There are many secrets hidden in this world.
Some of them should not be interpreted, nor should they be disclosed.
Mad men like Naui also know that before they die, they must preserve the terrifying secrets intact and wait for a comeback one day. This is a secret that makes the madmen feel scared.
Well, if you include the Titans sealed on the other side of this base, then they are two secrets.
In short, when the Naui base in Antarctica was sealed until now in 1942, these two secrets were covered up by them for a full 71 years. Unfortunately, they were finally exposed.
Is this good or bad again?
No one knows it, at least now, no one knows it.
Merlin opened the final secret room of the Naui base. Amid the heavy sound of steel interlacing, a cold and cold breath came towards him, just like a dusty ice reservoir was opened.
The air in the space that had been closed for 71 years was not very pleasant. The windbreaker behind Meilin was blown and blew. He reached out and pointed a little on the pendant on his chest, and the light blue breathing mask was put on his face.
In front of him, the entire cylindrical chamber was covered with ice chips. The shiny ice cubes seemed to have their own consciousness, and they were like some kind of plant growing freely in this closed space.
The ice cubes spread all over every inch of the earth made the room look like a crystal palace.
But no matter how beautiful the scene is, it cannot cover up what is really important in this room.
There is actually only one thing in this cylindrical chamber.
A war hammer.
A warhammer set on a white boulder, or a solid-colored ice cube.
Its shape is simple and looks like a classical two-handed warhammer, but it can be held with one hand. A circle of Lun runes is engraved on the golden handle, and at the connection between the handle and the hammer head, there is a golden handguard like a sword hilt.
Its hammer head is heavy and huge, with a black six-sided trapezoid, looking like some kind of dense metal cast, with the top and the other side embellished with gold metal.
It is not luxurious. At least compared with the legendary Mjolnir, it is very simple. It is fixed obliquely on the white ice cube, and the entire hammer head is wrapped in ice.
It looks ordinary.
But that's just the nonsense of ordinary people.
In front of Merlin, Icarus' lenses showed the energy reading of the warhammer. The hidden power made Icarus' energy detector unable to withstand it. Those terrifying forces did not overflow, but were wrapped tightly around the surface of the warhammer like a layer of barriers.
Meilin couldn't help but take off his glasses. He turned on his long-lasting spiritual vision. In the spiritual vision, the magic light emitted by the ordinary war hammer was like a purple sun, almost blinding Meilin's eyes.
"A strange thing"
Merlin rubbed her eyes and put on Icarus again, he said:
"Apart from the universe cube, this is the first time I have seen such dazzling magic power gathered on one item. Is this something that Naui calls from the other side, enough to make them conquer the world?"
Merlin walked around the ice-covered warhammer. He saw the Lun runes engraved on the hammer handle. He pushed his glasses and looked at the runes carefully.
In Icarus' lenses, the interpretation of this sentence is being carried out quickly. Thanks to the old man Sir Randolph's re-translation of Nordic myths, Merlin can also use the power of technology to understand these complex and cumbersome Asgardian words.
"Only the true venerable can wield the Scarty Warhammer."
Meilin read the words interpreted on the lens, and he looked at the hammer head again. There was also a line of text on the gold decoration of the hammer head.
The meaning of that sentence is:
"Touching it is touching the origin of fear."
"Well, this is not a weapon that Asgard heroes will use."
Merlin rubbed his chin, and he looked at the quaint warhammer in front of him, and he whispered:
"Randolph told me that the Asgardians had the habit of inscribed runes on weapons, but they mostly praised courage and strength, but fear, it seemed a bit strange to praise fear."
"Maybe I can try to hold it?"
A thought quickly arose in Melin's heart. The moment it appeared, it expanded at an unimaginable speed, making Melin unable to help but reach out and hold the golden hammer handle of the warhammer in front of him.
But the moment before his fingers touched the hammer handle, the windbreaker behind Merlin suddenly rolled up, and the activated symbiosis Oberwufu made a sharp hissing sound, awakening him from that strange state, and he took a step back vigilantly.
"wrong!"
"This thing is tempting me!"
Merlin narrowed his eyes, and he reached out and patted the sleeve of the windbreaker, and he said:
"Thank you, little guy."
"Thank you, Mr. Nar."
He looked at the still silent Scarty Warhammer again, this time, a little more scrutiny was added to his eyes.
The ability to tempt Merlin's soul through the magic of the Three Palaces proves that the weapon in front of him is not unusual. Its caster may not be as powerful as Mr.lin, but there is no doubt that Merlin cannot fight against it at present.
But the fact that this thing can be stored by the Naui for 71 years proves that it does not have intelligence itself. It is a weapon and it requires a master to exert its true power.
This thing is like a Taoist symbol.
A Taoist sign used to transmit power and will, relying on Merlin's research on mystics and black magic, he was sure that behind this warhammer there was a hidden manipulator.
Maybe it was sealed like the god of the abyss.
Maybe it was dead, only a wisp of residual soul was left.
But no matter which possibility it is, rash contact with this thing is not a good choice.
Merlin has suffered enough in this kind of thing.
He rubbed his forehead, recalling the memories he had found in the mind of the naui fanatic before, and he whispered:
"The Red Skull Schmidt and the Head of State himself tried to use this warhammer, but neither Schmidt nor Hitler himself could lift it or even pry it. That is, it was looking for, or waiting for, a specific user."
"Maybe it is people who meet certain characteristics. The source of fear refers to those who can bring fear to others?"
"Well, it sounds like a dangerous thing."
Merlin breathed a sigh of relief, and he continued to browse the memories of the occult experts of the Natule Society.
He saw a cruel ceremony in February 1942 in the mountains of southern Germany, where three people with blue skin were tied to crosses and in the beating dim light, they were peeled off in a cruel ceremony.
Merlin recognized the three people who had sharp ears like elfs and skin with fine fish scales. These were Atlantis from the bottom of the sea.
The members of the Tule community, like butchers, made the cover of a book with the skins of humans still stained with blood. They are sacrifices, and these three Atlantis are sacrifices, offerings dedicated to a god on the other side.
Looking closely, every page of the book in the blue human skin is also made of human skin, and the complex words grow on those human skins like natural birthmarks.
Hell, the book of skeletons produced by these guys alone is at least costing the lives of dozens or even hundreds of people.
On that crazy rainy night, the high priest of the Tule community recited the symbol of the Book of Skeletons, and a purple lightning bolt ran through the sky, bringing the mad naui the weapon they longed for victory.
However, the weapon did not fall into their hands, but fell into the depths of Antarctica.
At this point, Merlin finally figured out the origins and outs of this warhammer.
He thought for a while, took out the pink wooden door from his pocket, then inserted the key into it, and opened the door. Xuanlan, the butler in the mysterious house, soon appeared beside the door. She habitually said hello to Meilin:
"Hello, Master Merlin, did you summon me to Scarty Warhammer? How could it be here?"
Xuanlan's eyes were soon attracted by the golden and black war hammer that was prevented in the center of the secret room. Judging from Xuanlan's tone, she seemed to know this thing.
Merlin asked:
"Do you know where it comes from? Lan."
"Yes I know."
Xuan Lan was silent for a moment, and she said to Meilin:
"This is the creation of the Asgard gods. Its forgeor has died and at least lost its power. It is a long-standing story."
"Master Merlin, the advice I can give you is that the farther away from this warhammer, the better it is a symbol of unknown things. Holding it rashly will only attract hostility from the entire Asgard, especially the petty Odin."
"If the King of Gods knew that Scarty's Warhammer was taken into your pocket, my master, your peaceful life will be over."
Xuanlan's warning made Meilin hesitate for a moment.
He looked back at the thing, and after a moment, he said:
"Lan, is this thing powerful?"
"Master Merlin, have you heard of Mjolnir?"
Xuanlan did not answer this question positively, she described it from another perspective:
"People who hold the Thunder Hammer will have the authority to manipulate thunder and lightning. If they can understand the origin of the divine power attached to Mjolnir, they can get the real God-like blessing of Skati Warhammer. It can be regarded as the evil version of Mjolnir, but unlike the Thunder Hammer, which symbolizes the power of thunder and lightning, this warhammer named after the goddess of winter in Nordic mythology symbolizes the power of fear."
Xuanlan said to Meilin:
"Although one is as anxious as the sun, and the other is as dark as the underworld, the power of the two is the same level and represents one of the existence powers of the nine kingdoms."
"That is, this thing is very powerful."
Merlin closed his eyes, rubbed his forehead, and said:
"If the Three Palaces come to the human world"
"Yes, master, you can easily kill an extraterritorial evil god who came to the world with the Scarty warhammer."
Xuanlan guessed what Meilin wanted to say, and she persuaded her without saying anything:
"But you will lose yourself as a result, and I don't recommend you to do so."
"Which one is better than Setorac's crimson ruby?"
Merlin asked again.
Xuanlan didn't hesitate much this time, she said bluntly:
"Setorac's deep ruby ​​is more valuable and dangerous, and compared to it, Scarty's Warhammer seems unworthy."
"Um."
Merlin nodded, he stroked the sleeve of the black windbreaker on his body, and he asked again:
"Lan, you are a spirit, then do you know Nar? It calls itself the God of the Abyss."
"Nar has disappeared in the era when I was born."
Xuan Lan said truthfully:
"But I have heard from some 'predecessors' stories about the gods of the abyss. It is a real abyss creature. Its existence is as weird as the ancient evil gods. It is one of the ancient lives born among the stars."
"very good."
Merlin nodded and said:
"So which one is more dangerous, the consciousness attached to this Skati warhammer or the remnant of the god of the abyss, Naal?"
"Of course it's Nar."
Xuanlan didn't know why Meilin asked these two questions, but she still explained very seriously:
"Nar had slaughtered the gods among the stars. When it disappeared, the Black Death Sword that remained among the stars was still causing terrifying turmoil after turmoil. As far as I know, the owner of Scarty's Warhammer does not have such ability."
"oh"
Merlin's expression calmed down. He looked at the Scarty Warhammer in front of him, and he said playfully:
"It is not as good as Nar, nor as Sitorak, and even worse than the Three Palaces, so it is not a problem for me. The only thing that can be called trouble is that the Red Skull seems to have left behind a book of Skeletons, which records the location and secrets of this warhammer, and I don't know which Hydra that book fell into the hands of."
"But seriously, I'm looking forward to that lucky guy coming to find it, and that will allow me to reap a Hydra's, unforgivable soul again!"
Meilin bounced his finger and said to Xuanlan:
“Put it into the storage room of the mysterious house.”
"Just put it with Setorac's ruby, it's my latest collection. Well, that exhibition stand is still empty now, and it seems that we have to look for more things."
He stroked the sleeves of the black windbreaker and said softly:
"I'm already in trouble"
Chapter completed!