Continuous stone steps extend upward from the ground, like a long ladder to the sky, reaching into the clouds.
At the end of the stone steps, at the top of Asgard, a magnificent temple stands tall. Standing in front of the temple and looking down, you can have a panoramic view of the entire Kingdom of God.
This temple can only be inhabited by the god kings of the past generations, and its last owner was Odin.
Thor stood in front of the temple door, staring at the chaotic battlefield at the foot of the mountain. His golden curly hair was blowing in the breeze among the clouds, and his cloak was like a bright red in the holy hall, which was extremely dazzling.
"Thor...can they hold on?"
Sif gently hugged Thor's waist from behind and asked worriedly.
"Okay." Thor said firmly, "Even if the successive troubles have caused heavy losses to the gods, Asgard is the top kingdom of gods in the world after all, and it will not collapse so easily... Now that I have inherited the position of God King, all the gods
If their hearts are united, sooner or later they will be buried under my Nordic gods."
Thor raised his fingertips, and hazy phantom lights condensed out of nothingness, like a vast ocean, floating around him.
A crystal as clear as a prism floated from the vast ocean, and under the guidance of Thor, it gradually flew towards the top of the temple.
Since he has inherited the position of God King, the origin of Asgard's Kingdom of God should naturally return to the God King's Palace with him. As the prism crystal slowly embeds itself into the depression at the top of the temple, a magnificent phantom light will follow.
The gray-blue lines gradually lit up, covering the entire temple in an instant.
In the magnificent and empty temple, the original light of the prism blooms, and the lines flowing with phantom light are like the blood of the temple, beating one after another in accordance with the frequency of the source's flashing.
After returning the origin to its original position, a small purple crystal floated from Thor's palm and floated directly towards the origin of the Kingdom of God.
This is "The Soul of Eden" brought to you by Blaki.
"Can Iden really be resurrected by being nourished by the source of the Kingdom of God?" Sif couldn't help but ask.
"I don't know, but since Brachi said so, we just need to do it." Thor shook his head, "Anyway, this will not cause any loss to Asgard."
After the amethyst melted into the original fantasy sea, Thor turned around and looked down at the battlefield below, dark purple thunder flashing deep in his eyes.
"Sif, you stay here...I'll go down and help them."
"Um."
He stretched out his hand and made a volley, and a small silver hammer flew into his hand. Just when he was about to lean down and rush down the mountain,
A sigh came from behind the two of them.
"well--"
The moment they heard this voice, Thor and Sif were startled at the same time, and their eyes shrank slightly!
Tilvila and the others have followed other gods to intercept foreign enemies. They should be the only two people in this temple of the God King!
Where did this sigh... come from?
Thor instantly clenched the handle of the silver hammer, and dense lightning burst out. He turned around and looked behind him, about to drop the hammer. The moment he saw the figure clearly, he froze on the spot.
I saw a familiar figure wearing a torn divine robe on top of the long-crumbled white shrine. I don’t know when he was already standing there. Scarlet worms were crawling crazily in his eyes. He was watching His Highness Thor Er in a complex manner.
people.
"Father?!"
Thor blurted out in shock.
The person standing in the God King's Palace is none other than Asgard's previous generation of God King, Thor's father...Odin.
Since Odin was chased by the Moral God and left, he has never appeared in Asgard again. Many Nordic gods have speculated that he should be dead or have been hunted elsewhere and will not come back here again...
...But Thor never expected that at such a critical moment, Odin would come back!
Thor stood in front of the temple door. For a moment, he didn't know what attitude to use to face Odin.
That was his father, the previous generation of God-King of Asgard, the being he once admired the most... But he also betrayed Asgard, single-handedly created the Mist Disaster, and almost destroyed the entire Northern Europe.
Once the Cthulhu Alliance.
"Thor..." Odin looked at Thor, seeming a little disappointed, "I didn't expect that you would take control of Asgard in the end... I thought it would be Loki standing here."
Upon hearing Odin's words, Thor was startled and his face looked a little ugly.
"Father, don't you believe me?" Thor frowned and said seriously, "If I become the God King, Asgard will only become more powerful! Loki's character is not suitable at all.
Be king!"
Odin shook his head and spoke slowly:
"In terms of the God King, I believe you can definitely do better than Loki, or even better than me.
Unfortunately, you got one thing wrong, Thor,
What I need is not a god-king who can lead Asgard to become more powerful...but a hand that can control the Nordic gods for me."
"...Father, I don't understand what you mean." Sol's brows frowned more and more.
Odin stared at Thor and said no more, and there was a dead silence in the God King's Palace.
A faint roar came from the bottom of the mountain,
After an unknown amount of time, Odin's deep voice sounded again:
"Thor, my dear child...are you willing to follow me and rebuild a truly existing Asgard?"
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Sword chants sounded one after another on the clouds, and in the sky, a figure broke through the clouds and fell like a meteor.
The palm of the God of War Tyr's sword trembled slightly, and dense sword wounds were all over his body. He looked extremely embarrassed. He stared at the figure flying down with the black box on his back, his eyes full of unwillingness and anger.
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Smoke and dust flew up all over the sky, and a low roar came from the earth. He rushed into the sky again, flying towards the shocking sword without fear of death!
"This guy is really tough. He was slashed seven or eight times by Senior Sword Master and he is still alive and kicking." Baili Pangpang sat on the somersault cloud covering his wounds and couldn't help but complain when he saw this scene.
Lin Qiye drove the somersault cloud seriously and said: "Among the Nordic gods, there are still many powerful gods, and their strength should not be underestimated."
Just as Lin Qiye was speaking, a stream of light passed through the sky and suddenly fell on the ground not far away.
The hazy smoke and dust dissipated, and a tall long-haired goddess slowly walked out with a spear in hand...
The moment he saw the goddess's face, Lin Qiye was slightly stunned.
"is her……?"
Cao Yuan, who had returned to normal, was adjusting his breathing on the somersault cloud. His peripheral vision glanced in the direction of the goddess, and he couldn't move his eyes away.
He opened his mouth slightly and said in surprise, "Qiye, do you know her?"
"Yes." Lin Qiye nodded, "The goddess of 'now'... Verdandy."