At that very moment, Baalat spat blood again. The goddess then realized that the wound Freyja had inflicted on her was still open, since her ichor had not healed it. Baalat then felt terrible dizziness as she began losing a great deal of blood.
“Why? Why is my ichor not healing this insignificant wound?” the Phoenician goddess wondered in frustration as she continued vomiting more and more blood.
As if lightning had fallen, Loki appeared above the Phoenician goddess, taking advantage of the moment when she had disabled her cutting barrier, and with the only hand he had left, he held her head. Then the god shouted:
“Hugur sprengja (Mindblast)!”
Baalat immediately broke free from Loki’s hand while inflicting a wound on his chest, but the damage to her mind had already been done. The goddess began drooling from her mouth, and her eyes began to drift apart. Not knowing what to do or how to orient herself, the goddess began launching attacks everywhere in fury, but none of them reached Loki or Freyja.
The Norse god quickly held Freyja’s almost inert body with the only arm he had left. The goddess was breathing heavily, and although there was pain across her body, she was still smiling with a satisfied expression.
“We… we gotta… g-get her outta here…meow” Freyja said heavily while watching Baalat throw cutting attacks in every direction.
Loki breathed deeply.
“The only thing left is to do what Thor did, but I don’t think there’s any side where we can lock her away, and the damage I did to her mind won’t last long either,” Loki said pessimistically.
“Don’t… do it!” Freyja said with great difficulty, slipping out of Loki’s arm. “I’ll give… meow life purr stopping her attacks.”
“Idiot! How dare you even think about sacrificing your life?!” Loki shouted furiously, but Freyja stood up while continuing to float in space. Her entire body was pale and covered in blood, while the terrible hole gaped open in her abdomen.
“I think… you already figured it out, but she hasn’t, meow,” Freyja said heavily.
Loki nodded.
“This was the place where Yggdrasil used to be, but the planet has already disappeared, and only an illusion remains,” the Norse god said.
“Yeah, and she… won’t be able to find our planet’s new location, meow…” Freyja said.
Loki then fell silent.
“But meow brother told me… Anat was left locked inside this illusion, because they couldn’t take her with ’em,” Freyja said. “If she finds out Anat is here, all our effort’ll be for nothin’, meow.”
Loki shook his head.
“I understand. That is why you want to protect this illusion, so she does not discover Anat’s prison,” Loki replied.
Then the god made a frustrated gesture of denial.
“What stupidity. How did they leave Anat here alone and unguarded?” the Norse god said angrily. “They knew that invading Yggdrasil was only a matter of time.”
Freyja remained silent for a moment.
“They hadn’t thought about that, meow!” she said in surprise.
Loki covered his face in frustration.
“Damn muscle-brains,” he said, dispirited.
At that moment, Baalat stopped launching attacks and froze. The goddess breathed deeply while continuing to lose blood. Her expression was full of rage and irritation.
“Accursed dog! How dare you attack my mind?!” Baalat shouted furiously, pointing at Loki and Freyja.
“Listen, Freyja,” Loki said mentally to the Norse goddess. “Let her attack Yggdrasil. I'll dodge the attack with everything I have!”
Freyja became frightened at that moment, but seeing the determination in Loki’s eyes, she understood that she had to trust him.
“Be blown to pieces, you and this wretched planet!” Baalat shouted furiously as she raised both hands and brought them down in a dizzying motion, imitating the movement of a sword.
“Seken Maqam shel Balah (Galaxy Cut)!” Baalat shouted, and at that moment, a powerful scythe-shaped shockwave traveled from the movement of her arms and headed toward Loki and Freyja, but the god immediately teleported, taking the Norse goddess with him.
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The attack struck Yggdrasil directly and split it into pieces. But right after it hit, the illusion formed again, showing the tree-shaped planet intact.
“Although she has almost recovered, the effect of the mental damage I inflicted on her still persists,” Loki said as they appeared far from Baalat, yet close enough to see her movements.
“I see, for that’s why you could dodge the attack with telepurrtation, meow,” Freyja said, still breathing slowly, though the goddess endured the pain while continuing to smile.
“What the hell? Is it an illusion?” Baalat asked furiously, launching more cutting attacks at Yggdrasil, but nothing happened.
Baalat then turned to look at Loki and Freyja in rage. Her eyes were red, and her face was completely flushed. The Phoenician goddess was livid.
“Where is the true Yggdrasil?” the goddess shouted in wrath. “Answer me!”
Loki then made an obscene gesture at the goddess.
“What are you gonna do then, Baalat?” Loki asked. “Is Lel gonna use all its resources to find one miserable planet in this vast multiverse?”
“We’ll never tell you,” Freyja added. “You’ll have to kill us first, meow.”
Baalat trembled, filled with rage. Foam came out of her mouth, and her hands shook.
“How are insects like you humiliating us?” the Phoenician goddess shouted furiously as she raised her arms again.
Loki then embraced Freyja with the only arm he had left.
“Loki, thank you purr changing,” the Norse goddess confessed. “I feel proud that I can die with you, meow.”
Loki shook his head.
“We will not die, Freyja,” the god replied. “I still have a mission to fulfill with Ana and Tania,” the Norse god confessed.
“Besides,” the god added. “Menrva would be very sad if you died here.”
Freyja blushed slightly at those words, but said nothing.
Loki shook his head again.
“Despite the fact that you are not intelligent or brilliant at all, not everyone in Asgard is like you,” the god continued explaining. “Neither Father nor Heimdall has your limited level of intelligence.”
Freyja puffed out her cheeks and looked at Loki angrily.
“You’re gonna humiliate me even in meow last moments of life?” she asked, annoyed.
Loki smiled.
At that moment, a voice was heard in the distance:
“Ful-kompna vǫrn (Perfect Defense)!”
Heimdall immediately appeared in front of the two Norse gods and raised a magical barrier.
“Seken Maqam shel Balah (Galaxy Cut)!” Baalat shouted again, launching her powerful attack toward the Norse god who was now protecting his companions.
The attack struck the god’s barrier, destroying it, but at that moment, the pieces of the barrier traveled toward Baalat and struck her, piercing her body like tiny bullets.
The Phoenician goddess screamed, seized by pain from that attack, while falling to her knees as her body filled with blood.
“You took your sweet time, ghost,” Loki said to Heimdall sarcastically.
“Loki, do not forget that you and I are destined to kill one another,” the white Norse god replied without emotion. “Do not speak to me in such a familiar manner.”
Loki smiled.
“If I hadn’t messed with that whore’s intelligence, and if Freyja’s luck attack hadn’t stopped her from using her ichor, we’d be dead right now,” the dark Norse god said. “So indirectly, you owe me your life too.”
Freyja made a gesture of not understanding what had happened, but Heimdall did not deign to answer Loki.
Baalat stood again and began shining golden, like a sun.
“Accursed barbarians!” the Phoenician goddess shouted. “Now you will tell me where Yggdrasil is!”
“Just like your sister, you came confident, alone, and without support,” a man’s voice was heard. “Grave mistake, Lel’s bitch.”
Baalat looked upward and saw Tyr floating above her. The goddess immediately attacked the god with her cutting techniques, wounding him terribly.
But when she thought she had won, the sword Tyrfing absorbed Tyr’s blood while taking on its characteristic crimson color. Immediately, the Norse god’s wounds repaired themselves.
“Sjóðandi Blóðrista (Boiling Blood Slash),” Tyr said, and at that moment, he threw a boiling slash of blood with his sword, cutting off one of Baalat’s arms. The goddess screamed in pain from the attack.
“Congratulations, little sister. You’ve become very strong ♪” another shrill voice was heard in the distance.
“Brother, you came too?” Freyja asked, placing a smile on her tired face.
Baalat looked forward and saw Freyr transformed into a white elf. In both hands, he held a sphere of white energy and another of dark energy.
“An antipode? It is impossible for you barbarians to use attacks of that sort,” Baalat said nervously.
“Well, it’s such a shame you don’t believe it ♪” Freyr said with his characteristic shrill voice.
Baalat raised her arm to attack the god, but he quickly said:
“Andstæðingur galdra (Antipode Magic)!”
By joining the two spheres, a powerful white and dark shockwave was generated, with two energies fighting against each other. The attack struck Baalat directly and hurled her far away.
Baalat, her body burned, missing one arm, and covered in blood, had a gaze full of horror. The goddess immediately turned around and fled without saying a word. Her pride was too great to admit she had lost, but she also did not want to lose her life against beings she considered inferior.
Thrúd, together with several valkyries, appeared with horns of mead in their hands. They quickly gave those drinks to the two dying gods, immediately healing their wounds.
Freyja stood and thanked Thor’s daughter for healing her wounds. Loki, on the other hand, felt a certain joy at seeing that the Norse gods had finally forgotten their code of honor of fighting one on one.
“Forgive the delay,” Thrúd said, embarrassed. “But Heimdall installed an alert only if someone came close enough to the illusion of Yggdrasil.”
Freyja shook her head, indicating that it did not matter.
“I see. Loki knew that would happen if Baalat attacked Yggdrasil, meow” Freyja thought, now with a happier expression.
Tyr then descended to where the gods were, together with Heimdall, Thrúd, and the valkyries, while sheathing his sword.
“I doubt she will return here again,” the Norse god of war said. “Surely Lel will now search everywhere in the universe for Yggdrasil.”
Freyja then, filled with tears, thanked everyone for helping her. The goddess, who had thought she was going to die that day, was crying from happiness. Seeing that, Freyr smiled, because it was the first time he had ever seen his sister show such emotions. Deep down, all of them had grown after their battles in Vinland.