Chapter 62 The Butcher

" How horrible!"

Sif pinched her nose, looking at the giant carcass of the God who was once beloved by his people, yet it lay dead in front of their eyes.

" No wonder, they requested our aid."

Volstagg clenched his fists while Thor remained silent but they could see fury in his eyes for he knew the culprit.

" What about the nearest pantheon? Didn't they help him in the past?"

Fandral asked with a calm face, closing the eyes of God with a silent prayer.

" All of them are butchered by an unknown individual who could block Heimdall's vision. Furthermore, he somehow escaped from Baldur and Hela's detection when they arrived here."

Hogun closed his eyes with pain, not understanding why Olympus or other pantheons weren't helping them despite being a major force in the universe. They could track down the killer with their gods, unlike Asgard which was extremely busy on Midgard to establish itself.

" It is my fault, my friends. I never thought he would return but he returned from dead. Don't worry I will banish him into the depths of Helheim."

Thor whispered coldly, summoning lightning and thunder with his fury as the entire area was enveloped with a storm.

The wind and rain howled from his rage whilst he raised his head to the sky to signal Heimdall.

" It is too dangerous to go alone. Wait for your sister or brother, Thor. The nine realms will fall into chaos if you die."

Sif tried to stop him from going but Thor wasn't listening to her words, disappearing along with the rainbow bridge.

" I thought he would never leave from here."

An eerie voice came out from behind, sending chills down their spines as Sif pulled out her sword.

" Show yourself a coward. I dare you to face the mighty warriors of Asgard."

Gorr laughed with a cold tone, appearing before them with his last remaining descendant.

His bloodthirsty eyes landed on them, excluding bone-chilling killing intent from his body. The jet black sword came out from his behind, tainted with the very essence of Abyss.

" Watch closely, child. So-called gods are just like us. They bleed and die."

Gorr whispered to the ears of the boy, disappearing into shadow instantly. Then he appeared from behind of Volstagg, slashing his chest with his sword.

Spurt*

The blood came out from the mighty warrior before Volstagg staggered with a heavy face.

" You bastard!"

Fandral lunged toward him with his rapier, attempting to hit his vital but a shadowy monster emerged from his leg. It dragged Fandral to the ground while Gorr swung his sword down to behead him.

" No, you don't."

A mace clashed with his sword before shattering into pieces even though it was made from Uru.

Hogun's eyes grew bigger with surprise, not comprehending what was happening because only strong individuals like Hela and Thor could shatter Uru with Odin's force. Even Arthur couldn't destroy it easily, much less shatter it in a single hit.

" What are you doing, Hogun?"

Sif pulled him back, dodging the fatal attack of Gorr while Volstagg slashed him with his sword. However, Gorr was too slippery for him, dodging his attack with his shadow.

"Die!"

Then he turned around from Fandral's attack which stabbed him in the abdominal area. Unknowingly no blood oozed out from his wound except for worms like thing.

" What kind of a monster are you?"

Sif didn't hesitate to join her friend but she miscalculated one thing. The strength difference between them was so large that Gorr was able to throw her off balance.

Spurt*

Her arm dropped from her shoulder along with her sword as she silently screamed with pain.

" Sif!"

Fandral consecutively attacked him with his stabs that would render most people useless. However, this wasn't enough to put him down.

" You are weak without your thunder God. He was able to push me into the brink of death but I came back even stronger than before. This time I will claim the heads of all Asgardian gods."

Gorr smiled to show his sincerity toward his goals.

Meanwhile in Olympus.

" What do you need, Asgardian?"

Zeus looked down at Thor with a bored expression while putting sweet grapes into his mouth.