Ymir was filled with immense hatred, but he was truly powerless.
It was true that he was very strong, but Rimuru and Storm Dragon were also equally powerful.
Facing both of them simultaneously, he truly had no confidence in winning.
The painful experience of being imprisoned by Laufey certainly made him more ferocious, but it also made him more cautious.
However, he was extremely unwilling to just leave Jotunheim in such a pathetic manner.
What's more, Rimuru was the successor of that wicked Laufey!
Hate, hate, hate, hate, hate, hate, hate!
Storm Dragon looked down disdainfully, and said coldly, "I sense your hatred, and your endless killing intent towards my friend. In that case, you shall stay!"
If one could directly act, why bother with idle chatter?
Storm Dragon immediately made his move. Vast magic power swept forth, and the Storm Law moved as he wished, transforming into thousands of bone-scraping, soul-devouring wind blades that instantly swept towards the progenitor giant Ymir.
Ymir was furious. They obstructed his revenge, seized his kingdom, and yet he couldn't even harbor resentment in his heart?
What did they take him for?
An ant with no power to resist?
The one person and one dragon no longer had any scruples, and a grand, sweeping war thus began, erupting completely.
Veldora was truly worthy of the title Storm Dragon, a veritable Son of Storms. With every breath, he unleashed an endless torrent of storm power.
He wielded it freely, the Storm Law moving according to his will, and the divine winds of the entire World were at his command.
Whoosh ~
Whoosh whoosh whoosh ~~~
Wherever the divine wind passed, everything disintegrated, and even space itself was shattered by the divine wind, transforming into spatial storms.
The entire Jotunheim was Storm Dragon Veldora's domain.
On the land, mountains, castles, trees, and Frost Giantss all prostrated themselves, trembling.
The battle between Storm Dragon and Ymir caused the entire Jotunheim to be greatly alarmed.
At this moment, their hearts were exceptionally complex.
The people of Jotunheim had all grown up hearing the legends of the progenitor giant Ymir.
Their worship of Ymir was already etched into their souls.
After countless years, they still took pride in being "Ymir's descendants."
But what they never expected was that the progenitor giant Ymir was not only alive but had also gone completely mad, wantonly devouring his own descendants.
Ymir's power did live up to their expectations. But a dragon that appeared out of nowhere was actually able to suppress Ymir!
Was the era of giants truly coming to an end?
Looking at Rimuru, who stood before them, everyone now truly recognized Rimuru as their King.
Not only was she powerful, but she also genuinely cared for her people.
Just now, when the battle suddenly erupted, if Rimuru had not acted to protect them...
How many would still be standing here now?
Not to mention others, even the two princes of Jotunheim had somewhat given up hope.
They had come to realize that Rimuru inheriting the throne was already an unstoppable trend.
To be as powerful as Rimuru, and still constantly care for her people, this was already a symbol of a wise monarch, a rare find.
As for Ymir, if he had won, the people of Jotunheim might have been annihilated.
They had lived under King Laufey's rule for the longest time, but King Laufey first lost to Odin, then lost the casket of ancient winters, and now had died in Asgard.
It was all thanks to the contrast provided by others. Although Rimuru had not yet been crowned, the people of Jotunheim had already begun to harbor expectations for her.
The battle grew increasingly fierce, but Ymir became more and more astonished as he fought.
Where did this dragon come from?
The storm magic he unleashed was almost akin to the primordial laws of storm. Every move he made was a destructive divine wind capable of annihilating even a divine body.
Most terrifyingly, his magic power was almost inexhaustible.
Every attack was a "big move" that consumed massive amounts of magic power, making him respond with trepidation.
Ymir had no idea that compared to his siblings and even his niece Milim, Storm Dragon was not just one level behind in combat experience and treasures.
But in terms of the sheer quantity of magicules, Storm Dragon Veldora was truly unparalleled!
"No, I can't keep this up!"
Ymir assessed the situation and made up his mind completely.
Rimuru was still nearby; if he continued to wear himself out here, even leaving Jotunheim might become a luxury.
An endless torrent of ice power swept out, instantly covering Storm Dragon, forming an icy prison that froze Storm Dragon within.
Completely trapping Storm Dragon was naturally impossible, but delaying him for a moment was feasible.
Ymir cast an escape spell and appeared on the horizon within a few breaths.
"Jotunheim is mine! If I don't get it, neither will you. I will frequently come to collect interest!"
Ymir's voice echoed through Jotunheim, and all the people of Jotunheim turned pale.
They feared not the thief who stole, but the thief who coveted. If Ymir constantly coveted Jotunheim, how could they ever live in peace?
But just then, Rimuru's voice suddenly resounded in everyone's hearts.
"Absolute Seal!"
As Rimuru's words fell, the prison generated by Absolute Seal instantly appeared around Ymir.
Ymir's eyelids twitched wildly. He hadn't expected that Rimuru, when she finally acted, would unleash such an incredibly terrifying technique.
But to try and seal him, that was seeking death!
The blood within Ymir's body surged rapidly, like a great river, and vast, terrifying divine power immediately emanated, coiling around his fist.
"Break for me!"
Ymir roared, punching the sealing barrier generated by the Absolute Seal.
But the barrier trembled, like ripples in Water. Not only did he fail to break the seal, but the seal absorbed his divine power and, in turn, strengthened itself again.
Ymir was stunned, and then an endless torrent of fear and regret surged through his mind!
"I don't believe it, break for me!"
Ymir's divine power surged within his body, and his size soared again, attempting to burst the sealing barrier.
But unfortunately, Ymir's efforts were doomed to be futile.
His efforts not only failed to break the barrier, but that vast, magnificent divine power actually reinforced the seal once more.
"How can this be?"
"Impossible, I don't believe it! I am one of the earliest beings born in the World, a primordial God!"
"No!"
"Rimuru King, I was wrong. Just now, before I left, I just spoke a harsh word. I know my mistake, please forgive my sins, I am willing to offer you my loyalty!"
Unfortunately, what Ymir didn't know was that Absolute Seal not only isolated magic power but also isolated sound!
Everything he said could not be heard outside the barrier.
All the onlookers saw was Ymir flailing within the barrier.
Perhaps some could guess a little through his gestures and expressions, but who cared?
At this moment, everyone's eyes were fixed on only one person: Rimuru.
Their new King!
It was she who saved Jotunheim; it was she who effortlessly sealed the progenitor giant who sought to retaliate and destroy Jotunheim!
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