Chapter 792 Chapter 27: The Three Norn Sisters
The old man used his crutches and slowly climbed to the top of the towering mountain. Looking around, he could see the whole Asgard.
The old man took a long breath. Ever since he and his two brothers sacrificed their father Ymir to create this world, Ragnarok has been a shadow hanging over his head.
All he did was delay the arrival of the apocalypse.
The old man is not a very kind person. In order to welcome the Ragnarok of the Gods, he may even frame those brave and loyal people in a fair trial so that they can enter Valhalla after their death and become his warriors against the Ragnarok of the Gods.
He looked out at the land and the mountains.
He did a lot for this world, but in the end he could not resist the wheel of fate.
"Ragnarok was never a war between the Aesir and Loki."
The old man spoke to the sky in his hoarse voice.
"Loki was just a trigger...Even without him, Ragnarok would have come true in other ways."
"The mists of Niflheim obstruct my vision, but I can sense you, outsider, there you are."
"What exactly do you want to do...and is this so-called new threat true?"
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At the moment they were submerged by the lake water, Li Muhan carried Xia Yue into the temple, and the sea water seemed to be blocked by some invisible force and could not flow into the gate of the temple at all.
Li Muhan put Xia Yue down and breathed a sigh of relief.
Because she ran so fast just now, Xia Yue was collecting gold coins all the way.
The beef jerky in her pocket kept falling out, and Xia Yue desperately tried to grab a few pieces with her hands.
Now she and Li Muhan were going deeper into the temple, and she was eating all the way. Perhaps the pregnancy really had some impact on her body.
The Tara people felt that their bodies were in urgent need of new energy, so they continued to evolve a stomach that allowed Xia Yue to better absorb nutrients.
However, what annoyed Xia Yue was that she could clearly feel that the energy converted from everything she ate was completely absorbed by the nascent life, leaving nothing for her.
"Why can't you give me some space so I can grow up."
Her soliloquy seemed particularly loud in the empty and quiet temple.
Li Muhan looked back at her and found that she was biting beef jerky with a dejected look on her face.
"Don't worry about it so much."
Li Muhan rubbed her head and said, "When we first met, I fell in love with you at first sight, so I'm sure I like flat girls."
"That's different..." Xia Yue turned her head awkwardly: "At that time, it was the power of the Tara people that attracted each other, or you could say that some kind of connection was established."
These should be what Shu Ying told Xia Yue.
The Tara who leave the tribe will gradually begin to weaken unless they can find the nearest tribe members and replenish their strength.
That's why Xia Yue seemed particularly excited when she sucked Li Muhan's blood that night, and her strength also recovered a lot.
At first, Lin Ze and others thought that Xia Yue had never drunk the blood of a living person, so she had this reaction, but now it seems that the connection with the Tara tribe played a big role in it.
"I'm sure." Li Muhan looked at Xia Yue seriously: "Even if you and I are not from the Tara tribe, I will still like you."
"...Really? Don't lie to me. I'm a college student."
Xia Yue looked up at Li Muhan.
"Life is full of love and passion, this hatred has nothing to do with the wind and the moon."
"?What's the meaning?"
"You're still a college student."
Li Muhan gave Xia Yue a blank look, then took her hand and continued walking inside.
Soon the two of them arrived at the depths of the temple. Li Muhan discovered that the temple seemed to be changing all the time, sometimes dilapidated, sometimes glorious, and sometimes somewhere in between.
There was a feeling that made him feel familiar, yet he couldn't tell where he had seen it before.
Moreover, this temple seemed to have some kind of resonance with his body, especially when the temple regained its glory, this feeling was particularly obvious.
He's coming...
[She shares the same aura as my sister...from the past.]
[No, he is a higher being]
Right in front of the three altars, Li Muhan saw three statues of goddesses, and a woman's whisper came to his ears.
Li Muhan raised his hand to protect Xia Yue behind him, and said as he looked at the three statues in front of him.
"I'm here at the invitation. Wouldn't it be rude not to show up?"
As soon as he finished speaking, he saw a head slowly popping out from behind the statue on the far right. It was a girl who was about twelve or thirteen years old. She had a pretty and lovely face, but her eyes seemed a little frightened.
He only dared to show half of his face and look at Li Muhan.
"Shikoti is very timid, and she is a little afraid of the aura you exude. Please forgive her rudeness."
A voice suddenly came from behind.
Li Muhan quickly turned around and saw a tall, white-haired woman in a plain white gauze dress standing gracefully behind him.
Although he was very close to her, Li Muhan could not sense any breath from her at all.
"Sister, you scared him."
Another voice came from above.
Li Muhan raised his head and saw a young girl hanging down along a silver silk thread. She stared at Li Muhan, and the ends of her hair gently brushed Li Muhan's cheek. Then she seemed to feel something, her pupils widened, and the corners of her mouth turned up, as if she was very excited.
"I smell new life."
The silver-haired woman in front of him also raised her hand at this moment and gently stroked Xia Yue's abdomen.
Li Muhan's eyes suddenly flashed with lightning. He held the Fujiang Zhenmo in his hand and forced the silver-haired woman in front of him to retreat with a swipe of the knife.
"Don't touch her."
There was no more joking in his eyes at this moment, and the threat in them was self-evident.
The woman slowly took a step back, and then with a laugh she turned into countless silk threads. These threads gently brushed across Li Muhan's cheek, then passed through his body and came to the altar.
When Li Muhan and Xia Yue looked back again, the three altars had turned into three thrones.
Except for the timid girl who was still hiding behind the throne, the silver-haired woman and another slightly younger girl were sitting on the throne.
"Nice to meet you, Mr. Li Muhan."
"We are the Three Goddesses of Norn."
The woman gently placed her hand on her chest and nodded at Li Muhan.
"I am Urd, the goddess of the past."
Then she looked at the girl sitting on her left and said, "This is my sister."
The girl's sitting posture was different from the elegant Urd. She was carefree and simply put one foot on the seat, while the other foot was gently dangling in the air, and she spoke in a very casual voice.
"I am the goddess who is in charge of the present, Wei Erdandi, Li Muhan, the smell on your body... is so tempting."
As she spoke, Verdandi licked her lips lightly, with a strange look in her eyes.
Finally, the two of them looked at the empty throne together.
"Sister, it's your turn."
Urd said gently.
The girl came out from behind the chair tremblingly, folded her hands in front of her, and spoke in a childish voice.
"I...I am the goddess who governs the future...Shikoti..."
After she finished speaking, she slowly climbed onto the throne. Unlike her two sisters, she sat very well, and needed to slightly raise her feet to touch the ground.
After introducing himself, Urd looked at Li Muhan and said with a smile.
"We are the prophets of the North, the weaving machines of fate, the spokesmen of the past, present, and future, and you... Mr. Li Muhan."
Urd slowly stood up and walked down the stairs. In front of Li Muhan, who looked alert, she slowly knelt on one knee, put her hand on her chest and lowered her head.
"You are the past, and you... are also my Urd..."
"Owner."
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