Vivian summoned a swarm of bats and looked down at the surrounding terrain from a high altitude. Soon, she found the area that appeared on the surveillance screen. It was a battlefield ruins on the riverbank. It was some distance from the main battlefield of Vigrid, but the situation was no less tragic. Vivian believed that this was the battlefield where the Twilight of the Gods began. Frost giants, fire giants, and various demons from other dimensions rushed into Asgard through the Bifröst here.
The heroic Heimdallr fought a life-and-death battle with the invaders here, but the gatekeeper eventually perished with Loki.
This small battlefield was located in the gap between two huge tentacles. It was triangular as if it was sandwiched by two small mountains. The surveillance images seen in Valhalla matched the characteristics of this area, but Hao Ren did not find any signs of human activity here.
"There's no smell," Lily sniffed around on the ground and came back to report to Hao Ren. "I'm sure no one has been here for at least three months. But there are some traces of human activity here. Some of the corpses have had their equipment taken away, and some have new and old cut marks on them. "
"It sounds like 'battlefield scavengers,'" Y 'zaks muttered. "It's been more than two thousand years. Are there really so many people who survived?"
"I can't believe how they survived the deadly magic radiation to this day." Vivian shook her head. Then her eyes were suddenly attracted by something not far away. She looked up and stared blankly.
Hao Ren followed her gaze and saw the largest tentacle emerging from the end of the earth in front of him, all the way to the sky. The tentacle was covered with a layer of fragmented colorful crystal, and at the end of the crystal was a ring-shaped crystal door. The door was constantly rotating, and unstable light leaked out from it. This must be the legendary Bifröst.
In front of this fragmented crystal bridge, there was an exceptionally tall figure standing proudly against the heavenly light.
It was an Asgardian warrior with a thick beard. He wore the unique alloy armor of the gods of Asgard. His body was covered with scars, and the armor on his chest had deeply caved in. That was his fatal wound. The warrior stood in front of the Bifröst, his body slightly leaning forward as if he was ready to pounce. He did not turn around until the moment of his death. Behind him, a broken spear was pressed against his waist. At the last moment of his life, he probably used this method to keep himself standing.
Two thousand years had also severely weathered the warrior's appearance. However, the incredible thing was that his corpse did not completely decompose. He had only become a dried corpse in the wind. It was as if the duty of guarding the bridge was still on his shoulders, allowing him to resist the grinding of time.
"Heimdallr … the entire Garden of Asgard has fallen, but you are still standing." Vivian came to the warrior and said softly.
"Admirable." Galazur spread her hands on both sides of her body, leaned forward slightly, and saluted the warrior as a dragon king. She did not know who Heimdallr was, but as a golden dragon who valued martial arts, she respected the other party's fighting spirit.
Vivian pointed in another direction. "Then there is Loki. He died without a whole body. What a sad guy."
A rather large male corpse lay in front of Heimdall. His bones were abnormally thick, and his body size completely exceeded that of a normal Aesir tribesman. The corpse was decapitated, its torso falling ten meters away, and its head rolling at Heimdall's feet.
"Loki is a descendant of the frost giants. In the beginning, he was not so evil, but then he became worse day by day. Some people thought that this was the gradual awakening of the evil blood of the giants in his body, but now I guess he went crazy because he came into contact with the sap of the world tree in the Niebelungen area. The black dragon Nidhogg gnawed on the roots of Yggdrasil at the bottom of the underworld for many years. The lifeblood of the First Born polluted one-third of the underworld of Heim, soaked through the mountains, and seeped into the water source of Niebelungen. Loki once went to investigate the problem of the water source of Niebelungen, and when he came back, he was a little abnormal. "
"Are you familiar with Heimdallr?" Hao Ren asked curiously.
Vivian shook her head. "Not very familiar, but I have a deep impression of him. Heimdallr is a dull guy, and particularly rigid. He is meticulous when guarding the door. Even though I am Odin's friend, I have been blocked in front of the Bifröst more than once by this fool. But other than that, his courage and loyalty are unparalleled in the Nine Realms. "
Lily scratched her hair. "Why do I suddenly feel that the otherworldlings in Northern Europe have become the good guys, and the demon hunters who liberated all mankind have become the villains?"
"Because everyone is flesh and blood, and whether they are good or bad, there will always be brave people. Courage is not divided into camps," Vivian shook her head gently. "You will feel the bravery and tenacious struggle of the Norse gods in the past. But if you go back to that era and look at the living environment of human beings at that time, you will lament the ruthlessness, selfishness, and violence of Odin and his followers. In the end, the war of extinction has no distinction between good and evil. The whole Mythological Era had ups and downs, and the final result was that human beings and otherworldlings exchanged living space. Human beings are the real aborigines of the earth, and the otherworldlings are just a group of visitors from another world. So the world still belongs to human beings. In the whole process, whether the demon hunters are willing or not, they have played the role of 'liberating human beings'. So from the perspective of human beings, they have become the masters of 'justice'. "
Nangong Sanba circled around Heimdallr's body and suddenly found something. "Hey, look at this!"
Hao Ren went over to check the situation. It turned out that Nangong Sanba found a pile of small ceremonial items. Just a few meters away from Heimdallr, a few stones were stacked together in a regular pattern. On the stones, there were patterned pottery pots and rusty spear tips. These inconspicuous things were almost indistinguishable from the surrounding battlefield ruins. A closer look revealed that it was a small altar.
The MDT immediately flew over to check and said, "The age … the last record is 100 years ago."
"Someone is paying tribute to Heimdallr," Hao Ren and Vivian exchanged a look. "It's definitely not the crazy Valkyrie."
"I'm afraid it's those 'battlefield scavengers'," Y 'zaks said, looking up at the Bifröst. "They came through this door."
After leaving some surveillance probes on the battlefield ruins, Hao Ren and his team stepped on the extraordinarily thick tentacle of the First Born, or the branch of the World Tree. The Bifröst stretched all the way under their feet.
In ancient Norse mythology, the Bifröst was a long bridge of light extending from the Garden of Asgard. The gods of Asgard cast this bridge with clouds, rainbows, and incredible divine power, using it to connect the road between the human world and the divine kingdom. But in fact, the spatial rifts connecting the different dimensions had been attached to the branches of Yggdrasil before the establishment of the Garden of Asgard. The Bifröst was just a stabilizing device used to solidify these spatial rifts and artificially control their opening and closing. In this way, the gods of Asgard established the closure and inviolability of their 'divine kingdom' and bound the order of the Nine Worlds.
On the day of the Twilight of the Gods, the army of giants and monsters forcibly attacked the entrance of the Bifröst on the Asgard side. Loki worked together to destroy the restraints originally used to protect the portal. After a serious overload, the Bifröst was destroyed, the crystal trail broke into thousands of pieces, and the portal at the end of the bridge could no longer be closed, becoming a permanent semi-open state.
The ring-shaped portal at the end of the crystal trail was so large that it looked like it could even accommodate a large passenger plane easily. A large number of components of the portal were constantly running in the air, making a rumbling sound. Vivian came to the gate and threw a small bat in. At the same time, she explained to the people around her, "There is only one Bifröst in Asgard, but it can lead to all the other eight different dimensions. By changing the way this ring rotates, the portal can be mapped to the paths of several other kingdoms. And if the guard captain of the Bifröst, that is, Heimdallr, dies, the mapping relationship of the Bifröst will immediately be disrupted and solidified. "
Hao Ren frowned and said, "That is to say, we can't determine which kingdom is on the other side of the portal, and we can't determine the specific location of any kingdom?"
Vivian sighed and said, "Odin's left eye is inlaid with a gem. This gem can reflect the true path of the Nine Worlds and restore control of the Bifröst after Heimdallr's death. Originally, I wanted to find Odin's body after coming here, and then use the power of the gem to explore other dimensions one by one and find Ymir's spaceship. But now Odin's whereabouts are unknown, we can only look for him one kingdom at a time. "
At this time, a wisp of blood mist floated out of the portal and re-condensed into the shape of a small bat in Vivian's hand.
"The situation on the other side is not good," she frowned and said, "I don't think life could have survived there."
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