Chapter 461 A wife delivered to your door?
"Honorable giant, I heard that you are incomparable in wisdom and have reached the pinnacle in illusion. Although we met on the battlefield, I still respect you. It is beneath our dignity to fight each other like monkeys fighting for food and territory, waving wooden sticks and bleeding. Gods should have their own way of dueling. Why don't we use a more civilized game to decide the ownership of the courtyard? How do you think?"
Hearing Ron's smiling murmur, Shaki, Skadi and a group of giants using wooden sticks as weapons turned pale.
However, before they could react, Olvig became interested:
"How do you want to compete?"
"We use language and will to construct images. Let's see who has the stronger power, who has the broader mind, and who is more qualified to rule the world of the atrium."
Luo En replied with a smile, his eyes filled with an unfathomable depth.
"That sounds good." Olvig smiled, but then changed the subject and looked at the Outer Realm God in front of him, "But I don't want the Atrium World."
"Then add me!"
Lorne decisively threw out new chips, his smile becoming brighter.
"If you win, I am willing to take over as the king of Jotunheim. But if you lose, I also want you to give up the throne of Jotunheim and promise not to interfere with the development of the nine kingdoms."
"grown ups!"
The faces of the Asgardian guards nearby changed drastically when they heard this. They had never expected that the second-in-command of Asgard would make such a big bet.
Luo En waved his hand slightly, his expression calm:
"Don't worry, I will explain this matter to Odin personally."
Seeing that the commander had made up his mind, the guards of the Asgard had no choice but to retreat.
Olvig saw this and replied with a big laugh:
"Okay! I'll do as you say!"
His tone was brisk and casual, revealing a kind of confidence that he was sure to win, and his eyes were full of meaning.
The [God King] is powerful, but he is by no means invincible.
In one era of gods and one pantheon, there will be many god-kings who will appear and succeed each other.
[Origin] is the beginning of the world. Like Chaos of Greece, as the eternal law of Northern Europe, he was born with this world and watched the growth of this world. In fact, he had noticed a little guy who came across the sea and broke into this small garden a long time ago.
I still remember that the little guy in front of me was quite weak last time, and what he did couldn't even attract His attention.
But in the end, this little guy from outside the domain was like a stone falling into a lake, causing thousands of waves, turning the originally stagnant Nordic world upside down and bringing about endless possibilities.
When he came for the second time, the little guy in front of him became even stronger. Even Odin, the Norse God King who was entrusted with the destiny of Asgard, was overshadowed by him.
Therefore, the impact and changes that this outsider could bring to the world became more drastic, thus awakening Him from His slumber and arousing His strong interest.
If it is integrated into the system of the Nordic world, will it make the Nordic [Destiny] even stronger and move to a new stage?
Olvig's eyes, which reflected the stars, began to ripple, and an unprecedented feeling called "desire" surged into his heart.
Just as the [God King] is not the end of everything, neither is the [Origin].
Above this, there is the "God above" which He cannot understand.
It is a state of "neither existence nor non-existence", that is, neither existence nor non-existence; neither non-existence nor non-existence. Therefore, any concepts such as infinity, eternal existence, eternity, and destiny are meaningless in front of God. He can create the world and erase everything, ignoring the limitations of matter, destiny, time, and space, and is also called "Above All Things".
So, what kind of changes will your arrival bring to the world?
——The Outer God, Loki?
Olvig collected his thoughts and spoke slowly:
"Since you have decided the way of playing, I will strike first."
"fair enough."
Lorne nodded and made a "please" gesture.
Olvig pondered for a moment and spoke slowly:
"I am the dire wolf, stalking my prey, a cruel prowler."
In an instant, a fierce snowstorm blew up in the Iron Forest along with the low sound. Everything around was silent, and the whole world seemed to contain only the figures of Lorne and Orvig facing each other.
When the last syllable fell, a giant wolf with a body length of dozens of meters and brown hair appeared on the snowy ground. It waved its claws and fiercely pounced on the figure on the opposite side, sounding the horn for the first round of charge.
"I am a hunter, riding a horse, hunting wolves, winning again and again."
Magnetic whispers echoed across the snowfield, and a fully armed knight holding a longbow, riding a white horse and wearing a crown appeared in the storm.
“Whoosh!”
The sharp arrow shot out and pierced into the giant wolf's chest.
The warm blood splashed onto the ice and snow, staining it scarlet.
"roar!"
The giant wolf roared in pain, but did not fall down. It pounced forward violently and raised its sharp claws to attack the knight on the white horse on the snowy field.
The knight remained calm in the face of danger, put down his bow and arrow, raised his spear, and stabbed the giant wolf again, the tip of the spear accurately hitting the heart of the prey. The giant wolf's strength was quickly drained, and its huge body fell to the ground with a bang, gradually losing its life in convulsions.
"puff!"
Olvig vomited a mouthful of golden blood, looked down at the wound on his chest that looked like it was pierced by a gun, his eyes full of surprise.
He was actually injured?
Interesting! Very interesting!
In this unprecedented sensory stimulation, Olvigr laughed loudly, looked at the knight who was charging at him with a gun after killing the giant wolf on the snowy field, and slowly spoke:
"I am the giant serpent of the earth, circling the world, strangling horses, and poisoning knights!"
As soon as the words fell, the entire pale snowfield shook violently, and a giant python that was a hundred meters long broke out of the ground, knocked the charging warhorse to the ground, minced it into pieces, then opened its bloody mouth, pierced the knight's body with its fangs, and injected venom into him frantically.
"puff!"
Luo En vomited a mouthful of golden blood as if he was struck by lightning. He raised his hand to cover his chest, as if he felt a highly corrosive poison flowing through his body, madly destroying the vitality in his body.
As time went by, his organs rapidly failed, his skin began to rot, and the stench of death permeated his body.
Luo En endured the erosion of the poison and spoke with gritted teeth:
"I am... a giant eagle that hunts snakes. My claws can cut through snake skin and are as fast as lightning."
The invisible clouds in the sky condensed into a giant bird with a wingspan of hundreds of meters. Its wings were as hard as steel and its cry was like thunder.
“Chiu!”
With a loud cry, the giant eagle spread its wings and swooped down. Its sharp claws like iron hooks cut through the scales and skin of the giant python, piercing into its hard skull and spine, lifting the giant snake into the air and smashing it down with force.
Under the fierce impact, the giant snake was torn into pieces and turned into mud.
At the same time, Orvig, who was hit back, fell to his knees with a thud, and bloody marks from the eagle's claws appeared on his face and body.
After two rounds of competition, the true ruler of the Nordic world couldn't help but get angry, and his tone became grim:
"I am death, I can turn all life into dry bones!"
In an instant, a thick gray-black death aura gushed out from under the snowfield, and the entire mental world turned into a hell shrouded in death. The incarnation of death, wearing a cloak, half skeleton and half flesh and blood, raised his hands. The thick black smoke that swept past instantly caused the giant eagle hovering in the sky to lose its feathers and flesh, and it turned into a white skeleton that fell to the ground.
The trauma also backfired on Lorne. He used his torn hands to prop up his body, enduring the excruciating pain, gritted his teeth and muttered:
“I am the world, supporting space, nourishing life.”
A huge green tree rose up behind him, like an ash or a palm tree, its waving branches and leaves casting dense shade. The vibrant vitality swirled over the earth, making the originally dead and frozen soil full of birdsong and the fragrance of flowers.
And the figure transformed by death gradually faded away as the sense of death weakened, until it became invisible.
Looking at the figure under the shade of the giant tree, whose wounds had healed and whose vitality had been revived, Olvig looked solemn and pondered for a long time before speaking slowly:
"I am the Last Judgment, the Twilight of the Gods, and I will bring eternal damnation to all things!"
In an instant, the towering tree with lush branches and leaves fell to the ground with a loud bang. A black dragon that had gnawed through the roots of the giant tree flapped its wings, broke out of the ground, and announced the coming of the end of the world with its majestic and tyrannical roar.
At the same time, a giant wolf transformed from wind and snow rushed into the sky and swallowed the sun and the moon; a giant python transformed from mud spewed venom and dissolved everything; a figure transformed from death waved its arms, completely stripping the world and the giant tree of their vitality, and letting everything return to eternal darkness.
As the sun, moon and stars ceased to exist, a slow chant echoed in this dead world:
"I am the primordial fire, born from darkness, everything is me, everything is light!"
In an instant, a powerful fire of light gushed out from the body wrapped in darkness, illuminating this dead world, and the mountains, rivers, lakes, seas, fish, birds, flowers and insects were also bathed in light.
Looking at the figure burning with divinity, Olvig sneered and spoke leisurely:
"I am time, everything has a beginning and a end, I am destiny and death, everything has an end!"
As Olvig raised his hand slightly, the sun and the moon in the sky accelerated their rotation, as if the shuttle on a loom was accelerated countless times, weaving the final [pattern] in an almost crude way.
Under the surging torrent of time, everything has changed beyond recognition.
The vast sea turns into mulberry fields, the mountains turn into valleys, and the valleys turn into hills...
Everything was washed away.
The sun and the moon sank into darkness, and the stars disappeared into deep space.
Loen felt that the ground beneath his feet had turned into nothingness. There was no earth, no sky, and everything was falling.
Falling into the endless void...
"So, what can you do to fight time?"
A mysterious voice came from the void, constantly echoing in Luo En's ears.
"In the long river of time, your past is not worth mentioning. Join this world, and I will give you greater power and more noble authority!"
"hope……"
"?"
“I am hope. Even though it is illusory, it exists in the past, in the present, and in the future!”
A low chant sounded in the void.
“Buzz!”
The world above their heads shook violently, and a star emerged from the darkness, flickering with a faint light.
But obviously, just a tiny glimmer of light is not enough to illuminate this void shrouded in eternal calamity.
But the next moment, the void, like a pool of stagnant water, was violently stirred, and countless golden light streams emerged from it.
One, two, three;
Hundreds, thousands, billions!
“Buzz buzz buzz!”
Golden stars as numerous as grains of sand rose into the sky, and starlight as vast as the sea poured down, pouring on Loen's body, refracting layers of light and shadows, completely filling the almost boundless void.
Seeing the scene in front of him, Olvig's expression changed completely.
He made a mistake, a fatal mistake!
The stranger in front of him is not just a God King, he is carrying a world on his shoulders!
"Well, it's your turn to answer..."
The low voice spread far away with the floating starlight. Loen walked out from the depths of the void. With every step forward, countless golden stars lit up around him, using the light to build a path forward for him.
In his outstretched right hand, a metal hexagon engraved with intricate patterns kept changing its shape, and rich starlight converged and flowed here.
——Pandora's Box.
As a gift bestowed by the gods to mankind, the most precious thing is not the catastrophic power that can destroy the world, but the illusory but everlasting hope.
Since that great war, the ideals of all people have converged here into a single ambition.
It was then, it is now, and it will be forever.
No matter how the world changes, hope never dies.
Walking slowly to Olvig, Loen asked leisurely:
"So, what could possibly destroy hope?"
Olvig thought hard for a while.
What can destroy hope?
Disaster, death, time?
No, that's not the point!
But after hope is destroyed, the world and life have no meaning of existence, and time and destiny as a reference will become water without a source.
To deny hope is to deny everything in the world.
Including himself!
Finally, after not just a second but a long century, Olvig raised his head and looked at the figure in front of him:
"Is everything in your calculations?"
"That's about right."
"You are so cunning."
"I am the god of trickery, not war."
Lorne answered frankly and did not hide it.
Since fighting with force cannot guarantee victory, then of course he must rely on wisdom to win, which is his usual style.
Olvig already knew of his existence and origins, so it was pointless to play tricks on him. It would be better to flaunt his sincerity so that...
The future will make this Nordic master of destiny fall into an even bigger trap.
At this moment, Olvig, who had no idea that he was being plotted against, raised his hands dejectedly:
"I lost..."
"Thank you."
Lorne nodded happily and made a "please" gesture again.
Olvig was not annoyed and answered calmly:
"Don't worry. Since the fate has been decided, I will soon fall into a deep sleep and maintain the operation of destiny. The three goddesses of Norn will gradually inherit my power and guide the Aesir who bear the destiny to prosperity. This should be my last time to revive."
"Then I am at a loss, aren't I?" Luo En was slightly stunned, his face turning a little dark.
This old Nordic creature can live longer than the Greek Chaos God of the same level, so it is obvious that he is not that honest.
Olvig smiled slightly, his eyes twinkling:
"Well, as compensation, I will give you my beloved daughter, Angerboda of the Giants, in marriage."
Before Loen could react, a streak of gray light penetrated into his body.
Then, the mental world around him shattered, and Olvig disappeared from his sight, leaving him and the giants on the field staring at each other.
(End of this chapter)
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