Chapter 283: C274
Roar!!
An earth-shaking roar echoed throughout Muspelheim.
The world trembled violently. Massive icicles, each spanning hundreds of thousands of kilometers in diameter, shattered under an immense force. Ice shards scattered across the sky, and ice boulders of all sizes were sent hurtling in all directions. Like the collapse of a great structure, the towering icicles crumbled, their impact shaking the ground with deafening vibrations.
Hundreds of thousands of kilometers away, Thor, the gods, Wanda, Natasha, and others watched the spectacle in stunned silence.
Within that terrifying roar, they could hear anger, hatred, and despair.
All eyes were on Leon, floating amidst the falling ice shards. His left hand was outstretched, an ominous eternal flame burning in his palm. In his right hand, he held Surtur, who had been forcibly reduced to a mere two-meter-tall figure. The fire giant's blood-red pupils burned with agony and hatred as he struggled in Leon's grip.
The scene before them seemed frozen in time. Leon's tall, imposing figure stood unshaken, his broken hair swaying with the icy winds. He gripped the mighty being that even Asgard itself feared—a moment of mythic grandeur, as though carved by the hands of an immortal sculptor. It was an image destined to be etched into legend, an indelible memory for Thor and the gods.
"Unbelievable," murmured Sif, the goddess of power, her voice filled with shock.
The other gods pursed their lips, unable to find words. They had all faced Surtur and experienced his overwhelming strength firsthand. The fire giant was a near-invincible force of destruction.
Yet, the Atrium Guardian—Leon—had simply pulled him from the eternal flame and subdued him with ease.
Surtur, the feared ruler of Muspelheim, had been rendered powerless once more.