Old days in the box

Chapter 169 The Prophet’s Dream

"Are you... relatives?" Niord asked subconsciously as he felt his head short-circuit for a moment.

In his opinion, if it weren't for the fact that Thor was related to this son of the past, he really couldn't think of any other reason why God's Domain would allow an alien evil god to roam the atrium.

"Of course not, but you should know very well that you have been at a disadvantage in the battle for ocean authority. I have to take some measures to ensure that the control of the boundless sea will not fall into the hands of Egil - and I have to admit it. , this son of the past did a good job indeed.”

At this time, Thor completely lost his previous careless look. He held up the empty wine glass and looked at Niord with eyes like a sophisticated and vicious foreign minister.

"It did a good job? It didn't do anything!"

"This alien evil god just sent people to infiltrate my faith church and tamper with my teachings. He even wrote that my majestic god of wrathful waves was the son of his son of the past. He said 'the father of the past, the son of the wrathful waves'. This is simply unfair. Blasphemy of the gods!"

Niord slammed the table in dissatisfaction and eloquently recounted the various crimes of the Children of the Old Ones, including the new doctrines written by the Bishop of Marseille himself for the Children of the Old Ones.

But Thor just sat quietly and listened to all of Niord's scolding. Then he stood up, poured a glass of wine for the other party, and pushed it in front of him.

"Although the battle in Jotunheim is fierce, it does not mean that I know nothing about what happened in the atrium, Niord." Thor took the initiative to touch the cup in front of him and calmly said to Niord. De replied.

"I don't mean to target you, but it did take less than two months for the Son of the Old One to defeat Egil, eradicate a piece of the devil sea in the atrium, and become the holder of ocean authority almost on an equal footing with you. Now, they even have the energy to challenge Hela..."

The more Niord listened to Thor's words, the more guilty he felt. It was rumored that this war between the Frost Giants had been going on for hundreds of years. How did Thor, who had been in Jotunheim all year round, know so much about the situation in the atrium? ?

"So if you ask me, I have to admit that they did a pretty good job." Thor looked up nonchalantly and looked at Niord.

"So God's Domain has decided not to take action against this evil god?" Niord asked through gritted teeth.

Thor shook his head.

After he came to the Western Continent of the North Sea and purged the Khorne Legion, he decided to leave the deep-diving elves on the sea, hoping that they would become potential troubles for Egil.

Now more than a month has passed, and not only have they succeeded in causing big trouble for Aegir, but they have even torn apart the Death Power, causing a great impact on Hela, the enemy of the gods.

Such a performance that exceeded expectations naturally made Thor look at them with admiration. Why would he attack them at this time?

Niold's face was livid after being rejected by Thor. He never expected that God's Realm would not stand on his side in this matter.

"I want to know if this is the decision of the All-Father - or yours alone?"

Niord frowned and asked in a very rude manner.

Thor, the God of Thunder, has always acted arbitrarily, especially in recent years, when he has almost replaced Odin, the father of the gods, as the spokesperson of the divine domain.

Niord had to suspect that all of this was Thor's own decision, without asking the opinions of the gods of the realm at all.

"Are you questioning me?" Thor's eyes became as sharp as an eagle's in an instant, looking directly at Niord.

His body inadvertently emitted the sound of lightning, and the illusion of roaring thunder seemed to spread to the depths of the seabed.

Niord's face almost froze.

He almost forgot one fact: Thor, the God of Thunder, is the most powerful warrior among the gods, and even the giants have to be afraid of his power.

"I...I didn't mean that." Niord's face turned red, but he finally said in frustration.

"Listen to my advice, Niord. Forget about the Son of the Old One. Isn't it a good thing to have such a being on the sea to check and balance Egil for you? Our current situation is not optimistic. We are no longer entangled in who is whose son. It’s time.”

Thor's eyes gradually softened and he spoke to him slowly.

The reason why God's Domain supports Niord's fight for ocean power is to suppress the earthly python Jörmungandr that sank in the boundless sea. To put it bluntly, the purpose is to prevent the arrival of Ragnarok.

But now, wars have been ignited in the realm outside the atrium, and the situation can be said to be imminent.

At this juncture, Thor had no interest in listening to this senseless doctrinal dispute. "...The war in the Giant Kingdom is not going well?" Niord hesitated and asked.

"The problem is not in the Kingdom of Giants, but in the atrium." Thor looked at him with a stern expression. "Someone in the atrium is hunting the sun goddess Sur in an attempt to cause the Finbul Winter."

Niold was stunned. Only then did he realize that it was not he who invited Thor to come today, but Thor who wanted to find him.

The sun goddess Sur is the incarnation of the blazing sun and holds complete authority over the sun. According to the prophecy, Sur will be hunted by a demonic wolf named Skull throughout his life. He is the descendant of Fenrir, son of Loki, and vows to fight for Its blood takes revenge and swallows the sun.

Once Sur dies, the sun will disappear completely. At that time, the world will enter the Finbul Winter. The nine realms will experience three consecutive winters and be tortured. The world will fall into endless wars, brotherhood and brotherhood, and then there will be endless wars and fratricide. The beginning of divine twilight.

Therefore, Sur's safety is very important to God's Domain.

If someone is really secretly helping the demon wolf Skull, trying to let it catch up with the blazing sun and swallow it, God's Domain must find this dangerous person.

"I understand, give me some time to understand what happened." Niord nodded and did not refute Thor's words.

The Winter of Finbul is equivalent to the prelude to Ragnarok. Once it happens, it will be too late to reverse it, so He has to pay attention to it.

"Then it's decided, let's go first." Thor stood up from the chair at this time, waved at him and walked towards the door of the palace.

As Niord discovered, Thor wouldn't want to waste a second with him if he didn't happen to have something to come down to find Niord.

As the thunder came, Thor's whole body turned into an astonishing thunderbolt and returned upwards, taking back this incarnation and disappearing under the sea in the atrium.

Niold was left alone in the empty palace of the sea, staring at the long table with a downcast face, still thinking about the existence that took away his faith and tampered with his teachings.

"Children of the past..."

Niord's eyes were filled with vicious resentment.

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At the same time, in the real world on the other side.

In the early morning of sunrise, Zhou Xiao slowly woke up from bed, feeling full of energy and feeling better than ever before.

After a good night's rest last night, he was certainly refreshed, but strangely, he did not get up, but rubbed his temples, seemingly confused.

Zhou Xiao had a very strange dream last night.

In his dream, he saw a beam of lightning shining into the seabed, and then a picture of two lights standing side by side appeared on the sea, and there seemed to be the sound of human voices talking.

After that, the scene changed, and he saw another blazing sun hanging high in the sky, flying across the world like a miraculous chariot.

And behind this blazing sun, there was an extremely evil light chasing after it. This light turned into a wolf shape, like a child's clumsy graffiti, and was completely black. Unknowingly, it was approaching behind the blazing sun, so close. So close.

Then, the picture changed for the third time. His eyes seemed to penetrate this extremely evil light and see behind this layer of clumsy graffiti.

There, everything seemed to turn into incomprehensible and weird lines, and they merged together into a huge and nameless tree. On that tree, there was a goddess standing there, smiling at him.

Zhou Xiao woke up from this moment, and those images were still imprinted in his mind and could not be dissipated for a long time.

"What the hell is this?"

Zhou Xiao did not feel any physical discomfort in his head, but this strange feeling confused him.

He hasn't had a dream for a long time since he got the box.

(End of this chapter)