Chapter 534 You are so bad, I like it so much! (5.3k, 13,000, please vote for me)
Ignoring his sister Shikoti's glare, Urd looked at Lorne and spoke first:
"To be honest, I don't believe your lies about saving this world, because we already know the reason why you came to this world - you want to obtain the fate of the Nordic countries and ascend to the throne of God!"
"Orlaug told you?"
"That's right. Father God discovered your existence when you first crossed the sea. But at that time you were still very weak, just a main god. You took a branch of the World Tree and left. It was not enough to make Father God look at you differently."
Urd paused, then added with a twinkling look,
"But when you came the second time, you not only became the God King, but you also seemed to have the aura of [Destiny]. That belongs to another Age of Gods, a complete Age of Gods!"
"I see. No wonder I always feel like something is watching me since I set foot on this land of Northern Europe. Everything I do will develop in a predetermined direction."
Luo En muttered to himself, and some doubts in his mind gradually became resolved.
When he wanted to give birth to the World Tree, inspirations about runes inexplicably flooded into his mind;
When they first met, Orlaug saw through his disguise of [accidentality] and knew his identity as an outsider.
When Odin completed the sacrifice and sought divination from the three goddesses of Norn, the words of fate contained a script for him, an outsider...
If from the very beginning, Orlaug, as the [Eternal Law], had been silently watching him and pushing everything to happen, then everything would be explainable.
"So, this is what Orlaug is after?"
"That's right! You are plotting the fate of Northern Europe, and Father God also wants to use you as an anchor to annex the origin of the God's World behind you!"
Sure enough, things that seem like pie in the sky are often scams.
He was thinking about the [Fruit of Destiny] of the Nordic God Age, and Orlaug was thinking about the [Origin of the World] behind him. They never felt like they had known each other for a long time. They were willing to smile at each other, but it was just a disguise to gain greater benefits.
In short, they are not good birds.
but……
"I have already guessed this. What I am talking about now is something else."
Luo En shook his head, his eyes flickering.
“He wants to surpass the Origin and ascend to the Godhood. The Age of Gods behind me and your Age of Gods will all become his nourishment and his ladder!”
The three goddesses of Norn pursed their lips and remained silent, which was rare.
"Not talking? It seems I guessed right."
Luo En smiled, with a hint of mockery in his eyes.
"So, the one who wrote the final chapter of the inevitable destruction of this world is not me, nor you, but him. Therefore, no matter what we do, we cannot change the fate, but will accelerate the arrival of [Ragnarok]. Only by draining the nutrients of the two ages of gods can Orlaug surpass [Origin] and step onto the ladder to [God]!"
As we all know, Northern Europe is a huge altar.
Humans offered sacrifices to the gods in the hope of favorable weather and good harvests;
The elves offered sacrifices to the Two Sacred Trees, hoping to be favored by nature;
The dwarves offered sacrifices to the four ancestors who supported the pillars, hoping to be strong and healthy.
The giants offered sacrifices to their ancestor Ymir, hoping that their bloodline would awaken...
Sacrifice is the underlying code that keeps this world running and runs through the entire destiny.
So if the entire "Ragnarok" is also a sacrifice, who will be the biggest beneficiary of this disaster?
The answer is obvious.
Only Orlaug, the origin god of the Nordic world, is qualified to use the entire world as an altar and the countless lives of the nine kingdoms as sacrifices!
Although [Ragnarok] is a catastrophe for the nine kingdoms, the countless lives that fell will become nutrients for the world tree Yggdrasil, thus giving birth to the sweetest and largest fruit of destiny, which Orlaug can enjoy alone, further improving his strength and thus opening the door to [God].
Of course, if he wants to surpass the [Origin] and go further, Orlaug needs to devour more [Source Essence] to strengthen himself.
Therefore, from the first time he met him, Orlaug planned to give him the goddess of fate, Shikoti, who controls the future, and bind him tightly, so as to integrate him into the [Great Music] and become a sacrifice in [Ragnarok].
Once the sacrifice is completed, his divinity, divine power, and even the world he carries behind him will become the cornerstone of Orlaug's future.
"No wonder the entire Nordic Age of Gods was full of disputes and martial virtues, but in the end, there was not a single one among the nine kingdoms and billions of lives who could fight. Even the high and mighty gods of Asgard have found [eternal life] a luxury. It turns out that the whole world is not really supporting them, but your father god - Orlaug."
Lorne shook his head and sneered.
"This old man doesn't want to die, and it's fine if he doesn't want to perfect the laws of the world, but he actually hides behind the scenes and treats the entire Northern Europe as his altar, letting all things in the world offer sacrifices for him. No wonder he lives so long."
"You too, don't you?"
Urd sneered and retorted,
"You came to our world just to snatch the [Realm of Destiny] and strengthen yourself. Don't portray yourself as so noble!"
"I want to get the [Realm of Destiny], but not for myself, but because my world is about to collapse, and I need external forces to continue the [Destiny]."
Now that the truth has been revealed, there is no point in hiding it any further, so Loen stated his purpose frankly.
"What's the difference?"
Urd's expression eased slightly, but his tone remained cold.
"Isn't it what you should do and what you have been doing to sit back and watch this world go to dusk and try to seize the [Reality of Destiny] that is born from it?"
"Of course there is a difference."
Lorne shook his head and replied calmly,
"Orlaug wants to hollow out the two Ages of Gods and eat up everything, so he hopes that the intensity of Ragnarok will be as strong as possible, and it would be best if none of you survive. I just want to get the Fate Realm that can continue the Greek destiny, so that more people have a chance to survive. This includes my Age of Gods, and yours as well."
"You talk nicely, but in the end you will still destroy our Age of Gods and prolong the life of your own Age of Gods!"
Shikoti suddenly stood up and retorted angrily.
"Perhaps, we have a third way to go." Lorne picked up the wine glass and said with a smile, "Everyone cooperate, I will use the [Realm of Destiny] to extend the life of my generation of gods, and you will preserve the fire of the Nordic countries and continue to be your goddess of destiny."
"This is impossible! If you want the [Reality of Destiny], you must destroy the Nordic God Era, sacrifice all things, and collect enough [Destiny]! From this point of view, we are naturally opposed and destined to be incompatible, unless..."
At this point, Urd was slightly stunned, and looked at Loen with a horrified look as if he had sensed something.
And Lorne put down his wine glass and added his answer faintly:
"Unless I can find another sacrifice of equal value to replace it. And coincidentally, the Nordic God Era now has a more suitable candidate."
"hiss!"
Shi Kodi took a breath of cold air and was the first to become unable to sit still.
"You want us to betray the Father?"
"No, I just hope you can think more about the world and yourself."
Lorne shook his head and smiled.
"As the three goddesses who control fate, your authority comes from all things in Northern Europe. Once Ragnarok comes, the world collapses, everything is extinct, and Fate will no longer have any meaning. At that time, your father god may swallow you up as well."
Upon hearing this, the faces of the three Norn goddesses instantly became uncertain.
According to the temper of the Father God, such a future is not impossible.
Seeing the hesitation on the faces of the three goddesses of Norn, Loen's heart was completely at ease and he drank the mead in the cup with satisfaction.
If this communication technique was used on the three Greek goddesses of fate, those three emotionless robots might not listen.
But it just so happens that Orlaug, the "Eternal Law" who created the three Norse goddesses of fate, is himself immoral and has extremely strong selfish desires.
With the influence of this external factor, the three goddesses of Norn gradually broke free from the constraints of the power of fate and became more and more humane.
In human nature, "survival" is an instinct engraved in our bones.
But out of fear of the Father God, the three goddesses of fate still tried to deny the worst outcome:
"We are the daughters of the Father God. He still needs us to compose the Great Music. He will definitely not harm us!"
"That was before!"
Luo En rudely shattered the three people's fantasy and sneered,
"Now, Shikoti is my former fiancée, and Belldandy is the reward after I won the bet. As for you, Urd, don't forget that you still owe me a request! Now that we have been entangled to this extent, can the four of us still distinguish? We have long been grasshoppers on a rope, rising together and falling together. If I go on stage and die in Ragnarok, do you think your old father will give up devouring my divinity? Or is he willing to spend a lot of effort to pick you out one by one?"
The three goddesses of Norn thought about it and shuddered.
The answer is self-evident.
If the Father God really loved them, he would not have given the third sister, Shikoti, to the outsider in front of him, and guided him to complete the mission of [Ragnarok] and perform self-sacrifice;
If you really love them, you won't retreat behind the scenes, cut off all causal connections with this world, wait for the [Reality of Destiny] to mature, and then have them compose the [Great Music] to awaken it.
Because everything has a price.
The more they are nourished by this world and the more deeply they are involved with it, the more severe the backlash and damage they will suffer when Ragnarok comes. If things go wrong, even without the intervention of the Father God, they will fall like those gods in the fire of Ragnarok.
But even so, when the three goddesses of Norn thought of the power of the Father God, they lost the courage to fight against him.
As the eldest sister, Urd shook her head helplessly and smiled bitterly:
"It's useless. Father God is the God of Origin who stands at the pinnacle of the Age of Gods. Moreover, the God Kings of the nine kingdoms are holding each other back, and their destinies are extremely scattered. Let alone trying to break free of fate and defy Father God, even defeating us is impossible."
When Luo En heard this, his face darkened.
Before, he wondered why Zeus, the Greek god of destiny, lived such a comfortable life, and was able to control everything in his power, but in the end, even the three goddesses of fate fell into his hands.
First of all, there are many gods and kings in Northern Europe, but when it comes to actual combat, each one is more weak than the other.
Even if the so-called God of Destiny Odin wants to rise up, he can only try his best to maintain balance. If he is not careful, he will be pinned to the ground by the rebels.
After all this time, these Nordic gods did not get any of the so-called "destiny", and Orlaug did not intend to cultivate any thorns that would threaten him among these sacrifices.
In comparison, their Greek god of origin, Chaos, is truly extremely merciful.
——Exchange one’s own whale falls for space for all things to grow, and open up infinite possibilities for the world.
For such an excellent example of the God of Origin, the only tribute that Loen could think of was to send another negative example to keep him company.
Luo En narrowed his eyes and looked at the three goddesses of Norn:
"The God King of the Nine Realms of the Nordic World cannot be relied upon, so what about me? Let me carry the destiny of the Nordic World. Can we defeat Orlaug together?"
When the three goddesses of Norn heard this, they suddenly woke up from their dream.
Yes, in addition to several native Nordic gods, there is also a god-king from outside the territory!
The combination of the three goddesses of fate and a God of Destiny may be able to overcome the gap between the [God King] and the [Origin] and fight against the Father God.
But the chances of winning are still slim.
Urd sighed, looking helpless:
"Your divine power, brains, and combat skills are indeed strong. But unfortunately, your most important power comes from another era of gods. There are no subjects of yours here, no temples of yours, and this is not the soil that nurtured you. In addition, your own era of gods is in trouble and cannot provide you with enough help. So even with our protection, you cannot win against the father god who is fighting at home."
Hearing Urd's genuine tone, Lorne could only listen to his advice and said regretfully:
"Is that so? Then there is only one last solution left."
"What?"
“I would rather die than let my friend die. I will start with the other gods. Before the Ragnarok, I will gather enough offerings for the fruits of the World Tree. Then, I will secretly use this Fruit of Destiny to continue my own generation.”
Luo En gave a second alternative plan in a deep voice, and added righteously,
"Once I succeed, you can play the grand music to wake up Orlaug and put all the blame on me. By then, if Orlaug wants to avenge his previous humiliation and swallow up the Age of Gods I am in, he will have to launch a large-scale war of gods."
Upon hearing this, the eyes of the three Norn goddesses lit up.
Launching a divine war when the enemy situation is unknown will inevitably require a large number of people to carry out.
In other words, the Father God is likely to suspend the great sacrifice of "Ragnarok" and instead organize the military forces of the nine Nordic countries to launch an all-out war against the Age of Gods where this guy lives!
Using external conflicts to divert internal conflicts and using war to promote peace, perfect!
The straightforward Shi Kodi couldn't help but give a thumbs up and praised sincerely:
“You are so bad!”
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Hearing the compliment, Loen's face darkened slightly.
Then, an excited smile as if she was eager to create chaos appeared on Shikoti's little face.
“I love it!”
“…”
Urd and Belldandy were both speechless.
Seeing that the originally serious atmosphere was about to be derailed by his younger sister, Urd quickly coughed lightly to get the topic back on track:
"The strategy is perfect, but where should we find this unfortunate Kamiyo?"
"Why not just ask Frigga? She must have remembered who drove the Vanir from their homeland and forced them to cross the sea to the Age of the Nordic Gods to live a life of dependence on others."
When the three goddesses of Norn heard the malicious instigation, they immediately understood what was meant.
——Irish-Celtic!
Urd knocked on the table, his eyes narrowed slightly:
"So, we need to start a war of gods now?"
"This will kill many people..."
The kindest Belldandy sighed helplessly, her eyes full of pity.
The most lively Shi Kodi looked eager to try:
"Fight, fight! I want to join the battle too! I want to see rivers of blood!"
"No problem, I just happen to have a position that's perfect for you."
"What?"
"Commander of the Valkyrie Legion! Just imagine, how majestic it would be to lead a group of Valkyries on the battlefield!"
Lorne spoke in a very seductive tone, like a weird uncle who was luring an ignorant girl with a lollipop.
The not very shrewd Shi Kodi was fooled and nodded excitedly:
"Okay, it's settled. From today on, I'm a member of the Valkyrie Legion~!"
Loen nodded happily, stretched out his hand with a smile, and shook hands with Shikoti to swear an oath.
Urd and Belldandi wanted to stop it, but it was too late.
As he tied the last of the three goddesses of Norn firmly to his chariot, a malicious smile flashed in Loen's eyes.
Although in the current version, the Valkyries' boss is the goddess of love Freya. But according to some legends, Shikoti, one of the three goddesses of Norn, also served as the leader of the Valkyrie Corps. At the same time, the other two of the three goddesses of Norn also seem to be on the list of Valkyries.
Since both parties are already tied to the same rope, it would be better to tie them tighter.
After all, there seem to be two options, but there is only one final result.
——That means breaking off relations with Orlaug and seeing who has the toughest life!
And once they come into conflict with the Nordic god of origin, the three goddesses of Norn, who have been flirting with him for several miles, still want to get off the boat?
dream!
As for what I said before about "taking the blame alone"...
Sorry, the other party seems to have forgotten that his priesthood in Northern Europe is lies and fraud.
Thinking of this, Loen looked affectionately at Berudandi and Urd, who had decided to join the Valkyrie Legion and supervise the implementation of the plan because they were worried about Skorti. It was as if he was looking at three cute and silly roe deer that jumped into the pit on their own initiative.
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At the same time, in a dark country where the sun cannot reach.
The outer border is surrounded by seven towering black rock walls, lead-gray clouds shroud the sky, and countless bright and dark soul shadows wander in the wilderness.
At the end of this city of the dead, a castle built on the mountain stands tall.
Passing through the tightly closed stone door, the hall was dark and gloomy, as if it had just been baptized by war. There were bullet marks, ice debris, bloodstains and deep pits everywhere.
The ghostly blue will-o'-the-wisp lantern swayed in the wind. An exotic queen with purple hair, bloodshot eyes, and wearing a purple tights and a black veil was leaning on a hideous throne made of bones and strange rocks. She held a scarlet thorny spear in one hand and played with a rune stone engraved with strange divine patterns in the other hand, with an interested look in her eyes.
Exotic? Interesting!
He raised his hand and threw the rune into a magic array composed of Ogham characters. With the flashing of light patterns, a light-like door composed of shadow skeletons slowly opened.
The queen with purple hair and bloodshot eyes raised the corners of her lips, stood up and walked down from the throne, holding the scarlet magic spear, and stepped straight into the door between reality and illusion.
Entering a new battlefield!
(End of this chapter)
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