Chapter 275: The Horn Announcing the Final War Sounds!
Búri, the first-generation god in Norse mythology.
He was Borr's father and Odin's grandfather.
His birth originated from Auðumbla.
One could say that all the gods in Norse mythology came from this Auðumbla.
To be precise, nearly all beings in Norse mythology—gods, elves, dwarves, giants, etc.—were descendants of Auðumbla and Ymir.
Uranus, the first-generation god in Greek mythology.
He was Kronos's father and Zeus's grandfather.
His birth originated from Gaia.
Anshar, the first-generation god in ancient Babylonian mythology.
His birth originated from Tiamat.
And the aforementioned Auðumbla, Gaia, and Tiamat were actually the same Primordial God.
Of course, it wasn't just these three pantheons—she had numerous incarnations in other mythologies as well.
This Primordial God united with other Primordial Gods to give birth to various gods, giant races, etc. While it seemed like her goal was to prevent the universe from being too silent and desolate, she actually had another purpose.
The gods and giants born from these unions were essentially splitting the power of the other Primordial Gods, while this Gaia barely lost any power herself.
She wanted to become the one and only god with absolute authority, where all things, the entire cosmos, would act according to her will.
"She really is a woman with a terrifying desire for domination," Irina couldn't help but click her tongue in remark.
"Mhmm," Le Fay, sitting beside her, nodded in agreement.
After this woman used the other Primordial Gods, they all disappeared without a trace. There was no need to guess what happened to them.
The information they had learned now didn't come from the Valkyries but was directly overheard from the gods in the square.
The news was no longer being concealed.
Fortunately, their own mythology wasn't like this.
However, how was the situation on their side now? They felt extremely uneasy.
"Idiot, do you even know how to command? If not, let me take over!"
"Get lost! You're not even here on the scene—you're just shouting nonsense!"
Such angry shouts drew the two girls' attention. A god was trying to remotely command the gods of his pantheon's headquarters in battle, but the gods at headquarters weren't cooperating, leading to a heated argument.
It might seem like the headquarters gods weren't following orders and that they couldn't unite at such a critical time, but this wasn't actually a real falling-out. Rather, it was a sign of the deepest bonds.
The more intense the argument between the two became, the heavier Irina and Le Fay's hearts grew, because the battle shown in the image was extremely brutal.
What was once clearly a beautiful mythological world had now almost completely turned into ruins.
Floating temples were collapsing, smashing into the ground and shattering the earth.
The enormous lake that resembled an ocean, which should have been crystal clear, was now filthy and turbid due to potent curses and toxins, and it was boiling violently.
Looking up at the sky, vast stretches of it were dyed crimson—whether from the reflection of flames or the blood of the gods, it was impossible to tell.
The gods, refusing to yield even in death, fought with every means at their disposal.
When weapons were gone, they used their fists. When fists were gone, they used their feet. When all limbs were lost, they still had their teeth!
Thus, the final outcome was almost always their bodies being shattered by the enemy, burned to ashes, or even more chillingly, devoured outright.
Such scenes instantly turned Irina and Le Fay pale, their stomachs churning as if they were about to vomit.
In their world, a war among gods had once occurred, but they had never witnessed it—it had ended long before they were born.
Therefore, they could not comprehend its brutality.
Now, the divine war in this world had shown them just how ferocious battles between such beings could be.
Any single battle, if placed on Earth, would be catastrophic!!!
Humanity would face extinction!
Finally, the communication screen went black, plunging the surroundings into a brief silence.
Similar situations were not limited to their vicinity; several spots across the vast plaza experienced the same.
"What are the higher-ups among the gods thinking?"
Rossweisse was deeply puzzled.
If they weren't going to provide support, they should swiftly proceed with the final battle between humans and gods, bringing it to an early conclusion and moving on to the decisive confrontation with the Primordial Gods.
So what were they doing now? Delaying again and again without taking action?
If this continued, the situation would become extremely dire.
"It seems they're waiting!"
Serafall narrowed her eyes as she said this.
"Waiting? For what? For the human side to confirm their representative? Would this Brunhilde truly intend to trigger Ragnarök?"
Irina couldn't help but voice such concerns, as this Valkyrie held grievances against the current gods as well.
"No, no matter how much she dislikes them, she wouldn't be foolish enough to go that far. After all, the rule of the Primordial Gods would be even worse—humanity might truly face complete extinction."
But as for what exactly she was thinking, Serafall wasn't a mind reader—how could she possibly know?
That brought up the question: who would represent humanity in the ninth round?
This was something she was very curious about.
She also didn't believe that Brunhilde would actually send all the remaining human representatives at once to face off against Buddha.
So, perhaps they would resort to successive battles?
No!
Such a thing would be unacceptable to the human side—it would be nothing short of looking down on them!
Moreover, the human representatives themselves would likely refuse to accept it!
So, if Buddha dared to boast so arrogantly, what kind of opponent would Brunhilde need to find to counter him?
At the very least, it would have to be someone on the level of Romulus Quirinus.
Which brought them back to the question: what were they waiting for?
Woooo————————!
The sudden sound of a horn instantly silenced the entire massive plaza.
This was the sound of Heimdall's horn. When it sounded, it meant the final battle between humans and gods was about to begin!
Was it finally starting?
Therefore, an overwhelming roar immediately erupted from the plaza.
Countless humans and gods were exhilarated to the extreme!!!
Both sides also understood that this ninth round was the ultimate battle!
This would be the final conclusive battle of Ragnarök!