After opening the Supreme Throne to Thrúd, Odin didn't linger. He walked directly out of the Silver Hall.
In the corridor leading to the gate, he saw an old acquaintance with a gloomy expression.
Tricked...
He was sure of it; he had even lied to himself.
When he realized this, the wisdom of the King of the Gods allowed him to piece together what had happened.
I must say, it's stunning.
Even Odin would have to admire the perfect composition of the plan, which makes perfect use of the rules of the atrium world and even the gods themselves.
After connecting the dots, he realized one thing: this matter could not be solved by killing alone, not even by the gods themselves.
Once one escapes, no one can predict what will happen next—not even a god of the Asa gods—who wants to attack the sage of Völsung will pay a huge price.
There's only one way to deal with them: use the rules of the atrium to create a new hero — a common tactic of the gods.
Odin also believed that the human knew about it and had been planning it from the beginning, which is why it took more than a year to execute.
To put it bluntly, his uprightness is a kind of concession. It can be regarded as leaving a line because he gives the gods enough time to react.
Directly killing a person by surprise and causing the image of the god to collapse will cause disaster.
The Aesir can quickly transform their mode of rule and rule the Nine Realms with power, but as a human, he has no way out.
So, instead of completely tearing down the system, it is better to leave room for the next round of the game.
"That's what it is... Decades of accumulated wisdom." "
In the atrium world, where the influence of the gods is extremely strong and spread all over the human kingdom, it is actually quite difficult to give birth to such a character.
"That's what it is... Decades of accumulated wisdom." In the atrium world, where the influence of the gods is strong, it is difficult to give birth to such a character.
In the Atrium World, where the influence of the gods is extremely strong and it is difficult to give birth to such a character, it is actually quite difficult.
But what if he wasn't an ordinary person?
As soon as Odin thought of this, his heart was filled with gloom.
Unknown source...
For him, this was the ultimate taboo.
He sent Huginn and Muninn to tour the Nine Realms. He ordered people to build a throne with magical powers that could provide insight into the entire Nine Realms. He even had Heimdallr the Dawnbreaker guard the Rainbow Bridge to the east.
He did all this so that he could control the world he rules!
To protect his realm, he traded one of his eyes for water from the Well of Wisdom and hung himself from the World Tree to study nine ancient mystical scripts.
He forged an alliance with the dwarves to stabilize the supply of weapons and let the gods of Vanaheimr exchange hostages with them. He ensured that they would master the magic of the Vanir gods and let Frey rule the elven kingdom to establish the gods' prestige.
He used the entire atrium as a barracks and built Valhalla in Asgard to recruit heroes to serve as troops.
Still, even with all his preparations, the three goddesses at the Well of Fate didn't change their minds, especially Skuld, the poet who knew the future.
Despite serving as the leader of the Valkyries and allying with the Aesir Protoss, the prophecy Odin knew and the "thread" she saw did not change!
Although he had already experienced the prophecy, it cost him dearly to completely seal the giant of the Southern Flame Realm.
However, the prophecy of Skuld has not changed, nor has what the thread of fate shows!
Ragnarok...
The end of Asgard means the end of the world, and that must not happen!
I have started to get nervous.
For a moment, Odin couldn't help but think this way.
Yes, this kind of thing can't happen anyway.
The man named Hoder was unsettling to him at first, with his irritating name.
It would be wise to talk with Mondilfari now because his sons and daughters carry the sun and moon in the sky of Midgard.
For the sake of his children, he will do his best.
But...
"No, it's too much to pay."
Odin himself couldn't help but dispel such thoughts because it was not yet time to use Mondilfari again.
So, watch for a while.
No, he couldn't sit still.
Even if he couldn't figure out the man's identity, he wouldn't let it go.
Thinking of this, he stopped in his tracks.
The great king of the gods paused in front of the door to his Silver Hall. His pause made the soldiers around him look sideways.
They bowed deeply and considered making an even greater salute, but the great god-king did not give them the opportunity.
While the warriors hesitated, he took his steps.
One step, two steps...
The next moment, a huge raven soared into the air with the glow of magic.
It flew directly over Asgard and toward the territory of the Queen of Heaven: Fensalir of the Crystal Palace of the Sea of Fog.
The raven's piercing eyes looked at the crystal palace below. He saw children playing happily in the garden and his son, the handsome god of light, Badr, talking with the queen mother.
Seeing this scene, the Raven King felt relieved. However, he didn't stop there; he flew directly toward the rainbow.
He flew to the Well of Destiny on the edge of Midgard, where the Three Goddesses dwelled.
However, Odin didn't want to see the three sisters again because they had said that fate could not be violated.
But there are some things that must be asked.
...
At the same time, when Odin chose the Nether, Hoder and his party successfully entered the hinterland of Gnitaheið .
The journey was quite exciting for Hoder because, when he went down the dungeon before, he saw the open gate of the dwarven city, but he had never seen the subtle mechanism that closed it.
This time, however, it was different because they had come to Gnitaheið for the first time. Hoder experienced the plot of entering the dungeon alone and completely experienced the deep mountain mechanism.
Compared to the rough layout of "Grinheim" in the past, Gnitaheið truly embodies the features of a deep mountain city.
"Boom!"
With a heavy sound, the simple gate, closed for a hundred years, slowly opened. From the outside, it looked like nothing more than a mountain cliff. However, the opening mechanism was obviously much stronger than Grinheim's pure "blockage."
"It looks like no one has opened the door here in a long time." Looking at the slowly opening door, Regin snorted.
Then, perhaps because someone had finally entered the closed underground city, the lights came on one after another.
These are pure "artificial stars." They hang from the cliff and look like bright stars.
This soft glow is completely polarized compared to the sunlight outside, and it is even more beautiful than the Midgard sky.
"Pure dwarven craftsmanship, my friend." After seeing Siegfried being suppressed, Regin grinned.
However, he couldn't help but pout when he saw that Hoder wasn't affected by anything and continued to look at his surroundings.