Chapter 225: Chapter 51 Mimir’s Skull_3
“…”
“…Step”
“Step step——”
Soon, the sound of footsteps grew from quiet to loud, coming from the passageway, and Laine’s figure quickly appeared here.
Entering the grand hall, Mimir imdiately looked towards this unfamiliar deity, but Laine did not look back at him.
What directly attracted Laine’s gaze was not the imnse head, but rather a fla that provided light to the entire hall.
It flickered in midair, using the void as its fuel, and burned eternally unchanged. Laine could feel that this fla was extraordinary.
“This is an undying fla born in Muspelheim, the Country of Flas, one of the two most primal realms among the nine major worlds; the flas of that land often possess so exceptional powers.”
“Even if the very essence of Asgard has ‘died,’ it remains unaffected and continues to burn. In contrast, those outside have long since been extinguished.”
A deep, aged voice spoke up, explaining the origins of the fla before him to Laine. As expected, the robed deity shifted his gaze in the direction of the speaker.
“A head, but with life sealed within. I must say, your manner of existence is quite interesting.”
Calm in deanor, Laine sensed traces in Mimir’s skull that were sowhat similar to witchcraft.
Compared to the still-primitive Chaos, the nine great worlds that had gone through prosperity to destruction evidently had a splendid civilization, and magic was one of its most dazzling gems.
Even the war between Asgard and Vanaheim stemd from this—the Vanir goddess Gullveig ca to visit Odin.
Her words showed no respect for the Divine King, and according to later legends, it is said she ca to boast of her magic power, or to argue which of the two deity races deserved more worship from humans. In the end, when Odin felt offended, he was the first to hurl his spear at her, and the gods all took their turn attacking her, but to no avail.
They killed the goddess three tis, but she resurrected herself three tis using the power of magic. Ultimately, Gullveig strode back to Vanaheim, sparking the war between the two great realms.
“Heh, those are just so old events. If possible, I wouldn’t want to continue in this state either.”
Trying to show a friendly smile, what appeared on Mimir’s face instead seed fierce and frightening.
“Strange deity, I don’t know where you co from, or why you have co to Asgard’s Golden Palace? Perhaps I can offer you so assistance.”
Without expressing any opinion on the giant’s words, but considering that the other party was indeed more familiar with this place, Laine asked:
“I am here to find what the owner left behind, as well as the source of the Rune Symbols engraved on the palace.”
“And… what happened here, and where did the original owners go?”
His heart stirring, Mimir quickly picked up on the key information from Laine’s words. He seed to have never heard of the existence of the Divine King Odin, nor knew the na of the Rune Symbols.
Any deity from the nine worlds couldn’t possibly be so ignorant, perhaps…
“Of course, what you seek is all in the treasury left by the Divine King; I know where it is and can show you the way there.”
The smile on Mimir’s skull beca even brighter—he felt he finally had hope of leaving.
“However, the vault has been sealed; without the correct thod of opening it, its contents will scatter into the void, never to be found again. I can try to help you think of a way to open it, as I understand the owner of this place, but it will take so ti.”
“As for why this place has beco like this, I’m sorry, I am not very clear either.”
“Not clear?”
Raising an eyebrow, Laine said:
“As a part of this place, you’re not aware of what has happened to your own location?”
“Yes, I can explain the specific situation to you one by one.”
“Then let’s talk on the way. You guide , and before we find that vault, you can recount your past as much as you like.”
With a wave of his long sleeve, Laine gathered the undying bright fla into his sleeve, then had the tray holding Mimir’s skull co to his side.
As a Titan, Mimir’s head was still several tis larger than a normal person’s after being processed with rituals and herbs; it looked strangely eerie.
“As you wish, I will recount the past to you.”
Having agreed, Mimir pointed in a direction and then began to tell Laine of his experiences.
Walking on the road to the vault and listening to the head’s narrative, Laine gradually ca to understand the history of this place.
Most of the history of Asgard was similar to later myths, with only so parts deliberately obscured or misinterpreted by Mimir, who also blackened the existence of so gods. Still, Laine, comparing it to the accounts in Scandinavian mythology, easily distinguished the truth from the falsehoods.
However, he kept a poker face and didn’t point out any issues; instead, he continued to play the role of an Outer Deity who knew nothing of this land.
The original life of the world, the Titan Ymir was born at the intersection of ice and fire; the birth of the World Tree; the appearance of the nine realms; and even the elves, dwarves, titans… it was all no different from mythology, until the Twilight of the Gods ca.
Unlike the records of later generations, this ti, faced with the inevitable disaster, the gods did not accept their fate passively but tried all kinds of resistance. Ultimately, before the twilight was upon them, the Divine King Odin seed to have truly found a solution, or perhaps discovered sothing unexpected.
In any case, he secretly gathered the gods, but this ti the assembly didn’t occur within the Golden Palace, so Mimir didn’t know what they discussed.
After the assembly, Odin briefly returned to the palace, then left the Golden Palace alone; the other gods also departed one after another.
What followed was the disintegration of the roots, the collapse of the World Tree, the disintegration of the nine realms, and everything fell into oblivion.
According to Mimir, all this happened around seventy to eighty thousand years ago.
“Seventy to eighty thousand years… ago?!”
He committed the number firmly to mory, and a ridiculous hunch began to take shape in Laine’s mind, but he imdiately pushed it aside. Not just because Mimir’s narration had co to an end, but because he had arrived at his destination.
“Is this the treasure vault of the Golden Palace, the Divine King’s treasury?”
Looking at everything before him, Laine was sowhat skeptical.
“Of course, actually there are many vaults in the Golden Palace, but this is the most crucial one, also the only one that still exists. The rest, even if the vaults themselves are still intact, the treasures inside them have probably, like the common extinguished Immortal Fla in the Golden Palace, lost all their power.”
“However, to open it, the correct thod is still required, otherwise, once the vault collapses on itself, then nothing will be gained.”
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