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Chapter 127 Bergelmir, the reason for the continuation of the hatred between the gods and the giants, the king of the frost giants!
His voice was very deep, and the wind that blew up when he spoke was like the cold current from the Arctic glaciers.

However, this bit of cold air had no effect on Xuanming and Zhurong, the two ancient witches in the prehistoric world who were famous for their physical bodies.

However, there seemed to be an unusual stagnation in this cold air.

Xuan Ming frowned slightly, as if he was facing Zhu Jiuyin directly... It was the flow of time that was changing!

This king of the frost giants must have mastered the power of time, otherwise, he wouldn't be able to change the speed of time around him with just a thought.

However, at this moment, Xuanming and Zhurong's attention were awakened by the words spoken by Bergelmir.

Bergelmir really knew the truth of everything, and even knew that the ancestor Ymir was watching Xuanming and Zhurong.

"Does your ancestor have anything to say to us?" Xuan Ming couldn't help but ask.

She could feel that even now, that gaze was still there.

But somehow, she couldn't sense the other person's existence.

On the throne, Bergelmir was silent.

He is the grandson of Ymir and the ruler of the Frost Giants.

Ever since the ancestor Ymir was killed by the three Odin brothers, Bergelmir vowed to avenge the ancestor.

However, after so many years, the Frost Giants still haven't achieved their wish.

On the contrary, they continued to suffer defeats and retreated again and again until they hid in Jotunheim and dared not leave. Only then did the gods show mercy and let the giants stay.

As the king of the Frost Giants, Bergelmir had no choice but to keep waiting, waiting for the call from the ancestor Ymir, waiting for the gods to reveal a flaw, and then find an opportunity to slaughter all the gods.

Fortunately, his wait was worth it.

Now, Ragnarok is at hand!

And the ancestor Ymir... also responded to the giants after countless years.

However, Bergelmir didn't know what the Original One meant. He only knew that Ymir needed these two people.

These two outsiders seem to be from the same race.

That’s right, just as Odin can see through the origins of the Queen Mother of the West and the Old Man of the Styx, Bergelmir can also see through Zhurong and Xuanming, and they are not creatures from the Nine Realms.

"Come with me, the First Ancestor Ymir needs to put you through some tests."

The King of the Frost Giants slowly stood up, and the strong wind and cold air he brought with him spread out, forming an ice-blue circle, and the space seemed to be frozen by this power.

"This power...is indeed time!"

There was a glimmer of surprise in Xuan Ming's eyes. She felt that Bergelmir's strength was definitely not as simple as it seemed on the surface.

But I didn't expect that I would get so deeply involved in the time level and that it would already affect my entire body.

The strength of this Frost Giant King is probably even more terrifying than previously imagined.

No wonder the Aesir, led by Odin, were able to retain Jotunheim despite many expeditions.

Xuanming and Zhurong looked at each other, then followed Bergelmir's steps and came to the throne, and the scene in front of them suddenly became clear.

A world seemed to slowly unfold before them, like an epic painting, unfolding a magnificent and boundless scene.

This place is also made of ice, with a round arched dome on top, without any support in the middle.

Directly below the dome is a towering blue ice tree.

At the top of the tree, there was a drop of blood the size of a thumb, beating continuously. Boom... Boom... Boom!

Xuanming and Zhurong looked at this scene and their breathing subconsciously stagnated.

They could feel that this drop of blood contained a kind of pressure similar to that of the Father God Pangu!

At this moment, they seemed to have returned to the primitive world and were facing the towering Mount Buzhou!
Bergelmir watched the scene silently, without doing anything to stop it. He just bowed to the drop of blood, with sadness in his blue eyes.

"The hatred will continue forever until Ragnarok, when Odin dies and everything returns to nothingness!"

Bergelmir looked like an old man, but he still made a voice that sounded like an oath, and strengthened his faith in the drop of blood.

It seems like a prophecy, but also like an oath!
Xuanming and Zhurong looked at each other and bowed to the drop of true blood.

A god of creation, with the same stature as Pangu, is enough to gain the respect of the ancient witches.

However, this salute from the two ancient witches immediately caused the drop of blood to change!
hum!
Circles of red ripples appeared, and the space before their eyes twisted, instantly swallowing up Xuanming and Zhurong.

"what happened?"

"Where are we?"

When Zhu Rong saw the pitch-black darkness in front of him, his expression changed and an indescribable fear rose in his heart.

He had a vague feeling... that it was simply unstoppable in this world!

Subconsciously, Zhu Rong activated the laws of the universe in his body, and he felt an urge to destroy everything in front of him!
boom!
In an instant, boundless and terrifying flames, like the world-destroying fire that burns the heaven and earth, are about to erupt completely!
At the critical moment, Xuanming spoke up and stopped Zhurong: "Wait, don't be impatient, we seem to have gained a great benefit!"

Xuan Ming seemed to sense something and licked his lips, feeling a little expectant and a little uneasy.

Zhu Rong was stunned for a moment, and couldn't help frowning, wondering: "What's the benefit?"

As soon as he finished speaking, before Xuan Ming could tell the details, the dark space in front of the two of them changed again, and a ball of light appeared.

Xuanming and Zhurong looked and saw that the light was a star.

Its entire body reflects a scarlet color, like a star like the sun.

In the middle is an abyss where you can’t see anything, nothing, just an empty void.

And below it is a blue star full of severe coldness.

The two stars slowly approached each other, and the two forces of heat and cold slowly blended and influenced each other.

The first life was born here.

Xuan Ming stared at the scene in front of him carefully, unwilling to miss any of it.

Because this is the picture of the birth of the world, which symbolizes creation and is the supreme good fortune!

"This is the beginning of the Nordic world!" Zhu Rong also noticed it and exclaimed.

From the Frost Giants, they learned about the formation process of the Norse mythology world, which is a kind of rule that is difficult to describe in words.

From nothing to something, the power of creation!
This is a great way that can be compared to Pangu's opening up of chaos and creating the primitive world.

That’s right, this is the legacy left by Ymir.

The ancestor of the giants engraved the process of his creation into a scene and left it in this drop of blood, waiting for the right person to enter and obtain this bit of good fortune.

But I'm afraid Ymir didn't expect that the ones who finally got this opportunity were not the gods who killed him, nor his descendants... but the two ancestor witches.

(End of this chapter)