Chapter 442: The Battle of Ice and Fire, the Ring of the Nibelung appears, and the Holy Land is achieved! (1W)

“Boom!”

Thunder exploded in the lead-gray clouds, and the vast blue light appeared and disappeared from time to time.

The holy emblem of the God of Storms was suspended high in the sky, and his vertical eye of thunder opened in the crack of space, looking around the battlefield coldly.

With the vertical eye of thunder as the center, lightning and thunder, carrying gravel, ice ridges, and frost pillars, rose up and swirled into a magnetic storm. The limbs of the storm giant gradually took shape, and the tornado was like the torso of the storm god. The strong wind condensed into a face, and the eyes shot out pale lightning. The vertical eye on the forehead stared at the fire god in front of it!

The God of Fire stood at the other end of the bridge, his body wrapped in blazing flames like a burning volcano. The flaming crown of the holy emblem on his head emitted billowing black smoke.

His body is made of volcanic rock, magma flows in the cracks, and his chest is like a furnace, and one can directly see the violently beating core of the furnace!

Compared to the Storm Giant, the God of Fire is much shorter, but his will is as cold and silent as a dormant volcano. He quietly confronts the wanton and violent God of Storm and silently weighs the hammer in his hand.

It seemed as if he didn't take the God of Storms seriously at all.

The thunder's vertical eye shot out a fierce light, and the storm roared mercilessly.

"It's been ten thousand years! Brother! You still won't admit your weakness!"

Flames and ice are entangled on the Bridge of Eternal Fire and True Ice.

Two extreme natural forces collided with a loud bang.

In the storm, the roar of God was heard.

"You will never be as good as me! The eternal flame will surely be swallowed up by the merciless storm!"

Boom! The tornado roared towards the God of Fire on the other side of the bridge.

The God of Fire suddenly swung his hammer, causing a huge burst of flames, and with a "bang" smashed the tornado into a chaotic torrent of energy.

Immediately.

The God of Fire made a deep and powerful voice, like the sound of metal colliding.

"You should calm down, brother, and learn from the rock."

"I've had enough of you! In this world, I am the only one who is in control!" Storm roared.

The words fell.

The two divine forces collided again.

The bridge began to tremble, and the storm and flames formed energy turbulence.

Above the canyon, blue and white arcs of electricity were wandering in the dark clouds. The lightning bolts struck down and stirred up gravel on the ice surface. Fire tornadoes wrapped in ice blades soared into the sky.

The two elemental giants summoned by Orrong Jinxu could no longer be forged for him, and they perished and were annihilated in the remaining will of these two ancient gods!

"puff--"

Aorong Jinxu suddenly coughed up a mouthful of blood, his body swayed, and he fell heavily on the snow, his face as pale as paper.

Looking up at the sky above the bridge, Aorong's face was suddenly filled with bitterness as he saw the two gods' will to destroy the world.

"Is it fate that is preventing me from letting the Ring of the Nibelung come into the world again?"

Ao Rong's eyes were filled with regret and resentment, his Adam's apple rolled, and he said hoarsely:

“Just when I was recasting the divine weapon, the wills of these two gods awakened!”

"No...I won't give up."

Aorong's dry fingers bent again and he tightly gripped the hammer handle, with hot flames dancing in his eyes.

"Even without the help of the elemental giants, I can forge a divine weapon myself!"

Ao Rong faced the pressure of the battle between the two gods, struggled to get up, and came to an altar at the bottom of the canyon.

This altar is the core of the [Forging Sanctuary], and is filled with the power of ice and fire on both sides.

Just now, Aorong used this altar to activate the forging rules left by the God of Fire and summoned two elemental giants to help with forging.

But now, the entire bridge might collapse under the will of the two gods! Clang! Aorong clenched the hammer tightly and struck the bright diamond with all his strength.

His eyes were bloodshot, and his already hunched body was trembling under the overwhelming will, but he did not even look at the two gods for a second. He focused all his attention on the anvil, raised the hammer high, and forged it hard!

Ding! Forging a divine weapon is the ultimate pursuit of every dwarf craftsman throughout his life.

This is not for Yeats, but for the thousands and thousands of days and nights spent forging swords in front of the furnace.

Aorong saw the shadows of the past, all of which were roaring at him.

"If you miss the chance to forge a divine weapon, you will never get it again in this lifetime!"

"Just swing the hammer!"

"Aorong, don't stop!"

Ding! Butterfly-like sparks burst out from the ice anvil, and the flying sparks ignited Aorong's beard.

The embryo on the ice anvil gradually took shape.

Aorong knocked without hesitation.

Completely forgetting that he was in a death arena where he could die at any time! The aftermath of the battle between the two gods had already affected the entire bridge. Ye Zhi was in a complicated mood, not knowing whether it was because of his bad luck that he encountered this battle of gods, or because recasting the Ring of the Nibelung was prone to the suppression of fate.

However, one thing is certain... Yeats glanced at Daisy's happy mouth... Daisy was very happy to see this scene of blood flowing like a river!

"So what should I do?" Yeats looked at Daisy. "Just rush forward?"

Daisy rolled her eyes. "What else can we do? Of course, we should beat these two gods down!"

Ye Zhi was slightly stunned and pointed at himself.

“Trust yourself.”

Daisy restrained her smile, her eyes were gentle and serious, she gently placed her hand on Ye Zhi's forehead and said softly:

"You now... already possess power comparable to that of a god!"

Ye Zhi was stunned for a moment, thinking about something.

He was no longer the young man who had lost all his will to fight when facing the gaze of the goddess of darkness on the night of the lunar eclipse.

At this moment, he was already the strongest knight of mankind on the Midgard continent! The bridge of Eternal Fire and True Ice made a melting humming sound, and the bursting flames and surging storms made the battlefield look like the end of the world. Standing under the thunder of the dark sky, Ye Zhi's eyes condensed slightly, raised his right hand, a cluster of golden flames of judgment surged, and suddenly clenched the bow drawn from the void.

"bring it on!"

Ye Zhi suddenly activated the moonlight fighting spirit, spread the wings of the god of poetry, and suddenly rushed towards the energy torrent formed by the collision and interweaving of the two divinities.

"The answer is - play them all again!!"

On the bridge, two divine powers collided in the middle of the bridge, and the aftermath crushed the dragon-like snow peaks on the Dragon Snow Mountain into powder. The two virtual images of gods standing above the two bridgeheads, one blue and one red, blasted their divinity against each other. The storm giant pulled out the thunder axe from the tornado, and the god of fire scooped up a handful of magma from the crater and poured it on the bronze war hammer.

Boom! The two divine weapons collided, the aftermath shook, and blizzards and fire rained down from the sky! At this time.

A tiny figure flew across the battlefield, came to the center of the bridge, and looked down at the phantoms of the two gods.

With the will of the arrogant demon god, even if the God of Fire and the God of Storm cast their eyes on Ye Zhi at the same time, Ye Zhi's aura can still completely suppress them! "Are mortals worthy of competing with gods?"

The God of Storms sneered disdainfully, and the phantom took the lead in attacking.

The giant axe of thunder fell, tearing through the clouds, leaving a scar that pierced through the storm, and thousands of lightning pillars fell together with the whistling sound of the wind! Ding——

The Shield of Medusa appeared beside Ye Zhi, and the indestructible shield was covered with cracks in an instant!

However, this unstoppable slash was still forcibly resisted! "God of Storms?"

The silver-haired knight faced the divine might head-on, the bright moonlight surging from the longbow in his hand, nine sharp arrows already on the bowstring at the same time, a cold arc curved at the corner of his mouth.

"You're just a little brother!"

The moonlight fighting spirit burned violently, and the moment the bow was drawn, the never-ending [Hydra Arrow] whizzed through the space, the arrows tore through the magnetic field around the storm giant and fiercely plunged into its hollow body.

The legendary fighting skill, Hydra Arrow, was the archery skill taught by the goddess of hunting herself. The strong poison tempered on the arrowhead could even directly cause damage to divine power!

The God of Storms realized that his divinity had been damaged by this arrow. He was shocked and angry and let out an angry roar.

Mortals could actually hurt Him. This is undoubtedly a blasphemy against the gods! "Mortal, you will receive eternal punishment from God!"

The wind and clouds changed color, and the thunder in the clouds flashed. The God of Storms turned his spear and poured out his wrath towards Ye Zhi. The horrible gale was filled with thunder with a breath of annihilation. The storm giant struck out nine thunderstorms in succession, which gathered into an enormous spherical thunderstorm in mid-air!

Witnessing this ball of lightning, the face of the God of Fire was illuminated by the vast lightning, and a heavy look appeared on his face.

"Mortal, stand behind me." The dull voice of the God of Fire echoed.

“Brother, you are actually still on the side of mortals!” The divine figure in the storm roared, “We are the rulers of mortals. The Arctic should be ruled by us, but you are hiding in a volcano and associating with lowly dwarfs!”

"I want you to see with your own eyes how huge the gap is between gods and mortals!!"

The God of Storms pushed his divine power to the extreme.

Boom boom

A spherical thunderstorm bombarded Yeats.

The terrifying aura of annihilation caused the snow peak to collapse, and the rolling avalanche could not stop falling.

The lava volcano at the other end of the bridge was rumbling and shaking, with magma surging and black smoke rising!

"Mortal, die!"

The roar of the Storm God caught the attention of Orion Goldbeard.

He raised his head from the anvil, looked up at the sky with rolling thunderclouds, and was shocked.

What did he see? Ye Zhi had actually entered a battlefield belonging to the gods!

The lightning emitted by the spherical thunderstorm was so dazzling that it eclipsed the ice and flames on the Bridge of Eternal Fire and True Ice. This was the power of the gods, and no mortal could resist it!

The God of Storms has great contempt for mortals, but at this moment He strikes without holding back, directly using the power of legendary spells!

Aorong Jinxu's pupils trembled and his face was filled with fear, as if he had already seen Ye Zhi being annihilated in the thunderstorm!

"Obey my command, the Three Sword Laws—"

Ye Zhi was suspended in the sky, facing the approaching thunderstorm, with a sharp light flashing in his eyes.

"cut!!"

The fighting skills taught by the God of Greed, Mammon, are now as powerful as divine skills under the blessing of the three holy swords of the continent! ! Swish, swish, swish! Three sharp sword sounds rang out at the same time, causing spatial fluctuations, and three sword lights shot out from the void at the same time!

The sword light was like thunder from the sky, with the power to tear the sky and earth apart, going straight to the core of the thunderstorm. The first sword light, Durandal was like an indestructible fortress, with solid defense, fiercely hitting the surface of the spherical thunderstorm. The thunderstorm seemed to be shaken by an aerial fortress, and the dazzling lightning scattered in the collision.

The God of Storms sneered disdainfully, as if he saw mortals overestimating their own capabilities.

The second sword light followed closely behind. Juvayus shone with magnificent colors. The sword body changed thirty times in an instant. The twisted sword light disturbed the energy inside the thunderstorm, and instantly deviated the trajectory of the ball lightning! The eyes of the God of Storms changed slightly, and a hint of surprise flashed in his eyes.

The Broken Steel Sword, like a golden light cannon tearing through the sky, with the will to win, blasted straight into the thunderstorm, and in a burst of sword light, it suddenly shattered it! ! Boom——! !

The cracking and dissipating lightning was reflected in Aorong Jinxu's eyes, and his eyes were trembling and full of disbelief.

Ye Zhi...actually forcibly blasted away the Storm God's spell?! The Storm God was stunned for a moment.

There was silence over the bridge, and the atmosphere of stalemate continued to spread.

Ye Zhi stared coldly at the silent God of Storms, raised his right hand, and three sword lights obeyed his command and floated behind him again.

“This is the true power of the authentic product!”

Mammon looked up at Ye Zhi's figure under the sky, his golden eyes full of admiration, and praised: "It is because Ye Zhi is greedy that he can collect the three holy swords at the same time!"

The God of Fire paid attention to the three holy swords controlled by Ye Zhi, a look of surprise flashed across his eyes, and he nodded silently.

Using the power of a mortal to fight against the gods! Regardless of the era, humans with such power and character will always be recognized by the God of Fire! The God of Fire turned his gaze and his majestic eyes fell on Orrong Jinxu beside the forging altar. He noticed the object he was forging and realized something.

"Mortal, you may need my help..." The powerful voice paused, and the God of Fire said in a low voice: "No, it may be that I need your help."

He raised the war hammer high, and a stream of red light flew out from the hammer and fell onto the forging altar.

Next to the altar.

Aorong Jinxu looked at the melted demon god's ritual vessel in surprise, then looked up at the God of Fire above the bridge with shock in his eyes.

"This... does it mean... that the God of Fire is helping me with forging?!"

Aorong's heart was full of disbelief.

With the help of this red light, the recasting progress of the Nibelung Ring has been amazingly improved! ! In addition to being shocked, Aorong felt a little touched in his heart.

The god of fire and forging, he looks wild, but he is the most delicate and gentle among all the gods, and he cares for his people.

The Ring of the Nibelung was originally forged by a dwarf master, and the God of Fire is the ancestor of the dwarves... He knows the forging process of this artifact, so this is normal! The God of Storms is just reckless, not stupid. When He saw Ye Zhi using the Three Swords Law to smash the thunderstorm, he put away his contempt for mortals and was not in a hurry to fight the God of Fire, but prioritized Ye Zhi.

The God of Fire was gentle and would not take the initiative to start a war. While Ye Zhi was fighting the God of Storm, he focused on the task in Orrong's hand - reforging the Ring of the Nibelung. In the eyes of the God of Fire, this was much more interesting than the battle between gods! At the edge of the bridge of eternal fire and true ice, Gray and Hildreth looked up at Ye Zhi who was fighting with the gods, their eyes full of worry.

It was not until Ye Zhi used the Three Sword Laws to turn the situation around that the worry in the two men's eyes faded a little.

Giant Wolf Frye was moved and said, "He actually has the upper hand!"

It turns out he is so powerful... No wonder he was able to suppress Hildreth!

"I, we have to do something!" Gray said anxiously.

"If we move forward rashly, we will only disrupt Ye Zhi's rhythm and drag him down." Xilude analyzed calmly, with a hint of loss in his eyes, and quietly clenched his right palm.

Strength... one still needs strength that can rival that of gods to be able to participate in battles of this level!

Hildre suddenly felt a little envious of Gray.

In the pre-war meeting last night, Ye Zhi also mentioned that he wanted to use the "cursed golden dragon" to help Gray advance to the holy realm.

The Golden Dragon Clan is the most mysterious and powerful dragon clan in mythology. If Grey can obtain the resources on him, her promotion to the Holy Realm is a foregone conclusion!

But...what about myself?

Xilude frowned. To this day, he couldn't even see the slightest hope of promotion. How could he help Ye Zhi...

The wind was cold and the red-haired Valkyrie had a heavy expression on her face as she stared at Ye Zhi's figure on the battlefield, wishing she could fight alongside him.

Seemed to sense what Hildur was thinking.

Behind Hildreth, the blood-red cloak swayed in the cold wind, and the "Sword in the Tree" Grame hanging on her shoulder suddenly vibrated.

"This is..." Upon noticing the strange sight of the sword in the tree, Hildreth turned her head in surprise, and then cast a questioning look at the giant wolf Frye.

The giant wolf Frye thought for a moment and said suddenly:

“Although the Sword in the Tree is not the legendary holy sword, it is inextricably linked to legendary weapons such as the Sword in the Stone and the Broken Steel Sword…”

Giant Wolf Fry looked up at Ye Zhi who had entered the eye of the tornado and was fighting the Storm Giant head-on. There was a touch of admiration in his eyes. He said in a concentrated voice, "I think that the sword law that Ye Zhi just activated is also connected to the Sword in the Tree... The Sword in the Tree is also eager to fight with the gods!"

The Sword in the Tree, also known as the Sword of God's Wrath, was once held by its former owner who had wielded this sharp sword against the gods, with the will of disobedience to the gods embedded in his bones.

Hildre stared at the rough-shaped sword, and recalled the scene of passing the sword test in the tree. He was moved and asked: "Mammon...if I give this sword to Ye Zhi, can Ye Zhi also use the law of the sword to drive it?"

The black cat looked at Hilde in surprise, nodded, and said, "Yes! The [Three Sword Laws] that I taught Ye Zhi are very powerful. As long as it is a well-known divine weapon, it can be guided by the sword law. Of course, it is no problem to drive one more sword in the tree!"

After that, Mammon raised his chest proudly and licked his paws.

"My spell has great growth potential, and can even grow into the [Law of Ten Thousand Swords]. Ye Zhi has found a treasure by signing a contract with me!"

"So that's how it is..." The corners of Hildreth's mouth slightly raised, and he breathed a sigh of relief, "This way, I should be able to help him..."

Under the blue sky, in the raging wind filled with divine wrath, lightning and thunder continued to interweave. The storm giant's thunder axe cut through the space, forcing Ye Zhi to continuously activate the three holy swords to resist one by one.

The more they fought, the more furious the Storm God became. This mortal had quite a few goodies on him. He even used the legendary Arenil to block a powerful blow! "How dare you blaspheme the gods! Mortal, prepare for your divine punishment!"

Among the gods, there are those like the God of Storms who regard mortals as ants, and there are also those like the God of Fire who are gentle and delicate.

Ye Zhi's thoughts were as fast as lightning, his ideas were calm, and his willpower was rising steadily. He couldn't help but look at the overall situation from a higher perspective... From his point of view, there was no right or wrong in the ideas of these two gods.

It is certain that...power is the only reason to be king! "Ye Zhi!"

Under the tense battle situation, Ye Zhi suddenly heard the communication spell of Hilde.

"This sword is for you!"

A sword light shot towards the sky.

Ye Zhi subconsciously used the [Three Sword Laws] to control it.

Without any hindrance, Ye Zhi quickly took over the use of the sword light. After a closer look, he was surprised.

Sword in the tree, Grame!

This rough-looking giant sword that looks like a dragon-slaying sword is the legendary weapon!

The sword laws in Ye Zhi's body resonated with the sword in the tree. With a thought, he controlled the sword in the tree to fly in the air. It felt so smooth that it was as easy as using one's own arm!

[Law of Three Swords] can not only control three holy swords at the same time, but also control a sword in the tree!

Ye Zhi smiled and said, "Thank you, Hildreth!"

"Hurry up!" Hildreth said quickly, "Don't give Him a chance to breathe!"

Ye Zhi nodded slightly, stretched out his hand to control, and four sword lights split the clouds of thunder and lightning. Compared with the other three holy swords, the sword light of the sword in the tree was more powerful, like a black dragon roaring in the dark clouds, venting its power at will, and crashing into the wind barrier held up by the storm giant! Boom! !

The God of Storms wanted so badly to curse.

Even the God of Fire, who was famous for his forging power, had never produced so many legendary weapons in the God Wars! But how could a mere mortal control so many treasures!

“How could you have more legendary magic weapons than the Fire God’s treasures?!”

The God of Storms roared, thunderstorms flashed in the sky behind him, and a pale blue magnetic field surrounded the rotating tornado.

"You must have used trickery to trick the gods into giving it to you, you mortal who is used to cheating!"

Daisy covered her mouth and chuckled, whispering in Ye Zhi's ear: "This guy really got it right~"

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The other side.

The God of Fire and Forging slowly raised his head, the hearth in his chest glowing red, and he said sincerely:

"Legendary weapons are of no use to me... The reason I don't use them against you is because... you are my brother."

The God of Storms was stunned.

On His face formed by the condensation of violent winds, Yeats actually saw human expressions of shame, anger, humiliation, and hatred... just like the expression of a naughty child who knows he is in the wrong but still acts unreasonably.

"You're still supporting this mortal!!"

The Storm God roared, "I will fight you for ten thousand years after I bury him completely, my arrogant brother!!"

"I wish you could do that..."

The God of Fire sighed deeply.

"My stupid brother..."

The brothers love and hate each other.

Seeing that the God of Fire had not attacked him, but had been silently helping Aorong with his iron-making, Ye Zhi couldn't help but feel a little fond of Him.

This also gave him the opportunity to fight the God of Storms alone.

The Sword of Divine Wrath, the Sword of Broken Steel, Durandal, and Juvayus, four precious swords famous throughout the continent, continuously fell towards the God of Storms like arrows, suppressing Him for a short time, causing Grey to open her mouth in surprise.

"Is what Ye Zhi is mastering... the law of the sword, or the law of the bow and arrow?"

Mammon licked his paw and said innocently:

"Archers can fight in close combat... that makes sense!"

The God of Storms saw that he was suppressed by Ye Zhi again, and his face was mixed with anger and shame. He suddenly opened his arms, and the whole sky suddenly dimmed. The wind whistled, and a huge vortex gradually appeared in the center of the sky, like a storm door leading to destruction! "Open!!!"

With his roar, the Storm Gate suddenly opened, and hundreds of tornadoes burst out from the vortex, each flashing with thunder, like a violent dragon, sweeping towards Ye Zhi!

Wherever the tornado went, space was distorted, snow peaks were broken and turned into dust. The strong wind cut Ye Zhi's body like a blade, and the thunder of annihilation kept bombarding Ye Zhi!

The Storm God's thunderous eyes flashed with a cold light, and His face became distorted and ferocious in the strong wind... This was already a divine-level attack! It was a full-strength attack that the Storm God was venting at the cost of burning his own will! !

After this move, the will of the God of Storms remaining on the Bridge of Eternal Fire and True Ice will be destroyed forever! The God of Fire's eyes flickered as he stared at the vortex that opened in the dark sky. He didn't know what he was thinking, but he just tightened his grip on the hammer handle and increased the speed of forging the ring.

The terrifying divine might shrouded this world of ice and snow, and even Daisy's face showed a hint of solemnity.

"This...is not fun anymore."

Daisy looked at Yeats in the strong wind. His body was being cut by thousands of wind blades, and the overflowing blood dyed the storm deep red.

The Mist Goddess frowned and said:

"Yezhi... Let's play next time. I'll rescue you first."

"No...I want to kill Him with my own hands!!"

Ye Zhi's stern reply echoed through the communication technique.

The will that rivals that of the gods, burning violently!

Daisy was slightly stunned, her eyes sparkled, and the corners of her mouth raised slightly: "Okay... I'll wait!"

Ye Zhi closed his eyes tightly, endured the pain brought by the strong wind, faced the pressure of the god level, and faintly felt that he had touched that illusory inspiration.

That's enough.

Ye Zhi opened his eyes.

He is full of aura, like a sharp sword drawn from its sheath!

In the soul realm, the mistletoe rooted in the Tree of Life swayed slightly, emitting a circle of unrivaled sharp sword intent!

Under the dim sky, the God of Storms stood with his back to the gate of the storm vortex, his face grim, and suddenly he was startled.

Zheng——

The fierce sword force spread out from Ye Zhi to the surroundings, destroying hundreds of tornadoes! The God of Storm was stunned for a moment, and a trace of astonishment flashed in his eyes that shot out blue lightning, staring blankly at the figure of the mortal.

The next moment, his pupils shrank rapidly, and a storm surged in his heart.

"That sword is..."

The God of Fire was also stunned. A fear from thousands of years ago hit him like a sharp arrow. He said blankly:

"Silver Oak Sword... How did you... get this sword?"

Ye Zhi's eyes were cold, he raised his palm and said: "You have died a worthy death as you have proved my unique skills!"

Buzz——

The Silver Oak Sword turned into a meteor-like sword light, carrying the power to tear through time and space, and directly hit the Thunder Eye of the Storm God! The Storm God's expression suddenly changed.

If the ability of [Dragon Slayer Sword] Balmung is a special attack on the dragon clan, then the Silver Oak Sword that once shot and killed the God of Light is a special attack on divinity! Even if the true body of the Storm God descended here, he would not dare to face the edge of the Silver Oak Sword! Seeing the Silver Oak Sword getting closer and closer, a trace of fear flashed across the eyes of the Storm God. Under the pressure of being on the verge of extinction, he shouted: "Brother!"

It was not the Fire God's help that responded to him.

Instead, the Silver Oak Sword sank into the vertical eye of thunder, and a crisp sound like glass breaking was heard!

Snap!

The God of Storms gasped in pain and said with venom in his voice:

"Mortal... you are involved in too much... one day, you will be retaliated by fate!!"

The storm gradually subsided and the vortex in the sky quietly retreated.

There was silence on the battlefield.

Flames and frost burned on the Bridge of Eternal Fire and True Ice. In the sky above the blue bridgehead, the God of Storms could no longer be seen.

Aorong Jinxu looked up, a trace of trance in his eyes, and his heart was unable to calm down.

The God of Storms and the God of Fire have been fighting on this bridge for a thousand years.

But now, the will of the God of Storms left here has been wiped out by mortals!

Ao Rong stared at Ye Zhi's figure in the sky. The golden light that broke through the clouds fell on him, as if even the God of Fire was eclipsed by his light...

"This is truly... a feat that rivals that of the gods!"

The legend of "Fimbulwinter" suddenly emerged in my mind. It is said that after the death of the God of Light, He will be resurrected one day to save all things in the world that are sinking in pain...

O Rong's eyes were filled with admiration. In his heart, Yeats had quietly taken on a mythical color! "Mortal, pay attention."

The gentle voice of the God of Fire rang in the ears of Orrong Jinxu.

"This final step still requires your participation."

Aorong was slightly stunned, staring at the forging altar, his eyes widened in surprise.

During the battle between Ye Zhi and the God of Storms, the recasting of the Nibelung Ring was progressing rapidly. It originally took three months to complete, but now there is only one last step left! "It was you... you who used the forging law to help us?" Aorong looked up at the God of Fire and spoke incoherently.

The God of Fire looked calmly at the dilapidated bridge and whispered:

"The reason I stay here is because I have an obsession that I cannot let go of... If I leave, the things I value will be destroyed by madness and paranoia..."

"Fortunately, someone did it for me...something I was unwilling to do cruelly."

There was a hint of relief in the Fire God's voice.

"And all I can do...is express my gratitude as best I can."

The towering body of the God of Fire gradually dissipated and turned into fluttering red lotus butterflies, which flew one after another to the [Ring of the Nibelung] that was gradually taking shape on the forging altar.

Ye Zhi looked at the scene in surprise.

“What does He do?”

"The traces of the God of Storms' existence in the material plane have disappeared, and the God of Fire has no reason to stay here."

Mammon's eyes were deep, and he said slowly: "He chose to use his remaining will to help you recast the main artifact, so that... He can leave with peace of mind."

The next moment.

Ye Zhi heard the telepathy of the God of Fire.

"I deeply apologize for my brother's recklessness, human." The God of Fire sighed, "As He said, there is indeed something weak in me. This may be the reason why I have never been able to kill him..."

"I must thank you, human. In you, I see the possibility of transcending fate..."

The God of Fire smiled gently and said, "One day, if we meet in another plane, I will forge weapons for you with my own hands... I look forward to meeting you someday."

His voice faded away.

at the same time.

Aorong Jinxu was extremely excited. He looked at the golden light gradually rising on the forging altar and shouted, "It's done... It's done! This is a miracle that transcends time!!"

Mammon held his breath, his eyes glowing green, and he said eagerly:

"The legendary main artifact... The Ring of the Nibelung!"

Buzz——

Golden light cut through the sky, dispersing the snow and fog.

In the bridge canyon forged by ice and fire, a gorgeous black and gold ring slowly rises! The outer side of the ring is smooth, and the inner side is engraved with delicate patterns. Every line exudes incredible magic, and a heart-pounding pressure surges from this ring! "It just so happens... it's this human..." The wind stopped, and the Storm God's unwilling and resentful voice completely dissipated.

"I have witnessed your power... You do have the power to wield the Ring of the Nibelung!"

The ring slowly rose and floated towards Yeats' palm.

The moment the finger touched the ring, a hot breath surged from the pattern on the ring!

boom--

Yeats's mind went blank.

The divinities in the soul realm are entangled, collide, and grow stronger.

Seven completely different demon powers correspond to seven laws related to desire, and under the coordination of the magic ring, these forces blend perfectly to form a tremendous energy that impacts the material plane!

With Yeats as the center, a golden beam of light shot straight into the sky!

The beam of light completely enveloped Ye Zhi, with complex patterns flowing on the outside.

Aorong Jinxu was shocked and said stumblingly: "Is this...promoting to the Holy Realm?!"

The beam of light pierced straight into the clouds, and a magnificent rainbow bridge slowly fell from the sky and landed right in front of Yeats.

The Rainbow Bridge had seven levels, and suddenly it broke into seven streams of light, all of which sank into Ye Zhi's body.

In an instant.

The aura on Ye Zhi's body continued to rise, and he felt that the shackles on his body were removed, and his heart suddenly became clear! A sanctuary-level aura spread out in all directions with Ye Zhi as the center, attracting everyone's attention.

"Yeats got promoted!" Gray exclaimed.

Zuan Ya pondered: "Now I can provoke even more powerful bosses..."

Mammon's eyes were filled with greed, and he thought to himself, "Treasures, I must let Ye Zhi find more treasures!"

Daisy said with a look of satisfaction: "This child...I watched him grow up!"

Finally achieved the sanctuary!

After all the hardships, I have become an absolutely strong man in this material plane! Ye Zhi couldn't help but smile.

I am now a strong man of the same level as the King of the Wild Hunt... No, if a real fight comes, I can suppress the King of the Wild Hunt by relying on my many plug-ins!

Compared with the six rings, the area of ​​the soul realm is increased exponentially, and it can even be directly manifested, placing mortals directly into its own realm.

The power of combat skills and spells is far beyond what it could be during the high-level period.

After being promoted to the Holy Realm, every strike can draw divine power. Divine power comes from faith or self-cultivation, and is divided into different colors according to different divinities.

Upon examination, Ye Zhi discovered that his divine power was abundant but its attributes were mixed, and he probably thought it was related to the "messy" divinity in his body.

"There are also benefits to multiple gods choosing one..."

Yeats muttered:

"At least there is enough divinity, and there will be enough divine power after being promoted to the Holy Realm!"

"My current domain is not perfect yet. Although it is based on Avalon, I have not moved the Avalon plane directly into my domain. This would greatly reduce the power of the domain."

Ye Zhi thought to himself, "I have to find a chance to convince the lake fairy Vivian to let me move [Avalon] into my territory..."

"If I could make the Light God's realm of light my own, that would be perfect..."

After all these days of journey, Ye Zhi deeply realized the status of the God of Light among the gods. This god is the strongest existence in the camp of gods.

Any inheritance related to the God of Light is extremely important.

"Nephthys promised me that if I killed the nightmare demon Abaddon, she would give me a stone tablet containing the inheritance of the God of Light..."

Ye Zhi's eyes moved slightly.

"The Nightmare Abaddon has already met his death!"

Yeats remembered that in the plot of the bottomless pit, the forces of the Church would also be involved.

I am already a strong man in the Holy Land, and I have an absolute advantage in the battlefield of mortals! "The container of the Plague Knight?" Ye Zhi said to himself with interest, "I really look forward to seeing his expression at that time..."

On the bridge, Gray and others looked up at Yeats with different expressions.

"Ye Zhi is already at the Saint level..." Daisy murmured with a smile, "Next time when we go to watch the fun of the Goddess of Dark Night and the Goddess of Moonlight, we can invite him to come along."

"I wonder what the elders' reaction will be when they see Ye Zhi." Gray thought to herself, "Saint level! The three elders combined are no match for Ye Zhi!"

While Hillary was happy for Yeats, she also felt a sense of urgency in her heart.

High in the sky.

Yeats stretched out his fingers and gently rubbed the Ring of the Nibelung on his knuckles, and in his heart he couldn't wait to try out the ring's ability to teleport.

Whether it was the Shadow Realm or the Underworld, as long as Ye Zhi wanted, he could complete the teleportation through the time and space coordinates he had reached! However, Ye Zhi suppressed this thought and thought, "It would be better to wait until the dead of night before teleporting to the Shadow Realm..."

Ye Zhi looked up at the sky and silently planned his itinerary.

I have to take Gray to hunt the golden dragon soon.

Find the Valkyrie Brunhilde as Hildre's sanctuary mentor.

Then he went to the film world to keep his appointment and reunited with Teacher Scach...

"The Sanctuary is really busy." Ye Zhi sighed.

I, Ye, also want to be a time management master! ...

(End of this chapter)