Chapter 597 Do you understand the value of the War God Mountain Top Card?
In fact, Odin never thought about joining the Norse god of origin from the beginning.
Because the reason is simple:
He's a bad guy, not a stupid guy.
Outsiders can question his character, but they cannot doubt his IQ.
After experiencing many hardships and disasters, Odin knew what kind of character and intentions Orlaug had.
——The other party regards the whole of Northern Europe as pasture and all life as sheep;
——Once the grass is dry and the sheep are fat, all things in the world will be placed on the altar and become sacrifices for him to ascend to a higher throne.
Even if he gave up his limited moral bottom line and followed this God of Origin to the end, he and the Aesir would be abandoned sooner or later and become a stepping stone.
Therefore, after hearing the voice in his head, Odin pretended to agree with it while trying every means to inform his blood brother and the three goddesses of Norn of the situation.
Finally, they used the World Tree as a medium to complete the secret communication and formulated the current strategy:
Since the lifeline of Northern Europe has been cut off and [Ragnarok] is inevitable, then we might as well just go with the flow and let this [result] come.
They just took this opportunity to break the old and establish the new, to erase Orlaug's influence on the entire Nordic world and all life, and through this destined [sacrifice], to create a new god who will continue the lifeblood of the Nordic world and represent the will of life in the Nine Realms!
——This is the "grand death" that Loen mentioned.
Of course, it was not easy to achieve this result under Orlaug's nose.
First of all, secretly changing the object of sacrifice and making all the lives in the Nine Realms willingly die are two huge challenges.
After all, after experiencing the major events of [Expedition to the Celtics], [Fighting the Black Tide] and [Forcing Back the Eternal Night], the nine nations have successfully put aside their differences and united as never before.
Even if Loen gave the order personally, the nine kingdoms might not be willing to take up the butcher knife and target their former partners.
Therefore, this requires a person of sufficient weight to play the role of a rebel, stir up civil strife in the nine kingdoms, and blow the horn of Ragnarok.
Unfortunately, as the only two gods at the time, coupled with his usually bad character and the fact that Orlaug took the initiative to approach him, Odin was undoubtedly the popular choice.
So, he naturally betrayed and stabbed Lorne hard, thus becoming the top bad guy who stabbed his brother in the back and tried to steal the [Flame] to prolong the life of the Aesir.
But everyone forgot one thing.
——Creating the world requires magnificent sacrifices, and so does controlling the world!
In the past, in order to spy on the secrets of Rune and obtain the divine power to rule the world, Odin once sacrificed to the World Tree by hanging himself upside down and mutilating himself.
And Gungnir, the Eternal Spear, was the torture instrument used in that sacrifice.
Therefore, Lorne was skewered into bacon by Gungnir and nailed inside the World Tree as a sacrifice.
On the one hand, he used this opportunity to erase the mark of the God-King that Odin had left in the World Tree and the influence of Orlaug, and completely gained control of the Nordic world.
On the other hand, he also became the core of the struggle for life among all the nine kingdoms. All the sacrifices and deaths in Ragnarok revolved around his [flame].
At this point, the objects of sacrifice in the entire Nordic world were secretly changed, and the first problem was perfectly solved.
In order to solve the second problem and gain the trust of Orlaug, Odin took the initiative to accept the erosion of the dark ether on the eve of the action.
However, neither of them could be sure whether Odin would change his original idea and become Orlaug's puppet after being eroded by the Dark Aether.
Therefore, someone must be responsible for finishing it.
To be on the safe side, before attending the banquet, Lorne entrusted his beloved disciple Vivian, who was not included in the Nordic fate records, to deliver a letter to another student Hela.
The letter was simple, but the content was terrifying
——Destroy the Nine Realms and kill Odin!
On the surface, this is not a good job. You may become the target of public criticism and lose your life.
Therefore, Lorne gave Hela two choices:
You can do it or not.
If he refused, Lorne had another person to celebrate the birthdays of Odin and himself, and that was his filial daughter Holo in Midgard.
In the original Norse mythology, the god-king Odin died together with the giant wolf Fenrir.
However, considering the relationship between master and disciple, Loen wanted to give Hela a chance:
Hela must bear some responsibility for Frigga's death.
This matter could not be hidden from him as a teacher, nor from Odin as a father.
To be fair, it is absolutely impossible for Odin to say that he does not hate Hela since his wife and son both died because of Hela.
If it weren't for the advent of [Eternal Night] and [Black Tide], and the chaos in the Nine Realms, Odin might have turned good and rushed into the underworld to fight his own daughter to the death.
Similarly, it is impossible for Hela to have no resentment after being imprisoned for a thousand years because of the scheme of her biological father. Otherwise, she would not have allowed the Frost Giant King Laofey to sneak into Asgard because of a momentary thought.
Since both father and daughter dislike each other, they might as well have a life-and-death game.
Everyone should take revenge when they have a grudge, and vent the resentment they have towards each other for thousands of years.
This time, Hela did not let him down after all. She sacrificed herself and her biological father Odin to death. She also detonated the entire Norse Age of Gods and dragged all the creatures of the Nine Realms to complete the final sacrifice.
And when the kingdom collapsed and the world burned, this great trick came to a perfect end, not only deceiving the majority of people in Northern Europe, but also successfully deceiving [Fate].
The [Ember] that was born from the ashes of the world not only did not recognize Orlaug, the orthodox Norse god of origin, but instead became a possession of the outsider Lorne.
Then, it’s time to settle the accounts.
Loen pulled out the flaming sword from the magic array, spat at the time giant in the chaotic sea, and asked the people behind him:
"The culprit is right in front of us, what do you say?"
"Fuck this son of a bitch!!!"
The answers from the Nordic people were straightforward and rough, with a kind of beauty that came straight from their hearts, fully displaying the traditional Nordic culture.
At the same time, the Æsir gods led by Odin, the Vanir gods led by Freya, the three tribes of humans, dwarves and elves led by Holo, the three giant tribes led by Skadi, and the Legion of the Dead led by Hela successively attacked the majestic figure that was more than ten thousand feet tall on the Sea of Chaos.
"The enemy must be destroyed - Gungnir!"
"Death is coming - Helheim!"
"Thunderous and invincible—Mjolnir!"
“…”
The colorful divine power, the densely packed light-shaped javelins, and tens of thousands of rune bullets whizzed forward and smashed towards Orlaug like a meteor shower.
“BOOM BOOM BOOM BOOM!”
Along with the continuous explosions, Orlaug's body shook violently, and large pieces of silver-gray stardust fell off his body.
However, this level of injury was only a superficial wound to a God of Origin, and it couldn't even stop him.
On the contrary, Orlaug simply waved his hand, and the space-time within a hundred miles collapsed instantly. Tens of thousands of elves, humans, gods, and giants turned into scattered starlight.
"Synchronize, deploy——Sky Spear Light Wheel!"
"Bad robbery, burn out--Grammer!"
"The original rune, the wisdom of the great god - the eternal blizzard!"
“…”
Death did not serve as an effective deterrent, but instead provoked more resistance.
But the gap in strength seemed like an insurmountable chasm. The attacks of the Nordic people could only scrape off layers of stardust from Orlaug's body and were of no use anymore.
Such a scene reminded Luo En of a long-standing health care program in China - Gua Sha.
"What a noise!"
Finally, the somewhat impatient Orlaug directly activated his power as the God of Origin. The surrounding area was instantly filled with time and space faults. A terrifying time and space storm swept across, annihilating all the rebels on the field.
At this moment, the three goddesses of Norn, who had gone offline in obscurity following Lorn's orders, appeared in the golden flames, breaking the dead silence on the battlefield:
"Heirs of the Nordic countries, how can death be the end for us? I grant you the power to burn once again, take back our common future, and let justice control the wheel of fate!"
The three goddesses of Norn picked up their pens, dipped them in flames, and splashed them on the battlefield.
One after another, the dead figures were reborn in the flames, maintaining high morale and staring at the time giant in front of them.
The three goddesses of Norn unfolded the great music and carved two lines of fate's final words:
"——Burn the enemy at the beginning and burn yourself at the end!"
"——After dusk, new buds will grow!"
In an instant, all the Nordic people were blessed.
In this battle of origin that determines the future, they are the weak ones and have no right to fight.
But as a member of the Nordic world, they have the power to make choices and speak for themselves:
"——After dusk, new sprouts will grow!!!"
Billions of responses came from behind the three goddesses of Lorne and Norn.
Like old people, like children, like girls, like young people...
There are dwarves, humans, giants, gods...
The voice of one person is the voice of millions.
Those creatures from the Nine Realms who once chased after [flame] and embraced [light] used their bodies as fuel, gathered flames into light, and transformed into a mighty torrent of light, which poured into Loen's body. For a moment, the aura of the new god, which was originally a [seedling], rose steadily, and in a blink of an eye, it touched the door to the origin.
Damn it!
Orlaug's face changed slightly, and he immediately attacked in anger.
The silver-gray light instantly shredded the chaotic wave that stretched for thousands of miles and headed straight for the thief who had taken away his sacrifice.
Don’t even think about it!
The three goddesses of Norn stepped forward decisively to stop him. Urd swung his iron pen into the gap between the ribs of the time giant. The divine blood that served as ink was not a simple character, but a crystallized chain of cause and effect—each line contained the "seed of yesterday" swallowed by the giant. When the last stroke was completed, the resonant magic circle burst out with the chill of the Ice Age when it was reversed, slowing down Orlaug's actions.
Belldandi waved the blooming branches, slicing open the dusk irises in the folds of the giant's skin. Every piece of flesh torn off turned into an hourglass with spiral patterns. The emerald green vines spread wildly in its body, absorbing and transforming Orlaug's divinity.
Shikoti raised the sword made of stars, stirring up the chaotic waves on the sea, transforming it into a spectacle of falling stars, and shot towards Orlaug.
Orlaug raised his hand slightly and clenched it, twisting the timeline of fate into a knot.
The long hair of the three Norn goddesses faded to ashes in an instant. What fell from the ends of their hair was not debris, but the divinity forcibly stripped away by the power of time. In the projection of the world tree behind them, the four seasons that were supposed to be in eternal circulation swayed and shattered, breaking into distorted repetitive images as they fell.
"As a hound, you actually sympathized with the lamb and started a rebellion together. You really disappoint me!"
Orlaug looked at his three "daughters" who were trying desperately to stop him, his eyes filled with darkness, and the power of time condensed in his hand turned into a stone blade engraved with the annals of the godslaying.
He swung his arm forward, and the chaotic waves that the blade shattered actually condensed into a black spindle, piercing Urd's palm in the opposite direction. What flowed out of the wound was not divine blood, but a solidified crystal of "possibility".
With every wisp of the golden "possibility" crystal that leaked out, Urd's own "existence" would weaken a bit, and his figure would gradually fade.
“The Trinity, the Three in One.”
"We are here before, here now, and here forever!"
Belldandi and Shikoti quickly chanted the words of God and together formed a three-branch rune formation to consolidate the divinity and power of their elder sister Urd, while launching a counterattack against Orlaug.
But in the face of the incomparably powerful God of Origin, the [destiny] they control is ultimately unable to shake the more ancient and long-lasting [time].
“Get lost!”
Orlaug swung the stone blade forward, and the violent explosion compressed the battlefield into a Möbius-shaped ether storm. Within each point of light were torn threads of fate.
Seeing that the surging torrent of time was about to engulf the figures of the three goddesses of Norn, Lorne, who was bathed in the stream of light, suddenly opened his eyes, raised the flaming magic sword and slashed down:
The golden flames tore through the layers of time and successfully chopped off Orlaug's chest.
The powerful fire power instantly shattered the time turbulence outside the time giant, blew through his skin, peeled off large pieces of his flesh and blood, and formed a hideous wound on his chest.
Compared with the previous [scraping] of the creatures from the Nine Realms, this attack by Loen could be described as [scraping the bones].
But, that’s all.
"Is this the hope you were looking forward to?"
Orlaug sneered and brushed his chest. The hideous scars healed in an instant under the power of time.
That backhand strike instantly detonated a chaotic wave covering tens of thousands of miles, almost annihilating Loen and the divine fire behind him.
The three goddesses of Norn couldn't help but look a little ugly when they saw this.
The Nordic world was seriously deficient in nature. Even after sacrificing all the lives of the nine kingdoms, they were still unable to let their new gods reach the height of the origin.
At present, it can only be regarded as half an origin at most. It can be evenly matched against Danu, the mother of origin who is also incomplete.
But it is undoubtedly a delusion to want to use this to overthrow Orlaug, the complete origin.
"Alright, although there are some deviations in the calculation, the waves stirred up by you ants cannot shake the long river of [time], let alone reverse the destined [fate]. This world will be reincarnated here, and all lives will become the past, laying the foundation for my divine cause together. I grant you permission to watch my death!"
Orlaug smiled grimly, opened his arms, and issued a cruel declaration to the rebels in front of him.
"The time of dusk has come, and everything is corrected here - the retrograde canal, the light year of creation!"
Silver-gray fingertips cut through the longitude and latitude of time and space, and the boiling tide of chaos collapsed into countercurrents of light bands, rising behind the God of Origin like a glowing crown. And in each light band was the silhouette of [The End of Fate]:
In different time and space and future, Lorn and the three goddesses of Norn were either pierced by swords, burned by flames, or frozen by ice...
Each one is a fatal calamity that cannot be defied.
In the blink of an eye, all the prophecies were melted into the blazing white primordial pulp of creation in the countercurrent. Billions of light bands pierced out from behind Orlaug in the form of thorns, sweeping across the sea of chaos like a paintbrush, twisting the chaotic waves along the way into boiling runes, and engraving the coordinates of the end on the absolute timeline.
Lornton, who was the first to be hit, felt his scalp tingling. He instinctively swung his sword forward and delivered a full-strength attack:
"Everything, destroyed - Levadin!"
The blazing flames erupted from the blade in a physical form, like a torch illuminating the night, and every ray of flame was condensed with the brilliant light of the stars.
“Boom!”
The sound waves like a supernova explosion collapsed into whale song in the retrograde motion, shattering the "time amber" in several light bands, shattering the inevitable death and turning it into hope for life.
Then, the divinity of fire and the power of time collided one after another, severing the oncoming streams of light. The aftermath of the explosion formed a spiral paradox on the Sea of Chaos. Half of the seawater in the range evaporated into aurora covering the galaxy, and the other half condensed into a group of monuments recording "possibilities".
But there are thousands of light strips like this one.
All resistance is but a tiny ripple in the long river of time, and is totally unable to stop the advancement of the torrent of light and the arrival of the destined death.
Seeing that Loen was about to be swallowed by the death light bands, a hoarse shout came from behind him:
"Don't even think about it!"
The guards of Asgard, the elves of Alfheim, the humans of Midgardt, the giants of Jotunheim, and the undead of Helheim all rose up, transformed into bright stars, rushed into the light belt, and detonated it.
For the last hope of the world, for the last conscience of Northern Europe.
They are willing to be moths flying into the fire, actively embracing the destined death.
Although the World Tree has collapsed and the [seedling] no longer exists, the person behind them is their [new sprout].
As long as he lives, everything is possible!
Luo En's eyes were red with anger, but he could do nothing.
Because he could not shake the fate that lay ahead, and naturally he could not stop these creatures from dying for him.
The light bands decreased and the figures disappeared one by one.
"Everyone, let us Asa go first!"
Odin, holding the Spear of Eternity in his hand, led the Aesir gods behind him forward.
"It's not your turn to show off yet!"
Hela sneered disdainfully and stepped over the father first, followed by countless undead shadows from the underworld.
"You want to rob this too?"
Holo expressed disdain in her words, but honestly rushed to the front of the team.
Seeing those familiar faces about to die, Loen could no longer bear it and rushed towards the invincible time giant with sword in hand.
If defeat is their inevitable outcome, then let the [Flame] illuminate this final journey.
However, just as the dazzling star cluster was about to collide with the dead light belt, the song-like and poetic hymn arrived at the battlefield first:
"You are the tyrant of all the defeated, and you alone bear all the wounds in this world.
You were once the thunderbolt of the sky, tearing the spine of the earth.
Cut off the turbulent flow of the Styx and throw the living into the dead water.
The flames of war were endless, setting fire to the graves on the mountains.
The tip of the spear pierced the sky, burning both day and night.
Those who are conquered will all suffer disaster, those who fight to the death will all receive glory, and those who are terrified and defeated will all become armored.
The punishment from heaven descends, and the flames of catastrophe rise high—
Stand fast to the guardianship of heaven and earth, thousands of nations will be at peace, and thousands of enemies will be defeated!
An indelible disaster has razed thousands of nations and reduced all enemies to ashes!
——Praise to my king:
The greatest conqueror, the greatest defender;
The invincible god, the holy king of all battlefields, the god of poetry and wine;
The head of the army, the father of victory, the tyrant of glory, the thunder that splits the earth and shakes the sea, the eternal fire, the guardian of Greece, the almighty Titan, the spear of nation building
-- Phanes!"
Along with the high-pitched chanting, the divine light behind Loen, which had been gradually dimming, suddenly surged.
At the same time, this sea area covered by chaotic waves was opened up and illuminated by the twinkling starlight.
At first it was just a dot, like a meteor across the sky, dragging a long and bright light.
The agile figure fell down with purpose from the highest point of the sky, or rather, from the sky that broke through the chaos.
The sky became deep and unfathomable, and then it seemed as if a sea of stars slowly emerged from the water, the light was still dim.
The next second, all the stars were lit up one after another, and they began to fall.
Countless long and bright lights exist as if burning, shining brightly and connecting into one in the boundless night sky.
Different from the retrograde canal and the light band that burns the world, it is a more magnificent and forward-looking beauty.
When the first ray of starlight fell from the sky to the sea, the loud declaration echoed in the galaxy.
"Gods, protect my king and win the victory!"
The goddess of wisdom, holding a sheepskin shield and the spear of victory, swooped down from the starry sky riding a majestic Pegasus.
Behind her, countless golden stars fell, light sand dissipated, and figures dressed in blue, silver, and gold robes emerged, and barriers, rituals, and fields unfolded calmly.
Thousands of Pegasus knights holding javelins also stepped out of the starlight, surrounded their goddess and launched a charge.
Tens of thousands of time bands were violently torn apart, disintegrating into tiny specks of light dust:
"You are the Silver Rapid Shooter!"
"You are the gold that pierces the stars!"
"You are the disordered lust!"
"You are the fruit of your hard work!"
"You are the roar of the deep sea!"
"You are the Death of Requiem!"
“…”
The solemn chanting sounded one after another, and the blooming divinity and power intertwined to form a meteor shower that broke through the chaos, which made Orlaug stumble back for a moment, looking embarrassed.
The Norse gods, who were prepared to die heroically, were shocked when they saw this.
(End of this chapter)
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