Greece brings evildoers

Asgard Asgard.

Odin followed the guidance in the dark, walked through the thick shade of the trees, and came to the Yggdrasil, the world tree.

Looking at the light patterns floating like water waves on the tree trunk in front of him, he hesitated for a moment and walked straight into it.

"Wow~~"

With a crisp sound of falling water, Odin, who regained his vision, suddenly found himself entering a strange space.

This is a body of water shrouded in mist, surrounded by the remains of some dark gray rocks. Due to the passage of time, they are covered with barnacle-like attachments and algae; some of the towering foundation stones seem to have deep inscriptions on them. These marks sometimes even penetrate the entire stone. Between the ruins, there are often knotted tree roots sticking out of the water, like snakes and pythons dormant in the water.

What's even more amazing is that this body of water seems to have been blessed or cursed by others; living creatures walking on it will almost never sink; but if inanimate matter is thrown into it, it will seem to be hugged and fall. Lost track quickly.

Odin looked around, and then looked at the foundation stone platform in the center of the water.

In the mist, three figures wearing gauze skirts with mysterious and vicissitudes of temperament are sitting on the edge of the cornerstone platform, holding earthen jars in their hands to scoop up clear spring water from the deep pool and water it on the knotted trees at their feet. Basically, everything seems harmonious and natural.

But upon closer inspection, Odin found that the space around them seemed out of place. The world was invisibly divided into three canvases with clear boundaries, each depicting a completely different scenery.

Under the feet of the first person, frost and flames intertwined, and the roots of the world tree had just sprouted buds;

At the feet of the second person, the greenery of life fills the surroundings, and the roots of the World Tree have covered the foundation stone:

Under the third person's feet, the surroundings present an indescribable sense of ambiguity and desolation. The roots of the World Tree have also become chaotic and complicated, as if they have grown to the end, or have extended into an unknown realm...

"O God King who created the world, we have been waiting for a long time. Now that we have heard the call of destiny, let's step forward."

A low and slightly hoarse voice passed through the fog and reached Odin's ears.

Odin came back from his trance and did not move. Instead, he looked warily at the three figures on the cornerstone platform that put him under inexplicable pressure:

"Who are you?"

"We are the three Nolen sisters, the daughters of [Olaug], the chroniclers of [Destiny]..."

Voices that may have experienced vicissitudes of life, some are mature, or some are childish, gave a common answer, and introduced themselves in turn.

The eldest sister Urd has short hair, a gloomy temperament, a slightly darker complexion, and amber eyes like aged wine, which seem to contain countless stories from the past;

The second sister, Verdante, has long hair and elegant temperament. She is in her prime, looking straight ahead, firm and high-spirited, and always seems to be full of enthusiasm for everything;

The youngest sister, Shikodi, looks naughty and lively with her hair braided. She hides her beauty secretly behind a veil, hiding the truth from others. There is an ancient book made of tree bark in front of her knees, but she never opens it. Looking through it, it seems mysterious.

Odin stepped forward and looked at the three Norn sisters sitting on the foundation stone, and couldn't help but think of the secrets that his grandfather Bulli had passed on to him.

On top of the tangible [life], there is also the invisible [time] that controls the fate of the world and writes the beginning of all things, and its name is [Olaug].

It is invisible and qualityless, without beginning or end. It is the eternal law of the universe and holds the oldest and highest power.

[Time]’s daughter? The three goddesses who control destiny?

Are they the ones calling me? What do you want me to do?

As if she understood what Odin was thinking, the eldest sister Urd said calmly:

"As a gift from Creation and Works, you are qualified to ask us questions."

When Odin heard this, his eyes lit up and he couldn't wait to speak:

"I want to know how to unify the nine kingdoms and make the Asa clan prosper!"

Hearing the unabashed ambition, the three Norn goddesses, who seemed to have expected it, were not surprised, and just said quietly:

"Everything has a price..."

Odin heard this and nodded in approval.

After being the God King for a period of time, he has discovered that in this world born of sacrifice, it is often necessary to follow the principle of equivalent exchange. If you want to get something, you must give up something.

That's fair enough.

"What do you want? Treasures? Artifacts? Or faith?"

The three goddesses shook their heads, their expressions still calm:

"No, we need a recording tool to write down your destiny."

After hearing this, Odin couldn't help but be stunned.

A tool for narration? What is that?

Seeing Odin's confused face, the three Norn goddesses did not give a definite reply, but just pondered leisurely:

"God King, fate cannot give you gifts for no reason. Go find the wise giant Mimir. He may give you the answer."

Before Odin could continue to ask, the surrounding scenery shattered like water waves. The spring, the foundation stone, and the three goddesses Norn disappeared one after another, and he was outside the World Tree. Everything just now seemed like a dream.

Mimir?

Odin murmured, thinking of this giant blood relative.

His mother Bestela was a giantess created by the ancestor giant Ymir, and Mimir was her blood brother.

In other words, according to his seniority, he should call Mimir his uncle, because he is closely related to the Asa Protoss.

But because of the sacrifice of Ymir to create the world, and the flood caused by it, most of the original giants were killed, so the relationship between the two sides was naturally not harmonious.

In memory, after escaping to Jotunheim, this uncle relied on foresight and insight to seize a main root of the world tree with extraordinary power, and settled there. After taking the fountain of wisdom flowing under the root of the tree as his own, he drank it all day long, and finally became the most intelligent giant in the whole Jotunheim.

But the giants and the Aesir have old grudges, even if Mimir is his uncle by blood, he may not be willing to help.

Moreover, even if the wise giant is willing to answer his doubts, Odin dare not believe it easily.

So, the fountain of wisdom?

Thinking of this, Odin's eyes were thoughtful, and he probably understood the hint of the three goddesses of Norn.

After the birth of the world tree, there are three major root systems.

The first tree root goes deep into the fairy palace - Asgard, under the root is the spring of Urd, which has the holy function of purifying filth and healing all injuries. It is also the spring controlled by the three goddesses of Norn in the secret realm;

The second tree root goes deep into the giant kingdom - Jotunheim, under its root is the spring of wisdom and knowledge. It is rumored that if you drink a sip, you will have endless wisdom and knowledge. It is currently owned by Mimir;

The third tree root goes deep into the foggy country - Niflheim, under its root is the spring of Hvergelmir, which is the living water that nourishes the original world and has endless vitality, but the poisonous dragon "Nidhogg" entrenched in it and also regards it as private property.

Obviously, he wants to solve the puzzle left by the three goddesses of Norn. He can either ask the wise Mimir for advice or drink the spring water of the spring of wisdom to make himself a wise man.

It is self-evident what to choose.

Odin made up his mind, took off his armor, put on a wide-brimmed hat and cloak, turned into an old man, crossed the rainbow bridge, and came to Jotunheim alone, where the giants lived.

This place is close to Niflheim, the foggy country, one of the two original countries in the world, so the climate is cold, with frozen soil and mountains everywhere. Although it is not a barren land, it is also very poor.

Odin took a breath of cold air, chose a direction, and carefully avoided the frost giants wandering in the wilderness and the mountain giants living in the caves, heading towards the roots of the world tree entrenched here.

After a half-month trek, Odin finally arrived at the world tree and saw the gurgling spring.

At this time, he was already covered with dust, his white beard and hair were covered with frost flowers, and he felt exhausted all over his body, like a hungry and thirsty traveler.

And this is exactly what Odin wanted.

With difficulty, Odin came to the Fountain of Wisdom. He bent down and opened his cracked lips eagerly, wanting to drink the legendary fountain of wisdom.

"Bang!"

However, a stone thrown from a distance hit Odin's feet, forcing him to stop.

At the same time, a tall and strong figure stood up from the tangled roots of the World Tree, and cast a cold look with deep eyes:

"Outsider, what are you doing? This is mine!"

Odin paused, and a humble and sincere expression appeared on his old face:

"Dear giant, I am really thirsty on my journey here. Please be kind and let me drink a sip of this clear spring to moisten my throat."

The wise giant Mimir listened to the traveler's request quietly, walked over with a cane in his hand, and looked at him with a deep look. After looking at him for a moment, a trace of mockery flashed in his eyes:

"Want it? Sure! Take your sharp right eye in exchange, traveler!"

However, just as the wise giant finished speaking, Odin, who knew that his identity had been seen through, raised the curse knife in his hand without hesitation, dug out his right eye from his eye socket, and handed it to Mimir with a smile:

"This is what you want, so what do I want?"

Seeing that the legendary nephew of the God King was so decisive and ruthless, Mimir, who was caught off guard, was stunned for a while.

"I have fulfilled the agreement, you don't want to regret it, do you, giant?"

Hearing the meaningful reminder in his ear, Mimir woke up from his trance, his face was a little uncertain.

As a wise giant, he certainly understands the underlying operating rules of this world.

——Sacrifice and exchange.

Now Odin has given up his right eye as he said. If he chooses to regret it, he will inevitably be backfired by the laws of the world and cursed by fate in the dark.

You are so cruel!

Mimir glared at his nephew, snorted coldly, and threw the bloody eyeball in his hand into the Fountain of Wisdom. Then he took off the horn cup from his waist, filled a cup of wisdom spring water, and handed it to Odin with a cold face.

Odin took the cup, ignored the bleeding right eye, and drank the spring water impatiently.

As the wisdom spring water flowed into his body, Odin's brain seemed to be detonated by an obscure and mysterious power, his perception was infinitely broadened, and his thinking was infinitely divergent.

The problems that had troubled him were answered one by one, and the fog covering the world was unveiled layer by layer in front of him, and everything became extremely clear.

Even though he only had one eye left, his vision and eyesight were longer-term and more thorough than his previous self, and than those ordinary people in the world who had healthy eyes but were blinded by confusion.

In this world full of blind people, the one-eyed man is king!

Odin suppressed his excitement and looked around, and his eyes were immediately attracted by the world tree in front of him.

Three huge root systems spread from the Immortal Palace to the Kingdom of Giants, and finally penetrated into the Kingdom of Mist, linking the nine kingdoms into a whole. Three sacred springs flowing around the tree roots carried the power containing the laws of the world to the World Tree. , and then the World Tree decomposes and absorbs it, and transmits it to the nine countries, jointly building a perfect energy circulation system.

Under the bark, between the branches and leaves, and within the root system, Odin vaguely saw obscure and mysterious characters acting as nodes for energy circulation.

In an instant, he understood that this was the recording tool spoken by the three goddesses Nolen.

But the excitement went as quickly as it came.

Because no matter how he observed, he could never see clearly the traces and appearance of those characters.

It seemed that there was still a layer of hazy mist covering his eyes, preventing him from peeking into the mysteries of the entire world.

not enough!

The price paid to master this secret is not enough!

Odin's one eye quickly revealed a trace of determination, and then he left behind the wisdom giant Mimir, left Jotunheim, and came to the Atrium World.

At this time, Lorn, who was teaching mortals how to make fire at the beach, came over after hearing the news. When he saw Odin's empty right eye, Lorn couldn't help but stare:

"Your eyes..."

"It's not important!"

Odin waved his hand, his blood-stained face showing an unusual excitement.

"Loki, you came just in time! I need to perform a sacrifice now. You are here to protect me and prevent all interference from the outside world for me!"

As soon as he said this, Lorne looked at the one-eyed Odin and the World Tree behind him. He immediately understood his purpose and couldn't help but say:

"Do you have to do this?"

"That's right!"

Odin replied with a smile, his eyes dark.

“Creating the world requires magnificent sacrifice, and so does gaining the world!”

Hearing the determination in those words, Lorne sighed, stopped speaking to stop him, and stood silently outside the World Tree to set up a defensive barrier.

With his worries out of the way, Odin also arrived at the main trunk of the World Tree in the atrium world, manipulated the branches to hang himself upside down on the trunk, and then raised his hand to take out the Eternal Spear that the dwarves had made for him from the magic array. Gangnir stabbed himself in the abdomen with force.

"Pfft~"

Golden-red divine blood gushes out from the hideous wound on Odin's abdomen, pouring like rain on the trunk, branches, leaves, and roots of the World Tree.

At this moment, he used the World Tree as an altar and Odin as a sacrifice, sacrificing himself to himself, using this self-sacrifice in exchange for the power to control the World Tree and the foundation of Asa's divine industry!

Of course, as the pillar that connects the nine major kingdoms, World Tree will not succumb easily to others. The majestic power inside constantly resists the erosion of Odin's divine blood, gradually scarring the god-king hanging upside down from the tree trunk.

But Odin was not discouraged, nor did he give up. He endured the heartbreaking pain and tamed the World Tree as an unruly wild horse.

During this process, the branches and leaves of the World Tree sometimes swayed, sometimes there was strong wind, sometimes there was lightning and thunder, and Odin hanging upside down on the tree swayed from side to side like a worn-out rag doll.

Golden-red divine blood continued to flow from Odin's wounds, and life disappeared from his body bit by bit.

After enduring nine days and nine nights of torture, Odin was on the verge of death. He saw in a trance that his divine blood dripping on the ground turned into sacred characters. Counting them down, there were 24 in total. It seemed that there was something hidden inside. With infinite power and mystery.

Got it, finally got it!

Runes!

Odin opened his tired eyes and ecstatically carved these sacred runes obtained by his own sacrifice onto a golden shield and firmly imprinted them into his mind.

"puff!"

At the same time, a ray of flame swept across, cutting off the vines wrapped around Odin, and freed the scarred god-king from being hung upside down.

As soon as he landed, Odin refused the support from Lorne, and after giving a warning, he impatiently opened the Rainbow Bridge:

"Loki, you guard this place, I'll come back as soon as I can! Asa will soon usher in prosperity in my hands!"

Looking at the figure disappearing into the light, Lorne's eyes gradually became complicated.

Many times, lies will not hurt people, but the truth is the sharpest knife.

And the answer he is determined to pursue now may not meet his original expectations.

~~

Meanwhile, back in Asgard, Odin felt dizzy.

Although he drank from the fountain of wisdom and gained infinite knowledge and wisdom, he lost his right eye forever, and the wound continued to hurt;

Although he tamed the World Tree and understood the 24 runes related to the operation of the world, he lost a lot of divine blood and his strong body became extremely weak...

Therefore, with every step he took, he had to endure intense pain and a constant feeling of weakness.

But even so, Odin still didn't stop at all, and stepped firmly and decisively into the trunk of the world tree that spread out the light ripples. A tired but high-pitched voice sounded in the water:

"I have brought the tools of description. The noble three goddesses of Norun, please give me the destiny to make the Asa clan prosper!"

The eldest sister Urd took the golden shield engraved with 24 runes from Odin's hand and waved gently.

The spring water with holy power washed over Odin's body, healing all the wounds on his body, and removing the blood and fatigue from his body.

After recovering his spirit and physical strength, Odin still did not forget his original intention and couldn't wait to ask:

"Where is the fateful decision I want?"

The three goddesses of Norn looked at each other, and together they threw the golden shield into the holy spring, sighing:

"See, this is the answer you want."

Odin heard this, stared at the spring with joy in his one eye.

He saw the Aesir rise in the flames, prosper in the thunder, and reach the peak in the light. The entire nine kingdoms surrendered to the majesty of Asgard and jointly created the glory of the Aesir.

But then, Odin's smile froze on his face.

Because the glory was fleeting, a blazing flame tore the world apart, destroyed everything, and dragged everything into the eternal darkness.

That was the twilight of the gods, the end of fate!