A figure wearing a gray coat walked through the muddy garden, and the clear spring water flowed along the fingertips, spreading like drizzle in every corner of the garden.
The breeze gradually picked up, blowing the messy blond hair, and Brachi stood on the dry soil, looking back into the distance.
Under the low clouds, waves of faint roaring sounds came from the distance. The rotten wooden house made a slight creaking sound as the earth trembled, as if it was about to collapse soon.
Brachi withdrew his gaze, glanced at the wooden house in front of him, and sighed:
"This house should be renovated..."
"There is such a commotion outside, and you are still watering these flowers? Aren't you curious?" Urd, the goddess of the "past" on the blue stone road, said in confusion.
"What are you curious about?"
"The situation in Asgard."
"I'm not interested." Brachi shook his head and continued tapping his fingertips in the air. Every time he waved his fingertips, a stream of spring water turned into rain, nourishing all corners of the soil.
Wearing a simple gray coat, he stood there, like a quiet conductor, sowing the seeds of life on the dead earth.
"Whether it's Loki or Thor, it has nothing to do with me whether they win.
I just hope that when my wife comes back, this garden will be restored to its original appearance... She will be very sad to see the garden we built together end up in this miserable state."
Brachi's eyes were full of tenderness.
The goddess Urd of the "past" looked at Brachi who was concentrating on watering the water, with a somewhat complicated expression.
"Brother Brachi! Can I plant flowers with you?" Shikoti, the "future" goddess with two colorful braids, brought a pack of scaly chrysanthemum seeds from nowhere and ran to Brachi.
, tilted his head and asked.
Brachi smiled slightly and reached out to touch her head: "Of course."
Shikodi cheered, and ran excitedly on the ground holding the seeds of the chrysanthemum. She grabbed a handful of flower seeds with her little hands, and swayed them to the sky from time to time, full of vitality.
Brachi guided the water flow and irrigated the soil of seeds sprinkled by Shikoti in turn, and a looming rainbow floated over the wooden house.
Whistle, rustle——
Subtle sounds came from the soil, and green buds broke through the soil surface, like hope emerging from the soil, growing one after another among the ruins...
Brachi was stunned for a moment, and then his eyes widened in disbelief.
"It's sprouted? How is it possible..."
"This child is in charge of the law of accelerating time." The goddess Urd of the "past" looked at the scene of Shikodi laughing and running, with a doting smile on her lips, "With her here, this garden of yours
, I’m afraid it won’t take an hour to fully bloom.”
"Great, great!!" Brachi clapped his hands repeatedly, his joy palpable.
He seemed to have thought of something, and turned to look at Urd again, "By the way, where is Verdante?"
"She is looking at Asgard." Urd said calmly, "It seems that the God of Great Xia has broken in... We three goddesses never intervened in the civil war in Northern Europe, but if there is an invasion by a foreign enemy, she will not sit back and watch.
No matter."
God of Great Xia?
Upon hearing these three words, the figure of Sun Wukong suddenly appeared in Brachi's mind.
I don’t know, did the monkey come here?
"What about you? Why don't you go?"
"I want to be here...to protect you." Urd said calmly.
It was said to be protection, but in fact it was personal surveillance. Shikodi predicted that Brachi would become the source of Ragnarok. Even though they had taken action to try to delay the arrival of Ragnarok, even so, it was still not perfect.
Therefore, Urd took the initiative to stay and watch Brachi to prevent him from making some unplanned moves... As for Shikodi, she was a child with little fighting ability, so she naturally had to stay with Urd.
Brachi nodded and didn't say anything more. He just followed Shikodi and kept watering the seeds in the soil.
In Shikodi's silver bell-like laughter, this dead land gradually glowed with new life.
…
boom--!
Fenrir fiercely bit into nothingness, instantly tearing the shoulder of a dwarf god in front of him into a bloody mist.
The roaring divine powers collided with each other, causing the surrounding temples to collapse one after another. Dust mixed with bright red blood mist flew up, and a girl wearing a blood-stained black windbreaker stood on the back of the demon wolf and galloped out.
Behind her, several figures followed one after another. This team of more than ten people was like a sharp sword, pointing directly at the center of Asgard!
Even though gods kept coming to stop them, the main force of the gods scattered in Asgard had already been defeated in the battle at the Rainbow Bridge. These gods who came from other places had no one to lead them, and they were like a plate of scattered sand.
This group of extremely vicious criminals cannot pose much of a threat at all.
"Pangpang, are your injuries okay?"
Lin Qiye rode the somersault cloud and looked at Baili Pangpang behind him, who was holding his waist and moaning, and asked worriedly.
"It's okay, I was just scratched a little by the gun." Before Baili Pangpang could answer, An Qingyu, who was bandaging him, said, "I have mastered several new healing forbidden ruins, which can cure him.
...It just might hurt a little bit.”
As soon as he finished speaking, Baili Pangpang let out a scream.
"Hehehehehehe..." Cao Yuan's silly smile sounded at the right time.
Lin Qiye was about to say something more when he glanced at the sky from the corner of his eye and his pupils suddenly shrank!
Without thinking, he kicked away the giggling Cao Yuan. At the same time, he dispersed the somersault cloud under his feet. He twisted half a circle in mid-air and retreated to the side and back in a weird posture!
Almost at the same time that Lin Qiye moved, An Qingyu's eyes also flashed with grayness. He grabbed Baili's fat shoulder and flew hundreds of meters to the side like a thunderous giant, leaving only
Afterimages stagnated in the air and were torn apart by a brown gun shadow falling from the sky!
The brown gun shadow passed by Lin Qiye ten meters away. The curling divine light instantly cut a deep wound on his back. If his speed had been slower, I am afraid that his whole body would have been burned.
Tear into pieces.
At the critical moment, Lin Qiye also saw the entire image of the brown gun.
This is a spear carved from a tree branch.
The tree branch spear flew across the sky like thunder, reducing the temple below to ruins. A figure wearing a green robe appeared on the ground out of thin air, and slowly pulled out the tree branch spear.
He narrowed his eyes slightly and stared at Lin Qiye in the sky, seeming a little surprised.
Lin Qiye recognized this man. Just this morning, they were acting together...