Greece Brings Evildoers Chapter 451: Lies won't hurt, the truth is the sharpe

Chapter 451 Lies won’t hurt, the truth is the sharpest knife

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. Losing 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 an end or 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 Norn sisters, the daughters of [Olaug], the chroniclers of [Destiny]..."

Some aged, some mature, or some immature voices gave common answers 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 Protoss 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 a 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 resulting flood that killed most of the primitive giants, the relationship between the two parties was naturally far from harmonious.

In my memory, after escaping to Jotunheim, this uncle relied on his foresight and foresight to seize a tap root of the World Tree with extraordinary power, settled there, and took the spring of wisdom flowing under the tree's roots as his own. After drinking it all day long, he eventually became the wisest giant in Jotunheim.

But the giant had an old grudge against the Asa clan, and even if Mimir was his uncle by blood, he might not be willing to help.

Moreover, even if the wise giant was willing to answer his doubts, Odin would not dare to believe him easily.

So, the fountain of wisdom?

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

After the World Tree was born, there were three major root systems.

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

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

The third tree root goes deep into the Kingdom of Mist - Niflheim. Under its root is the Herwagmir Spring, which is the living water that nourishes the original world and has endless vitality. However, the poisonous dragon "Nidhogg" "Staying among them, they also regard it as private property.

Obviously, he wanted to solve the riddles left by the three goddesses Nolen, and either asked the wise Mimir for advice, or drank from the fountain of wisdom to become a wise man.

It’s self-evident how to choose.

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

This place is close to Niflheim, the country of fog, one of the two original kingdoms in the world. Therefore, the climate is cold and covered with frozen soil and mountains. Although it is not a barren land, it is still very barren.

Odin took a breath of icy air, and after choosing a direction, he carefully avoided the frost giants wandering in the wilderness and the mountain giants living in the caves, and headed towards the root system of the World Tree entrenched here.

After half a month of trekking, Odin finally arrived under the World Tree and saw the gurgling clear spring.

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

And this is exactly what Odin wants.

Moving with difficulty, Odin reached the fountain of wisdom. He leaned down and opened his chapped lips eagerly to drink from the legendary fountain of wisdom.

"Bang!"

However, a stone thrown from a distance hit Odin at his feet, forcing him to stop.

At the same time, a towering and strong figure stood up from the knotted roots of the World Tree, casting a cold gaze from its deep eyes:

"Outsider, what are you doing? This is my thing!"

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

"Honorable giant, I am really hungry and thirsty after my journey. Please do me a favor and let me take a sip of this refreshing sweet spring to moisten my throat."

The wise giant Mimir listened quietly to the traveler's request and walked over with a cane in hand. After examining him with his deep eyes for a moment, there was a trace of ridicule in his eyes:

"Want it? Yes! Give me your sharp right eye in exchange, traveler!"

However, as soon as the wise giant finished speaking, Odin, who knew that his identity had been revealed, raised the cursed knife in his hand without hesitation, dug out his right eye from the 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, Mimir was caught off guard and was stunned for a moment.

"I have fulfilled my promise, you won't want to go back on it, will you? Giant?"

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

As a giant with wisdom, he certainly understands the underlying laws of operation of this world.

—Sacrifice and exchange.

Now Odin has sacrificed his right eye as he said. If he chooses to go back on his word, he will inevitably be counterattacked by the laws of the world and be cursed by the destiny.

You are cruel!

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

Odin took the cup and drank the spring water impatiently, regardless of his bleeding right eye.

As the water from the Fountain of Wisdom poured into his body, Odin's brain seemed to be detonated by an obscure and mysterious force, his perception expanded infinitely, and his thinking diverged infinitely.

The questions that had troubled him were answered one by one. The fog that shrouded the world was lifted layer by layer before his eyes, and everything became extremely clear.

Even though he only has one eye left, his vision and vision are farther and more penetrating than his previous self, or the ordinary people in the world who have sound eyes but are blinded by confusion.

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

Odin suppressed his excitement and looked around, and his eyes were immediately attracted to the World Tree in front of him.

Three huge root systems spread from the Immortal Palace to the Giant Kingdom, 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, the 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 have 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.

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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 Norn goddesses looked at each other, and together they threw the golden shield into the holy spring, and sighed quietly:

"Look, this is the answer you want."

When Odin heard this, he looked at the spring with his one eye widened in joy.

He saw the Asgard rise in flames, prosper in thunder, and reach its peak in light. The entire nine kingdoms surrendered under the power of Asgard, and together they created the glory of Asgard.

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

Because, the glory is fleeting, and a blazing flame tears the world apart, destroys everything, and drags everything into eternal darkness.

That is the Twilight of the Gods, the end of destiny!

(End of chapter)