Chapter 448 You finally got fooled! (6.1k)

"Okay, I feel relieved after hearing your words. Come back and get the mead in 30 days."

After getting the promise he wanted, Lorne made a promise and kindly reminded,

"But before you take formal action, I suggest you get a few frost giants with Ymir's bloodline to test the effect of mead."

Odin nodded seriously, keeping his good brother's advice in mind, but at the same time he couldn't help but feel a little worried:

"You are a giant. Is it really okay for you to help us like this?"

"Why do you think I live alone in a cave? People of the same race are not necessarily friends, and people of different races are not necessarily enemies."

Loen gave a half-truthful explanation, then looked up at the blizzard outside the cave and said thoughtfully,

"Besides, it might be a good thing if you can defeat the Founding Titan."

"Good thing?"

Luo En nodded, his eyes became deep:

"In the Chaos Sea, there exists a magical beast called the Giant Whale. Its body is so huge that it stretches for thousands of miles, and all life in the deep sea is its food. When it dies, it is not the end of all life, but the beginning of more new life. Countless deep-sea creatures will feed on its flesh and blood, use its bones as a bed, and use its magic power as a supply, forming a more prosperous life community. When a whale dies, all things come to life, that's probably it.

Similarly, there are similar lives in our world. He is like a towering tree, with an umbrella that covers the entire sky and absorbs all the rain and dew; his roots cover the entire earth and absorb all the nutrients. With him, do you think other small trees have room to grow? "

Odin looked thoughtful and spoke slowly:

"Are you talking about Ymir?"

Luo En nodded slightly, his deep gaze becoming more distant:

"Ymir monopolized the milk of the primordial cow and the warm area of the Kinlunga Chasm, forbidding all gods and giants to approach, and used the resources of the entire Age of Gods world to feed himself wantonly. Therefore, during the years when he was in power, our world not only did not develop further, but the environment became even worse. A simple calculation shows that the giants lacked food and hunted the gods; the gods perished, and the giants fought among themselves... If this continues, when the entire Age of Gods is eaten up by Ymir and those unrestrained giants, everything will probably usher in the dusk of the end. By that time, no matter the gods, giants, you, or me, we will not be able to escape the fate of destruction."

Odin listened to the narration of his good brother and thought about the situation of the gods. He seemed to have seen the "twilight" of the gods and the world. He could not help but shudder at the future that Lorne talked about.

"So, we have to cut down this big tree so that the entire forest under the tree has the possibility to continue to grow and reproduce?"

Lorne nodded and answered frankly:

"It is for this reason that I have no intention of stopping the gods from saving themselves, and am willing to help you and your people. But as the son of a giant, I can only do this much. Do you understand, Odin?"

Odin nodded earnestly to his blood brother, his admiration and respect evident in his eyes.

He originally thought that all giants were cruel and bloodthirsty freaks, but he didn't expect that there were such far-sighted wise men among the giants.

"Don't worry, I promise you that even if the gods defeat the giants, we will not kill them all. We will try our best to create a world where all life can survive!"

Odin patted the giant brother on the shoulder and made a solemn guarantee.

"I believe you." Loen smiled and nodded, without any doubt about the promise of the future Nordic God King.

Leaving aside the question of the divine products, after coming to power in the future, Odin did as he said, creating nine kingdoms where multiple races coexisted, and he did not kill the giants, who were his mortal enemies, but continued to work hard to fight against "Ragnarok".

After a few brief instructions, Odin hugged his good brother goodbye and hurried back to his tribe.

Due to the proliferation of giants, the lives of the gods are becoming increasingly difficult, food is becoming increasingly scarce, and they have almost no room to survive. They must fight for their lives before the next winter solstice.

In addition, his grandfather and father saw the hope of victory and had given him great power, so he still had a lot to do.

Watching Odin's back as he walked away in the wind and snow, looking back every few steps, Loen stroked the silver amulet in his hand and shook his head secretly.

He revealed all his knowledge of himself and the gods so quickly. Who would have thought that Odin had only met him twice?

Compared to himself, a Greek tea art master, the future Nordic God King is still too young and immature.

Of course, it is also possible that the gods have really reached the end of their rope, and he has to seize every opportunity and give it a try.

Well, let my brother give you a hand.

Loen cut open the palm of his right hand and soaked the divine blood into the materials for brewing mead to further improve the performance of the mead. Then he buried his head and began the familiar brewing work.

~~

Time flies, and in the blink of an eye it’s already the agreed 30 days.

Odin arrived at the cave where Lorn lived as promised, and officially came to pick up the goods, followed by dozens of young gods:

"Look, this is my sworn brother Loki, who saved my life. From now on, you must respect him as much as you respect me! Do you understand?"

At Odin's introduction and request, the accompanying young gods saluted Lorn one by one, their eyes full of curiosity.

Loen understood that Odin was intentionally paving the way for him to join the clan of gods, so he took the initiative to step forward and communicate with these young gods. From time to time, he also took out some homemade runes and dried meat to give to them. In a short while, he had gained their favorability.

Thus, in a harmonious and warm atmosphere, the gods loaded jars of mead onto trucks and drove towards the vast snowfield.

Let’s begin…

Loen murmured in front of the door, and then after everyone left, he activated the defense spells near the cave in advance, and added a few more concealment spells to prepare for the upcoming Nordic event.

As a veteran who had participated in several wars between gods, he certainly understood the horrific aftermath of a war between gods of this level, and he was quite experienced in dealing with such things.

So, he should have a good sleep and wait for the gods to recruit him?

Loen yawned, then decisively crawled onto the stone bed, closed his eyes and rested comfortably.

~~

"Bang bang bang bang!"

A few days later, a series of dull banging sounds outside the cave woke Loen from his hibernation.

He suddenly opened his eyes and turned on the magic detection array. He could not help but see the snow outside the cave covered with blood, and Odin, who was leaning on a half-broken spear with a bloody face.

"Open the door! Loki, open the door!"

A hurried cry for help came from the cave entrance. Loen frowned slightly, then immediately activated the defensive spell and let Odin in from outside the cave.

As soon as he entered the room, Odin trembled and spat out the shocking news:

"Dead. Grandfather, father, and the tribesmen I brought with me are all dead..."

“?!”

When Luo En heard this, his expression changed slightly.

What's going on?

Are God Zubli, God King Baoer, and the elite of the gods all dead?

"Mead is useless?" Loen asked subconsciously, his eyes a little vague.

Odin shook his head, his voice a little dry:

"No, Ymir was indeed drunk after drinking a large amount of mead, but our weapons could not kill the Founding Titan at all. We only caused him some minor injuries. After he was awakened, he slaughtered all the gods who entered the territory!"

Then, with a pale face, Odin added the details of the action intermittently, linking the events into a complete context.

The overall plan of the gods was also remarkable. They first sent a suicide squad to sneak into the territory of the founding giant Ymir, set up a stove to cook wine on the open ground, and used the aroma of wine and food to lure out the founding giant.

Ymir, who was dominated by instinct, was fooled. After slaughtering the group of gods that entered his territory, he sat in front of the fire and enjoyed his spoils without any doubt.

After eating all the food and drinking all the mead, Ymir fell drunk on the ground as planned, becoming an unsuspecting target.

Seeing that the time was ripe, God Zubli and God King Bauer decisively led their team out and hacked at the drunk Ymir.

But what they didn't expect was that the hardness of Ymir's body and the tenacity of her vitality far exceeded the expectations of the gods. Not only did the fierce attack fail to kill the Founding Titan, but it woke him up instead.

In the end, the furious Ymir used her overwhelming power to kill almost all the gods on the field.

If Odin had not seen the opportunity quickly, he would probably have suffered the same fate as his grandfather and father.

After hearing this, Luo En was shocked.

How could a big guy like Ymir be so fierce? This shouldn't be the case...

Even in the original myth, he only killed the god Zubli head-on, and there is no record of him defeating the god king Baoer completely.

How come the father and son attacked together, with a large number of gods leading a sneak attack, but were still killed by the drunk Ymir?

Then, after thinking for a moment, Loen thought of a possibility and his eyes became a little vague.

Could it be that it was because I arrived early and awakened the world egg where Ymir was, causing him to be born early, causing this founding giant to enjoy the milk of the original cow alone for a long time, and his strength was greatly enhanced, thus surpassing the original version of myself and reaching a gap-level strength.

Because of this, the gods who were once evenly matched with the giants in the mythology fell into despair and were almost exterminated. And now, even the god Zubli and the god king Baoer have collectively overturned because of their misjudgment of the situation.

So, it was me who killed Bully and Bower?

Loen's heart skipped a beat and he looked at his good brother Odin beside him with a wandering gaze.

Fortunately, Odin had just escaped death and was still in shock. He did not notice the guilty look on his good brother's face. He just kept muttering to himself:

"It's over. The entire God Clan is finished. What should we do next..."

“Go again!”

The sudden answer made Odin, who was in panic and confusion, look up suddenly. He looked at Lorne in surprise and could not believe his ears.

"You heard it right." Loen nodded affirmatively, his eyes deep. "The death of God Zubli and God King Baoer is a fact, but it is not easy for Ymir to do this while drunk. She must have been in a very weak state. If you run away now, you will waste the opportunity created for you by your grandfather, father and tribe. When Ymir sobers up and realizes that she almost died from this kind of thing, she will definitely be vigilant next time, and may even be furious and order the giants to completely exterminate you, the gods!"

After hearing his good brother's reminder, Odin gradually calmed down, but his expression was still a little bitter:

"So what? Even my grandfather and father were killed. Even if the Founding Titan is very weak now, I'm afraid I'm no match for him."

"What if he's drunk?"

"You mean..."

"After drinking so much mead and going through a high-intensity battle, what is the most likely thing that the Founding Titan will do after the danger is over?"

"rest!"

Lorne nodded, confirming Odin's guess.

The mead was stained with his divine blood, and the effects would not wear off easily.

Moreover, according to the habit of giants to eat prey alive, the dead gods Bli and God King Baoer most likely entered the stomach of the first giant Ymir.

With such a huge amount of divinity pouring into her body, coupled with the alcohol flowing into her bones along with the divine blood, Ymir will most likely be more drunk and sleep more soundly than last time.

Coupled with the counterintuitive surprise attack, Ymir was probably unprepared for it.

At this moment, realizing this, Odin's eyes lit up, and a glimmer of hope rekindled in his dead pupils.

There is still a chance! Fight!

Seeing Odin, who had regained his spirits, holding the half-broken spear and preparing to rush out of the cave to end things with Ymir, Lorne held his shoulders, his eyes flickering, and spoke solemnly:

"I'll go with you this time!"

Hearing this, Odin's body trembled with excitement and he tightly held his good brother's hand:

“Brother, I…”

"There is no time to lose. Let's go now before the commotion we caused earlier attracts too many giants!"

Lorne withdrew his hand, interrupting Odin's sentimental speech, and packed his luggage to urge him on.

He was willing to take risks, not only to consolidate this brotherhood of mutual benefit, but also for the future.

God Zubli and God King Bauer have died in battle. If Ymir completely absorbs the divinity of these two, she will wake up from hibernation.

By then, let alone Odin, who bears the destiny of the Nordic world, even if he goes along, he may not be able to defeat Ymir at that time.

Therefore, this period of time is not only the last chance for the gods, but also his last chance.

In order to completely solve the big trouble of Ymir, he can no longer stay out of it and must take the risk.

~~

Led by Odin, the two desperate men carefully avoided the giants wandering around the outskirts of the Kinlunga Chasm and came to Ymir's territory.

This place is close to the World Tree, and the ice and snow from the Mist Kingdom and the heat from the Fire Kingdom converge here to form clouds and rain, creating a rare warm environment here.

However, the fertile land that was once green is now covered with charred holes from explosions and white bones discarded everywhere.

A towering giant as big as a vast mountain range was lying under the World Tree, snoring with his bulging belly.

As if he was too comfortable, he couldn't help but burp in his sleep, and the strong smell of alcohol and blood filled his nose.

Looking at the scene around him that looked like a slaughterhouse, Odin's eyes turned red.

These unfortunate people who were eaten up by Ymir were all his blood relatives, even including his grandfather and father.

"You only have one chance, don't be impulsive!"

Odin barely suppressed his grief and anger after hearing the reminder from his good brother, and asked patiently:

"His divinity and vitality are too strong. Ordinary methods can't kill him at all. What can you do?"

"Since we can't kill him, how about changing our thinking and letting the [world] kill him?"

Luo En pondered silently, his eyes flickering.

Odin pondered for a moment, then asked thoughtfully:

"You mean—sacrifice?"

Lorne nodded and looked at Ymir with deep eyes:

"He was born from this world and became strong by absorbing nutrients from this world. If he is used as a sacrifice to host a sacrifice for the world, perhaps the world can be reborn in his flesh and blood and decompose his life and power!"

“Good idea!”

Such a wonderful idea made Odin clear away the confusion and anxiety in his heart, as if he saw a bright path in the darkness.

That's right, as long as this sacrifice is completed, Ymir's nearly immortal divinity and body will dissociate and become the cornerstone for establishing a new world, and this almost invincible founding giant will become history!

After reaching a consensus, the two looked at each other and took decisive action.

They first used the materials at hand to build a huge altar around the founding giant Ymir, and then carefully drew sacrificial runes all over Ymir's body.

Having drunk a large amount of mead and devoured a large amount of flesh and blood of gods, Ymir, who was soundly sleeping, was as unresponsive to the outside world as a dead pig. Soon, her body was marked with various marks by the two jumping "little bugs".

As the final stroke was completed and the sacrifice ceremony began, Ymir's divinity and immortality gradually faded. Odin and Lorn wiped the sweat from their foreheads with a sense of relief, and returned to the altar together, ready to enter the final scene of the mystery.

"Come and shape this world according to your ideas and your will!"

Loen handed the curved purple-red cursed blade in his hand to Odin beside him, his eyes full of encouragement and expectation.

Odin took a deep breath, walked to Ymir's head with the cursed knife in his hand, and slashed the defenseless neck of the Founding Titan fiercely.

“Puff!”

In an instant, a large amount of blood flowed out from the wound on Ymir's neck.

The Founding Titan, who realized the situation belatedly, woke up in pain and subconsciously raised his hand to cover the wound on his neck, trying fearfully to stop the outflow of the divine blood.

But it was too late.

As the great sacrifice was fully initiated, the majestic divinity and divine power leaked out of Ymir's body uncontrollably, forming a huge river of blood that swept in all directions like a flood.

Since the giants' divine blood contained the properties of corrosion and destruction, wherever it passed, the rocks and frost crystals were all dissolved. The many giants who were submerged nearby were also turned into a pool of blood by the blood from the ancestor, further expanding the scale of the bloody wave.

Soon, Ymir's blood filled the Kinlunga Chasm, which became a vast ocean. The east and west ends of the sea were divided into two kingdoms, namely the future kingdom of giants Jotunheim and the kingdom of the Vanir, Vanaheim.

The secret ritual continued to operate, and Ymir's lifeless and immortal body floated above the sea of blood and became the land, her bones became mountains, her hair became trees, her skull was attached to the ground and became the sky, her brain became clouds, her broken teeth became stones scattered everywhere, and her eyebrows were made into a solid world wall that surrounded the entire new earth to block the invasion of frost and fire.

The biggest change is undoubtedly the World Tree located next to Ymir's body.

After absorbing the enormous divinity of the ancestor giant, the World Tree grew rapidly upward, gradually dividing the world into nine different blocks for different future life forms to inhabit.

The swaying branches summoned the flames of Muspelheim, the Kingdom of Fire, and condensed into the prototypes of celestial bodies such as the sun, moon, and stars, bringing light to this dark world.

Gentle light rain fell, and the blizzards and flames that never stopped in the sky gradually dissipated. The entire world that accepted the sacrifice underwent earth-shaking changes.

On the World Tree, Odin slowly opened his eyes and looked at the island in the sky floating in the clouds below his feet. The island had fertile soil, gurgling water, and was surrounded by dense shade. He felt incomparable excitement and pride in his heart.

He actually defeated the founding giant Ymir and created a perfect habitat for the gods.

"Loki, we no longer have to hide in caves or survive in the snow and wind. This will be our new home from now on!" Odin looked at his masterpiece again and again, and announced happily, "Asgard! I decided to call it [Asgard]!"

Looking at his good brother immersed in joy, Lorne did not disturb him. He bent down quietly to pick up the purple curved curse knife on the ground, his eyes flickering faintly.

The short sword that represents betrayal - the Talisman of All Destruction.

After the Trojan War, Cassandra returned the item to Lorne.

Because the situation changed too quickly at that time, Loen did not return the artifact to his junior sister Medea, but kept it in his own warehouse.

Loen's purpose in intentionally choosing this unique artifact as the cursed sword in the sacrifice just now was certainly not simple.

A ritual inscribed with "betrayal" is doomed to never become an eternal cornerstone;

A world created by sacrifice will be destroyed by this sacrifice.

In other words, from the moment this world was born, it was doomed to perish.

——【Twilight of the Gods】will eventually come, and no one can avoid it!

The fact that the three Nordic goddesses of fate did not step forward to stop him meant that his scheme had also kept the Supreme Fate in the dark.

I'm sorry, although what I said is true and I am sincere in helping you, liars who seem sincere are the most terrifying.

Because you will never know what his real purpose is or what his real tricks are.

Loen looked up at Odin, who was excitedly flying down from the clouds to share the joy with his tribesmen. He raised the Talisman of All Destruction in his hand, and the strange purple blade reflected his deep eyes.

(End of this chapter)