Chapter 498 Yeats's death and resurrection, the greatest miracle! (1W)
In December, an unprecedented severe winter swept across the Midgard continent.
The temperature dropped suddenly, the severe cold froze the ground, and the biting cold wind blew across the gloomy sky. The strong wind and rain lasted for a full ten days.
In order to fight against the awakened Supreme, the gods of Asgard established a wartime meeting, with the God of Light in charge of coordinating the overall situation.
During ten days, Yeats traveled between Iceland, the Ravine of the Dead, and the Underworld, and made an alliance with the demon wolf Fenrir, the black dragon Nidhogg, and the god of death Hel.
The gods all have their own reasons for being enemies of the Old Ones.
It may be for revenge, or to vent anger, or to look to the future...
Sensing the impending disaster, the ancient Lincolnbi on the top of Valhalla Temple blew the alarm until he was hoarse.
Under the frozen island, the demon wolf Fenrir opened his golden wolf eyes under the thick ice. Cracks quickly spread on the ice, shaking the entire North.
At the bottom of the abyss where the dead were buried, the black dragon Nidhogg had awakened. His cold gaze pierced through the thick fog. He flapped his black wings that were covered with corpses, roared deafeningly, and spewed an orange-yellow flame into the sky.
Hel, the god of death, whose body is half beautiful and half rotten, has a veil covering his face. He sits on the huge ship 'Nagylfar' made of the fingernails of the dead. The ship is loaded with an army of the dead and is heading towards Asgard.
The Three Statues and Nine Rings abandoned the gap of yesterday and stood on the same front with Ye Zhi, in order to prevent the world from going back to the starting point and to avoid the present and future world from falling into the nothingness of annihilation of everything.
The decisive battle is imminent.
The goddess of wisdom Minerva found Yeats and said she would take him to the place where all these stories began, rose and ended.
Well of Destiny.
"The World Tree is the origin of everything, and from the roots of the World Tree there are three main veins, one of which goes deep into the Well of Destiny."
Minerva led the way in front. The figure in the white dress walked hurriedly, sighing in her words. She said slowly:
"The three goddesses of fate live beside the Well of Fate, and together they weave the web of fate for all living beings in this world."
"Even the Supreme cannot escape the shackles of fate... but you can, Yeats." Minerva stopped, looked back, and said softly, "You have a quality that even fate cannot restrain you. This is similar to the King of the Wild Hunt."
Having traveled through time and space, I am not affected by the fate of this world.
What Yeats cared about was why Minerva took him to the Well of Destiny.
In response to Yeats's question, Minerva said softly: "Because the three goddesses of fate will provide admonitions and warnings to the gods in their own ways."
"In the Well of Destiny... you may be able to gain their enlightenment and gain a glimmer of hope for this war."
The Well of Destiny, also known as the Well of Urd, is a huge tree root of the World Tree that extends deep into the divine realm of Asgard.
Next to the tree roots is the web of fate spun by the three goddesses of fate using the [Spinning Wheel of Fate].
Soon, Ye Zhi arrived at the Well of Destiny, but saw that the roots of the World Tree had withered and the large net nearby was in pieces.
The three goddesses of fate covered their faces with veils, sat by the well, melancholy and silent.
Ye Zhi was startled and looked at Minerva beside him. He found that she had a serious face and asked what happened in the Well of Destiny.
"The Old God King has arrived before you."
Urd, the eldest of the three goddesses of fate and in charge of the "past", whispered: "He took away the spinning wheel of fate."
Hearing this, Minerva's eyes flashed with surprise, and she whispered:
"You are the only ones in this world who can control the spinning wheel of fate and weave a new destiny. Even if Odin takes away the spinning wheel, he cannot control fate..."
Minerva was startled and murmured:
"I understand now. The reason He took away the Spinning Wheel of Destiny was to prevent any new destinies from being created in this world!"
Fate is intertwined into a web of destiny. The more intricate the web is, the more difficult it is for Odin to reverse cause and effect. Therefore, taking away the spinning wheel of destiny is the first step in His plan.
Odin broke into Asgard quietly without being noticed by anyone. Minerva said that he must have used rune magic to hide himself, and it would be quite difficult to find out his whereabouts.
Ye Zhi, however, believed that Odin's movements were easy to predict, and he said slowly: "The heavens and the gods each have an instrument related to fate, namely the Spear of Destiny and the Spinning Wheel of Destiny. The Spinning Wheel of Destiny symbolizes weaving fate, and the Spear of Destiny corresponds to cutting off fate... Therefore, Odin will definitely go to the heavens again to retrieve the Spear of Longinus."
"It is incredible that the Supreme Will would watch helplessly as the Old God King occupied the Nine Realms and the Heaven Realm and did nothing."
Minerva sighed softly, "I was thinking that if both Supreme Beings were defeated, you might be able to benefit from it."
Ye Zhi looked up at the sky and murmured, "Perhaps... the Supreme Will is far beyond our imagination. It is located at a higher level and cannot personally confront Odin... Or perhaps, this Supreme has already died."
Immediately, Ye Zhi shook his head slightly.
"Although the Wheel of Destiny has been taken away, our plan remains unchanged..."
Ye Zhi's eyes narrowed slightly.
“Send Fenrir and Nidhogg to stop Odin from advancing into Asgard. In this time, help me achieve the Supreme Being as soon as possible and fight against Him!”
The severe winter has lasted for a whole month.
During this month, wars broke out frequently and disasters continued in the Nine Realms.
The heavens suffered heavy casualties, their movements were halted, their sacred artifacts were taken away, and the supreme will disappeared.
Whether it is the Nine Realms or the Heavenly Realm, they are all shrouded in the haze brought by the same figure—
The old gods brought disasters to drive away hope from people's hearts and annihilate their faith in light.
Floods, thunder, winter, strong winds... In this dark and long winter, the sun has lost its brilliance, and the mortals in the disaster are selfish and frame each other, and violence and chaos continue to grow and spread. As the number of deaths increases, the obstacles to reversing the cause and effect of fate become smaller, and the world is sinking towards a path that runs counter to the future.
But in this catastrophe, there are still mortals who firmly believe that spring will come after the harsh winter... No matter how despicable and selfish people's hearts are, no matter how cruel and ruthless the world is, there are still countless people waiting for light.
The faith in the God of Light has increased instead of decreased.
Ye Zhi's divine power is approaching the supreme realm little by little.
Seeing that the natural disaster did not achieve the desired effect, the Old God King displayed miracles in various planes, intending to destroy the kings of the Nine Realms and further weaken the complexity of the Web of Destiny.
The weaker the Nine Realms' will to rebel against the God-King becomes, the looser the web of fate becomes, and Odin's chances of reversing fate and returning to the past will further increase.
Therefore, Odin began to attack the rebels of the Nine Realms and the followers of the God of Light with thundering means.
In the Kingdom of Frost, Belmir, the current Lord of the Frost Giants, was killed by the meteor-like Gungnir because he refused to submit to the Old God-King and was unwilling to give up his worship of the God of Light.
In order to protect Alfheim, the Elf Queen merged her body into the sacred tree, forming a barrier covering the kingdom, blocking the thunder from Odin and saving millions of people.
After the Elf Queen's death, Perun took the throne and claimed that he would continue to follow the faith of the God of Light.
The kingdom of dwarves. The patron saint of dwarves and one of the ancient gods. Because the god of fire refused to forge weapons for Odin, the laws and the existence of the god of fire were annihilated, and the authority was integrated into Odin's laws.
In the Middle Court Continent, King Roland Louis died from a lightning strike on a stormy night because of his vigorous promotion of the faith of the God of Light.
According to the servant, he saw His Majesty roaring to the sky in the rainstorm, shouting loudly that even death would never make me bow my head!
As the followers of the God of Light gradually died out, Yeats's grief grew.
But facing the Supreme, there may only be one chance to take action.
You have to wait for the right moment to seize the slim chance of winning! Finally.
When Odin arrived in the Land of Mist, one of the first two planes of the world.
Valhalla.
From the palace gate, a god in a white robe walked out. His expression was compassionate and sad, but his eyes were extremely resolute, and the aura of the Nine Rings was surging around him.
With the power of faith and the blessing of the gods, Ye Zhi has already reached the highest realm! Looking across the planes, Ye Zhi looked at the figure standing beside the 'Hvergelmir Fountain' in the Land of Mist.
The one-eyed, white-bearded old man with an eagle helmet, wearing an eagle helmet and golden armor, holding the eternal spear Gungnir, wanders alone in the foggy country.
Above the Hvergelmir spring is an extremely large tree root, which is hollow and rotten... That is the place that was once gnawed by Nidhogg. It is the collapse of this tree root that foreshadows the arrival of Ragnarok.
Odin looked up at the World Tree with a look of nostalgia in his eyes. He noticed Ye Zhi's gaze and looked at him across the plane.
God of light.
The eldest son of the old God-King.
It was his fall that caused the Supreme Throne to lose its successor and indirectly led to the destruction of the world.
Odin looked at Ye Zhi with a dazed look in his eyes, which then slowly became sharp and he raised his spear calmly.
“Come,” He said, “I’m here for you.”
In the foggy Niflheim, the drifting snow and wind formed eternal clouds. The cold current from the ice spring froze a huge layer of ice. On the thousands of miles of ice, there was an extremely thick tree root that took root, towering into the clouds.
The roots of the World Tree alone are towering and large enough to span the entire plane. It is spectacular and shocking.
The roots of the tree penetrate deep into the ice. In front of the huge roots, an old man is walking alone, leading a skinny horse. His long white beard flutters in the wind. He suddenly raises his only remaining eye and casts a stern look.
A figure in a white robe, exuding a gentle and glorious divinity, slowly descended onto the ice field.
The biting cold wind blew up Odin's cloak and Ye Zhi's clothes. An invisible and low pressure spread around the two of them. The clash of wills caused the plane to tremble.
The snow seemed to be falling more and more fiercely.
"Ye Zhi." The old God King greeted him familiarly, as if calling an old friend, "You are here."
"Have you seen me?" Yeats felt that His attitude was unusual.
"I have seen you many times in his memories," He said. "You are of the same kind as him."
Ye Zhi was silent, his voice was as sharp as the biting cold wind, he said coldly:
"You killed the King of the Wild Hunt..."
Odin shook his head and said calmly:
"The King of the Wild Hunt and I are one... I just made a deal with him. I get his soul and body, and I fulfill his wishes."
"Wish?" Ye Zhi raised his eyes.
"We all have our own wishes..." Odin said in a low voice, leaning on his spear. "The past that He dreams of returning to is also what I hope for... In that era, he and his lover can still be reunited."
Yeats said indifferently: "When you reverse cause and effect, only you can go back to the past, and all the fates of the rest of the world will stop, end and perish... Even now, you are still lying."
A trace of pain and struggle flashed in Odin's one eye: "I must do this."
Thinking of the relatives, believers, and friends who were killed by Odin's spear, and listening to his high-sounding reasons, Ye Zhi felt a fire burning in his chest, but his expression became colder and colder.
"I must do the same," Yeats replied.
"I don't expect you to understand, Ye Zhi, but I still think you have the right to know the truth..." Odin seemed to have made up his mind and said coldly: "This world has no possibility of continuing to exist... The Supreme Will is beyond your imagination and exists far beyond the Ten Rings."
"What He brought to the Nine Realms was only a trace of His will, but it was this trace of His will that caused the Nine Realms to fall into destruction." Odin said, "Fortunately, I can erase this trace of His will and let fate go back to the starting point, so that the world will continue to cycle through the past... In this way, I can cut off the present and the future, so that He won't notice it!"
The Supreme Will is a far more powerful being than the Ten Rings.
Odin in front of Him is like a lower-level civilization facing the powerlessness and fear of a higher-dimensional being.
Therefore, the Old God King came up with a compromise.
By destroying all possibilities of the fate of the Nine Realms, the Nine Realms can survive.
"For your plan, you paid the price of the fate of all living beings in this world," said Yeats.
"Do you have any better idea?"
"Yes." Ye Zhi said calmly, "I alone will bear the future of the nine realms. Let me alone fight against the Supreme Will."
A strange look flashed across Odin's one eye. He stared at Yeats carefully, and a meaningful sneer appeared on his stern face.
"You think you can break through the obstacles of fate, but in fact you can only be beaten to a bloody pulp and washed back to the starting point of fate by the river, Yeats... The future does not belong to you, you are destined to be a loser!"
His words were not only addressed to Yeats, but also to himself. By the end of his words, his voice had turned into a roar, with deep anger and unwillingness in his tone.
A great divine power turned into a violent wind and pressure, sweeping towards Ye Zhi, peeping at the supreme power covering the sky, the sky peeling off fragments, and the plane trembling! Under the terrifying oppression.
Yeats' eyes were calm and his face was peaceful.
With the help of the [Future Vision] brought by the Godhead of Light, Ye Zhi has seen the blood and the bleak future.
“It’s okay to fail.”
Ye Zhi showed the silver oak sword in his hand.
“I’m on my own path.”
The wind and snow suddenly rose, and the cold mist surged. Odin did not get angry but laughed instead. He turned over and rode on the eight-legged divine horse Sleipnir. Gungnir in his hand shone with a faint blue light, and he said in a stern voice:
"So, let our paths cross, and see who can reach the end first!"
The eight-legged divine horse let out a long whistle and suddenly broke through the snow. The sound of its hooves echoed like thunder, and it galloped across the thousand-mile ice field at an indiscernible speed! Ye Zhi's eyesight could not catch up with Odin's figure. He could only see the cold light shining from the tip of Gungnir's spear, which cut a dark blue track as it galloped at high speed.
Suddenly.
boom--
With a deafening thunder, Gungnir was thrown into the sky. The cold blue light tore through the sky and turned into a falling meteor, carrying an unparalleled edge towards Yeats! Gungnir, the eternal spear, has the ability to hit as if it is the law of cause and effect. At the moment of throwing, it has reversed the cause and effect, destined to pierce the enemy's fate! At the same moment.
Ye Zhi's eyes lit up with a brilliant golden light.
Future vision took effect at this moment, and he could clearly see the trajectory of the Eternal Spear flying straight towards his chest!
"So what if you can see the future!"
Odin's majestic voice exploded in Ye Zhi's ears like thunder!
"Gungnir is the spear that never misses!"
The spear shone like a meteor, surging with supreme divine power and pressure, tearing the rolling clouds of the Mist Country apart! There was almost no creature in this world that could withstand the sharp edge of the Eternal Spear! In the wind and snow, the light around Ye Zhi became more and more dazzling, and his eyes were scorching, reflecting the approaching Gungnir.
The cold light from the spear tip illuminated the sky and earth, and Odin's eyes were as sharp as torches...there was no possibility of missing.
That is the eternal divine spear, it will hit you, you cannot resist it! In Gungnir, it has reached a point where there is no escape and no way out.
The ice field in front of Ye Zhi suddenly began to tremble.
A huge crack appeared in the ice, and a deafening roar came from the crack!
"Laofen!" Yeats shouted, "It's time to settle old scores!"
A black shadow jumped out from the crack in the ice. Its body was as huge as a mountain. Its red pupils were filled with endless anger and hatred. Its breath stirred up rage and strong winds! Clang.
Chains and shackles were still hanging on the body of the giant wolf Fenrir.
The shackles that were supposed to bind him under the icy sea had been cut off by Ye Zhi!
"Odin!" The giant wolf Fenrir's eyes were bloodshot and he roared, "You can't kill me!!"
The old God King had an indifferent expression, but a hint of coldness flashed across the depths of his eyes, and he spoke hoarsely.
"Then I'll kill you a million times."
Gungnir tore through the sky and came roaring like a thunderbolt. The surging lightning carried tremendous force and destructive power!
Fenrir roared, leaped up, his towering body blocked out the sun, and then he swooped forward and opened his bloody mouth.
But it was not for the purpose of devouring, but to transform his entire body into Ye Zhi's shield to block the divine spear that was sure to hit him!
Gungnir streaked through the void like a meteor, hitting the demon wolf's chest and exploding into a raging flame.
The tip of the spear went straight through Fenrir's body, the spear body got stuck in his bones, and lightning exploded again!
Boom! The cold light and golden flame intertwined, and flames splashed everywhere.
The hot wolf blood splashed out and sprinkled on the snowy plains, melting the snow, making a hissing sound and steaming up billowing white mist! Fenrir roared to the sky, holding back the pain, and used his entire huge body to block Gungnir!
The Old God-King's eyes grew colder. He raised his hand and swung it. Gungnir tore Fenrir's chest apart again and returned it directly into His palm!
However, the spear had not yet returned.
Ye Zhi stepped onto the wolf's back, his whole body shining like the sun, his divine power reached its limit, and his hands condensed into a golden bow and silver arrow.
The bow was like a full moon, and the arrows fell like rain! Thousands of streams of light shone with the white flames of the sacred fire, falling towards Odin like a meteor shower!
Odin, wearing a dark cloak and riding on an eight-legged divine horse, looked at Fenrir, who was bleeding profusely, and at Yeats, who was standing on the back of a wolf, shining brightly, with no expression of either sadness or joy.
The golden rain of arrows seemed like a divine punishment falling from the sky, with thousands of meteors burning brightly and bringing with them a tremendous heat wave!
Faced with this rain of arrows that was enough to destroy the plane, He simply raised his right hand.
A crow flew in from somewhere on the World Tree behind Him.
The number of crows increased rapidly, and they cried hoarsely, and then turned into a storm of crows that covered the sky!
A flock of crows collided with the rain of arrows, and the divine power continued to surge.
As black crow feathers fluttered down from the sky, the golden rain of arrows that lit up the sky also fell silent!
Clang! Gungnir fell into Odin's hands again, and his aura rose again. The breath of death continued to surge around him! "I am also bound by the web of fate and cannot kill you, Fenrir." Odin said coldly, "But I can use the power of the Outer Gods!"
He raised his right hand and clenched it slowly.
The pupils of Fenrir, who was grinning, suddenly shrank, and a look of disbelief appeared in his eyes. The spear tore through Fenrir's body, leaving traces of death in his body.
As Odin clenched his palms, the deathly energy wrapped around Fenrir's heart and exploded instantly!
The demon wolf's heart exploded into pieces, Fenrir let out a painful howl, and life quickly drained from his body.
Yeats had no way of caring about Fenrir.
Because Odin's spear was thrown out again! Even though the sharpness was weakened after the first round of confrontation, it was still a fatal killing move for Ye Zhi, who was a nine-ringed one! Boom! Fenrir fell heavily in the snow, the light in his eyes quickly dimmed, and he looked at Ye Zhi, who was illuminated by the spear light, and slowly smiled.
"Run away...Yezhi..."
"Escape to a place where even fate can't catch up with you!"
Fenrir's pupils were dilated, and his body had already turned cold! Ye Zhi used all his power to lead Gungnir towards the border of the Kingdom of Mist.
Odin rode his eight-legged divine horse but did not chase after him. He looked in the direction where Ye Zhi had fled and murmured thoughtfully:
"The Kinlunga Gap..."
The Kinlunga Chasm, the primordial abyss, symbolizes the nothingness and chaos before the creation of the world.
Any law that enters the Jinlunga Chasm will be disturbed by chaos and thus weakened, even Gungnir, who is sure to hit! The northern end of Jinlunga is Niflheim, the "Land of Mist".
Using the Jinlunga Chasm to reduce the gap in divine power between the two is exactly what the God of Light planned!
Understanding this, Odin did not rush to chase after him, but just calmly looked at the body of the demon wolf Fenrir.
"Your companions have left you behind."
Odin looked into Fenrir's eyes, which were still open after his death, and sighed softly.
"Whatever... every fate will come to an end, and so will you and I."
"but."
Odin turned his head and looked towards the towering World Tree, his expression neither sad nor happy.
"As long as the world rewinds to the Second Age and time continues to cycle, the end of destiny will never come..."
Odin's cold eyes finally showed a trace of emotion, and he murmured hoarsely: "And I...will eventually be reunited with my child..."
Gold Gallon Divide.
Before the world was born, the most primitive fire and ice met in this abyss, giving birth to the most ancient life.
This is a land of chaos, and even the brilliance of the divine spear cannot tear through the mist here.
Gungnir roared over, but Odin did not catch up, which made Yezhi's plan fail, but... this was the only way to stop Gungnir! Yezhi jumped into the abyss without hesitation, and Gungnir followed closely into the chasm.
In the eternal darkness, a low roar suddenly sounded.
An enormous shadow rose from the chasm, like an evil omen slumbering in ancient times.
Nidhogg, the black dragon that gnaws at the roots of the world tree, rises from the abyss with wings!
The dragon's scales were as black as iron. It spread its wings that covered the sky and the sun, and opened its mouth to spit out dragon flames mixed with death, corrosion, and destruction!
Boom! The dragon flame seemed to be able to dissolve everything, and it collided with Gungnir in this gap where the laws were weakened.
The flame and the edge wrestled with each other! Clang.
Finally, Gungnir seemed to have lost the last bit of its strength, and returned to silence, falling down! Ye Zhi reached out and held Gungnir firmly in his palm.
Standing on top of Nidhogg's head, the white-robed god's clothes fluttered, his eyes were stern, and he held the Spear of Eternity in his hand, rushing out of the golden gallon gap!
In the Land of Mist, on the vast snowy plains that were frozen for thousands of miles, the roar of a giant dragon echoed, causing the entire surface to tremble! The gray robe of the old man in the eagle helmet swayed in the strong wind. He raised his calm face and stared at the huge black shadow quietly.
Nidhogg roared to the sky, and his giant wings shattered the wind, snow and mist. He carried the God of Light of the world on his back and soared into the sky from the abyss, straight into the clouds, passing over the roots and trunk of the World Tree, reaching the top of the World Tree, bringing up a torrent of divine power that shook the nine realms!
Separated by multiple planes.
Yeats and Odin's eyes met again.
Odin's figure was as steady and silent as a statue, and his voice was low and majestic.
"You've already brought a lot of changes." Odin looked at Gungnir in Ye Zhi's hand, with a hint of anger on his face, "I don't want there to be a next time."
With the help of the chaotic power of the Jinlunga Chasm and the black flame of Nidhogg, Gungnir was melted.
Ye Zhi used his divine power to forcibly erase the divine power mark on Gungnir, and then added it to his collection! Rounds of golden ripples emerged in the space behind Ye Zhi. The various artifacts collected by Asgard, as well as Ye Zhi's various collections along the way, were all suspended behind Ye Zhi, bathing in the light and sacred breath, shining with unparalleled golden light.
Wolf-binding Chains, Silver Oak Sword, Cloud Ship, the Three Holy Swords...
Magic, dark night, moonlight and other artifacts given to Yeats by the gods...
And Gungnir, which had just been seized from Odin.
These magical artifacts floated behind Yeats, ready to be launched, creating an astonishing momentum.
Odin stood at the root of the World Tree, his eyes narrowed slightly, and the golden ring on his wrist quietly transformed into a golden round shield.
These artifacts complemented each other, and the aura gathered together formed a terrifying torrent, stirring the sky above the Mist Country. Even the face of the former God King showed a heavy look! Ye Zhi shouted in a low voice: "Rise!"
In an instant, all the divine weapons exploded at the same time!
The Wolf Chains coiled around Odin like a spirit snake, the Silver Oak Sword tore open a sharp sword light, and the Cloud Ship transformed into a giant warship in the clouds, roaring and charging!
Gungnir, as bright as a meteor, once again raised the aura of destiny that was bound to hit the target and went straight for the heart!
Rays of light shot up into the sky, penetrating the nine realms, and the World Tree was illuminated by the colorful artifacts.
Ye Zhi's divine domain also opened at this moment, and with a fierce and unparalleled attack, they all pressed towards Odin! ! Odin opened his divine domain.
The Wild Hunt is a holy land recreated by Odin based on Valhalla, where the Wild Hunt army lives!
However, the thousands of wild hunters were annihilated in the light that illuminated the nine realms! ! Boom! Odin's divine realm was overwhelmed and shattered!
The ground of the Land of Mist is cracked and gullies appear, the sky is shattered and cracked, and the entire plane is in danger!
The rolling air waves dissipated, and the golden shield in Odin's hand had been broken, his cloak was torn, and his hands were shaking slightly, still trembling with the force of resisting the volley of divine weapons and the rebound.
The old man in the eagle helmet was in a state of disarray, but his expression did not waver at all. He just raised his head calmly, looked at the brilliant God of Light, and said in a low voice: "How many times can you use such an attack?"
Ye Zhi's heart gradually sank, and he said indifferently: "Until you die."
Odin laughed hoarsely, and the laughter had the metallic quality of iron and fire friction, echoing in the ruined Nine Realms.
There was a sense of nostalgia and sadness in his voice, he said in a low voice:
"The God of Light... is my eldest son... I know His divinity very well..."
"My child, He can see everyone's future except his own."
Odin's cloudy eyes flickered slightly.
"I want to go back to the past... I want to tell Him... If He can't go to the future, then I will stay in the past with Him..."
In an instant! The eight-legged divine horse Sleipnir broke through the blizzard and mist, neighing at the nine realms, burning with flames, and galloped towards Nidhogg as if he was burning himself!
Nidhogg also roared, spread his black wings that covered the sky and the sun, and collided with Sleipnir!
Ye Zhi held Gungnir's hand and trembled slightly. Suddenly, his eyes became determined again. He mobilized his limited divine power and leaned over to rush towards the aging Odin! "You can stop eternity, Ye Zhi--"
Odin whispered, his voice coming back from the depths of the abyss, "But you cannot escape your fate."
Ye Zhi's pupils suddenly contracted.
Odin's left hand reached deep into his cloak and slowly pulled out the second divine spear from nothingness.
The spear had a unique shape, it was blood red all over, and the tip of the spear was split into two forks, but it also exuded a divine power similar to that of Gungnir, or even greater!
That is not a weapon of Asgard, but a holy instrument for punishing the Holy Spirit.
The tip of Longinus emitted a cold and icy light, which could even pierce the light and nail fate! Ye Zhi's eyes were dark, and a bone-chilling chill exploded throughout his body.
Future vision was completely ineffective at this moment! Cold flames ignited in Odin's eyes, and golden runes continued to surge around him. Soon, Odin suddenly jumped up and met Ye Zhi. Longinus drew a red light in his hand that tore through the nine realms!
"Light, disappear!" Odin shouted angrily.
Longinus burst through the air, causing the sea of snow to churn, and red light penetrated the divine realm and pierced Yeats' chest.
In an instant, the world fell into silence and the wind and snow suddenly stopped.
Ye Zhi's eyes dimmed, blood flowed from his mouth, and his will, which was on the verge of collapse, was still struggling to hold on!
However.
The spear continued to move forward, nailing Ye Zhi firmly to the trunk of the World Tree!
Buzz——
The World Tree trembled and the Nine Realms hummed.
The golden blood flowed slowly, gradually flowing along the spears and tree trunks, and fell into the land of the Nine Realms.
Everything fell silent.
Nidhogg's hoarse roar, the gods' desperate calls, the lover's tearful whispers...all these sounds are fading away from Yeats' ears.
Did it fail?
In the endless darkness, Yeats heard his own voice asking himself questions.
That’s right.
Yeats smiled self-deprecatingly.
It is normal to go against the will of heaven and die halfway.
It’s just…it’s just…
Yeats shed tears.
It was not for himself, but because he saw the world after his death in the future vision.
Yeats saw a thin black dragon lying beside Nidhogg's huge corpse, slowly crawling towards the World Tree. Its own corpse was nailed to the tree trunk, and with its eyes closed, the black dragon slowly licked its tears.
Ye Zhi saw a red-haired knight with only one arm left on the battlefield littered with corpses, supporting her wounded body with a huge broken sword, but the light in her eyes quickly dimmed as a spear pierced her chest.
Yeats saw a tombstone erected in the golden apple garden of Asgard, and men and women in black robes surrounded the tombstone with tears in their eyes.
The figures surrounding the tombstone gradually left, leaving only a lonely figure, staring at the tombstone with purple eyes, his face gradually aging.
The heavy rain fell, and even the figure disappeared. There was no figure beside the tombstone anymore.
Yeats stood blankly beside the tombstone, trying to see the words on it clearly, but only saw a hazy mist.
Boom!
Lightning illuminates the rainy night and also reflects the epitaph.
"One cold glance, death or life."
"Knight, move forward!"
A familiar voice read this short line of text.
Ye Zhi turned his head sharply and looked at the shadow behind him in shock.
"From what you remember."
The woman in the gray skirt was tall and beautiful, with curly gray hair scattered on her shoulders. She walked barefoot in the muddy cemetery with a nonchalant smile on her face as always: "I mean, your epitaph."
Ye Zhi was so shocked that he could not speak. He opened his mouth and murmured, "Daisy...how could you...didn't I already..."
Daisy smiled, her profile was tall and beautiful, and her eyes contained a deep meaning that Yeats could not understand. She said softly: "As you can see, this is the boundary between death and reality, a hazy and endless illusion. Here... is the real country of fog."
Yeats murmured: "I can't understand..."
"The meaning of Nibelungen is the land of the dead. Only the dead can come to the real Nibelungen."
Daisy said calmly, "Here, Odin can't find you either. But here, as the incarnation of mist, I can draw the mist of the Kingdom of Mist to perform a miracle for you."
Yeats asked in astonishment: "What miracle?"
Daisy suddenly stopped talking and just looked at Yeats with a smile, a cunning look in her eyes.
"you guess?"
Ye Zhi's mind was in a mess, and he smiled bitterly and shook his head:
"I can't guess anything now."
"This Yeats is just stupid," Daisy laughed. "The riddle is written on the surface!"
Ye Zhi still shook his head: "I still don't understand..."
"Minerva should have told you that it is your human body that limits you from becoming a Ten Ring."
Daisy smiled and said, "And Nibelungen is the place where the first life in this world was born. Here... death is not the end, but the beginning of a new life."
Yeats had a vague guess in his heart, but his throat was choked and he could only watch Daisy walk towards him.
In the endless chaos and darkness, Daisy hugged Yeats, her cheek pressed tightly against Yeats' chest, and said softly in an unprecedentedly gentle voice: "The greatest miracle in the world is resurrection from the dead..."
"Let me be your ship, Yeats... like the ship of Theseus with its decks changed... you shall have my body, and I shall have your soul..."
In a thick fog, Daisy's figure completely disappeared.
It turned into a wisp of mist and flowed into his body.
Ye Zhi's eyes widened, his pupils trembled constantly, and tears flowed.
He finally understood what gift Daisy gave him at the dinner that day.
That was a wisp of mist from the Nibelung, the manifestation of Daisy's divinity, and also the origin of Daisy...
It is also...the most precious thing hidden at the bottom of the empty box.
We call this invisible beauty——
hope.
The lifeless body turns into nothingness, and the mist forges a new divine body.
An endless stream of faith poured in from all over the Nine Realms and was absorbed without reservation by this new body.
World Tree.
Three days and three nights of wind and rain.
Odin stood silently under the tree, staring at the body nailed high on the world tree.
When the divine power in that body completely disappeared, Odin let out a long sigh.
He slowly raised his hand, and the Spear of Longinus trembled in the air before breaking away from the tree trunk.
The World Tree hummed, and the God of Light, who had lost the support of his divine spear, slowly fell from the tree.
His figure fell and fell into the dark and bottomless Jinlunga Chasm, and the flame of light was completely swallowed up by the darkness.
For seven days and seven nights, Odin suppressed the rebellions in various parts of the Nine Realms.
The news of the fall of the God of Light spread quickly throughout the Nine Realms, but it caused a resistance that Odin did not expect.
This death, on the contrary, ignited the anger of the Nine Realms. Regardless of race, country, or plane, people joined hands and called for the arrival of dawn on this cold winter night.
Nine days and nine nights.
Asgard.
Minerva, with a tired look on her face, sat alone beside the Well of Fate, holding her face in sorrow.
Hearing the footsteps, Minerva looked up, was stunned for a moment, and then an expression of indescribable shock appeared on her face!
"Y-Yeats?" Minerva said tremblingly. "I thought..."
"Don't worry." Yeats nodded gently and said gently, "I'm back."
On that day, the entire Nine Realms were in a state of intense shock.
Odin could not control himself and could not understand, so he met Yeats again under the world tree.
When the familiar white-robed figure appeared before him again, an indescribable fear and powerlessness surged into Odin's heart, as if he was facing the supreme will.
Odin's expression was moved. His voice became deeper and deeper, trembling slightly as he asked hoarsely:
"What on earth did you... do?"
"I haven't given up hope yet," Yeats said.
Odin's expression changed and became extremely gloomy, and a feeling of frustration and strong anger surged into his heart!
Thunder roared, and Odin roared: "What the hell!!"
The war has come to the Nine Realms again.
This war between gods lasted for a full ten days.
Thunder and holy fire ignited the entire World Tree, and the Nine Realms were devastated.
With a complete divine body, Ye Zhi is no longer bound by the human body and can exert the supreme power of the Ten Rings.
Even though Odin fought desperately, he could not escape his fall in the end.
The blood dyed the earth red. Odin leaned on his broken spear, raised his dim eyes, and stared at the figure standing in front of him, with no sadness or joy.
"Want to fight again?" Yeats asked calmly, "I'm always ready to fight."
"Haha!" Odin laughed sadly, looking up to the sky. "You win, Ye Zhi! But you can't win fate... The invincible Supreme will eventually come!"
A burst of holy fire burned Odin's remains, and all his authority and laws fell into Yeats's hands.
Yeats stood on the devastated battlefield, raised his eyes, looked up at the chaotic sky, and took a deep breath.
"Supreme Will..."
There was a sharp flash in Yeats' eyes, as if he was talking to God.
"You don't have to come. I'll come to see you."
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Author's PS: After writing this chapter, I finally realized the picture I had been conceiving for this book for a long time.
Although there were many bumps along the way, the day of completion has finally come.
Thank you dear readers who have read this far, and thank you for your continued company and support.
There is also an epilogue, which brings the book to a fairly satisfactory conclusion.
Thanks again!
Beichuan Nanhai, April 4, 2025.
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