Chapter 588 Don't worry, I'm not a good person either
Late at night, in the Fairy Palace.
Morgan held a magic wand in his hand and sat on a throne made of silver and iron. The divinity in his body flowed into the earth veins under his feet and the starry sky above his head through the crown-shaped magic circle formed by the thirteen holy spears around him, mending the terrible scars that tore the Celtic God Age world apart in the previous war of gods.
After an unknown amount of time, the wailing of all things subsided a little.
Morgan slowly opened his eyes and breathed a sigh of relief. Just as he was about to get up and return to his bedroom to rest, he saw an unexpectedly familiar figure in the courtyard.
"How dare you come back!"
With an angry roar, the queen on the throne suddenly stood up, the wand in her hand turned into a holy spear, and she pointed it at the uninvited guest in front of her with gritted teeth.
But because the movement was too violent, Morgan, who was already seriously injured, became breathless and started coughing, with a trace of golden-red blood flowing from the corner of his mouth.
"Don't get excited, don't get excited. Anger is harmful to your health."
Lorne spoke in a gentle and soothing voice, while raising his hands to show that he was harmless.
Although Morgan had let down his guard a little, he was still furious at the hateful smiling face in front of him, so he naturally didn't say anything polite:
"I let you live during the day because of our past friendship, but now you dare to come back. Do you really want to die?"
"Come on, you don't seem like such a kind person. If the Tuatha de Danann's trump card is really complete, the Norse army will not be able to retreat to the Irish Sea during the day."
Lorne rolled his eyes and bluntly called into question the student's bluff.
He and Morgan had only been in contact for a few months. Although they had a certain friendship and admired each other, it was far from the point where either side would hold back at a critical moment.
What's more, neither of them is indecisive. Once they make a decision, they will spare no effort to implement it.
At most, both sides will give each other dignity or a way to survive after the war.
Of course, it is also possible that he would imprison his opponent and raise him as a pet, just like he did to Scathach.
At this moment, Morgan, who was not very good at lying, was exposed by Loen. He felt embarrassed and snorted angrily:
"So what? Even if the Mother Goddess is not complete yet, you still cannot contend with her. If you dare to come, this will be your burial place!"
"Look at you, you're anxious again. We just have an old grudge with the Tuatha de Danann of Ireland. We don't have any deep hatred with you three sisters of the lake. It's not that we would start fighting and killing each other as soon as we meet, right?"
"This is how I treat my enemies!"
"If that's the case, then it's much simpler. Perhaps we can change the way we get along."
"What?"
"cooperate."
Lorne spoke with a smile, his face full of sincerity.
Morgan was stunned for a moment, and when he realized what was happening, he couldn't help but laugh:
"Cooperation? What a joke! The Norse gods and the Tuatha de Danann just fought a bloody battle. They are hostile to each other and want to kill each other and devour each other's world source. How can they shake hands and make peace at this moment?"
"Not the Norse gods and the Tuatha de Danann, but me and you."
Lorne corrected with a smile, his eyes meaningful.
"Let me guess. The Mother of Origin [Danu] you serve has not fully recovered. She is still very unstable and may even have great hidden dangers. Even if she can barely maintain it, it will be difficult for her to change the current situation of Celtic and mend the scars of the entire Age of Gods world."
"It's all your fault!"
Morgan gnashed his teeth in anger, his irritation increasing even more.
Originally, according to the plan of the three sisters, they would use the characteristics of the "Regression Theorem" possessed by the Island of Avalon to gradually gather the spirits and divinity of the entire Celtic Age of Gods, and ultimately give birth to the complete Mother of Origin Danu through the power of the entire world.
Then, through the creative power of the Mother Goddess Danu, this tattered world will be mended again, completing the [salvation] of all life.
But plans could not keep up with changes. The constant large-scale invasions and catastrophes that broke out in various places continued to consume the spiritual power and destiny of the Celtic gods, which were already limited, causing their plans to progress slowly.
But when the Tuatha de Danann stationed in Ireland suffered a crushing defeat and the Norse army marched all the way to the gates of England, they had to change their plan and revive the mother goddess Tuatha de Danann ahead of time.
In this way, although they repelled the foreign enemies, they also made the mother goddess Danu extremely unstable.
Their plan to use the mother goddess Danu to mend the world has almost become a luxury.
Noticing the growing murderous intent in Morgan's eyes, Lorne quickly raised his hands and said in defense:
"Don't keep pushing the blame onto others. Think about your own problems first, okay? Your plan won't work at all! Even without us, with the messy situation of the Celtic Age of Gods, it would be impossible to give birth to a complete Goddess of Origin.
If you force Danu to be born, it will only consume the few destiny of this world and bring more turmoil and disaster. Maybe, before Danu is revived, the entire Celtic Age of Gods will be drained and end in advance.
Previously, we encountered a series of disasters such as the Wild Hunt, Dragon Plague, and Moss on our way from the Misty Forest in the south to Orkney in the north. This is proof!"
Morgan wanted to refute, but faced with such well-reasoned arguments, he was ultimately speechless.
To make a simple analogy, the situation of the Celtic Age of Gods is like an old woman in her seventies or eighties who is suffering from numerous illnesses. Asking her to cheer up and forcefully give birth to a [divine fetus] that will bring new life is almost like taking her life.
Perhaps, before the birth of the [divine fetus] that will continue the world's will, the Celtic Age of Gods, as the mother body, will collapse prematurely.
The split of the Tuatha de Danann, the great disasters in various places, and the invasion of the Norse gods only accelerated this process.
But even though they knew this was a temporary solution, they had no choice but to keep going.
Because there is no choice.
Morgan strengthened his mind and snorted coldly:
"So, you came here just to taunt us tonight?"
"No, I'm here to help you."
Luo En's eyes flashed, and he spoke meaningfully,
"I can help you make her as complete as possible..."
"What can you do?"
"Although the great source of the Celtic God Age is about to run out, don't you still have ready-made resources around you? They are the most compatible with the Great Mother Goddess. If they are willing to sacrifice their divinity and authority, they can naturally help the Mother of Origin eliminate her defects as much as possible and become complete."
"A great sacrifice? You want all the Tuatha de Danu to make a great sacrifice to the Mother Goddess!"
Mo suddenly realized, but then shook his head and refuted,
"This is simply impossible! They will not give up their divine throne and divine authority easily, and they will not easily sacrifice themselves for outsiders. Otherwise, they would not have attacked us in order to continue their destiny!"
"Of course it won't work if it's just you, but what if we add me and the Nordic army?"
Lorne replied with a smile, spitting out the key to the plan.
"You want to start another war between gods, use external pressure to drive them into a desperate situation, and force them to sacrifice themselves!"
Morgan's eyes lit up and he immediately felt that this was feasible.
But then she looked at that smiling face, and she became a little alert. She snorted with a flickering look in her eyes:
"You have ill intentions and are clearly trying to drive a wedge between us. I am a member of the Tuatha de Danann. How could I possibly team up with an outsider like you to persecute my own people?"
"Oh, yes, yes, you showed up at the Irish battlefield just in time, and waited until the Tuatha de Danann were crippled before you rescued them. That shows how much you love your fellow tribesmen."
“…”
Morgan's face froze, as if he was a student who was criticized by the teacher for his misbehavior. His righteous expression suddenly became a little awkward.
As for Loen, he looked as if he knew everything about it.
In later legends, Morgan was called a witch, possessing many dark sides such as war, curse, betrayal and death. She was never a naive and innocent person with a pure nature.
What's more, the Tuatha de Danann and the three sisters of the Lake Fairy had long since fallen out over their different ideologies, and each side had ruled its own territories. How could there be any so-called "affection"?
If Morgan really cared about his so-called fellow tribesmen, he should have appeared on the battlefield in Ireland as soon as possible, or went directly to Skye Island to warn them.
Therefore, her action was not purely out of kindness, but to use the power of the gods of Danu to revive the Great Mother Goddess Danu.
Now, the enemies from Northern Europe have been repelled. Without external threats, the concessions made by the remaining Tuatha de Danaan gods will probably stop here. Why would they really sacrifice themselves for the so-called Mother of Origin?
Perhaps, in order to continue their own destiny, they will even turn their attention to the Mother of Danu.
What Loen has to do now is to lead the Nordic army back and tell the Tuatha de Danann that the war is not over yet.
Of course, like Morgan, he also had ulterior motives for doing this.
At this moment, the good student Morgan also figured this out and looked at his teacher thoughtfully:
"So, you also want to use the pressure brought by the Mother Goddess to reversely integrate the divinity of the nine Nordic realms?"
"You are right. You are indeed my good student."
Ron snapped his fingers, very satisfied with the answer given by Morgan.
After the dragon disaster, he brought humans, elves, and dwarves under his wing, and Skadi, who had a marriage contract with him, took control of half of the territory of the Giant Kingdom.
Now, because of Odin and Njord's willful behavior, the Aesir and Vanir suffered heavy losses and were nearly destroyed by the Mother of Origin, Danu. If he hadn't led the three Norn goddesses and the entire Valkyrie army to save them at the cost of their lives, not only would Odin and Njord not be able to escape, but perhaps the entire Vanir and Aesir would have been buried with them.
More importantly, the Celtic Age of Gods was far away from the Norse Age of Gods, and Orlaug, the origin god of the Norse, could not interfere with his actions or plant any nails related to his fate for the time being.
At this moment, all conditions are in place. It is the best time for him to use external forces and prestige to unify the nine realms of Northern Europe and seize the power of God.
However, after repeated wars between gods, it was proved that neither Odin, Njord, nor the three giant kings of the giant tribe could lead the Nordic countries out of the predicament of "Ragnarok" and achieve a perfect ending.
As the saying goes, if you don't take what heaven gives you, you will suffer the consequences.
Right now, the Nordic destiny is being greatly depleted, and Orlaug may break through the restrictions of the Three Goddesses of Norn and the Great Music at any time and wake up ahead of time. Loen must grasp all the options in his own hands and make the most correct judgment before the arrival of Ragnarok.
"Sure enough, you don't have good intentions either."
Morgan glanced at his teacher, and although his heart was filled with contempt, his guard also disappeared.
Since everyone is not a good person, I feel relieved.
The witch pondered for a moment and asked directly:
"That method is feasible, but how can you be sure that the Tuatha de Danu are willing to complete the great sacrifice on their own initiative?"
"It's not up to them whether they are willing or not. If the Nordic people win, they will only become consumables for the sacrifice to the gods. If you win, they may be able to revive again through the unique reincarnation ritual of the Tuatha de Danann."
"You mean, give them hope of resurrection?"
"Even if your Great Mother Goddess wants to mend the Celtic Age of Gods, she will need help. There is no need to kill them all. It is better to preserve the spirits of these Tuatha de Danaan gods and let them be reborn by this world through the power of life of Morgause. In the future, they will follow the goddess Tuatha de Danaan as knights and ministers, fight for her, and become a community of shared destiny for this world."
Great idea!
Morgan's eyes lit up, and he looked at his teacher with a look of genuine admiration.
In this way, she would no longer have to worry about the Tuatha de Danann turning against her in the future, nor would she have to worry about those guys being unwilling to do their best to save the world.
Because, without the identity and authority of gods, their fate will be closely linked to the entire Celtic Age of Gods.
Saving this age of gods is equivalent to saving themselves, and even if they have selfish motives, they cannot stay out of it.
--Perfect!
——It’s worthwhile to worship this teacher!
Feeling the awe in his students' eyes, Loen, as a teacher, felt quite proud.
Historically, the Celtic mythology system was divided into four parts:
The Tuatha de Danann and the Invasion, The Fianna, The Wars of Ulster and the Knights of the Red Branch, and finally The History of the Kings of Britain…
The first three stories are set in Ireland and have already completed their own journeys.
Therefore, Loen thought of combining the four into one, completely transferring the destiny and divine power concentrated in Ireland to the territory of Britain, and cooperating with this era of gods to give birth to King Arthur, who would continue the destiny of the world!
That would be an extremely perfect existence.
Even if we cannot reach the true origin, at least it is far better than the current semi-finished product.
Morgan also thought of this, a hint of excitement appeared on his cold face, and he couldn't help asking:
"Wait until they have completed their reincarnation? How can I find these Tuatha de Danann warriors and make them obey the Mother Goddess?"
"It's simple. Let your Great Mother Goddess form the Knights of the Round Table and lead an army to conquer the Celtic countries and wipe out all resistance forces within the territory. When the time comes, you, as the three goddesses of fate, will give enlightenment to mortals, and those reincarnated people hiding in various places will naturally follow the guidance of fate and gather under a common banner."
Loen, who was well prepared, spoke eloquently and delivered the speech he had prepared in advance.
"Knights of the Round Table? Interesting."
Morgan muttered to himself, feeling more and more that the plan was feasible.
At this moment, Luo En showed a malicious smile in his eyes:
"As for the steward, I recommend that the First Throne of Sky Island should take the position. From now on, how about calling him 'Bedivere'?"
The thread of fate in his mind began to ripple, and Morgan felt blessed and nodded with relief.
There is no more perfect arrangement than letting the reincarnated gods of Danu become knights under the Mother Goddess, and letting the former First Throne become the steward under the banner of the Mother Goddess.
Luo En stroked his chin and continued to suggest:
"Also, in order to prevent those reincarnated people from recalling some bad memories through their real names, I think your Great Mother Goddess should also change her name in the future."
"Teacher, what ideas do you have?"
Unconsciously, Morgan began to use honorifics, and his expression became friendly and expectant.
Luo En raised the corner of his lips, revealing a smile full of evil humor:
"Nickname: [Altria Pendragon], title: [King Arthur]!"
"What a great name! That's it!"
Morgan readily agreed and was very satisfied with it.
"Altoria" means "noble" and "leader" in Welsh, hinting at the Mother Goddess's noble origin and royal status.
"Pendragon" also comes from the Welsh language, meaning "dragon head" or "dragon head". In Celtic culture, the dragon is a symbol of power and strength, so this surname is often associated with royal power and leadership.
The combination of the two is naturally the most beautiful meaning and is also very appropriate.
After a brief moment of excitement, Morgan calmed down and looked carefully at Lorne in front of him:
"I have kept your teachings in mind. So, what should I do for you in return? Teacher..."
"In addition to exerting some pressure to force the Nordic worlds to unite, please do me another favor. Of course, this favor will not be in vain. If all goes well, the problems of the two great ages of gods, the Nordic and Celtic, can be solved..."
Lorne spoke in a deep voice and started towards Morgan.
Under the moonlight, the master and disciple, who were once at loggerheads, huddled together and whispered in low voices. There was little hostility between them anymore, but instead a kind of ambiguous collusion.
(End of this chapter)
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