Ten minutes ago, while Huai Shi and Hercules were fighting each other.
The door of the Eternal Frost Furnace was pushed open by a late traveler. In the darkness, the skeleton sleeping in the water tank seemed to have sensed something and moved gently in the divine wine.
But it was still immersed in the dream of the past and had not woken up.
Is someone coming?
I can't hear it clearly. Is it a passing guest?
It's been a long journey. Is he tired? Maybe I should let him rest, but I'm too sleepy to get up. Sorry, the food and sleep are in the cabinet. Please help yourself.
In silence, Izzy took the cigarette from the corner of his mouth and quietly stared at the sleeping skeleton in the water tank.
After a long time, he slowly half-knelt on the ground.
He lowered his head as if he was facing a high and mighty figure, and said respectfully, "Your Excellency, I come from the place where the mountains meet, bringing greetings from the Mother of Gold and the Moon, Mamakirya."
Mamakirya?
Where have I heard it before? It's a familiar name, but I still can't remember it.
In the water tank, the skeleton's dark eye sockets were illuminated by the rising light outside the door.
I'm not used to it.
I feel a little uneasy in my sleep.
Is there a banquet outside? Are my father and the others drinking all night again? Is it another victory? You defeated the enemy again, didn't you?
The light is too bright and too brutal.
Those overly indulgent banquets, those cruel trophies, the blood flowing in the honey wine …
The skeleton was still immersed in the dream fragments.
The memories of the past seemed to emerge again, but those distant outlines were too vague to recall.
He only remembered a burly figure sitting at the highest point, raising a wine glass with a horn, laughing loudly, and waving to him.
"My child."
The one-eyed man raised his arm and called proudly, "Come here! Come to father! "
Who is he?
Who am I?
I can't remember.
After a short wait, Izzy seemed to have finally mustered up his courage. He looked up at the unresponsive skeleton in the water tank and sighed helplessly.
He reached into his pocket.
"Please forgive me for offending you."
He took out a small box from the inner pocket in front of his chest and opened it, presenting it to the skeleton.
Inside the brocaded box lay a tender green branch. Because of its precious preservation, it had not withered or withered. It still glowed with its former bright luster, and the opposite green leaves still emitted bursts of vitality.
It was a mistletoe that had never been seen on Helios!
Instantly, the sound of countless bubbles rising could be heard from the water tank.
A faint light appeared in the skeleton's eye sockets.
It was as if the long dream had finally ended.
He opened his eyes.
He finally recalled the past.
"Ah, is that so?" The incomplete skeleton murmured softly, "I remember now …"
"So, I'm not Publius?"
.
.
"Enough! Enough! Don't get in the way! "
Pubulus let out a furious roar as he sat on the throne. He had lost all of his patience and unleashed all of his power, causing Helios to tremble violently and the earth to rumble.
I've had enough.
These annoying obstructions and variables!
He raised his eyes, his cracked face filled with killing intent as he looked at the dazed Huai Shi not far away. He wanted to completely eliminate all opponents that stood in his way!
No matter who it was, they would not be able to stop him from advancing!
No matter who it was, they would not be able to change the outcome he had obtained!
Thus, Pubulus raised his right hand once more. Between his empty fingers, alchemy that was above that of a Great Grandmaster was displayed once more.
Boundless heat converged, forming a vortex that spun violently.
A firestorm that could destroy an entire city was compressed above his palm, forming a wind tunnel the size of a ping pong ball. Its power was even rapidly increasing.
It emitted an endless, dazzling light!
"I am Pubulus!"
He raised his right hand high and declared to the world, "I am immortal!"
"No …"
The skeleton in the water tank murmured dully.
"I am a god that exists in the world!"
Pubulus roared, raising his divine might as he hovered above Helios.
"I am Apollo, the Lord of the Scorching Sun!"
"No …"
In the water tank, the skeleton trembled violently. Wisps of sparks kept flashing in its dark eye sockets, just like the memories that had returned.
"I am not Pubulus. I am not Apollo."
It murmured chaotically, tracing back to its origins. "I am … I am …"
In that instant, the final memories surfaced from the rapidly recovering soul, allowing him to completely welcome the most important answer, the result that had long been predestined.
"I am … Balder …"
He suddenly understood and was swallowed up by the sun that descended from the sky.
He said:
"I am the King of Light!"
Thus, in that instant, the door of the Eternal Frost Furnace opened, and brilliant sunlight gushed out, illuminating all things.
It lit up the dark universe with an inextinguishable flame.
Light descended!
.
.
In the illusory temple, a shattering sound rang out.
Zeus absent-mindedly clenched his fist and crushed his wine cup, but then he couldn't help but laugh.
"Hahaha, hahahaha, hahahahaha!!!"
He laughed so hard that he was convulsing, applauding for the unfolding of fate's ultimate praise. "Everything must be given up. So that's how it is, that's how it is!!!"
If he wanted to obtain something.
He had to give up something.
This was the essence of alchemy.
If he wanted to obtain the power and status of a god, he had to give up his mortal body. For this, Pubulus didn't hesitate to completely split himself.
Blood, flesh, soul, desire, and even … bones that had lost their value!
So much so that he didn't even realize that his god-creating mystic apparatus had already succeeded. In fact, even before Huai Shi and the others had ascended to Helios, the true god had already descended.
It was just that the one who had been resurrected was not Apollo, who had been annihilated long ago.
The mystic apparatus, which had lost its target, continued to operate. In the end, it pointed to the only existence in the same domain that hadn't been contaminated by the Rancher and still had the possibility of being resurrected.
Before the god's power, the god's consciousness had already descended and attached itself to the skeleton that Pubulus had abandoned.
However, due to the subtle differences in the ritual, it was as if the god's head had hit the ground first when he descended, and he didn't even remember who he was. The god's consciousness and Pubulus' fragmented memories were mixed together.
A new life was born.
A skeleton … that possessed the essence of a god!
Zeus suddenly realized something and asked, "Did you know from the beginning?"
"I guessed a little. After all, I had that dream."
Tongi raised her eyebrows. "After all, I still have a pretty deep impression of it."
In this world, he was one of the few sun gods who hadn't fallen along with the other gods and hadn't been killed by their own hands.
Moreover, he was such a salted fish …
He was probably the only one, right?
Among the Norse gods, he didn't use violence to demonstrate his authority. Instead, he was an existence that brought warmth, laughter, happiness, and peace to all living things in the world …
Unfortunately, the principle that good people didn't live long didn't apply to mortals.
It was also prevalent among the gods.
Even before the gods had fallen, before Tongi had killed her own kind, he had already lost his life to the tricks of the God of Conspiracy and died at the hands of his own uncle.
No, it should be said that even without Loki, he would have fulfilled his destiny and met with such an end, right?
From the beginning, before Balder was born, his death was destined.
To trace the root cause, one had to go back to the "social history of the gods" that Tongi had once told Huai Shi.
The existence of the "divine system" was essentially the union of the gods, and the gods had their own responsibilities. However, there were always some things that others weren't willing to do.
It was like when a company was building a team, the newcomers had to be responsible for carrying bags, and when the boss committed a crime, there was always a younger brother who had to take the blame. When the class was cleaned up after school, there was always a group of people who had to clean the toilets.
The current situation was so beautiful, so who would be responsible for guarding hell?
Just like the unlucky child Hades who had been schemed against by his younger brother in the Greek divine system, there was always someone who was unlucky.
In Dongxia, it was the Lord of Mount Tai who had a great sense of responsibility. In Egypt, it was the half-dead Osiris. And in Northern Europe, everyone carried forward the democratic voting system, which meant that everyone pushed the work to the most annoying person in the team.
Loki.
In order to appease his unlucky brother, Odin and Loki made an agreement that Loki would temporarily manage hell, and the future would be handed over to his daughter.
As a reward, his son would enter into a marriage contract with her as the God of Light.
However, who in the Norse gods didn't know that their words were like farts?
From the beginning, Odin had never thought of fulfilling his agreement.
In particular, when he discovered that the Goddess of the Underworld had already prepared a marriage hall for his son in hell, he was determined to violate the promise he had made.
The Queen of Heaven, Frigg, pleaded with all things in the world to swear that they would never hurt the god who brought light and warmth to the world, and all things faithfully fulfilled their promises as promised.
The only thing missing was one thing.
Mistletoe.
It was precisely because of this that Balder died under Loki's scheme.
Cause of death: Uncle's daughter wasn't good-looking and couldn't find a partner, so she could only make do with him.
Unfortunately, in such an ancient era, there was no marriage annulment story.
It was really a pity.
From then on, the world lost joy and sunshine, and the gods lost the sun god who they could trust and feel at ease.
This was the origin of 'Dusk is Coming'.
And when Odin tried to act shamelessly again and sent an envoy to the Underworld to ask for Balder's soul, he was stopped by the Goddess of the Underworld's maid.
The two sides made another agreement.
If it was as Odin said, that all things in the world mourned for Balder's death, then the Goddess of the Underworld would let Balder return.
The result was regrettable.
When all things mourned for Balder's death …
Zeus couldn't help but look to his side.
There was a Crow who 'happened to pass by' expressing that he was very happy. It's okay, it doesn't matter, it's fine. It's New Year, and he's dead, and he's still a child. It's for his own good …
Mourning? Mourning for what? Mourning for what?
Can't you see that I'm happy?
In this regard, Tongi had always been indifferent!
So, just like that, she ruthlessly stabbed the Norse gods in the heart, until so many years had passed …
"I have to do what I promised. I don't think there's anything wrong with that. Sigh, it's all in the past. Drink tea, drink tea. "
Tongi smiled, picked up the pink teacup, and blinked proudly.
"After all, everything is part of fate, isn't it?"
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