Chapter 438 The Battle of Omniscience and Almighty (12)
Nibelungen, the Great Underworld, Helm or Helleru...
This pale land with only coldness and deathly silence is the destination of all dead souls. It is the lowest layer of the World Tree and the strongest foundation stone supporting the life cycle of the nine kingdoms.
It was born with the void, and began to exist when the almighty Orlaug planted the World Tree. For a long time, countless undead souls slept in it. It is not only a sweet tomb for all living people, even gods, after death
They will also sink here, and their souls will completely fall into the kingdom of Heim and become one of the dead.
On the frozen soil, the nails and hair of the dead form dry rivers, trees and mountains. Spiritual bodies are everywhere here, and the withered sky is filled with cries and murmurs all year round... The dead are born and die here day after day.
The pain and torture day after day, because they are the permanent residents of the Great Hell, this never-ending cycle has continued for hundreds of millions of years, until the final end of all things, the Great Hell promised by Orlaug himself
When destruction comes, their souls may be completely freed.
The Geol River, the Iron Tree Forest, the Hwagmir Spring, the Slide River...
The sound of the Queen of the Underworld driving the carriage alarmed countless dead souls on the pale earth. The undead paid tribute to the black shadow in the sky. Even the lost ancient gods also leaned slightly to show their apparent surrender.
These ancient gods either died in battles with giants, or died in adventures, or wars between other pantheons... But in any case, their souls have been exiled to this cold country of death, and the power of the gods makes
They still maintain their nobility in the Great Hell, but it is difficult for them to return to the bright world where the living live.
For the owner of this great hell, even if he is only the nominal controller, these arrogant ancient gods have no choice but to lower their heads and show goodwill to him.
The black carriage quickly disappeared into the distant mountains, and the undead and ancient gods dispersed one after another, continuing to fall into a deep sleep without any sound.
Deadly silence, cold...
This is the eternal theme of the Great Hell or the underworld of Helm, and it will continue like this forever, until the fateful Ragnarok arrives and destroys everything.
At that time.
Even the kingdom of Heim, which means death itself, will not be spared and will fall into deeper death...
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"First, mankind faces three Fimbul winters, the winter of wind, the winter of swords, and the winter of wolves, which will become the precursor of Ragnarok. The rooster crows on the top of the world tree, and the black dragon Nidhogg hollows out the roots of the tree. Then
Sin spreads like a plague. All enchanted chains and curses are gone."
In the black carriage, a low and loud voice was describing the ultimate fate of the Nordic world:
"Monsters in the sea and caves are freed from their shackles, and even giants join the battle...
"Frey fought Surtur with antlers, Tyr and Garm died together, Thor and Odin died one by one, I was beheaded by Heimdall, and the corpses of gods and giant monsters filled the nine kingdoms.
...The doomsday disaster has arrived, and even time no longer exists, because this is the fate promised by the almighty Orlaug himself, and no god or giant can be spared."
"The world sank in the sea, and all that could be seen were huge waves. There was only a great dead silence and withered darkness left in the universe."
"Everything born in the water will disappear in the water."
"It is a sleep and coma sweeter than death. Everything no longer wakes up, just like they never woke up..."
In perhaps not too distant a future.
The world supported by branches and springs will eventually disappear. It was born from the hand of the Creator, and at the same time of birth, the fate of final destruction was predicted by the Almighty Creator himself.
The end of destiny is emptiness——
For the gods of the Nordic world, they are well aware of their destiny, but are sadly helpless.
Everything born from the water will all disappear in the water... This is the original blessing of the Almighty Creator to the new world, but it is also the fate of the new world's ultimate destruction.
"Jörmungandr and Fenrir were expelled to other divine universes long ago. The skull of the black dragon Nidhogg is still hanging at the gate of Asa Garden. The Rainbow Bridge destroyed almost half of the frost giants.
Ermir was even killed by Thor with a magic hammer. Father, I can’t understand..."
In the black carriage, Hela frowned:
"Hodr and Surtur were forced to make an oath to the world. In order to stay away from death, Baldr even became the charioteer of Jehovah. Half of the destroyers of the world order and enemies of the gods were killed, and the other
Half choose to surrender.
"That god-king is trying his best to win you over and make your seat only under his seat. I also got the complete kingdom of Heim."
"Even if this is the case, are you still uneasy and fearful of the arrival of the twilight moment?"
Jormungandr and Fenrir were defeated by the gods and exiled to the Greek world; Hodr and Surtur were forced to make an oath; and Nidhogg, the black dragon who was prophesied to eat the roots of the world tree, was
Odin personally took action and killed it with the Spear of Eternity. Its skull still hangs in front of the gate of Asa Circle, symbolizing the power of the gods.
Odin used his iron fist to completely cleanse the nine kingdoms, and all the prophesied threats were either killed or exiled.
When the gods in their heyday unite, all creations on earth, sky, and sea will tremble and surrender at their feet, afraid to speak out!
"Destiny is not a bird in a cage. It cannot be tamed or raised."
In response to the question, there was only a low and calm mocking voice, full of cold self-deprecation, and seemed to be mixed with a bit of inexplicable despair:
"Don't be naive. If it is really useful, what are Brachi and Thor doing now? What does Almighty Godhead mean to them? What a joke!"
From birth to death, everything is clearly engraved at the end of time.
Insects are afraid of their future and use colors and tentacles to disguise their power, but in the face of higher-level predators, this may be a little entertainment before eating.
For the Almighty Creator, even the gods who claim to do whatever they want.
Between the bugs...
What's the difference?
"Come forward..."
The sneer in Hela's mind suddenly fell silent. After a while, it sounded coldly again: "Now, I want to see you!"
The carriage flew down from the end of the pale land, and in front of the palace named, which was built in half with gold and bronze, Hela fell into rare silence, with half of her ferocious face full of indifference.
"Everything born from the water will disappear in the water..."
She murmured to herself, then walked through the tall statue of the god standing in front of her and walked into it with a sigh.
The gauze is like the burnt black hair of the dead, and the undead serving in the palace are like lead clouds floating on the river, as dense as bees... Hela walked into the depths of the palace in silence, and half-kneeled in front of a huge throne.
He saluted and bent down.
"Long time no see." She said to the handsome and evil god in fiery red robes who was leaning on the hill-like throne: "My father."
Shapeshifter, magician, treacherous god, liar, skywalker, traveler, wisdom and trickery, or... the void god of wisdom!
On the throne, the infamous evil god tapped the armrest lightly, not paying attention. He just stared into the distance, and then the corners of his lips curled up little by little.
In that distant field of vision, the four swords were knocked down one by one. The big blue hands and the thunder and lightning were entangled with each other, impacting, but jointly holding the figure in the white light.
That's the ending.
The dust has also settled.
"Hela, let me borrow something from you."
Without looking at the dying struggle scene, the evil god on the throne suddenly turned around with a sneer and opened his arms to the astonished goddess:
"Please give me half of the soul of the Gior River."
"soul?"
Loki gently opened his hand, and a small white ball of light flew out from his palm and landed slowly.
It seemed to be a miniature universe, but at the same time it was so infinite that it was incredible. It seemed that it could completely accommodate the nine kingdoms. It was rough but sophisticated, weird and incredible.
"……This is?"
"Aren't you curious? How can a mortal complete the road to becoming a god, and how can he receive the blessings of Almighty God?"
Before he could be stunned by what was in the ball of light, a wanton low laugh sounded from behind him. Loki twisted his arms, revealing an inexplicable sense of weirdness that made people shudder:
