Chapter 712: Chapter 128: Ymir, Do You Dare to Call Daddy? (6.5k)_4 Chapter 712: Chapter 128: Ymir, Do You Dare to Call Daddy? (6.5k)_4 The three-ter-long redblack wooden body transford into a dark red sword blade, resembling a gemstone and tal, with the end forming the hilt and the surrounding branches becoming the guard.
Luo En rely gazed at the sword from afar, and it was as if he saw a sea of raging flas; an intense burning sensation spread from his sight to his soul.
This seed to be a Divine Artifact forged by the World Tree itself from its own branches, containing the Divinity of the Fire Country that it could not digest, hence possessing the powerful Power of Destruction.
“Shasha~~”
Luo En heard the familiar rustling sound of branches, and looking at the dark red giant sword in his hand, he couldn’t help but show surprise:
“Should I give it a na?”
“Sha!”
The World Tree rustled its leaves and branches, giving an affirmative answer.
After a brief mont of contemplation, Luo En looked at the flaming sword body and the few charred branches of the World Tree and blurted out as if possessed:
“Laevateinn?”
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After speaking, Luo En paused, stunned.
In fact, the term Laevateinn wasn’t strictly a ‘na,’ but rather a ‘taphoric compound’ related to ‘swords,’ aning ‘Branch Wounder,’ or ‘Branch’s Destruction,’ signifying its terrifying power to destroy the Nordic World Tree.
And this thing, was also the Fla Demon Sword Leivatin that legend foretold would lead the entire Nordic to twilight of the gods!
The World Tree Yggdrasil…
The Fla Demon Sword Leivatin…
And the 24 Holy Runes he engraved into the tree…
Were all these, ‘inevitability’ or ‘chance’?
With ssy thoughts flooding his mind, Luo En was montarily bewildered.
“Boom!”
Just at that mont, a loud bang ca from the Golden Gunna Great Chasm where flas and mist intermingled; a towering Giant God broke free from the shackles of ice, letting out a thunderous roar towards the heavens, and his overwhelming Divine Power scattered the flas and mist that had accumulated in the sky above the Nordic Divine Era for who knows how many years.
Suddenly, the entire Nordic Divine Era shook violently, and a terrifying Aether Storm swept towards all directions, turning everything in its path to dust.
Luo En, watching the monster from within the Golden Gunna Great Chasm that turned the entire Nordic Divine Era upside down with just its roar, couldn’t help but have his expression change slightly.
The Ancestor Giant—Ymir!
The original creator of the Nordic Divine Era, a life of Origin equivalent in standing to the Greek God of Chaos, Chaos.
It seems that his private tampering with the powers of ice and fire not only caused the World Tree to mature ahead of ti but also caused the egg of life in the Golden Gunna Great Chasm to hatch prematurely.
Wouldn’t this make sort of a half-father to the Ancestor Giant Ymir?
If he’s willing to acknowledge it, returning to Greece with such an assistant, dealing with Zeus shouldn’t be a problem, right?
“Roar!”
A thunderous roar interrupted Luo En’s reverie; the newly born Ancestor Giant seed to have caught a whiff of so sweet scent, sniffing the air before excitedly looking towards a place shrouded in light patterns, with thick saliva drooling from the corner of his mouth, falling onto the cold permafrost and turning into a raging river.
In the mont when he locked eyes with the Ancestor Giant, Luo En couldn’t help but get goosebumps.
Whether or not he could acknowledge kinship was uncertain, but one thing he could be sure of was that this freshly awakened being must be very hungry…
And in both Greece and the Nordic, the records about the Giant Clan were synonymous with Chaos, disorder, and brutality, belonging to monsters whose instincts overshadowed reason.
Trying to forge a relationship with them, let alone a stepfather, even the real father would be consud clean.
As if to confirm Luo En’s thoughts, Ymir, having fixed his gaze on living things, decisively left the Golden Gunna Great Chasm, baring his gleaming white jaws and charging towards him.
Seeing the situation going south, Luo En decisively teleported a hundred miles away, drawing Ymir’s attention to a desolate land so that the World Tree wouldn’t beco an unintended casualty.
As the monster thundered towards him, Luo En imdiately dispersed his Divine Will to anchor the location of the Argo, using the previously reserved dusa’s Emblem as a dium to open the spatial teleportation Spell, and without a mont of hesitation, turned and rushed into it.
“Boom!”
A mountain-sized giant fist fell, and the furiously compressed Aether Factor violently exploded, sending visible ripples through the layers of space expanding rapidly, the flickering flas and mist intertwined and twisted together, forming blocks of icy blue flas the size of teorites falling in all directions.
For a ti, glaciers on the ground shattered, mountains crumbled, flas froze, and even the distant Sea of Chaos roiled with huge waves, bringing forth a violent Aether Tide.
What is going on?
The Argo Heroes, who were ordered to dock at the shore, were shocked at such a sight.
At the sa ti, a golden figure fell from the torn spatial rift onto the deck, decisively commanding:
“Set sail back! Start the ship imdiately!”
The Argo Heroes, seeing the face weathered by the elents but still unmistakably familiar, snapped out of their daze and nodded hurriedly.
Then, everyone quickly returned to their posts, starting the Argo to leave this barbaric land filled with permafrost and flas, advancing towards their long-separated holands.
As the warship had barely left the shore, a giant shadow that blotted out the sky reached the shoal, roaring with frustration at the box of delicious treats that had dived deep into the Sea of Chaos vanishing without a trace.
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