The majestic and glorious Valhalla Temple, more than two thousand years ago, was the most magnificent and sacred place in the minds of human beings in Northern Europe. People yearned for and longed for this place even more than the land of Odin. Because this was the only place where mortals could have a direct connection with the gods. The bravest and most determined human warriors would become the chosen of the gods after death. They would be cast into eternal steel armor in the Temple of Valhalla and become the eternal guards of the sacred Garden of Asgard. For humans in that era, this was a supreme honor. It meant that they could ascend to the altar — even if they were just expendable goods.
In fact, this kind of fanatical loyalty existed at any time. It was just that in the barbaric and cruel Mythological era, this kind of blind fanaticism was even more emotional.
But no matter how sacred and great Valhalla was, now it was just a cold, dead ruin.
This magnificent palace was better preserved than the other buildings in the Garden of Asgard. From the surface, it seemed almost untouched by the Twilight of the Gods. But inside, it was empty, dusty, and scattered weapons and armor everywhere. Walking in the deep and long corridor, every step was like stepping into an ancient, cold tomb.
The corridors of Valhalla's palace were towering, yet they also gave off an oppressive feeling. At the top of the high walls on both sides were metal ceilings that resembled triangles, the slanted alloy ceilings pressing down from both sides, making those walking below couldn't help but feel as if they were being watched by some type of authoritative power. On both sides of the corridor, there were exquisite reliefs everywhere. These reliefs depicted the daily life of the gods of Asgard in a far more sophisticated way than the human skills of that time. There was no lack of simple self-praise and self-glorification. After filtering out these beautifications, Hao Ren could vaguely reconstruct the social life of an alien civilization that was unfortunate enough to be stranded on Earth, whose technological tree was almost completely broken, and could only fumble around while bullying the local natives.
This kind of social life was almost the common epitome of all otherworldlings on Earth in the Mythological Era.
Galazur and Hao Ren walked at the front of the team. The dragon queen was bare-handed, only her exposed arms had faint golden scales. Hao Ren carried two spears: the plasma spear and the Gungnir. Originally, he wanted to familiarize himself with the Godslayer, but unfortunately, the sword was too noisy in battle. Hao Ren had to temporarily put it into his dimensional pocket and use the Gungnir instead. It was a new weapon anyway, so it did not matter which one he used.
Hao Ren now felt that he was more and more like a professional gunner, the kind who was proficient in cold weapons and had the talent to wield long weapons. Whether it was the three years of battle experience that had forced him to hone his skills, or the physical fitness that Raven 12345 had bestowed upon him, he could quickly familiarize himself with any weapon. Wielding two spears with both hands, he felt like a martial arts master.
At the back of the team, Y 'zaks and Anthony Alfonso were holding the fort.
They walked deeper and deeper in the long corridor. Guided by Vivian's vague memory, they walked toward the control center of Valhalla. However, they did not encounter any enemies along the way, and there were no automatic traps activated.
The strange scream when the door opened was like a hallucination. After the scare, there was no follow-up.
"These armors won't suddenly activate, will they?" Lily raised her two claws and followed beside Vivian. She looked nervously at the armor fragments and broken weapons in the corner of the corridor. "These look like einherjar parts …"
"They are soulless einherjar armors. Some of them are completely scrapped from the battlefield, and some are failed castings." Vivian shook her head. "These armors were originally piled up in the graveyard of the Valhalla, but when the Twilight of the Gods came, Odin ordered these defective armors to be sent to the battlefield. He was going to use a one-time rune to forcibly activate these iron lumps as cannon fodder. But when the control center of Valhalla went offline, all his arrangements were for naught, and these einherjars disintegrated directly in the tunnel."
They continued to move forward in the lifeless corridor. Just when Hao Ren felt that the journey was too dull, and the uneasiness in his heart was boiling, the MDT suddenly jumped out of his pocket. "Buddy, einherjar activity detected up ahead."
In the previous battle, the MDT had recorded the energy wavelength of the einherjar. Now its radar system had been updated, and it could serve as an early warning.
"Damn, they're finally here!" When he heard that the enemy was approaching, Hao Ren's first reaction was not nervousness, but relief. It was as if a stone had been lifted from his heart. The uneasiness came from the unknown, and it was precisely because the enemy did not appear that he was troubled. But if the enemy really did appear, then he was relieved!
The enemy on the surface was always easy to deal with.
Everyone had dealt with the einherjar once, so this time everyone seemed to be prepared (except for Nangong Wuyue, who said that she only had detergent in her head and bubbles in her head). Without anyone's command, everyone immediately spread out and formed a formation to face the attack.
They did not intend to take a detour or hide. There was only one way forward, and any other direction would lead them out of Valhalla. Since they were already so deep in, there was no point in trying to avoid the battle.
* Clack, clack … *
After a while, the familiar sound of metal scraping came from the direction that the MDT had pointed out.
Hao Ren immediately gripped his spear and stepped forward. "Attention everyone, they're coming!"
* Clack … Clack … *
The sound of metal scraping was getting closer, and finally, four tall einherjar armors with a pale golden luster came out of the shadows. These armors were the same as the einherjar they had encountered in the Golden Palace. They wore full-body armor engraved with runes, and there were only two wandering lights flashing in the hollow helmets. They held a charging greatsword that looked like a door panel in their hands, and every step they took was accompanied by a heavy metallic echo.
The plasma spear in Hao Ren's hand suddenly burst into a dazzling flame, and Gungnir hummed softly. Hao Ren still did not know all the abilities of the spear, but after the initial decoding by the MDT, he could now control the basic form of Gungnir. As a weapon, the spear was also very useful.
But just when everyone was ready for battle, Nangong Sanba suddenly said, "Wait a minute! Something doesn't seem right … "
Galazur also noticed something unusual. "Why aren't they coming?"
The einherjars in the Golden Palace would attack indiscriminately when they encountered the intruders, but now these einherjars did not move. The four einherjars just stood quietly at the other end of the corridor, the lights under their helmets flickering, and there was no sign of attack.
The standoff went on for a few minutes, and just when Lily was about to lose her patience and was about to take the initiative to test the waters, the einherjars suddenly moved.
They maintained the same speed as when they were patrolling and continued to come here.
Everyone immediately raised their guard, but the expected attack still did not come. These einherjars just walked along the established patrol route as if they did not see the intruders in front of them. They walked straight past Hao Ren and his team and gradually walked away.
Until these einherjars disappeared at the other end of the corridor, Lily did not know what happened. "What's going on?"
Hao Ren pondered for a long time, and suddenly looked at his hand thoughtfully. "Could it be … this thing?"
Gungnir glowed slightly in his hand, which was once the weapon and symbol of Odin.
Vivian's eyes lit up. "It's possible! Odin could use Gungnir to command the Einherjars! "
Hao Ren suddenly understood. "It seems that the Einherjars can still recognize Gungnir, but I don't know how to use this thing to order them, so they chose to continue patrolling after waiting for a while."
"F * ck … If I knew this earlier, I wouldn't have fought the battle in the Golden Palace." Lily suddenly grabbed her hair. "Mr. Landlord, you should have taken this thing out earlier."
"I didn't know this thing has this function," Hao Ren said innocently. "I just wanted to test the Godslayer. If I knew that thing was so annoying, I would have changed my weapon."
Vivian interrupted the conversation between Hao Ren and Lily. "Anyway, this is good news. It seems that Gungnir's influence on the relics of Asgard is still there, and Odin's personal identification has failed. This gun …"
Before Vivian could finish, a strange scream suddenly interrupted her. This scream seemed to pierce into the brain and made people dizzy. Hao Ren immediately looked in the direction of the sound and saw a sudden burst of dazzling white light from the depths of the corridor, followed by a woman wrapped in a blazing light rushing out of the white light.
The woman was wearing a strange tattered armor, her body was full of scars, her hair was disheveled, and she looked crazy. As soon as she rushed out, she stared at Gungnir in Hao Ren's hand and suddenly let out a shrill scream. "Ahhh! Intruder! Return the holy relic of the Holy Father! "
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