58- The Fated Battle Begins

Finally, it had all fallen into place.

But looking at Hela's condition infuriated me—and deepened my anger toward Father.

Standing between Hela and Odin, I glared at my father, then turned back toward Hela.

'Raph, scan her body, heal everything. Don't leave a single injury.'

[Already scanned, Master. Starting the healing.]

And a green glow covered Hela. The light was full of vitality, and within moments, she was fully healed. Still out of energy and unable to move for a while, but completely healed.

Seeing Hela now completely fine, I relaxed a bit, then turned back towards Odin.

"So, you've decided to rebel too?" Odin asked, his face grim.

"Have you really gone senile? Do you wish to kill your own daughter?" I asked, not bothering with his question.

"Senile? She is a traitor who betrayed Asgard—stood up against the All-Father. So what if I do wish to kill her?" Odin grumbled.

Now, he didn't really intend to kill Hela. But that's the play of words. He had now admitted that he did indeed want to kill his daughter—and Hela heard him too.

Which makes things easier…

"It really does please me that you clarified that," I said with a laugh.

"Oh? Care to explain what exactly pleases you, then?" Odin asked with a snarking face, his grip on Gungnir tightening, ready for battle.

"You admitting that you wished to kill my sister, of course. Now I don't need to feel guilt when I chop off your head and place it on a spike at the top of Asgard for all to see." I smirked, summoning Lifhreinsir.

Yeah, for some reason, looking at Odin did develop killing intent within me towards him, sure I decided to let it play through, and save Hela just before she gets sealed, but it was Odin's ruthlessness towards her which irked me…

"I see… so I lose both my children today…" Odin sighed.

"You already lost them the moment you decided to kill Hela," I shot back.

"It seems that to forego my past and begin a new path for myself, I have to make some sacrifices. Doesn't matter… I understand the significance of sacrifices. And you both—my children—are the sacrifices for a new era of peace for Asgard."

Hearing the hypocritical words of my father, a feeling of disgust rose within me, my anger flared even further. Today, I was ready to end it all.

I sighed and raised my hand, opening a gate spell to a faraway planet devoid of intelligent life.

"Let's go. If we fight here, even if we win, we'd lose everything," I told Odin, and moved to cross the gate myself, without waiting for his reply.

And since he knew that if we fought on Asgard, then Asgard itself would cease to exist—of course, he followed me.

On that empty planet, whose name I didn't even know, we stood across from each other.

Odin was the first to attack. He raised Gungnir and launched his typical probing strike—the golden beams of Gungnir.

To counter, I simply raised my left hand and swatted his attack away.

Then, with a burst of speed, I disappeared—arriving right in front of Odin—and swung Lifhreinsir like a staff. It was blocked by Gungnir.

But my strength was not something Odin could hope to compete against. He jolted back at an astounding velocity—punching a hole through an entire mountain range, then breaking off the horizon and leaving the atmosphere.

Yes. I threw him straight into space, even after crashing through mountains. That's my level of physical strength—the God of Life. The ultimate biological lifeform.

But Odin wasn't the God King for nothing. He had used the Odinforce to defend himself earlier. Though still injured, it mitigated most of the damage.

Soon, several golden beams of light—charged with Odinforce—shot toward me.

Each of these beams was much stronger than what he had used against Hela. I grinned at the ferocity of the attack.

Odin was, undoubtedly, the strongest foe I had faced to date.

And that commanded respect. And what better way to give respect to a warrior… than to give your all in battle?

'Raph, let's go. We fight this together. I'll engage him, you cast magic. Let's start.' I said with a wicked smile.

[Hehe~ Leave it to me, Master~]

Then I pulled off a move that shocked the furious Odin.

A strange force gathered within me—charging up on Lifhreinsir—and I shot golden beams of the same color as his attack, effectively neutralizing each of them.

Yes. This was Magnarforce. An incomplete version, but a prototype nonetheless. And even this was enough to fare against the Odinforce.

Once it reaches its complete state, it will definitely become a force much stronger than Odinforce.

"How… how do you have that power?" asked a shocked Odin.

But of course, I ignored him.

Instead, I flared my Divinity of Creation into action—hurling several miniature supernovas at him. Then, as he retreated, I created a black hole behind him.

But he angrily flared the Odinforce all around him—crushing the attacks—and also destroying the planet we were on.

So, we moved to a nearby planet.

Clearly, Odin's outburst was not without its consequences. He was panting lightly now. He stared at me with a deep, pensive look.

Then he struck Gungnir into the ground—and raised his hands in a T-pose.

Almost instantly, an ancient armor—radiating the aura of destruction—covered his body, and he picked up Gungnir again.

Odin was completely serious now.

Donning the Destroyer Armor, his strength reached a level where he could fight even the Celestials. He was now strong enough that even I needed to get serious.

'Raph, take off all limiters. We're going all out.'

[Yes, Master. Should I also start combat assistance?]

'Do it. Let's wreck him.'

[Initializing fight mode.]

My senses flared. A reddish hue appeared in my eyes.

This was my strongest state—when I joined together with Raphael.

I shot toward Father, with the dense energy of the Magnarforce covering me—random attacks from the Creation Divinity shooting at him.

But Odin, even covered in the Destroyer Armor, still didn't engage in close combat. Instead, several runes began appearing around him.

He raised his spear.

Energies from three sources—the Odinforce, Destroyer Armor, and the Runes—all stacked together, along with Gungnir's own energy.

Then he pointed the spear toward me… and fired the energy beam.

The strongest attack ever used against me had to be this one.

Because if a single attack can vaporize an entire planet—and still move forward, destroying everything in its way—it's not a simple attack.

It's the attack of a raging God King.

But…

Does he really think such an attack can do anything to me?

'Do it now, Raph. Let's end this.'

[Yes, Master.]

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