Asgard.

Evergarden.

A figure in a gray coat walked through the muddy garden, and clear spring water flowed through his fingertips, sprinkling in every corner of the garden like drizzle.

A breeze gradually rose, blowing her messy golden hair. Braki stood on the barren soil and looked back into the distance.

Beneath the low clouds, faint roars could be heard from afar. The rotten wooden house creaked slightly as the earth shook, as if it would collapse soon.

Braki retracted his gaze, glanced at the wooden house in front of him, and sighed:

"This house should be renovated..."

"It's such a commotion outside, and you're still watering the flowers? Aren't you curious?" Urd, the goddess of the past, asked doubtfully on the blue stone road.

"What are you curious about?"

"The situation in Asgard."

"I'm not interested." Braki shook his head and continued to tap his fingertips in the air. Every time his fingertips waved, a spring of water turned into rain, moistening every corner of the soil.

He was wearing a simple gray coat and standing there, like a quiet conductor, sowing the seeds of life on the dead earth.

"Whether it's Loki or Thor, it doesn't matter to me who wins.

I just hope my wife will have the garden back to its original state when she returns...it would be very sad for her to see the garden we built together turned into the state it is in now."

Braki's eyes were full of tenderness.

The goddess of the past, Urd, looked at Braki who was concentrating on watering with a complicated expression.

"Brother Braki! Can I plant flowers with you?" Shikoti, the "future" goddess with two colorful braids, brought a bag of chrysanthemum seeds from somewhere, ran to Braki, and asked with her head tilted.

Braki smiled and reached out to touch her head: "Of course."

Shikoti cheered and ran excitedly on the land holding the chrysanthemum seeds. She grabbed a handful of seeds with her little hands and scattered them into the sky from time to time, full of energy.

Braki guided the water flow, irrigating the seeds and soil scattered by Shikoti in turn. A faint rainbow floated over the wooden house.

Rustle, rustle——

A subtle sound came from the soil, and green sprouts broke through the soil surface, like hope breaking through the soil, growing one after another in the ruins...

Braki was stunned for a moment, then his eyes widened in disbelief.

"It sprouted already? How is it possible..."

"This child is in charge of the law of accelerated time." The goddess of the past Urd looked at Shikoti running and laughing, and a doting smile appeared on the corner of her mouth. "With her here, your garden will probably be fully bloomed in less than an hour."

"That's great, that's great!" Braki clapped his hands repeatedly, his joy evident on his face.

He seemed to have thought of something, and turned to look at Urd, "By the way, where is Verdandi?"

"She is looking at Asgard." Urd said calmly, "It seems that the Great Xia God has broken in... We three goddesses never interfere in the civil war in the Nordic countries, but if there is an invasion by foreign enemies, she will not sit idly by."

Great Xia God?

Hearing these three words, the image of Sun Wukong suddenly appeared in Braki's mind.

I don’t know if the monkey has come here?

"What about you? Why don't you go?"

"I'm going to be here... to protect you," Urd said calmly.

It's called protection, but in fact it's just close surveillance. Shikoti predicted that Bragi would be the source of Ragnarok. Even though they have taken actions to try to delay the arrival of Ragnarok, it's still not foolproof.

Therefore, Urd took the initiative to stay and watch over Braki to prevent him from making any unexpected moves... As for Shikoti, she herself was a child with little fighting ability, so naturally she had to stay with Urd.

Braki nodded and said nothing more. He just followed closely behind Shikoti and continued to water the seeds in the soil.

Amid Shikoti's bell-like laughter, this dead land gradually came to life.

…

Bang--!

Fenrir bit into the void fiercely, and instantly tore the shoulder of a dwarf god in front of him into a bloody mist.

The roaring divine powers collided with each other, causing the surrounding temples to collapse one after another. Dust mixed with bright red blood mist flew up, and a girl in a blood-stained black windbreaker stood on the back of the demon wolf and rushed out.

Behind her, several figures followed one after another. This team of more than ten people was like a sharp sword, pointing directly to the center of Asgard!

Even though gods kept coming to stop them, the main force of the gods scattered in Asgard had already been defeated in the battle of Rainbow Bridge. These gods who came from other places had no one to lead them, like a pile of loose sand. Facing this group of vicious criminals, they could not pose much threat at all.

"Chubby, are you okay with your injury?"

Lin Qiye rode on the somersault cloud and looked at Baili Pangpang who was groaning and holding his waist behind him, and asked worriedly.

"It's okay, he was just scratched by the gun." Without waiting for Baili Pangpang to answer, An Qingyu, who was bandaging him, said, "I have mastered a few healing techniques that can heal him... but it may be a little painful."

As soon as he finished speaking, Baili Pangpang let out a scream.

"Hehehehehe..." Cao Yuan's silly laugh sounded at the right time.

Lin Qiye was about to say something else when he glanced up at the sky and his pupils suddenly contracted!

Without thinking, he kicked the grinning Cao Yuan away, and at the same time dispersed the somersault cloud under his feet. He twisted half a circle in the air and retreated to the side and rear in a weird posture!

Almost at the same time when Lin Qiye moved, a hint of grayness flashed in An Qingyu's eyes. He grabbed Baili Pangpang's shoulder, and flew hundreds of meters to the side like a startled wild goose, leaving only a trail of afterimages lingering in the air, and was torn to pieces by a brown gun shadow that fell from the sky!

The brown gun shadow passed by Lin Qiye ten meters away, and the divine light instantly cut a deep wound on his back. If his speed was a little slower, I am afraid he would have been torn into pieces.

At the critical moment, Lin Qiye also saw the full picture of the brown gun shadow.

This is a spear carved from a branch.

The tree branch spear swept across the sky like thunder, blasting the temple below into ruins. A figure wearing a green robe appeared out of thin air above the earth and slowly pulled out the tree branch spear.

His eyes narrowed slightly as he stared at Lin Qiye in the sky, seeming a little surprised.

Lin Qiye recognized this man. Just this morning, they had acted together...

Vera, the god of the forest.