Chapter 1351 – God’s Fallen Music
Asgard.
The other side.
The scarlet worm mountain in the distance collapsed with a bang, and Odin, whose divine robes were shattered, stood in a pool of blood, his brow slightly furrowed.
”Thor ……” His face was a bit gloomy as he sensed Thor’s aura disappearing.
In his plan, at this moment, Thor should have already borrowed the Asgard origin to break through the “supreme” barrier, and at the same time, under the contamination of the [Black Goat], he became the only supreme god of thunder in the world who had completely lost his sanity.
But now, his plans have been disrupted.
Someone had killed Thor and had taken Asgard’s origin ……
”It seems that you can’t succeed in your plot …… Odin.”
In front of him, Violet Dante braced herself with a broken gun and rose from the ground in a bloody mess, smiling weakly.
Odin coldly glanced at her, his eyes flashed with a flash of killing intent, and his figure instantly crashed through nothingness.
The current Vierdanti was already bruised and battered, and her stamina was basically exhausted, so she couldn’t escape in front of Odin at all, she pursed her pale lips, raised the last half of her lance, and shakily stabbed herself in front of her body!
Clang–!
Odin clenched one palm into a fist and hardened it, shattering this half of the lance, and even half of Violetti’s body collapsed into a roiling mist of blood.
His other hand clutched Violet Danti’s white neck, lifting it from the ground to mid-air, his fingertips gradually exerting force, divine power madly surging into it.
”Obstructive rats ……”
Odin opened his mouth morosely, his palm exerted force, and the next moment Violet Danti’s figure exploded, turning into a sky of blood mist, drifting in the ruins.
He looked at the direction of the insect mountain crumbling, and his figure instantly disappeared in place.
The wreckage of the divine mountainSupreme.
This was a word that Bragi, the God of Music and Poetry, had never thought of.
His perception of himself has always been very clear …… He is a small god who likes to play the piano and recite poetry, will not fight, no ambition, his greatest desire is to live quietly with his lover in the garden, “supreme”, is even more unlikely to touch his whole life, and does not want to touch things. The “supreme” is something he can never touch in his life, nor does he want to touch it.
But now, he is going to break through the “supreme”, and become the same realm with the king of the gods Odin powerful gods?
Odin betrayal, Saul is dead …… ascended the “supreme” Blakey, undoubtedly, is the new god king of the Nordic God Kingdom!
But at the moment, his heart not only did not have half a point of joy, those eyes instead gray and dead.
”I don’t want to be what ‘supreme’……” Bracky held his head with both hands, a blood-colored robe, crouched down painfully in the ruins.
His reddish eyes, looking at the dark golden [Holy Grail] on the ground, muttered:
”I just want her back ……”
Thunk-!
The end of the Golden Hoop Cudgel landed on top of the devastated earth with a dull, loud thud, the
Sun Wukong frowned at Bragi, his eyes narrowing slightly as he spoke in a deep voice:
”Main God or ‘Supreme’, since you don’t care, what do you care about it?
Don’t you want to resurrect your wife? Isn’t the [Holy Grail]’s sacrifice not enough?
Then go ahead and kill!
If one Sol isn’t enough, you kill three, five, ten!
There are so many main gods in the world, you kill them for sacrifices, and if it’s not enough when you’re done with the main gods, you go kill the ‘Supreme’!
Isn’t this more useful than you hugging and crying here?!”
Hearing Sun Wukong’s words, Bragi froze in place.
”Sacrifice ……”
Braki muttered as his figure rose from the ruins, a faint light emerging from those confused eyes.
He stood on top of the wreckage of the Divine Mountain, his gaze slowly sweeping over the devastated Asgard below, and vaguely, an agonizing hiss and roar came from every corner of this world.
Those are the Nordic gods that have been contaminated by ash, completely lost their consciousness, and have been reduced to the tools of the grammatical gods ……
Those were the Norse myths that had been dyed the color of blood.
The Asgardian origin in his palm disappeared into Bragi’s flesh and blood as if it had melted, and the pillar of divine might that rushed to the sky gradually dissipated.
An invisible air wave exploded from within Bragi’s body, instantly sweeping every corner of the Nordic land!
A terrifying sense of divine might oppression suddenly descended.
Under the impetus of Asgard’s origin, Blarkey had completely stepped over the threshold and entered the “supreme” god realm!
”Asgard ……” Bracky looked at the completely different Asgard in front of him, slowly closed his eyes, a wisp of phantom light emanated from his body, seemingly echoing with the Asgard origin in his body.
After an unknown amount of time, he opened his eyes with a complex expression.
”…… I know.” He muttered.
Bragi put the [Holy Grail] aside and removed the harp from behind him, the blood-colored robes were windless as the pattering blood rain hit his body.
”Bragi, what do you want to do?” Lin Qiye asked.
”…… Purge Asgard.”
Bragi slowly opened his mouth, “Those ash pollutions have already erased the consciousness of nearly all the Norse gods in this divine kingdom, and now they are just a group of manipulated gods…….When these pollutions start to corrode Asgard’s origin and laws through their godly grids, then the Norse myths, will completely will cease to exist.
I help the Origin purge these polluted Norse gods, and their divine power becomes a sacrifice for me to resurrect Eden ……This deal, it’s a good deal.”
”You want to kill all the Nordic Gods?” Lin Qiye frowned slightly, “Asgard is so big, can you kill them all?”
The Nordic God Kingdom not only contained the central Asgard, but also the surrounding Giant Kingdom, Dwarf Kingdom and the Underworld, in those places, there were still a large number of contaminated Nordic Gods that existed, even if it was the “Supreme”, it would be extremely difficult to kill them one by one.
”…… can, and, only I can.”
Bragi stretched out his hand and pointed to his body, a touch of phantom light lingered around his fingertips, and
”Through the Asgard Origin, I can lock onto the location of every Norse god, and through the connection between them and the Origin, I can send some signals to them ……
For example, voices.”
The rain of blood slid down Bragi’s cheeks as he looked down at the pale divine realm below him, his fingertips gently on one of the strings of the harp, and with a flick of his finger, the
Bragi slowly closed his eyes, and his low voice rang out in the rain:
”This …… will be the last of the Norse myths, the god falling music.”