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Chapter 1115

Words:2021Update:22/06/26 00:57:29

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Although Hao Ren had already guessed what the world on the other side of the Bifröst looked like and what kind of destructive power the 'magical radiation' mentioned by Vivian had, it was not until he stepped out of the portal with everyone that he realized how tragic the kingdom outside Asgard was now.

They crossed the spiral door of the Bifröst and stepped into a place that looked like purgatory.

The earth was burned to ashes, and everything in the world collapsed into ashes. Hao Ren stood on this side of the wreckage of the Bifröst and looked into the distance. Every inch of the land he saw showed signs of serious distortion. Huge and terrible rifts could be seen everywhere. Thick smoke billowed from the rifts as if the endless hellfire in the rift had not been burned out until today. Outside the rift valley, one could see a continuous stretch of dirty green glass covering everything. The glass was fluorescent and looked like a disgusting viscous liquid. They were distributed in clusters, extending from under the Bifröst to the end of the horizon. These glass bodies were the product of magical radiation. The unprecedentedly powerful magical energy, coupled with the catalytic shock of the demon hunters' beam cannons, produced mixed magical energy that completely melted and destroyed the earth, turning all organic matter on the earth into this disgusting, strange, glass-like thing. These magic-soaked residues were almost useless. They were like a curse itself, scorching and disgusting covering the earth, making it barren for thousands of years.

A sky ruled by ashes and dust shrouded the earth. Thick clouds of dust almost obscured all light. Heaven and earth were shrouded in darkness, making this purgatory-like world even more horrible and gloomy.

This was a burnt world, a world where all flourishing life had been melted into slag. The air was filled with lethal poison and radiation, the sky no longer shone with light, life was cut off, and all things were infected. No living thing could survive in such an environment — at least, most normal species could not.

Wuyue grabbed Hao Ren's arm with a little fear, stretched her neck and looked into the distance, trying to find a trace of life, but obviously she could not find it. In this place that had been completely burned down, there was only one living thing left alive, and that was the tentacles at the edge of the continent.

The powerful Yggdrasil's tentacles could survive even in this place. They were now standing on one of its tentacles, while the other tentacles were swaying slightly in the distance. The silver-white runes were also shining on these tentacles. However, these biological tissues couldn't bring the slightest bit of vitality or warmth to this place. On the contrary, these strange things only made this place appear even more gloomy and terrifying, like a nightmare in the abyss.

The Bifröst on this side was the same as the Bifröst of Asgard. Only the spiral door was still working, and the crystal trail covering the branches of Yggdrasil had been fragmented. Due to the erosion of magic energy, the crystal trail on this side was in a more tragic state. Hao Ren walked in front, leading them along the tentacles of the First Born to the dead land. He had seen what Asgard looked like after the Twilight of the Gods. At that time, he thought that it was already quite a tragic wasteland, but when he came here, he realized how beautiful Asgard was.

Although it was also destroyed by the war, compared to here, it was as good as heaven.

"Which kingdom is this? Niebelungen, the kingdom of the dead? Svartalfheim? Mespelheim? " Nangong Sanba could not help but say, "It can't be Midgard … it's so tragic."

"I can't recognize it at all," Vivian frowned. "I never thought that the magic energy would burn so violently. This space has been completely burned. Everything is unrecognizable. The mountains have collapsed, the rivers have evaporated. I don't know where we are."

"The 'battlefield scavengers' we saw on the surveillance video crossed the Bifröst to Asgard," Hao Ren looked at Vivian. "That is to say, they crossed this wasteland. Who do you think can do this?"

"The strong among the gods of Asgard or the flame giants should be able to survive in this environment, but certainly not for a long time. There is no water and food here, and it seems unlikely that those things can be produced. In addition, the figures in the surveillance video are obviously not giants or Asgard gods, judging from their clothing and physical characteristics. I think they are more like the humans of Midgard, "Vivian said, spreading her hands helplessly." It is absolutely impossible for humans to survive here for more than ten minutes. I can't explain this. "

They walked down the Bifröst and explored the dead world. There were no relics to collect, and there were no battlefield ruins to study. The magic storm had destroyed everything here equally, leaving only worthless ashes for people to admire.

If nothing could be found here, Hao Ren's next goal was another Bifröst more than a hundred kilometers away, where there was a gate that led to the next 'world.'

According to Vivian, except for Asgard, which had only one Bifröst, the other eight kingdoms each had two dimensional passages that could lead to two kingdoms. When Heimdallr died in battle, these dimensional passages were connected in pairs, connecting several kingdoms into a chain.

Now without Odin's gem guidance, Hao Ren and the others could not control the mapping of the Bifröst, so they could only go from kingdom to kingdom.

Originally, Hao Ren did not have any hope for this desolate continent, but hope always came inadvertently: there was not really nothing here.

"Mr. Landlord! There is something here! "

Lily, who was running in the front, suddenly stopped in front of a small hill, turned her head and shouted in this direction.

A group of people rushed over, and Lily pointed to a pile of objects on the ground, "It looks like it was left by humans."

A few stones that had been beaten into shape were stacked neatly together, and around the stones were some pottery shards and leather fragments that had no meaning. At the top of the pile of stones, there was a metal-cast cane, and next to the cane was a small compass-like device. These things might be some kind of symbolic souvenir. A polished slate was placed flat on the ground, and something was written in ancient characters on the slate.

Hao Ren bent down and used the translation plug-in to decipher the handwriting on the slate. "… Tanarossa, the Lightseeker, rests in peace here. He devoted his life to searching for the remnant light of the stars in the Nine Worlds, but he did not find it until his death. This warrior fell in Vanaheim. May the ancestors and the Valkyrie shelter his soul and lead him to the eternal kingdom."

Lily carefully turned the slate over and found that there were words on the back of the slate:

"My friend, I will continue our journey. Even if there is only one person left, I will reach Asgard. May you bless me in the palace of the eternal kingdom. If I fall, may we meet again in the eternal kingdom. If there are new Lightseekers set off one day in the future, I hope they can see this text. We are trapped in the long night, but we will move toward the light until we die. "

"Lightseeker …" Vivian repeated the word in a low voice, "I have never heard of this in the Nordic cultural system."

"Obviously, it is a noun that came into being after the Nine Worlds were separated from the Main Material Plane," Hao Ren frowned, deducing the hidden meaning of this text, "Fell in Vanaheim … That is to say, this is Vanaheim?"

"The former home of the Vanir gods. This place was originally fertile with several large rivers and an inland sea. There was often a phantom light in the sky," Vivian looked at the land that was completely destroyed by magic energy and sighed softly, "I didn't expect it to become like this."

Anthony Alfonso carefully observed the small grave and suddenly found something, "The handwriting is very new."

Hao Ren's spirit rose in an instant. "Just left?!"

The old Magician immediately summoned an Appraisal Magic Orb. The orb circled around the staff a few times before disappearing. "Not more than … two days. This place is filled with Mana. Based on the accumulation of Mana on the surface of the metal, we can determine when was the last time it was touched by a living being."

Lily suddenly jumped up and said, "I'm afraid the person who left these things is still in Vanaheim!"

"Split up and look!" Before Vivian's voice trailed off, she summoned a swarm of small bats, and a large swarm of bats spread in all directions. "There is no sign of people passing through the Bifröst in Asgard. I'm afraid something has happened to this person!"

Hao Ren, Galazur, and Anthony Alfonso immediately opened their respective dimensional pockets and released all the detection probes they carried. The detection probes and the swarm of bats quickly disappeared under the chaotic sky of Vanaheim, and a rapidly expanding scanning area was mapped in the minds of the MDT and Vivian.

Galazur looked worried and said, "This man said he was going to Asgard, but when we came from the Bifröst, we didn't find any trace. I'm afraid he is lost."

Hao Ren's heart sank. "Lost in this damn place … I can't imagine the consequences. That man can come all the way here, I hope he has more ways to save his life, otherwise we will be a step too late. "

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