After the progenitor Ymir broke free, Jotunheim was destined for suffering.
For the birth of the earliest batch of New Gods, Ymir possessed vast and exceptionally powerful divine energy, but Ymir also inherited most of the evil from the Devourer Atum.
Ymir felt no burden in devouring Ymir's own descendants.
Ymir only wanted to destroy, destroy everything!
The painful experiences of being imprisoned and dismembered completely consumed Ymir's mind with endless malevolence.
On the eve of the World's destruction, how could anyone still be thinking about vying for the throne?
They yearned for a savior, longed for a King who could save them!
At the crucial moment, Rimuru appeared, accompanied by a giant dragon, like a deity descending upon the World!
At this moment, everyone looked at Rimuru with reverence stemming from the depths of their hearts.
Ymir, who had collapsed on the ground, shook Ymir's severely trembling head and slowly rose from the collapsing mountains.
Ymir's eyes were blood-red, and terrifyingly vast magical power surged; with every breath Ymir took, two streams of White mist, like smoke dragons, emerged from the sides of Ymir's nostrils.
Although being ambushed ignited boundless fury in Ymir's heart, through their aura, Ymir still perceived the extraordinary nature of Rimuru and the Storm Dragon.
Rimuru's aura was vast and magnificent, yet exceptionally complex.
It seemed to have the scent of that brat Odin, but also the aura of the casket of ancient winters, and some other miscellaneous and jumbled things.
That so many complex things could be unified into one, without conflicting with each other, was strange, truly strange!
As for that dragon, it also surprised Ymir greatly.
Ymir looked at the Storm Dragon and said, "Are you a Maculan from the Andromeda Galaxy?"
Hearing Ymir's words, Rimuru couldn't help but feel a little surprised.
The so-called Maculan, commonly known as "Dragon-people," possessed shapeshifting abilities and could disguise themselves as humans.
They descended upon ancient China on Earth in the 8th century AD, intending to conquer Earth.
But they were almost wiped out by some deities and dragon-slaying heroes on Earth, with only one remaining Dragon-person, serving as a guide, still sleeping in the "Sleeping Dragon Valley."
And this dragon was the so-called "Extraordinary Dragon"; the Mandarin's "Ten Rings" originally belonged to the Extraordinary Dragon.
However, before the Storm Dragon could speak, Ymir muttered to Ymirself, "No, the aura isn't similar. The Maculan should have been killed by a host of deities and dragon-slaying heroes back then!"
Hearing Ymir's rambling, Storm Dragon Veldora grew a little impatient.
"Big oaf, are you going to fight or not?"
Big oaf?
Was Ymir talking about Ymir?
Boom!
Ymir no longer concealed Ymir's aura; an aura similar to that of a Divine King burst forth, shaking the Nine Realms above and intimidating the Nine Hells below.
Ymir's aura was too ferocious; the entire Jotunheim seemed to have fallen into an endless hell, surrounded by mountains of corpses and seas of blood, with will and soul completely seized.
Silence reigned everywhere, and all the people of Jotunheim looked towards this place.
Especially the deterrent force stemming from their bloodline, which made all of Ymir's descendants tremble, involuntarily wanting to prostrate themselves on the ground.
Rimuru, however, was not affected. This move of massive aura outburst, used to intimidate those with weaker minds and wills, was similar to her skill [Demon Lord's Haki].
In terms of realm, Rimuru was completely on par with Ymir, even surpassing Ymir; in terms of mind, Rimuru possessed the [Mind Controller], making Rimuru's mind almost unshakeable.
How could Rimuru fear Ymir's mental deterrence?
Feeling Ymir's aura deterrence, Storm Dragon Veldora immediately smiled, Veldora's mouth even splitting open to Veldora's ears.
To suppress Veldora with aura?
Even when Veldora was sealed in the Infinite Prison, the entire Jura Great Forest was still Veldora's domain.
No monster dared to approach; some weaker monsters on the outskirts of the Jura Great Forest even regarded Veldora as their guardian deity!
"Aura burst, I can do that too!"
Boom!
Storm Dragon Veldora also stopped concealing Veldora's aura and began to release it at full power.
In an instant, time seemed to stand still, and the swirling snow of Jotunheim quieted.
But then, all the snow seemed to have found its King, transforming into battle-hardened elites, and began to charge, fight, and campaign alongside their King.
Two magnificent and vast auras began to collide fiercely, and for a moment, Jotunheim seemed to be divided into three Worlds.
The auras of Ymir and the Storm Dragon clashed and fought each other, creating a scene of mountains of corpses, seas of blood, and a living hell!
And only where Rimuru stood was the passage of time peaceful and harmonious.
The people protected by Rimuru were incredibly shocked.
These three, what powerful auras!
Especially Rimuru, who handled everything with ease, was no less impressive than Ymir and the Storm Dragon!
Who exactly are they?
When did these two God-King level powerhouses, capable of overlooking the World, appear in the Nine Realms?
Not to mention others, even Ymir was greatly shocked.
In the Nine Realms, Ymir was truly an ancestral figure.
It would not be an exaggeration to call Ymir "the common ancestor of the Nine Realms"!
But what Ymir didn't expect was that Ymir's aura pressure was casually blocked by two guys who appeared out of nowhere.
Especially the little one standing casually on the periphery, who not only blocked it but also effortlessly protected a whole group of people!
If these two were to team up against Ymir...
Cold light flickered in Ymir's eyes, filled with vigilance.
Once bitten by a snake, Ymir would be afraid of a well rope for ten years; Ymir would absolutely not let Ymirself easily fall into danger again.
After a few breaths, Ymir's tyrannical aura slowly receded, and the Storm Dragon also stopped using Veldora's Dragon's Might.
Compared to Dragon's Might, the Storm Dragon preferred to act directly!
Ymir lowered Ymir's voice and said solemnly, "Two mysterious powerhouses, this is Jotunheim, it is My kingdom. As long as you do not interfere with the affairs of Jotunheim, I can let bygones be bygones, and even treat you with courtesy."
Hearing Ymir's words, the hearts of the people of Jotunheim suddenly grew cold.
If these two powerhouses truly abandoned them, where would they find a way to survive?
But how could they influence the will of these two powerhouses?
Moreover, the progenitor Ymir was not weak, and a bloody battle with such a powerhouse might cost them their lives.
How could such powerhouses pay such a heavy price for unrelated people?
At this moment, all they could do was pray!
Just then, a silver-bell-like laugh rang out, the sound not loud, yet it seemed to echo in everyone's heart.
"Jotunheim is your kingdom? How presumptuous! This is clearly My kingdom!"
Ymir was furious, Ymir's blood-red eyes staring intently at Rimuru, "Do you know what you're saying?"
Rimuru waved her small hand, and an infinite, icy cold power instantly swept across all of Jotunheim.
The people of Jotunheim immediately felt completely refreshed, and their bloodline power was reviving.
"The casket of ancient winters, it's the power of the casket of ancient winters!"
"King, she is the one King Laufey entrusted the throne to in his dying will!"
"Rimuru King, it's Rimuru King!"
The hearts of the people of Jotunheim, who had just experienced a boundless catastrophe, surged with emotion.
Rimuru King, it's Rimuru King!
At this moment, they somewhat understood why King Laufey, on his deathbed, had exceptionally passed on the throne to Rimuru!
Only Rimuru could turn the tide and single-handedly bear the burden of Jotunheim's sky.
The dragon she raised was powerful enough to contend with the progenitor Ymir; apart from her, who else was qualified to be the King of Jötunheimr?
Many who had just returned from the brink of death were in tears!
Storm Dragon Veldora looked proudly at Ymir, saying triumphantly, "Now you know, don't you? Jotunheim belongs to My friend Rimuru!"
Veldora was quite satisfied with Rimuru as a friend.
Veldora had almost single-handedly raised her, and although it was inside her stomach, Veldora had watched her grow little by little.
This sense of accomplishment was something Veldora had never experienced before!
Killing intent surged in Ymir's eyes, but a desire to retreat arose in Ymir's heart.
If it were just Rimuru, or just Veldora, Ymir could fight with confidence, but facing both...
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