
There was also a strange little anticipation...
Kiana's cheeks were flushed, her small eyes darting between Mei and Bronya's faces.
Mei, knowing Kiana's nature well, gave Kiana a meaningful glance.
The meaning in that look was self-evident: tonight would likely be a sleepless night.
Brunhilde was somewhat surprised by the relationship between these three. Having lived so many years, she had seen all sorts of people.
Mere yuri was nothing new to her.
Moreover, perhaps she could get a certain younger sister to hook up with this big fish!
Just then, Heimdall's passionate voice began to announce the God side's combatant:
"The strongest God of War in Norse mythology, known by the alias 'Thunder Berserker'!"
"Ragnarok, first round, the God side's vanguard fighter!"
"Born for battle, dying for battle, this is the strongest God of the North—Thor, the God of Thunder!"
Accompanied by the cheers of the Norse pantheon, a tall, red-haired man with powerful, well-defined muscles exposed on his bare upper body, and hair reaching his waist, slowly emerged from the God side's exit.
Thor's face was stern, his expression indifferent as he stared directly at the human combatant's exit.
The apathy in his black eyes seemed to show no interest in anything, without the slightest ripple of emotion.
Seeing the God side in position, Heimdall looked at the human combatant's information in his hand, his tone noticeably losing some of its passion:
"Next, the combatant entering for the Human side... uh... no way?!"
A bead of cold sweat ran down Heimdall's cheek, his mouth agape in shock.
[No matter who it is from the Human side, Thor can definitely crush them easily!]
[Hurry up and tell us who is fighting for our Human side!]
Seeing the referee's demeanor, the audience collectively urged him on.
"Next, Gods vs. Humans, entering for humanity is..."
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