Chapter 457: Hell Contract, Devouring Demon Wolf, Supreme Will (1W3)

Morningfrost Ridge.

In midsummer, the sea of ​​flowers in front of Jiandong Castle is full of purple thistles, cornflowers and wild roses, so colorful that the elf Blueberry even flies out of the forest and lies deep in the flowers, reluctant to leave.

"This weather is so warm, perfect for taking a nap while smelling the fragrance of flowers..."

The little elf lay lazily in the center of a sunflower disk, with light golden scales scattering from its translucent wings behind it, and its raised feet dangling behind it. It glanced at the snowy owl nearby and sighed helplessly.

"I'm telling you, magic practice requires a combination of work and rest. How can you stay up late every day like this?"

Snow Owl was wearing a pair of glasses and using his levitation technique to hold up a book of arcane magic that he had obtained from the second elder of the Blue Dragon. He was studying it with his head down, concentrating on it.

Hearing Blueberry's words, Snowy Owl's eyes flashed with a gleam, as if thinking about something.

Combine work and rest? What Mr. Blueberry meant... probably the relativity of motion and stillness? In other words, the key to making time still is actually to speed up your own time and appear still in the eyes of others? The Snow Owl suddenly shuddered, and his eyes suddenly shot out excitement. He fluttered his wings and cried to the sky:

"Gu!"

I see! That’s what’s going on!

Blueberry was speechless, with mixed feelings as he held his chin and stared at the Snowy Owl, which seemed to have triggered a "Eureka moment".

What on earth did it understand?

"It's come to this..." Blueberry imitated Ye Zhi's deep tone and said seriously, "Let's go to bed first!"

The little fairy was sleeping soundly in the sunflower disk, and three happy snow dogs were galloping through the sea of ​​flowers.

"Gu?"

How can we let them disturb Teacher Blueberry's sleep?

A blue light flashed in the Snowy Owl's eyes.

In its field of vision, everything in the world comes to a standstill.

At the same time, the three snow dogs looked at each other in bewilderment. Although they still had feelings, their bodies could not move. They could only watch as the Snowy Owl used levitation to lift them up and transport them outside the garden.

Bang! The three snow dogs looked at each other, looked around blankly, shook their heads, and went back to having fun.

On the treetops, a black cat with golden eyes was elegant and beautiful, shaking its tail. When it saw the magic that the Snowy Owl had just performed, a strange light flashed in its eyes, and then it jumped lightly from the tree and quickly disappeared.

Sword Winter Castle, study.

Ye Zhi looked surprised, looked at Mammon who came back to report the news, and said:

"You mean, Snow Owl has already mastered [Time Standstill]?"

"It's just a prototype, and it hasn't reached the realm of the eighth ring of magic, but it has already proved that it has unparalleled talent in the field of magic." Mammon said in admiration, "Given time, when it achieves the eighth ring... maybe it can take over the position and become the new God of Magic!"

Ye Zhi was already accustomed to Snow Owl's extraordinary magical talent.

But Ye Zhi didn't understand. Even the second elder of the Blue Dragon, who was good at arcane, couldn't help Snow Owl get inspiration. How did Snow Owl overcome this problem? "I just saw the little fairy named 'Blueberry' staying with your magic pet... Snow Owl seemed to regard it as a teacher?" Mammon asked curiously.

It's no wonder that a Warcraft that's about to become an epic creature would feel strange when it takes a little elf of only one level as its mentor.

Yeats felt somewhat relieved.

In the end, it was blueberries that inspired the snowy owl!

If I have to explain it... that's the bond, this is the combination skill between the master and the disciple!

Thump thump thump——

Outside the study, there was a sound of hurried footsteps, and it seemed that the situation was very urgent.

Yeats glanced at the black cat on the desk.

Mammon immediately understood and transformed into a ray of golden light, falling into Yeats' ring.

Boom boom!

There was a knock on the door, followed by the hoarse voice of Fokasi.

"Master."

"Come in." Ye Zhi nodded and said, "Just tell me, Fukas."

Fokasi pushed the door open, bowed, and got straight to the point: "Master, there was a disaster in Roland Kingdom."

"An unprecedented locust plague has swept across the entire Roland territory..." said Fokasi, "Our trade with Roland has also suffered huge losses."

Locust plague?

Ye Zhi frowned slightly.

Chapter 9 of the Book of Revelation mentions the army of locusts led by Abaddon: "The angel Abaddon, who lives in the bottomless pit, prepared an army of locusts to make those who bear the mark of the beast suffer more when the final judgment comes."

The Kingdom of Roland is close to the bottomless pit, and now there is a locust plague, it is very likely that something went wrong in the bottomless pit.

Yeats asked Phocas to leave first and stayed in the study to think about the current countermeasures.

"At present, Gray and I are both at the Sanctuary level, so we have a chance of winning even against the Lord of Plague."

Ye Zhi thought to himself, "There's a high probability that Daisy has left some tricks up her sleeve in the bottomless pit. Now is a good time to go to the bottomless pit and settle old and new accounts!"

During the Moonlight Cult's trip, the Plague Knight arrived, but he escaped.

But things are different now. Ye Zhi not only owns the Seven-Ring Sanctuary, but also has epic weapons recorded in history, such as the "Dragon Slaying Sword" Balmung and the "Golden Sword" Juvayus, which can activate the law of sword.

In addition, the demon power exerted by the Ring of the Nibelung is also a killer in battles at the seventh ring level.

His slender fingers tapped lightly on the desk, his eyes flickered, and he muttered to himself:

"Before leaving, I have to contact Xilude again to see what's going on over there..."

"If Hildreth can be promoted to the Holy Realm like Gray, the three of us can go together and increase our chances of winning."

As luck would have it, not long after Phocas reported the news, Yeats received a text message from an acquaintance.

This short message came from the Roland royal family over a thousand miles, and the sender was Violet, the knight commander of the Dragon Eagle Knights.

She claimed to represent the will of King Roland and asked Yeats to go with His Majesty to the bottomless pit to investigate the cause of the locust plague. After the task was completed, the Royal Family of Roland was willing to hand over the "Slate of Light" with both hands.

The Tablets of Light are said to record the prophecies of the God of Light. There are three of them in total.

One of them is in the hands of the Horus royal family in the southern continent and is controlled by Nephthys, the chosen one of Anubis.

Ye Zhi didn't expect that the second stone tablet was hidden in the Roland royal family.

Soon, Yeats figured out the reason - the Horus royal family has believed in the sun since ancient times, and the God of the Sun was once a subordinate god of the God of Light. After the fall of the God of Light, he inherited part of the authority of light.

It makes sense that the Slate of Light is controlled by the God of the Sun.

Afterwards, these stone tablets were passed on to the heirs of the God of the Burning Sun...including the royal family of Horus, and Louis who called himself the "Sun King".

The inheritance of the God of Light is the key to Ye Zhi's advancement to the realm of the Eight-Ring True God. There is no reason not to go and get it in person.

Yeats responded immediately, saying that he would arrive in Roland soon and would work with King Roland to resolve the locust plague.

However, Ye Zhi still had some doubts in his heart, so he asked Mammon, the demon god of hell, for advice.

"Mammon, is Abaddon an angel or a devil?"

The Book of Revelation describes it as the messenger of the bottomless pit, but the authority it wields is so vicious that it is associated with nightmares, locust plagues, darkness, and epidemics, and will bring suffering to mankind that is worse than death.

In fact, there are still many different opinions about the image of Abaddon. A group of priests believe that he is Satan, while others believe that he made an indelible contribution to the sealing of hell.

Judging from Ye Zhi's current intelligence, both heaven and hell are eager to cut Abaddon into pieces, as if both sides don't like Him.

Mammon sneered, "Just a useless pawn abandoned by the Nine Realms."

"In the past, Abaddon was indeed an angel, but because he stayed close to the abyss for too long, he became a part of the abyss." Mammon said slowly, "And now, he has lost his former faith and has become a symbol of complacency."

"The heavens no longer need him to guard the gates of hell. Hell must kill him before it can open the passage to the material plane. In this war, Abaddon is destined to become a sacrifice."

Mammon paused for a moment and said, "The heavens will not save Him either... They will only consume the last bit of His value. For example, they will use the locust plague ritual to unlock the seal of the Black Horse Knight and allow this knight who symbolizes [Famine] in the Book of Revelation to descend."

Ye Zhi was stunned for a moment: "Abaddon, who controls the locust plague... is the sacrifice of the Knight of Famine?"

"It's just a guess." Mammon said faintly, "The coming of the Apocalypse Knight always requires a price, just like the Plague Knight you encountered before... Only by using the plague to kill enough humans can the price of invoking His power be met."

"They simply don't treat humans as human beings," said Ye Zhi.

"According to the doctrine, pagans are destined to go to hell." Mammon smiled, "You are humans who have been marked with the 'mark of the beast'. What is the mark of the beast? For example, wolves, eagles, dragons, these beings are not recognized by the heavens..."

"In short, getting rid of the Apocalypse Horsemen will weaken the influence of the Day of Apocalypse and allow more humans to survive the apocalypse." Mammon's golden eyes glowed with a deep light. "Becoming the savior... isn't this what you want, Ye Zhi?"

"I don't have such lofty ideals. I just want to survive the apocalypse with my beloved. For this, I am willing to go to war with the great creation of eternity."

Yeats said: "But I don't understand."

"What do you not understand?"

"You are obviously a demon, why are you on my side?" Ye Zhi asked.

Mammon smiled and said, "Because humans are the most greedy species and the cutest creatures in my eyes, of course I have to help them!"

As the god of greed, humans can provide Mammon with a large amount of faith power, so he is naturally willing to fight for humans.

"What about the other demon gods?" Ye Zhi asked, "Once the gates of hell are opened, how can we guarantee that the other demon gods and their followers will not kill people wantonly?"

Mammon stopped smiling and said seriously, "Yeats, hell is not what you imagine, a chaotic and violent world... On the contrary, hell is as hierarchical as human society, with strict laws, righteous people and evil people, and even corresponding law enforcement officers."

Ye Zhi was slightly stunned, and couldn't help but think of the judge in the underworld in Eastern mythology.

"Under law enforcement and supervision, invading the human world cannot bring enough benefits to Hell. On the contrary, once human civilization is destroyed due to the Day of Apocalypse, it will also be a heavy blow to Hell - Hell is one of the destinations of human souls."

Mammon said: "We know the evil thoughts in human souls. This evil thought created hell, but humans should not be destroyed because of this evil thought... We will suffer together with humans. Do you understand?"

"That's just your one-sided statement," Yeats said.

Mammon smiled and said, "At least before the end of the world, we are allies. What will the new world be like after the end of the world... That depends on what kind of world you can create, Yeats."

Ye Zhi thought for a moment and said, "After this operation, I want to meet with the Lord of Hell in person and sign a contract."

"The contract of non-aggression between the human world and hell?" Mammon blinked.

"Although it may become an empty letter, it is better than nothing." Ye Zhi said calmly, "You are right. At least for now, we are allies."

Mammon's golden pupils shimmered, and he transformed into a human form.

This is a black-haired beauty with fair skin, lazy and elegant appearance. She is adorned with gorgeous gold ornaments all over her body. She is radiant, with a noble temperament and a hint of charm.

She crossed her legs and sat on Ye Zhi's desk. She stared at Ye Zhi with her amber eyes, exhaled sweet air, and chuckled, "I am a person who abides by contracts very well, Ye Zhi. Since I am your familiar, I will not betray you, so you can rest assured..."

The figure that appeared before his eyes was none other than the true body of Mammon, the god of greed, with an extremely beautiful face that was otherworldly.

Ye Zhi said: "I only have one order now."

"Tell me about it?" Mammon raised his chin and smiled slightly.

Ye Zhi said: "Change back to me!"

Mammon: “…”

A white light flashed, and a black cat lazily lay on Yeats's desk, yawned, and said lazily:

"So, where is our next stop? Time waits for no one, let's get going!"

"I have to go to the North first to meet with Hildreth."

Yeats thought to himself.

According to the original storyline, Hildreth's promotion to the Holy Realm should have been during this period...

The North.

Iceland.

The wind was freezing, the sky was low, and gray-blue icy fog covered every inch of visible land.

A giant wolf waded through waist-deep snow, carrying Brunhilde and Hildreth on its back, slowly approaching an ice-covered lake.

"Why did you bring me here?" Hildreth exhaled a puff of white mist.

"To help you get promoted." Brunhilde turned around and said, "Do you know that there is a school called the Wolf School in the Demon Hunter School?"

"Of course." Hildreth nodded. He had also practiced in the Wolf School Academy for some time.

"The Wolf School takes the demon wolf Fenrir as its totem. That wolf is on the same level as the black dragon king Nidhoggr and is still alive today." Brunhilde said.

Hildrede was shocked and asked, "What did you say? Fenrir is not dead yet?"

"Legendary monsters as powerful as gods are not so easy to die."

Brunhilde looked up at the gray sky: "The behemoths that fought at the beginning of creation, the giant snakes that circled the courtyard, the black dragon that fell into the abyss of corpses... these ancient beings have never disappeared."

Bang--

Brunhilde gently stepped on the ice with her boots.

“And that demon wolf that devoured the gods… was frozen under the icy lake of this island.”

Hild was speechless, and a sense of oppression from history and mythology overwhelmed him.

"Come and see."

Brunhilde leaned over and gently pushed away the snow on the ice, her eyes moving slightly.

"Standing in this position, I can just see its eyes..."

Hildre's heart was uneasy. She approached slowly, lowered her head at the position indicated by Brunhilde, and couldn't help but let out a breath of cold air.

Under the icy lake, there was a giant beast of unimaginable size frozen in place. Its eyes alone were as big as the entire icy lake. When Hildreth looked down, she could only see a clear yellow eyeball with an inverted wolf pupil, frozen under a thick layer of ice.

"This entire island is the prison of the Frozen Wolf Fenrir."

Brunhild said: "Men call me the King of Iceland... In reality, I am nothing more than the warden who guards Fenrir."

Fenrir is a mythical giant wolf. Legend has it that when he opens his mouth, his upper and lower jaws can support the heaven and earth.

The gods once bound Fenrir with iron chains, but Fenrir broke free from the ropes again and again. Finally, they used a magic chain called Gleipnir and sacrificed the hand of the god of war Tyr to capture Fenrir.

At the time of Ragnarok, Fenrir killed the god-king Odin and became the beast that killed the gods. His power was even greater than that of the black dragon king Nidhogg.

Legend has it that Fenrir died in Ragnarok, but Hilde did not expect that it was still alive and sealed in Iceland, the island at the end of the world.

Xilude took a deep breath, calmed his shaken mind, and asked in a low voice: "So, what should I do?"

Brunhilde said: "Fenrir once devoured the God-King, so His will contains the law of killing. This law can work even against gods who are invulnerable to swords and guns."

"I require you to stay by this lake and practice swordsmanship every day under the influence of Fenrir's will."

Brunhilde pointed to an igloo built of snow and ice bricks beside the frozen lake and said, "If you can withstand Fenrir's will without falling into madness, then you will be able to enter the Holy Land!"

"How long will it take?" asked Hildreth.

"It could be as short as three days or as long as three years. It all depends on your own understanding." Brunhilde said calmly.

"Three years. I can't wait that long." Hildreth's eyes flickered. "There is someone I must go back to see soon."

Brunhilde stared at Hildreda, as if examining how firm her determination was. After a moment, she suddenly smiled.

"Yeezy is such a lucky guy. Even I envy him a little. He has people waiting for him and willing to protect him... and more than one person."

"Anyway, you can start practicing now, just follow the method I teach you." The Valkyrie lit up the flame-shaped sword in her hand, "When your swordsmanship surpasses mine, you can become a master."

After saying that, Brunhilde turned and left the frozen lake, leaving Hildreth alone in the ice house by the lake, staring at the ice in a daze.

In fact, Brunhilde did not go too far away. She just came to the top of a mountain where Hildreth could not notice her and watched silently.

The cold wind blew through Brunhilde's long silver hair, and a hint of warm light flashed in her eyes on her frosty face.

"Let me see how far you can hold out, Hildreth..."

Next to the igloo.

Hildre took a deep breath and gripped the rough-shaped sword tightly.

Whoosh——

The sky was filled with wind and snow, the sword energy rolled up endless ice flowers, and the breath was as sharp as a knife.

Before I knew it, two hours had passed.

Hildreth felt the pressure on his shoulders increasing, and every time he swung the sword, it seemed to be a heavy weight.

In this extremely harsh environment, not only did she have to endure the temperature of dozens of degrees below zero, but she also had to endure the influence of the will of the demon wolf. Hildrede only felt countless voices in her ears, telling of negative thoughts of killing and madness, interfering with her sword swinging.

Just as his nerves were becoming increasingly tense, like a tightly twisted hemp rope, a communication spell suddenly sounded in Hilde's mind.

"I've come to see you, Hildreth."

Hildrede almost lost his grip on the hilt of the sword. He tightened his grip on the sword and sent a message to Brunhilde:

"That's all for today...I'm going to see Yeats..."

Brunhilde's eyes moved slightly, and she pursed her lips and said:

"I'm with you!"

Next to the ice lake, warm orange lights are lit in the narrow ice house.

Smoke rose through the ice chimneys into the gray snowy night, adding a touch of warmth to this lifeless Iceland.

Ice lake.

Under the thick layer of ice, the huge wolf's pupils moved slightly, staring at the wisp of white smoke rising in the snowy night, and a glimmer of light flashed in the bottom of the eyes.

In the center of the island at the end of the world, Yeats, Hildreth, and Brunhilde were crowded around a small table in the igloo.

"The training was hard, so I prepared dinner specially."

Ye Zhi brought a pot of steaming braised pork, placed it in the middle of the table, and said with a smile:

“The soup with rice makes it taste better.”

Outside the house, the wind and snow were howling. The three of them sat around the fire, looking at the big pot of thick, steaming soup.

"What's the name of this dish?" Brunhilde swallowed.

"Red-braised pork." Ye Zhi said, "I caught a snow pig on the way here and cooked it with its meat."

In order to meet Hilde, Yeats used the Ring of the Nibelung to teleport to the North and prepared food along the way.

The snow pig has no mutton smell and tastes delicious, but the quality of its meat is still not as good as that of the Moonlight Sect's sacred beast.

Yeats added: "If the meat of the moon pig is used to cook the braised pork, the taste will be more fragrant, but unfortunately... Alas..."

Diamond looked at Ye Zhi who was shaking his head and said sarcastically, "You still can't forget Moon Pig!"

The braised pork in the pot exuded a rich aroma, and the meat was soft and crisp. The silver-haired Valkyrie rolled her throat and gently scooped up a piece with a spoon. The trembling piece of meat was crystal clear like jade. Brunhilde carefully handed it to her red lips, took a bite, and a look of amazement flashed in her eyes.

In this icy and snowy weather, this is definitely an unimaginable delicacy! Outside, the wind and snow were still howling, drowning out all other sounds. In the silence, only the sounds of the fire and the dishes could be heard, and the three of them tasted the food in silence.

Hildreth was the first to speak, breaking the silence: "I am very happy that you can come to see me...Ye Zhi..."

"What are you talking about? It would be a heinous crime if I didn't come." Ye Zhi laughed and scooped another spoonful of braised pork for Hildreth.

Hildreth had high offense and low defense, and the mere act of picking up food made the cold and beautiful red-haired beauty blush, and she lowered her head silently to finish her food.

The silver-haired Valkyrie sat between the two of them, looking left and right, and couldn't help but sigh.

Having two meals a day... How delicious! After dinner, Ye Zhi asked Hilde about the current progress, and Hilde looked at Brunhilde for advice.

Brunhilde pondered for a moment, and then told Yeats all the news about Fenrir.

Yeats could not hide his surprise when he learned that Fenrir was still alive and was frozen under the island.

This wolf is capable of killing the God King alone, and is one of the most powerful beasts in the mythology of various countries.

It is currently unknown what the wolf Fenrir stands for.

If He revives one day, He must be given special care!

"How long do you intend to stay in Iceland, Yeats?" asked Brunhilde.

Brunhilde really wanted Yezhi to stay in Iceland for a while. Firstly, with Yezhi by her side, Hildreth's mental state was obviously much more stable, and her training efficiency also improved by leaps and bounds. Secondly, Yezhi was in charge of the meals, so she could also benefit from it.

Ye Zhi thought for a moment and said, "A week at most... After a week, I have to go to Roland Kingdom."

"Did anything happen in the Kingdom of Roland?" Hildreth asked with concern.

Yeats had no intention of hiding anything, so he recounted the story of the locust plague truthfully.

Xilude thought to herself…Yezhi needs my help, and only by achieving the Holy Land can I have a certain say in this battle…

Silently firming up his determination, Xilude set a deadline for himself, stared at Ye Zhi, and said seriously: "I will leave with you in a week!"

"A week? Is it possible?" Ye Zhi was mixed with joy and worry. He was worried about Hilde's health and looked at Brunhilde.

"The will of the demon wolf Fenrir is both a pressure and a motivation. As long as you can withstand this will, it will be more than enough to break through within a week." Brunhilde said.

So, Gray's bloodline is related to the black dragon king Nidhogg, and Hildur's promotion depends on the opportunity of the demon wolf Fenrir...

These two mythical beasts are both important existences in mythology. Ye Zhi felt that they were being guided by fate and couldn't help but speculate.

"Teacher... could her fate... be related to the Serpent of the Garden, Jörmungandr?"

Ye Zhi shook his head again, feeling that he was a little greedy…he hadn’t even officially established a relationship with the teacher yet.

Having said that.

Only children make choices, adults want them all!

Night falls.

Brunhilde left the igloo, leaving Yeats and Hildreth alone.

In the silent cold night, the two embraced each other, sharing each other's warmth. When Yeats's fingers gently touched the snow-white neck, his fingertips felt a slight shudder.

Even in the dark night, Hildre's eyes were still as bright as rubies, reflecting Ye Zhi's figure, and whispered: "Ye Zhi...listen carefully..."

"What?"

"It seems... there is a wolf howling..."

Ye Zhi was slightly startled, closed his eyes and listened attentively.

Suddenly, in the darkness, Ye Zhi looked into a pair of piercing yellow wolf eyes, and was startled into a cold sweat! When he opened his eyes again, Ye Zhi was standing on a cliff towering into the clouds, and a thick fog appeared in front of him! "What are you doing now?"

Ye Zhi was surprised and amazed: "Is this still the courtyard?"

From the thick fog, the roar of an ancient beast could be heard.

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"This is... my territory... the border between dreams and the end of the world..."

His vision was blurred, the air was filled with a cold aura, and a pair of wolf eyes flashing with a faint yellow light, cold and deep. Soon, an extremely huge black wolf emerged from the thick fog, with steady steps, and looked at Ye Zhi with dignity.

Its fur was as black as night, emitting an indescribable sense of oppression. The aura of murder and despair emanated from its towering body, forcing Ye Zhi to take a half step back.

The demon wolf Fenrir! The ancient and mysterious existence in mythology stood right in front of Ye Zhi! This should be the dream plane... Ye Zhi thought... something is wrong, I can just use the Ring of the Nibelung to run away! "How... did I get here?" Ye Zhi tried to communicate with Fenrir.

"It was I who allowed you to meet me." The demon wolf Fenrir said proudly.

"Well...you asked me to come here because you have some advice for me?" Ye Zhi said cautiously.

"I want to ask you a question." There was a cold light in the eyes of the demon wolf Fenrir.

Ye Zhi swallowed and said, "Excuse me!"

"Human, what is the name of the food you are eating tonight?"

The demon wolf Fenrir gnashed his fangs, and his majestic wolf eyes glowed green: "It looks... delicious!"

Ye Zhi was stunned for a long time: "Ah?"

"Are you still trying to hide it?" The demon wolf Fenrir said fiercely, "I can smell it! You are enjoying the delicious food in that igloo, but you are unwilling to give me even a little bit of it. How stingy!"

Ye Zhi was silent for a moment, then said, "Are you asking about... braised pork?"

"What is braised pork?" asked the demon wolf Fenrir.

Even in the domain of the demon wolf Fenrir, the Ring of the Nibelung still works.

"I'll cook one for you right here." Ye Zhi summoned the Arenil cauldron and muttered, "Although this is the border of dreams, Arenil can also cook in dreams..."

In ancient times, people killed people in dreams, and nowadays, people cook in dreams!

The demon wolf Fenrir suddenly widened his eyes and examined the cauldron beside Ye Zhi, with a hint of surprise in his tone: "This pot is... Erenil? Did you steal it from Valhalla?"

"I got it legitimately through Ander's inheritance!" Ye Zhi corrected.

It turns out that he has the inheritance of a divine chef. No wonder the aroma alone can arouse my appetite... The demon wolf Fenrir swallowed his saliva and said:

"Then hurry up and cook! Make me a portion of the same dish you just cooked!"

"It's a pity that there is only snow pig meat and no moon pig meat, otherwise it would taste better..."

Yeats was still upset and started cooking according to the same process.

Not long.

The braised pork is served on a plate and the pot is filled with thick soup. The rich aroma rises with the hot steam.

The demon wolf Fenrir breathed hard, watching Ye Zhi put the pot of braised pork in front of him, and looked at Ye Zhi uncertainly: "Can I... eat it?"

You are so polite! Ye Zhi said in silence: "Of course, please enjoy it!"

The demon wolf Fenrir's eyes suddenly lit up, his ears stood up, and then he buried his head in the basin and devoured the food.

“That’s the taste!”

Tears welled up in the eyes of the demon wolf Fenrir. He wanted to howl to the sky and sighed repeatedly: "When I was chained outside Valhalla, the fragrance I smelled every day was this smell!"

After saying that, the demon wolf Fenrir extended his long tongue, licked the soup from the corner of his mouth, and buried his head in the braised pork again, saying vaguely:

"Human... You are quite good. You have the courage to face me and you also have extraordinary skills..."

"Everything has a price. In order to drink from the fountain of wisdom, the old man paid with one eye. In order to use the original rune, he tied himself to a tree for seven days and seven nights."

The demon wolf Fenrir looked at Ye Zhi with disdain, his will to rule once again revealed, and he said proudly:

"Since I get food from you, you can boldly tell me what you want from me. I will do my best to satisfy you!"

The "old man" mentioned by the wolf Fenrir should be referring to Odin, who was defeated in the war of gods and even his name has disappeared.

Norse mythology not only contains the theory of "fate", but also the simple concept of equal exchange. Tyr gave an arm to restrain the wolf Fenrir, which is also a portrayal of the concept of "exchange".

The demon wolf Fenrir took the initiative to offer Yezhi benefits. Although Yezhi was surprised, he felt relieved when he thought that the concept of "equivalent exchange" was deeply rooted in the hearts of the old gods.

"Hilde needs the will of the demon wolf Fenrir to advance..."

Ye Zhi's heart moved: "It's a good opportunity to let Him help Xilude practice!"

"I have a companion who is currently at the bottleneck of the Holy Realm." Ye Zhi said, "I hope you can help her advance to the Holy Realm. In return, I will stay in Iceland for another week and cook delicious meals for you every day."

"Is he the guy who practiced swordsmanship by the lake?"

The demon wolf Fenrir snorted coldly: "I don't like guys wearing eagle helmets. They remind me of that old man... But, for your sake, I will help her."

"Can you tell me the specific way to help?" Ye Zhi couldn't help but ask.

He was worried that the demon wolf Fenrir's methods were too extreme, and that his good intentions might lead to bad consequences, posing a threat to Hildreth.

"What a hassle." The demon wolf Fenrir snorted coldly, trying to remain patient, and said, "I will compress my will to the limit she can bear, and then increase it little by little. In this way, I can help her break through at the lowest cost... What do you think?"

Ye Zhi breathed a sigh of relief and said with a smile: "Thank you very much, Senior!"

"Don't be anxious. Let me ask you... You can only stay for a month at most? Can't you stay longer?" The demon wolf Fenrir said unwillingly.

Fenrir had already seen that the ring on the human's hand was the famous Ring of the Nibelung.

Although he didn't know why such a major artifact fell into the hands of a mere mortal, Fenrir understood that if the other party wanted to leave, he would not be able to stop him. Moreover, his real body had not yet awakened, and he could only rely on his soul to communicate with the other party, and his strength was greatly affected.

Ye Zhi said, "My dear senior, I have important matters to attend to in the outside world, so I cannot stay here for long."

Fenrir sighed and shook his head regretfully, "One week is just one week...it's better than nothing."

Ye Zhi's heart moved, and he invited: "Perhaps, Senior, you can stay in my domain and travel with me in the form of soul?"

At this time.

In my mind, Zuan Ya's terrified cry suddenly rang out.

"Ye Zhi! Are you crazy? How could you let the demon wolf travel with you?"

This notorious monster could even kill Odin alone. How could Ye Zhi be so desperate to want such a bomb to stay with him? Fenrir's eyes flashed with a hint of desire.

Although its body is sealed, its soul still has the ability to move, but it cannot leave Iceland too far.

If there is another sanctuary that allows oneself to enter the other's soul realm, then the soul can be freed from the cage in this way.

However, the human in front of him is full of too many mysteries. How can a mere mortal possess both the Nibelungen Ring and Erenil at the same time? Even Fenrir cannot see through his origins.

At least, in Fenrir's impression, the only one who is qualified to use so many artifacts... is the God of Light, who is so powerful that other gods are willing to lend their artifacts to him.

"Human, I appreciate your kindness."

Fenrir said in a low voice: "However, I also have my own mission, so it is inconvenient for me to go with you."

"During these extremely boring years of imprisonment, you were able to provide me with a few delicious meals, which is a rare reward for me."

The demon wolf Fenrir raised his proud head.

"Go back, I will fulfill my promise and help that human get promoted!"

Buzz——

Yeats's vision began to blur.

Feeling a cool touch on his face, Ye Zhi opened his eyes, only to see Xilude looking at him anxiously.

"Yezhi, your soul was suddenly pulled into a certain realm... Brunhilde said that the soul of the magic wolf was communicating with you - what exactly happened?"

Ye Zhi held Xi Lude's hand, asked her to calm down first, and then described in detail what happened in his dream.

Ye Zhi smiled and said, "I have already completed the exchange with the demon wolf Fenrir. I will use my food gift to exchange for his help. With his personal help, you will be able to successfully advance within a week!"

Xilude was stunned for a moment, his eyes slightly red: "Such a dangerous thing...you..."

"It's not dangerous." Ye Zhi smiled, "Fenrir is very satisfied with the braised pork I made!"

When Brunhilde learned about this, she was shocked.

With a meal, he managed to defeat the demon wolf Fenrir, who even the God King couldn't deal with? Ye Zhi, what did you add to the meal? Thanks to the agreement reached between Ye Zhi and Fenrir, the will of the violent demon wolf on the ice lake became controllable, and Hildreth's strength increased day by day.

Yeats built an altar beside the icy lake and placed offerings on the altar every day. After a while, a cold wind would blow and sweep away all the offerings.

Five days passed in a flash.

On this day, Hild successfully opened the sanctuary.

Yeats and Hildreth spent their last night in the North in an ice house beside an ice lake. The next morning, they said goodbye to Brunhilde.

"The bottomless pit is extremely dangerous. Although you are from the sanctuary, you should still be more cautious in your actions." Brunhilde warned.

As the guardian of the North, Brunhilde has her own mission, and it is inconvenient for her to travel thousands of miles with Yeats to Roland, which Yeats can understand.

"I understand." Ye Zhi smiled and said, "Before I leave, I would like to say goodbye to Senior Fenrir."

The notorious demon wolf became the senior mentioned by Yeats... Brunhilde shook her head and said, "Go, be careful."

In the field, Ye Zhi met the magic wolf again.

After spending the past few days together, the demon wolf understood Ye Zhi's background and said calmly: "Ending the Doomsday is a great feat...but you have to be careful of a god."

"What?"

"Odin." The demon wolf Fenrir gritted his teeth. "He was an old man full of hypocrisy and lies. He deceived me and tied me in chains... I am not sure how many conspiracies were involved in his death, but remember to keep your distance from him. For someone who only thinks about the results, the results will not be good."

Odin was determined to survive Ragnarok and made every effort to do so, but in the end he ended up in destruction.

Ye Zhi suddenly thought of the King of the Wild Hunt who inherited Odin's legacy. He was silent for a moment and said, "I have one last question..."

"Go ahead."

"When did the Creator... appear? Compared with Odin, which one appeared earlier or later? Does Ragnarok have anything to do with the Creator?" Yeats expressed the questions he had always had.

The demon wolf fell silent, raised its head and looked up at the sky.

"The being that calls itself the Supreme Will... does not belong to this world."

"Supreme Will?" Ye Zhi was stunned.

"That's the Creator you mentioned." The Demon Wolf said, "The Nine Realms are essentially the nine world fragments of the World Tree. However, outside of Ragnarok, another world fragment descended into the Nine Realms."

"That fragment of the world is the present heaven."

The demon wolf sneered mockingly: "In order to compete for the origin of the world, the heaven and the nine realms began all kinds of games and struggles. After the twilight of the gods, the heaven sent down a great flood, taking advantage of the weakness of the gods and the fear of mortals to gain a large number of believers."

"However, internal strife broke out in the heavens. An angel stole half of the world fragments and established another plane deep in the abyss - Hell."

"To merge the Nine Realms with the Heaven Realm and combine the origins of the two worlds into one, this is the purpose of the Supreme Will. As for why He did this... humph, only God knows."

The demon wolf turned around, looked at Ye Zhi, and said in a low voice:

"I will tell you everything I know in exchange..."

"I understand. I will prepare a big meal for you, senior!" Ye Zhi said with a smile.

"No, I want you not to fight against the Supreme Will." The demon wolf Fenrir's eyes flickered, "It is better to live in shame than to make meaningless sacrifices... As long as you are alive, there is flame, and death is embers and dust... Do you understand?"

"I would rather burn than die quietly."

Yeats paused for a moment and said, "Maybe God is dead, and humans should live for themselves."

The demon wolf Fenrir was stunned for a long time, then his mouth slowly curled up, his fangs revealed a hint of cuteness, and he smiled slyly:

"Then do it boldly, Yeats, and when you die, I will build a tombstone for you."

Yeats burst out laughing.

"Isn't there another auspicious saying?"

After bidding farewell to the demon wolf Fenrir and Brunhilde, Yeats and Hildreth returned to Swordwinterhold.

Summarize the intelligence obtained from Fenrir.

Ye Zhi speculated: "I don't know if the Supreme Will is a living thing, but its purpose should be to devour the fragments of the Nine Realms and further strengthen itself..."

Fenrir said that the Supreme Will does not belong to this world and was once regarded as an "outer god" by the gods. But today, when the gods are declining, the outer gods have become real gods, and the traces of the gods' existence have been eliminated one by one.

The day of apocalypse is like a "formatting" of the original world, clearing out old data to make it easier to load new data.

Although he is a time traveler, after these three years, Ye Zhi has regarded himself as a part of this world. Moreover, there are still things he cherishes left in this world. It is impossible for him to watch the old world being cleared away.

In the study, the flames of the fireplace were reflected in Yeats' eyes, and he made up his mind silently.

“In that case, let’s kill the Apocalypse Knight first… Once we achieve godhood, one day, we will be able to face that unknown Supreme Will…”

"Since the purpose of the Supreme Will is to devour the inherent world origin of the Nine Realms..."

Gray thought about it and pondered: "Then Ye Zhi, is it possible that you can also cook the origin of the world into food and eat it, and elevate yourself to the same level as the Supreme Will?"

Ye Zhi turned his head in surprise and looked at Gray, who was flipping through a large law book on the sofa, with a burning gaze.

Gray asked, "What's the matter? Why are you staring at me like this all of a sudden..."

Ye Zhi said: "As expected of you, Gray, this is called amazing wisdom!!"

Gray's pretty face turned red, and she whispered, "I'm embarrassed by your praise..."

Her words inspired Ye Zhi. Since the purpose of the Outer Gods is to devour the origin of the world, I will be the first to devour it.

But before that, the key is to be promoted to an eight-ring true god and be qualified to join the war of gods for the fragments of the world.

Yeats speculated that the Supreme Will should have transcended the shackles of the highest "Nine Rings" of the Ring of Life and reached the unprecedented Ten Rings level.

However, the "Food Spirit" talent granted by the panel allows even creatures at the tenth ring level to be cooked...

"What is the origin of this talent?" Ye Zhi complained, "Some planet devourer..."

To sum up the gains, the trip to Iceland not only allowed Hilde to break through the sanctuary, but also provided crucial information about the "Supreme Will".

The heaven is not the so-called place of creation, but the product of the fusion of fragments of another world and the nine realms.

They continue to bring disasters to the human world and behave in a variety of inhumane ways. The reason for this is understandable - they are not of the same race as us.

The next day.

According to the planned itinerary, Ye Zhi, Hilde, and Gray arrived at the [Black Tower Fortress] next to the bottomless pit.

The fortress towers over the border between Roland and the Empire, with a huge rift separating the two kingdoms.

Buzz——

The defenders of the fortress raised their heads, swallowed hard, looked up at the black cloud in the sky, and shouted: "Get ready! It's locusts again!!"

Thousands of locusts flew up from the rift valley, covering the sky like a storm, and the buzzing sound of their wings was deafening. The yellow and black locusts slammed into the city walls, and the acid and insect carcasses corroded the walls into pits. The fighting spirit barrier of a defender was shattered by the locusts, and before he could scream, he was submerged by the locust swarm.

"Archers, rockets!"

"Where's the magic cannon? Hurry up and reload the ammunition!"

"I'm running out of mana, I need reinforcements!!"

Arrow rain and fireballs bombarded the storm-like locust swarm, leaving a tiny gap in the dark tornado, which was filled by more locusts in the blink of an eye. Thumb-sized locusts rushed to the top of the city, fluttered their elytra, and turned into the size of hounds, causing heavy casualties among the defenders.

Just as the front line continued to shrink, a scorching sun chariot rushed across the sky, its blazing wheels crushed the locusts, and charcoal fell from the sky.

The chariot, with its own strength, managed to stop the attack of the locust swarm!

"His Majesty!"

"That's His Majesty Louis!"

Surprise and cheers spread among the defenders on the city wall. The morale of the troops increased greatly and they began to fight back, firing a series of magic cannons and spells to regain the front line.

Boom! It was like the sound of the sky breaking apart.

The locusts seemed to have found their backbone and gathered towards one place like crazy.

Louis' pupils contracted as he saw the locusts forming a huge "Locust King".

Every part of the locust king's body is made up of densely packed locusts, roughly estimated to be millions! When the "Locust King" gathered together, an indescribable sense of oppression enveloped the fortress. The defenders' faces turned pale, and they struggled to hold their weapons tightly.

Is it really possible for humans to defeat it?

The same question arose in the hearts of every defender.

The tens of millions of locusts before our eyes are an irresistible natural disaster!

The eyes of the "Locust King" are the compound eyes of hundreds of millions of locusts. It vibrates its elytra, and its shadow covers the entire fortress, and it charges towards Louis with a roar!

The yellow and black storm roared in. Even a six-ring master would be devoured in an instant by this swarm of locusts! Louis' face was grim, and he restrained his domain to resist the attack from the "Locust King".

However, the offensive did not come yet.

Boom! A deafening explosion suddenly filled Louis' ears.

The flames shot up into the sky, and the "Locust King" formed by tens of millions of locusts was instantly devoured by the flames, leaving no remains, only wisps of burnt smoke rising into the clearing sky! The clouds reappeared the glory of the sun, and Louis looked up in disbelief.

In the sunlight, a figure was seen hanging high above the city, with golden flames still surging in his palms.

Flame of Judgment!

The figure that came into view made Louis' eyes widen and he held his breath involuntarily.

"It's best to burn it all down in one fire."

Ye Zhi turned his head and asked, "What do you think?"

Louis' eyes flickered, and he sensed the aura of the Sanctuary level, and he let out a long sigh.

It is not like his holy land that relies on external forces to open. This is the real seven rings!

"Your strength...is already above mine, Ye Zhi."

As proud as Louis was, he revealed a complicated bitter smile.

After a brief silence.

On the city wall, cheers shook the sky! "Great! It's the Duke of Honeysuckle!"

"Praise the Art God's Choice!"

The defenders pursued the enemy and annihilated the remaining locusts one by one.

Yeats and Lewis returned to the fortress castle and talked about the current war situation.

"Based on the situation of the locust plague in the past few days, I have been able to roughly determine Abaddon's exact location."

Louis said: "Next, I plan to go deep into the bottomless pit and kill Abaddon...Yezhi, are you willing to join me?"

"Of course." Ye Zhi nodded.

A hint of warmth flashed in Louis' eyes, and he whispered: "You are not only my friend, Louis, but also a hero who saved millions of people..."

"To be honest, I admire you very much." Louis smiled slightly, "I hope that this time I can make you admire me too."

At this moment, Violet walked in quickly and reported: "Your Majesty, a large number of soldiers in the army have fever and coma, and their bodies are swollen, which seems to be the symptoms of plague!"

Yeats and Louis looked at each other and immediately understood the threat of this matter.

If the epidemic is allowed to run rampant, not only the Kingdom of Roland, but the entire Midgard Continent will suffer!

"The Plague Knight is near the bottomless pit. We need to find him." Ye Zhi said.

"I think there's no need to look for it." Louis' eyes were grim as he stared at the knight riding a white horse in the dark clouds above the fortress.

"The person I'm looking for has come to my door in person."

Ye Zhi stood on the fortress tower, looking at the knight on the white horse under the clouds, his eyes slightly fixed.

Boom! Ye Zhi crushed the tiles on the tower, and the tip of his fist was wrapped in a red light of furious power, and he punched forward with a powerful force!

"Brother, have you eaten?"

"That's how the Fist-Fighting Poets greet each other," yelled Diamondtooth.

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(End of this chapter)