Chapter 496 The Last Dinner, the Future Supreme
As night falls, the night sky of Asgard is magnificent and vast, with stars and the bright moon shining brightly.
Outside the gates of Valhalla, the leaves of the Glashiel tree sparkled.
Under the shade of the trees, the long dining table was covered with a snow-white tablecloth, the silverware on the table was shining, and the candles on the candlesticks intertwined a quiet, hazy light and shadow.
At the dinner after the war, Ye Zhi, who had been promoted to the God of Light, invited a group of relatives and friends to attend the banquet.
This dinner was prepared by Yeats himself. The ingredients used included the belly of the sea monster Leviathan, the wings of the giant bird Perch, the milk of the divine bull Odumbra, the golden eggs of the rooster Glinkenby, and the youthful apples from the orchard...all of them were the best ingredients in the Nine Realms.
As for the list of people attending the dinner, in addition to the three nine-ring goddesses of Asgard, Minerva, Nyx, and Lucia, there was also Hel, the goddess of death in the underworld.
There are also Gray, Hildreth, Scach, Daisy, and Mammon who are the eighth rings.
Brunhilde and the Black Knight, her comrade-in-arms and best friend, will also come together.
When Yeats browsed through the list, he felt that Asgard was dominated by women and lacked men. At first glance, he thought he had entered the Grand View Garden and was hanging out with a bunch of goddesses.
On second thought, this world is a two-dimensional game after all... having more female characters is good for selling skins! The God of Light controls many powers, including medicine, prophecy, archery, and the sun.
After Ye Zhi was promoted to the ninth ring, he felt that he had a more prophetic intuition about everything.
Minerva said that this is an ability called [Future Vision], which was forged along with the Godhead of Light.
At present, Yeats is not proficient in the use of [Future Vision], and it only manifests as sharp intuition. When this ability gradually develops, Yeats can even briefly see "the future that is about to happen."
This can help you see through any intentions of your opponent and counterattack in advance, which will make you invincible in the battle!
It was through this ability that Ye Zhi had a premonition.
This dinner will be the last calm before the storm.
"No matter what, becoming the highest goal will not change."
Under the shade of the trees, a handsome god in white robes stood in the evening breeze, his bright eyes gazing towards the empty throne deep in the palace. He murmured softly as if delivering an oracle and prophecy:
"The past cannot be changed, but the future can still be pursued... This world needs a future God King!"
Gray, Hilde, and Skachel followed Yeats to Valhalla and were the first to sit down at the dining table.
Except for Scach, Gray and Hirudde were both visiting the divine realm "Asgard" for the first time.
Grey had seen the scenes of Asgard several times during the trial, and was very familiar with the scenery and mythical beasts here. She went up to catch the rooster Glinkenbi on the roof of the palace, and scared the big black-feathered rooster so much that it flapped its wings and flew away.
"Don't run! I'll use you to make soup for Yeats tonight!" Gray chased Gullinkenbi around everywhere.
Gullinkambi fluttered and screamed, "What are you doing! The one who can be resurrected is the giant pig, not me!"
Yeats looked at the stomach-warming scene, folded his arms, and sighed:
"Gray really has a natural obsession with stealing chickens..."
Hildreth leaned over and rubbed the purple pig that was rolling on the grass. The purple pig couldn't help but roll over, exposing its belly.
Hild pursed her lips slightly, looked at Ye Zhi, and said, "It's hard to imagine that this is the same Behemoth that went on a rampage on the battlefield that day."
Ye Zhi nodded and said, "Behemoth and Diamond have performed very well this time... I will reward you two with a seat at the table with Mammon!"
Behemoth relied on the power of the demons to briefly fight against Leviathan and Qizhi; and Zuanya was extremely brave and successfully provoked a civil war between Leviathan and Qizhi, buying precious time for Yeats' promotion.
Mammon, who had turned into a black cat and curled up on the seat, was a little unhappy. He wagged his tail and said, "Why? I want to eat on your lap!"
"What makes you so crazy?" Ye Zhi glanced at the black cat.
"I'll give you half of the Law of Wealth. That'll be countless gold." Mammon said temptingly.
"Sit on my lap and I'll feed you myself." Ye Zhi said calmly.
I wanted to scold Mammon loudly, but Mammon gave me too much!
"Ah! There's a three-headed dog here!"
The three-headed dog that came with Hull lay lazily on the grass, watching Gullinkambi step over its head, but didn't want to move at all.
Gray stopped in her tracks, looking as surprised as if she had discovered a new world: "What a handsome hellhound... Come, shake my hand!"
The hellhound stood still, its claws deeply embedded in the ground, like a sculpture: "..."
If you ask me to shake hands and I do, wouldn't it be very embarrassing for the three of us brothers?
Gray forcibly pried the hellhound's claws off the ground and shook hands with it with a smile: "Be good~"
Cold sweat ran down the hellhound's forehead.
What a terrifying arm strength!
We can't stay here for long, let's retreat! The three-headed hellhound turned around and chased after the flapping Gullinkambi. Gray followed closely behind and exclaimed, "Wait for me!"
There was chaos and laughter.
The Snowy Owl stood on the treetop, staring at the magic scroll floating in the air in front of him, a gleam of brilliance flashing through his unilateral glasses.
"Gu!"
Now is the time for the Dharma Saint to fight hard. How can I sleep?
Skach, the ruler of the shadow world, was wearing a purple evening gown, standing side by side with Hel, the god of death in the underworld, who was wearing a black dress, silently looking at Gray and her magical pets chasing and playing under the shade of the trees.
"Maybe it's because I'm getting old..." Hull sighed softly, "Every time I see a scene full of youth and vitality like this, I feel it's beautiful."
The slight arc on Skach's mouth slowly disappeared, and his expression became a little solemn... Oh no, I actually have the same feeling as Hull!
After pondering over his words, Skach said slowly: "Even gods...would worry about age..."
The gods of the Nine Realms will die, and it is not uncommon for gods to die of old age. Even the Apple of Youth can only delay aging, but cannot offset the erosion of time.
As if seeing through what Skach was thinking, Hale said calmly: "You are only two eras older than Yeats. The age difference is not big. What's important is love..."
Isn't the age gap big enough? Skach wanted to complain, but he saw Hull slowly turn his head and look him up and down with a scrutinizing gaze.
"You can change your clothes or...get a new hairstyle to look younger," Hull suggested.
Skach felt a little ashamed, but also had a hint of anticipation.
While Yeats was resting, Skach pulled Yeats aside.
The purple-haired beauty lowered her head, her cheeks slightly red as she said, "I have something to discuss with you."
Ye Zhi looked at the teacher's shy demeanor, somewhat surprised and curious, and smiled, "What's the matter?"
Skahe slowly raised her head, her cheeks flushed, her purple eyes sparkling with light, and she held a bunch of her long, soft purple hair on both sides of her head with both hands, making them into two ponytails: "Do you think... would it be better if I changed to a younger hairstyle...?"
Yeats stared at Skach blankly, motionless.
"Yeats?" Skach blushed and called softly.
Ye Zhi's throat was dry and he said hoarsely, "Who, who taught you?"
"Senior Hel." Skach slowly put his hand down, "She gave me some advice."
Goddess of Death, you did a great job!
Yeats was righteous and gave a thumbs up: "Very good!"
A glimmer of light appeared in Skach's uneasy eyes, and a faint smile appeared on his cold face.
Yeats's heart was pounding.
I have a chance to try out the new skin with my teacher... I don't know if I can handle it! * As the night falls, the night in Asgard becomes more gentle and gorgeous, and the agreed time for the dinner is approaching.
On the long dining table covered with a white tablecloth, cold cuts and appetizers have been served: Leviathan fish belly sashimi, cold meat platter of Sushi, olive oil and balsamic vinegar salad, golden apple cider...
A cloud of mist came quietly and transformed into a tall, thin, lazy and beautiful goddess with wavy gray hair.
"Congratulations on your promotion to the ninth ring... Honestly, I was shocked when I heard the news! But, thinking that it was you... I feel a little relieved..."
Daisy smiled and held a beautiful golden box:
"This is a gift I brought to you... It was specially made by the God of Fire! Isn't it beautiful?"
The God of Fire likes to live alone and stays in the dwarf country all year round. He doesn't like to return to Valhalla.
Daisy must have put a lot of effort into asking the God of Fire to create the box.
Ye Zhi looked at Daisy, recalling the passionate and breathless kiss in the Land of Mist in his mind. His eyes flickered slightly, and he reached out to take the box.
After weighing the box, Yeats asked, "What's in this box?"
Daisy smiled slyly: "You will know when you open it."
Ye Zhi opened the golden box in front of him. A cloud of mist rose from the box, swirled around Ye Zhi's body, and quickly disappeared.
Looking at the empty box, Ye Zhi was not angry. He smiled as if he had expected it, "You are playing tricks on me again, aren't you?"
"No," Daisy said seriously, "The gift I gave you is called hope. It is the most precious thing in the world!"
"Okay, I believe it." Ye Zhi put away the box, "Let's have dinner together?"
Daisy nodded happily, opened her arms high, and cheered happily, "Great! I got to eat again! Let's eat!"
Yeats looked at Daisy's crazy back and shook his head in silence.
Unlike herself who has a human body, Daisy became a god through faith, born from human beings' belief in absurd things such as magic, tricks, illusions, nothingness, and fraud.
Daisy's origin is a wisp of mist from the Land of Mist. She has no family or friends, and when she plays tricks, she even deceives her own believers.
She sometimes seemed very lonely, as if she was lost in the forest.
But it doesn’t matter, Yeats thought, we can share each other’s loneliness and walk out of the misty forest together.
Yeats followed Daisy's footsteps and walked towards the dining table. Suddenly, he felt his hand being held tightly by Daisy.
"Are you nervous?" Daisy breathed into Yeats' ear and whispered softly.
"What are you nervous about?"
"Your fiancée discovered it." Daisy winked slyly.
"Isn't it reasonable that the God of Light can have multiple partners?" Ye Zhi said righteously, holding Daisy's hand tightly with his backhand.
Daisy spat lightly, then her eyes curved into crescents with joy and she started to giggle.
"Sometimes a word from you can lift my mood from the bottom to the top, Yeats..."
Daisy said with a smile in a voice that only she could hear:
"Thinking of seeing you at night, I feel happy from morning to night, and sad again at dusk. But when I really see you, it is a brand new kind of happiness, just like dying and resurrecting again..."
"What?" Ye Zhi heard it but was not sure.
"I said, the moon is very round."
Daisy smiled and leaned her head on Yeats' shoulder.
The quiet, bright and soft moonlight spread over the grass of Valhalla, and the green grass seemed to be condensed with dew from the night mist.
The next group of party members to arrive were the Black Knight and Brunhilde who were traveling together.
The black-haired female knight with a scorpion tail whip and wearing black leather armor looked at Ye Zhi carefully and said in a hoarse voice: "You actually advanced to the ninth ring before me, Ye Zhi... It's really beyond my expectation."
"It was just luck." Ye Zhi said politely, and smiled, "Senior Black Knight, if you need my help, just ask for it. My immortal food will be helpful for your promotion!"
A hint of gratitude flashed across the Black Knight's calm and deep eyes, and he nodded.
"Can I take some food back to Iceland, Yeats?" asked Brunhilde.
"Why?" Yeats wondered.
"It was the wolf... He specifically asked for your cooking..." Brunhilde was helpless. "Occasionally, he should provide some care for the prisoners... That's what I thought."
Ye Zhi: “…”
A demon wolf Fenrir and a black dragon Nidhogg.
These two divine beasts are already within my grasp!
"Speaking of which, we have enough people tonight, so we can set up a few more card tables." said the Black Knight.
Brunhilde thought of the board game invented by Yeats. The small dominoes had such amazing magic that even the God of Strategy was obsessed with it. She held her forehead and said:
"Black Knight... Are you going to change from being the God of Chess to being the God of Mahjong..."
"Of course, enjoying dinner is more important." The Black Knight analyzed rationally.
The dinner is coming soon.
The three rulers of Asgard.
The magic goddess Minerva, the night goddess Nyx, and the moonlight goddess Lucia came dancing.
"I am glad to see you return victorious, Yeats."
Minerva was generous with her praise right from the start, with a bright look in her eyes, and said sincerely: "You actually advanced to the ninth ring at this time... It's incredible!"
"It's indeed a miracle." The femme fatale in black dress nodded coldly.
"You have made a lot of efforts to save this era. I have seen it." Lucia's cold face showed a slight arc, "I have never doubted you, my chosen one."
Nyx's eyes were cold, and he glanced to the side: "He is clearly my chosen one."
He is still my God's choice! Ye Zhi is also the magic God's choice! Minerva wanted to say this in her heart, but she didn't show it on her face. She smiled and said, "Dinner time is here, let's eat first!"
Ye Zhi hesitated and said, "Wait a minute... there is another person I invited who is not here yet."
"Which god?" Minerva asked.
Yeats said: "The King of the Wild Hunt."
At this moment, a divine message came from his adoptive father whom he had not seen for a long time.
Ye Zhi gazed down at the material plane, his eyes piercing through the heavy clouds, and saw the King of the Wild Hunt standing on a high cliff with a cold wind blowing, leading his horse.
After browsing the information of the divine message, Ye Zhi stroked the Nibelungen Ring and said:
"I'm going to the material plane and will be back soon. You guys can have your meal first."
Minerva shook her head and said, "You are the protagonist of the celebration banquet. How can we neglect you? If you have something important to do, go and deal with it first. We will wait for you to come back."
"But..." Minerva paused, a flash of hesitation in her eyes, she was about to say something but stopped herself, then smiled and said, "Go quickly and come back soon."
Nyx and Lucia both nodded indifferently and ordered, "Come back soon."
When Yeats came back, the three goddesses decided to tell Yeats something important.
Asgard needs a new ruler...
Yeats is not only the god of light, but also has the invisible support of three goddesses!
Therefore, the three goddesses decided to help Yeats achieve the supreme power...
Support him and let him sit on the supreme throne! The heroic figure of Yeats sitting on the supreme throne seemed to appear before my eyes, becoming the future supreme.
There was a glimmer of hope in Minerva's eyes as she gazed upon the quiet night and the moonlight.
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(End of this chapter)
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