Chapter 479: The High Throne, the throne is invisible
Sultel.
A fire giant from the Age of the Old Gods.
The guardian of Muspelheim in the Fire Kingdom plane of the Nine Realms.
Talking about this famous giant.
An elusive meaning flashed in the bright eyes of Minerva, the goddess of wisdom.
Slowly talk about the history of the gods.
"Sartre has existed since the First Era, when the Nine Realms split and were born."
"In that era, the old god king Odin established Asgard, created the original order, and achieved the most brilliant glory for the gods."
"In the Second Age, the age of gods and giants, giants were still a major threat to the gods, and the prophecy of Ragnarok cast a shadow over the fate of the gods."
"When Ragnarok came, Surtur was the first to invade Asgard."
"The fire giants led by him crushed the Rainbow Bridge. Surtur threw a flaming sword into the sky. The huge flames produced by the sword engulfed Asgard and ignited the entire world..."
Minerva gently stretched out her hand and pointed. Under the gaze of Yeats, the Black Knight and others, the space rippled like a curtain of water, and the picture emerged out of thin air under the guidance of magic.
Yeats held his breath, the burning earth and the destroyed and collapsed world leaping in his pupils, it was shocking and moving.
The flaming sword held high by the fire giant Surtr is called the Branch of Destruction.
The Branch of Destruction is the embodiment of the entire Fire Kingdom plane. By wielding this eternal sword, one can ignite the flames of the entire plane.
Ice and fire are the two origins of this world. The "Fire of Muspelheim" that burns endlessly in the Fire Kingdom plane is one of the origins of the world.
It is precisely because the Branch of Destruction is powerful enough to trigger the power of the origin of the world that it possesses the terrifying magical power to destroy the entire world.
Compared to the "Silver Oak Sword" that killed the gods, the "Branch of Destruction" held by the fire giant Surtur is even higher in rank! The hearth fire mentioned by Minerva is related to the further strengthening of the godhood of the God of Food, so she had to go there in person.
The "Branch of Destruction" wielded by the fire giant Surtur also made Ye Zhi very excited.
It’s a pity... that origin-level artifact requires at least the power of a nine-ring god to master.
Yeats suppressed his yearning and calmly guessed Minerva's deep meaning.
"She deliberately mentioned Surtur and asked me to fetch the God of Food's hearth fire. Could it be that she wanted me to retrieve the Branch of Destruction?"
"Giants are still a threat to the gods, after all. Bringing back the hearth is only secondary..."
"If we can bring the Branch of Destruction into our camp, that would undoubtedly be something Minerva would be happy to see!"
Yeats pondered secretly and made up his mind silently.
"Whatever... no matter what Minerva's intentions are, protecting the stoves of all families is an indispensable power of the God of Food."
"The Fire Country is a plane we must go to!"
Although he always felt that Minerva had a sinister heart hidden under her pure and flawless appearance, Yeats was not afraid that Minerva would deceive him about the stove.
After all, there were gods such as the Black Knight present, so she still needed to maintain her own prestige.
While Ye Zhi was thinking, the doomsday catastrophe in the picture had come to an end... The flames ignited the world tree, the whole world fell into deathly silence, and a touch of touch appeared in the eyes of the gods present.
Minerva said softly:
"This is the end of the Second Age, Ragnarok."
Minerva waved her hand to disperse the picture and gently closed her beautiful eyes, as if she was lost in reminiscence.
"As the shattered earth cooled, new life was born again in this dead world. The World Tree sprouted again, and the new gods gradually revived. The third era of the gods and all races arrived. It was also the era for you humans to create a great empire."
Yeats' thoughts slowly traced back to the distant past as Minerva told his story, and he couldn't help asking:
"The era we are currently in belongs to the Fourth Era?"
Minerva nodded: "At the end of the Third Age, the Outer Gods from outside this world invaded and brought down a great flood, which became the catastrophe of the Third Age."
"Even the awakened gods suffered heavy casualties in this catastrophe. Many of them died or fell asleep in the war between gods. Their faith in the mortal world gradually declined and was gradually plundered by the outside gods." Minerva whispered, "Now, the Fourth Era is on the verge of destruction. The destined doomsday will eventually come."
Ye Zhi threw out the long-standing question and couldn't help but take a step forward, saying, "I don't understand. Since the invasion of the foreign gods has brought such a great disaster to the world, why don't the gods join hands to fight against the foreign gods together? Just like in the First Age, the gods fought against the giants together. The gods now can also concentrate their strength to defeat the catastrophe!"
The enemy has already arrived at the doorstep, and is about to swallow up all faiths and dominate the world, but the gods are still fighting among themselves. The goddess of darkness and the goddess of moonlight are still fighting endlessly, and the god of storms and the god of fire are respectful to each other... Yezhi really can't understand it.
However, on second thought, it seems not uncommon in history for civil wars to continue when faced with a powerful enemy.
Cooperation is fraught with difficulties and conflicts among the gods are intense, and it is far from being resolved in a few words.
In addition, there are many mountains in Asgard, Moonlight and Dark Night have their own subordinate gods, the Goddess of Magic is also a scheming person, and the God of War, one of the main gods, is already a complete failure. It would be a miracle if they can unite!
Ye Zhi figured this out in an instant, but saw that all the gods present seemed silent, as if they were thinking about something.
Minerva looked calm, as if she had expected Yeats to ask this question.
"Because Asgard lacks a true guide."
Yeats was stunned for a moment and was about to ask further questions when he was interrupted by Minerva.
"I give you eagle's eyes, go and see there, deep in Valhalla, Yeats -"
Minerva patted Yeats's shoulder meaningfully.
In a trance, Yeats put himself into the perspective of a brown owl.
The horned owl flapped its wings and flew into the golden arch of Valhalla, passed through the corridor lined with colonnades, and flew to a luxurious hall made of silver.
"The Silver Hall."
Minerva's soft voice rang in Yeats's ears.
"The palace where the old God King lived."
"In the center of the palace, there is a throne. That's what I want you to see..."
Ye Zhi raised his eyes and held his breath.
What appeared before him was a throne that was so exquisite that it was difficult to describe, revealing a majestic and majestic aura!
There are lifelike reliefs carved on both sides of the throne, wolf heads and eagle heads carved on both sides of the armrests, and the World Tree carved on the ingenious chair back. If you look closely, every small plane on the World Tree can be seen clearly!
Magnificent and gorgeous.
Ye Zhi was completely shocked by the throne in front of him. He couldn't imagine what kind of law this was manifesting. If he had to summarize it, there was only one way -
that power.
The supreme power, the supreme throne! Minerva said with emotion:
"This is the main artifact that can take in all nine planes and understand all changes in the world at all times—"
"【Supreme Throne】!"
Ye Zhi stared at the throne, a thought subconsciously circling in his mind.
This throne is destined for me!
Minerva tapped Yeats' shoulder again, and Yeats' consciousness returned to his body. The magnificent throne reappeared in his mind, and his heart was shaken.
"In the Second Era, the God of Light was the god most likely to take over the mission of the Old God-King and ascend to the Supreme Throne."
There was a hint of regret in Minerva's voice: "However, as early as the Second Age, the Outer Gods had already begun to plot against Asgard, which led to the fall of the God of Light..."
"Thousands of years have passed, and the Supreme Throne has yet to welcome its master."
Minerva looked towards the direction of Valhalla and murmured, "According to my divination, on the day of apocalypse, the gates of heaven will be torn apart, the kingdoms on earth will fall, and the gods will be terrified in the judgment together with humans..."
"The sky is about to open, but the throne is nowhere to be seen."
Minerva paused for a moment and continued, "There is no king who can gain the faith of all gods at the same time to form a solid and reliable alliance. This is... the biggest reason why Asgard has not been able to work together to fight against the Outer Gods so far!"
The doubts that had troubled Yeats for a long time were finally solved.
The gods in the pantheon are not unwilling to join forces to fight against the foreign gods, but they are powerless and have no one to lead them.
In short, Asgard lacks a new leader!
Ye Zhi's eyes flickered, and he said, "If that's the case, why didn't any god choose to sit on the Supreme Throne and become the new God King?"
"Because, above the Nine Rings is the Tenth Ring [Supreme], and only the Supreme is qualified to ascend the throne..." Minerva's brows showed a little helplessness, and said, "After the fall of the old God King, no new God has reached this level, but in the heavens, there is indeed a Supreme."
"Supreme Will?" Ye Zhi asked.
Minerva nodded: "He is not a physical entity. To be precise, He can become a physical entity, but His origin exists in a world outside the nine planes - I call it the [Starry Sky]."
"It is not a star body like the sun, moon, and stars created by the gods themselves, but a world that is a million times more vast than the nine planes... The so-called Supreme Will descended from that world to the Nine Worlds."
Ye Zhi felt a sense of insignificance in his heart, as if he were a low-dimensional creature looking up at a high-dimensional creature, so he couldn't help but put his hand on his chest.
Feeling the real and powerful beating of his heart, Ye Zhi finally realized the proof of his real existence. He exhaled slowly and said sincerely:
"So... why are you telling me this?"
Minerva, the goddess of wisdom, answered most of Yeats's questions, including the origin of the snowy owl and why the gods took a negative attitude towards the invasion of heaven.
Minerva even took the initiative to show him the [Supreme Throne], an existence that Yezhi was not qualified to peek into...Yeezhi inexplicably kept his distance from this goddess whose depth was hard to see.
However, Minerva's eyes were full of sincerity as she said, "Because... you are the one who has the greatest hope of making the gods put aside their past grudges and unite together!"
Ye Zhi was stunned: "Me?"
“Even the two powerful gods, Moonlight and Dark Night, who are as hostile as fire and water, can choose you to be the Chosen One at the same time, and you have ascended to true god with an incredible speed with your mortal body.” Minerva sighed, “I have witnessed many miracles in you... Even I cannot predict your fate... So, I am willing to entrust a precious thing to you..."
"What precious thing?"
"hope."
Minerva's eyes flickered: "In my eyes, you mean hope."
Ye Zhi was stunned in place. Facing the goddess's hopeful gaze, a strong sense of honor surged in his heart. Suddenly, his IQ took over again. He coughed lightly and said:
"Have you said this to other humans before?"
Minerva: “…”
Ye Zhi: “…Hmm?”
I knew it!
Smart people never put all their eggs in one basket! Even if they invest in humans, they can't just invest in one person! Minerva smiled and said, "None of that matters. What matters is that you are already very close to success, Mr. God of Food."
"Let me guess, the last human being you had high hopes for but couldn't see through his fate... should it be Lorraine in the Third Age?" Yeats reacted quickly and said cautiously.
The goddess of wisdom was silent for a moment, looked at Yeats meaningfully, and then shook her head and said:
"To be precise, I had high hopes for Lorraine's mentor, the human wizard Merlin... However, Merlin failed together with Lorraine, and was unable to reverse the decline of the gods' faith, nor did he have the influence to make the gods put aside their past grudges."
Yeats was thoughtful.
Minerva didn't mean that she was optimistic about my becoming the King of Gods, but that I could inspire the gods... After all, a mere mortal was standing on the front line against the apocalypse, so there was no reason for the gods to remain indifferent.
And now, I have become the God of Food, which has greatly encouraged Minerva and made her see the "hope" of making the gods unite to face the outside world.
In fact, in Yeats's view, things are not that complicated at all.
How can I get the gods to form an alliance? It's simple. I will become the king of gods!
The prerequisite for sitting on the Supreme Throne is to be promoted to the Ten Rings, but the "God King" does not only refer to the supremacy in power, but also refers to the spiritual leader.
The God of Light was once regarded as the leader of the old gods. As long as one obtains his divinity, the power of faith will increase dramatically, and he will be valued and respected by all gods in the world of gods. In time, becoming the King of Gods will be a natural result!
"Fate cannot control your future, Ye Zhi. I am guiding you to find the [Heatfire] in the Fire Nation because I hope you can grow further and enter the Ninth Ring as soon as possible, injecting new hope into this gloomy Asgard."
Minerva stretched out her finger and gently drew a rune in the air. The azure rune slowly fell towards the snowy owl perched on the treetop.
"And this... is the small help I can give you."
Yeats was somewhat surprised to see Minerva's power being injected into the Snowy Owl's body.
The Snowy Owl's presence is rising at an alarming rate.
In an instant, the Snow Owl, under Minerva's promotion, became an epic-level monster, surging with the breath of the Holy Land! Looking at the scene of the Snow Owl's promotion, Ye Zhi couldn't help but smile with satisfaction.
"Gu!" A hint of surprise flashed in the snowy owl's eyes.
Great, I got promoted again. Now I can ask Teacher Blueberry for new spells! Ye Zhi's smile froze on his face.
The goddess of magic is right in front of you, but you still want to ask Blueberry teacher for advice? Got it, the main point is to be a self-taught person! *Set a trip to the Fire Kingdom plane to retrieve the hearth.
Ye Zhi decided to return to the material plane and share the news of his promotion to the eighth ring with a few of his most trusted companions.
Ice Sea Kingdom, Black Reef Port.
As the fog wall dissipated and new routes were opened up, a large number of new shipping routes were discovered. The pirates of the Ice Sea began to take on the business of adventurers, discovering treasures in the vast Arctic Ocean.
The belief in Poseidon shows signs of gradually gaining momentum, but it faces competition from two other sects: the Cult of the Mist and the Cult of Mammon.
The belief of Mammon, which teaches people to cheat for money, is quite popular among pirates.
As for the Cult of the Mist, it teaches sailors how to see through the fog and respect the fog wall, and therefore it has a certain mass base in Blackreef Harbor.
A routine gathering of the Goddess of Mist.
A group of believers wrapped in robes and wearing masks stood in the foggy temple and offered prayers to the empty altar.
"Goddess of the Mist... the shadow of famine has enveloped the frozen sea. Potatoes have sprouted, wheat has withered, and even sea beasts have taken refuge in the deep sea..." a skinny believer choked up and said, "We beg you to grant us a miracle and let us have a full meal... even if it's just an illusion!"
How could the God of Illusion have the power to fill people's stomachs? Even the followers of the Mist knew this.
But he still offered a prayer to the goddess of mist, just like a person who was about to freeze to death still embracing a dream before dying.
Just at this moment.
Suddenly, there were neatly arranged loaves of bread on the altar.
The believers all widened their eyes, expressions of fanaticism appeared on their faces, and they rushed forward like crazy.
As they chewed the bread, the believers were moved to tears and thanked in unison: "Praise the Mist Goddess!"
A wisp of smoke slowly appeared above the altar, drifted away from the altar, and came into the vast darkness of the ice sea.
The icy sea surged beneath their feet, white foam and black waves smashed into pieces on the rocks, and a tall, gray-haired woman appeared, staring at a wisp of flame following closely behind her.
The flame revealed its true form in mid-air, and the handsome young man smiled and said:
"Daisy, long time no see."
Daisy was stunned for a moment, then she opened her mouth wide and looked back at the temple behind Yeats:
"Did you perform the miracle just now?"
"What else?" Yeats asked.
"But...how could you..." Daisy suddenly reacted, covered her mouth with her hand, and exclaimed, "You have been promoted to the eighth ring?!"
"It's just something that comes handy." Ye Zhi said.
Daisy's eyes flickered, but she still felt a little unbelievable in her heart.
Ye Zhi, who was in the seventh ring, could still force his head down and make him call her mother...
How long had it been since then, and yet he had already achieved godhood?
"Eight rings... so fast..." Daisy pursed her lips and couldn't help asking, "Is it the law of that field?"
"The law of food." Ye Zhi said.
Daisy curved her eyes and smiled, "It really complements you!"
"I came to you to ask you to help me retrieve a lost fragment of the Godhead." Ye Zhi said confidently, "Consider it as a reward for helping you answer the believers' prayers just now!"
Daisy rolled her eyes at Ye Zhi: "How can you force a sale like this... But what is the fragment of the Godhead? Isn't it enough for you alone?"
"The stove fire of the God of Food." Ye Zhi said sincerely, "In the plane of the Fire Kingdom, it is guarded by the soul of Surtel."
Daisy: "See you later!"
"I invite you to taste the [Feast of Food]!" Ye Zhi said hurriedly, "It is the best feast that can be created using the Law of Food. Even the former God King praised it highly!"
Daisy and Odin are characters from two different eras. Yeats calculated that Daisy was probably born in the Third Era, during the time of Lorraine, so she was still relatively young.
As for Teacher Scach, she has been active since the Second Era, and her age... remains a mystery! Daisy was really curious about Yeats, she rolled her eyes and smiled: "Okay, no problem, but I have one condition."
"What?"
Daisy stretched out her finger and tapped her red lips: "You have to feed me yourself!"
Ye Zhi said calmly: "Impossible, eat it if you want!"
Daisy pursed her lips... It's true that she's different after becoming a god. She speaks with more confidence! "Okay, I promise to accompany you to get the stove fire." Daisy stopped smiling and said seriously, "In fact, I have indeed gained what I wanted during these days of wandering in the mortal world... It's related to the Famine Knight."
Ye Zhi's expression became serious: "Have you found His whereabouts?"
Daisy shook her head. "No, but I have thought of a way to completely restrain Him... The Law of Food that you have mastered is one of them. There is also something else that was once the food that nurtured the first life in this world. It can help the world get rid of the influence of the Law of Famine."
The drought has lasted for nearly two months and the impact of the famine is slowly becoming apparent.
Compared with the severe outbreak of plague, the slow onset of hunger is more despairing.
Ye Zhi asked, "What are the ingredients?"
"The milk of Oudhumbra the cow."
Daisy said: "That mythical beast that was born at the beginning of creation lives in a realm that is completely different from the Fire Kingdom plane... the Frost Kingdom plane."
Ye Zhi: “…”
Got it, ice and fire, a trip back and forth between the two planes! (End of this chapter)
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