Chapter 595 Odin, you are a rotten person!
After briefly bidding farewell to the three goddesses of the Norns, Lorne boarded the long-lost goat chariot and followed the Asgard team to the Golden Palace.
On the road, looking at Thor driving for him in front, he couldn't help but frown:
"Your hair?"
The Thunder God's originally golden long hair had now turned one-third gray, like dead grass that had lost its moisture.
"You mean this?"
Thor grabbed his long hair and answered helplessly,
"Since the advent of the Eternal Night, the World Tree has had problems, and the gods in the Asgard have lost their protection. They have begun to show signs of aging. I am still relatively well off, but some of them can hardly even walk."
"So serious?"
Lorne muttered to himself, then asked,
"Where's Odin?"
"Don't worry, Father God is fine, otherwise how could he have the energy to drink with you?"
"That's good."
Lorne nodded, his eyes flickering.
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Meanwhile, in the underworld.
Hela looked at the silver-haired, pointy-eared female succubus in front of her with a look of surprise:
"Who are you?"
"It doesn't matter who I am. Someone asked me to give you this."
After groping in the magic circle for a while, Vivian handed a letter to the goddess of death.
Hela opened the envelope suspiciously, took a quick look, and immediately relaxed her vigilant expression.
She recognized the handwriting.
However, soon after reading the contents of the letter, Hela was stunned, her eyes full of disbelief.
how so? !
After a long silence, the smell of blood in her mouth woke her up.
Hila pursed her lips that had been bitten unconsciously, raised the letter in her hand and asked:
"Besides this, what else?"
"He said, you can choose to do it, or you can choose not to do it."
After hearing the answer, Hela looked up at the cracked sky, muttering to herself as the letter in her hand turned to ashes and burned.
Teacher, is this what you want?
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At night, the Golden Palace.
The lights flickered, and a pair of blood brothers who reunited after several months sat at the table, clinking glasses and tasting the latest mead brewed by the Immortal Poet.
After a hundred rounds of drinking, both of them were a little tipsy.
Lorne burped, put down his glass, and asked:
"Tell me, what's the matter with you suddenly calling me here?"
"Can't I just go drink with you?"
"When have you ever had the leisure to do this?"
It turns out that my utilitarianism is so obvious.
Odin touched his old face and couldn't help laughing.
After a long silence, he looked into the eyes of his blood brother and slowly asked:
"Loki, am I wrong?"
"Why do you say that?"
Lorne was a little surprised to hear the question.
Odin drank the mead in his cup and said with a wry smile:
"As a son, I abandoned my ancestors; as a husband, I schemed against my wife; as a relative, I used my uncle; as a father, I exiled my daughter; as a God King, I plunged my world into twilight. No matter which identity I was in, I didn't seem to do well. In the end, I gained nothing except loss and resentment. So, am I really wrong?"
As if because he unconsciously used too much force, the wine glass in the skinny old hand shook slightly, and the golden wine rippled, reflecting Odin's decadent and old face, as well as the broken sky outside the window and the silhouette of the dusk of the world.
Lorne thought for a moment and asked:
"Want to hear the truth?"
"Go ahead."
"Morally speaking, you are unqualified to play any role as a child, a husband, a father, a patriarch, or even a friend. You are also scheming and treacherous by nature. You rarely speak the truth and have never given anyone real trust. You are an out-and-out rotten person."
Upon hearing the comments from his blood brother, Odin was stunned for a moment, then burst into hearty laughter:
"Hahahaha, you've been wanting to scold me for a long time, right?"
"I'm just telling the truth. It's you who wanted to hear this."
Lorne rolled his eyes and asked unhappily,
"How about I say a few nice words to coax you?"
"Haha, no need. You're right, I am a lousy person and I'm sorry to all of them."
Odin laughed and waved his hands, frankly admitting his crimes.
If he had not taken such a risk, his grandfather Bli and father Bauer would not have died so easily at the hands of the first giant Ymir.
If he had not worried that the Vanir would become too powerful after entering Celtic, or never return, and had not left Frigga, the Vanir queen, behind, his wife and unborn child might still be alive now;
If he had not exiled Hela, this daughter would not have hated him so much and stabbed him fatally at the most critical moment;
There are also uncle Mimir, mountain giant king Shaki, winter goddess Skadi, seven dwarf kings, the two major elves of light and darkness, frost giants and fire giants... He has harmed too many people, and each of them has enough reasons and qualifications to retaliate against him...
"So, I deserve this fate."
Odin drank the mead in the cup, staggered to his feet from his seat, holding onto the table, as if he was ready to end the banquet.
However, a deep voice came from behind him:
"Nine thousand years ago, the God Zubli and the God King Baoer fell. If you hadn't escaped and risked your life to return to the battlefield with me, the giants would have continued to abuse the world, and the nine kingdoms would not have been born."
"Seven thousand years ago, order was in chaos. If you hadn't sacrificed yourself, peeped into the secrets of Rune, and sensed the words of fate, no one in the world would have known the end of Ragnarok."
"Six thousand years ago, the Vanir invaded across the sea. If you hadn't exiled your daughter, married Frigga, and exchanged hostages to weaken the Vanir, Northern Europe would have been destroyed by the war between the Aesir and the Vanir."
"Three thousand years ago, the three giant tribes rebelled. If you hadn't tricked them into coming to Asgard, had they built a wall for the Aesir, and then surrounded and annihilated them, Northern Europe might have been destroyed by the conflict between the Aesir and the giants."
"Hundreds of years ago, Holo led the elves, dwarves, and humans to unite. If you hadn't suppressed them beforehand and maintained stability, and then made concessions and sought peace afterwards, Northern Europe might have been destroyed by the quarrel between you and me."
"A few years ago, Shaki kidnapped the goddess of youth Iden and polluted the world tree, causing the gods to panic because of aging. If you hadn't killed Shaki, made a non-war pact with Skadi, and agreed to be her matchmaker, the mountain giants and frost giants would have united, and the war between Asgard and the giants would have broken out again. Northern Europe might have faced another crisis of destruction."
"In the end, although the expedition to Celt failed, you stood up for me and initiated the Great Sacrifice, which allowed me to successfully block the Mother of Origin of the Tuatha de Danann and save the elite of the Aesir and Vanir. Otherwise, the history of Northern Europe might have ended here."
"Although you did not change the ending of Ragnarok, you did your best, gave up everything you had, and postponed this outcome time and time again, thus prolonging the life of Northern Europe until now."
Lorne stared at Odin who turned around and gave his final evaluation to this God King of the Aesir, his blood brother.
"You are indeed sorry to all of them, but you are the only one who deserves it!"
Odin didn't say anything, but just tilted his head back, as if he didn't want anyone to see his expression and reaction.
After a long while, he lowered his head and cursed with a smile:
"Loki, you bastard! When it comes to sophistry, I'm really not as good as you."
"You are slandering me outright. I never lie to anyone."
Lorne answered with a stern face, serious and earnest.
The two "honest men" looked at each other for a moment, and after a brief silence, they burst into hearty laughter at the same time and hugged each other.
"So, Odin, do you still think you're wrong?"
"have no idea."
"Do you regret it?"
"I regret it, but if I were given another chance, I would probably do the same thing again!"
Hearing that there was no longer any sign of hesitation in the answer, Loen smiled knowingly and prepared to open his arms.
However, Odin hugged him tightly and said in a deep voice:
"There is one more thing I want to confess to you."
"What?" Lorne was curious.
"sorry……"
With a low whisper, a black needle popped out from Odin's ring and pierced into the back of the blood brother's neck.
Suddenly, an irresistible sleepiness spread throughout Lorne's body. His head fell and he fell to the ground with a thump.
——The sleeping thorn.
Also known as the Thorn Needle, this is a very unique item in the Asgard's treasure house. Although it is not very useful, it can put a person into a deep sleep and not wake up for a long time.
Odin once experimented on himself. Even if he was infected, he would fall into a long sleep for three full months.
Apparently, the same thing works just as well on his good brother.
Odin looked at the sleeping figure on the ground with flickering eyes.
At the same time, Thor, who was guarding outside the palace, rushed into the palace upon hearing the noise. Seeing the scene in front of him, he was stunned:
"Father God, what are you doing?"
"He's drunk, I'll take him to rest."
Odin answered casually, then took one of Lorne's arms and walked out the door.
"Father God, I will help you!"
Thor quickly followed and held Lorne's other arm.
Odin did not refuse and walked out of the Golden Palace with his son.
However, Thor gradually discovered that his father Odin did not bring them into the bedroom, but brought them all the way to the center of the Eternal Garden, under the canopy of the world tree Yggdrasil.
Taking a step forward, the three of them walked into the space inside the World Tree together.
Due to the arrival of Ragnarok and the continuous burning, the entire interior of the tree canopy was charred black, without a trace of life.
Thor had a bad feeling in his heart and was about to ask.
However, the cold light of Gungnir, the Eternal Spear, pierced through the darkness, pierced through Loen's abdomen, and nailed him into the charred tree canopy.
Thor was startled, and when he realized what was happening, his expression changed immediately. He stopped in front of Odin and asked:
"Father God, what are you doing?"
"Save you, save Asa."
Odin answered in a deep voice, his one eye full of calmness and coldness.
At the same time, golden-red divine blood gushed out from the wound in Loen's abdomen and seeped into the cracks in the dry trunk of the World Tree. The originally lifeless tree crown suddenly burst into brilliant golden flames.
This light and warmth is ten times better than before.
Following his father's gaze, Thor suddenly discovered that his white hair was gradually turning back into a vibrant golden color, and the accumulated fatigue in his body was swept away.
At this moment, he finally understood his father Odin's intention:
"You want to gather all the flames of the nine realms to Asgard?"
"That's right. Only in this way can the gods stop aging and you can live longer."
"What about the lives in other realms? Without the flames to dispel the eternal night and the black tide, what will they do?"
"It's none of my business."
"What about Loki? He is your blood brother. Do you want him to bleed to death?"
“It’s a necessary sacrifice.”
Odin replied indifferently, firmly and resolutely.
Looking at that expressionless face, Thor roared in disbelief:
"Crazy! You are absolutely crazy!"
"I do all this for Asa."
"If the continuation of Ashar is to be built on betrayal and lies, then it is better to be destroyed as soon as possible! If our lives have to be fed by the blood of friends and relatives, then I would rather die!"
Thor retorted angrily, then walked straight towards the tree canopy, reached out to pull out the Spear of Eternity from the tree and free Lorne.
However, the sudden chill in his abdomen instantly drained all his strength.
Thor lowered his head in astonishment, and saw a sharp sword made of black mud piercing through his abdomen, rapidly eroding his divinity and godhood.
——Dark Ether!
"puff!"
The sharp blade was pulled out, and Thor fell to his knees. The dark ether under his feet, which had accumulated into a quagmire at some point, spread out countless hyphae and instantly enveloped him.
Odin wiped the blood off the sword and muttered to himself:
"Everything I do is for the continuation of Asa..."
"For the continuation of Asa..."
A dry voice echoed in the treetops, and Thor stood up again from the mire, red and black divine patterns all over his body, and his eyes were dark.
"Go, call your brothers and sisters here. There are some things I need to discuss with them here."
Thor nodded, the darkness in his eyes disappeared, and then he stepped out of the realm of the World Tree and walked towards the temple of the gods in Asgard.
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A few days later, the major races stationed in the atrium suddenly discovered a horrible reality.
The fire is out!
To be precise, the flame that originally illuminated the elves, humans, dwarves, Vanaheim, and the four major kingdoms was extinguished.
The entire World Tree was completely motionless, with only the charred remains left after the flames were extinguished.
The only light gathered at the top of the tree canopy, becoming the last ray of light, the last ray of unreachable hope.
Only the gods of Asgard are lucky enough to bathe in this light.
On the ground, there was no sunlight and no fire, and there was no force that could stop the spread of [Eternal Night] and [Black Tide].
In the biting cold of Fimbulwinter, the order maintained by elves, humans, dwarves, giants, Valkyries and other living beings completely collapsed. There was suspicion and conflict between lives, and chaos and malice dominated the world.
In order to compete for the increasingly scarce survival resources, creatures of various races fell into madness and killed each other. Magic beasts in the wilderness rushed into the settlements of various races to hunt. Ancient giants infected by black mud crossed the iron forest and wantonly spread the poisonous water in their bodies...
Everything is sliding towards final destruction.
(End of this chapter)
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