I Created a Sanctuary in Marvel

Chapter 207 The Prophecy of Ragnarok

Ye Feng lightly tapped the star map with his finger, and the stars began to rotate, causing the Nine Realms model to slowly turn.

"Then let me reveal the truth about Ragnarok."

As the star chart flickered, the threads of Asgard's destiny became clearly visible, with countless red lines converging into a burning finale.

I will not repeat the details of the Ragnarok prophecy.

"You know better than anyone. The prophecy you received states that Surtur will destroy Asgard with the Twilight Blade, becoming the fuse for Ragnarok. Is that right?"

Ye Feng looked up at Odin.

Odin frowned. "That's right. What's the problem?"

"The problem is that the prophecy itself may be a trap."

"It was because of this prophecy that you joined forces with your brothers Vili and Vi to besiege Surtur in Muspelheim. In that battle, you lost two brothers, but in return, Surtur's eternal fire was sealed away."

Ye Feng's voice echoed in the main hall.

A flicker of pain crossed Odin's single eye, a memory he rarely spoke of.

"You think that by taking away the Eternal Flame, Surtur is no longer a threat?"

"So from that time on, your ambition began to swell. You led Hela to conquer the Nine Realms, and even tried to collect the Infinity Stones, wanting to become the true ruler of the universe. You thought that this would completely rewrite the fate of Asgard."

Ye Feng continued.

The star map conjured up images of that time: a young Odin wielding Gungnir, with the invincible goddess of death Hela behind him, and the Asgardian army sweeping across the Nine Realms.

"Until you met the Sorcerer Supreme in Midgard."

Ye Feng paused.

"The Eye of Agamotto showed you the future, and Asgard's fate remained unchanged. At that moment, your spirits completely collapsed."

Odin's hand trembled slightly.

Those memories came flooding back: Hela couldn't understand his retreat and thought he had become weak.

The rift between father and daughter eventually escalated into armed conflict, forcing him to use all his divine power to seal his most beloved child in Niflheim.

"you're right."

"But what does all this have to do with the prophecy being unchangeable?"

Odin's voice was weary.

Ye Feng stepped forward, and the star map suddenly magnified, revealing the vastness of the multiverse.

Countless timelines branch out like tree branches, but on each one, Asgard ends in flames.

"Odin, have you ever considered that all of this might be an elaborate conspiracy?"

"You so-called new gods are nothing but crop after crop of leeks, nourishment for the growth of some other being."

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Ye Feng's words were astonishing.

"What?!"

Loki gasped in shock.

Odin abruptly stood up, and Gungnir roared, "Where's the evidence?"

"The threat of Surtur, your conquests, Hela's betrayal, even the brotherly feud between Thor and Loki—"

"All of this is a script set up by the mastermind behind the scenes. The choices you make may seem free, but they are actually all on a predetermined track."

Ye Feng listed them one by one.

A chilling scene emerges on the star map: on countless timelines, different versions of Odin are repeating similar fates.

Rise, expansion, meeting the Sorcerer Supreme, sealing Hela, adopting Loki, Ragnarok.

"In the vast multiverse, some of your variants have already noticed the anomaly."

"They're organizing a resistance. But the result of fighting alone—you see."

Ye Feng pointed to one of the flashing timelines.

That timeline suddenly broke.

Odin's breathing became heavy.

He wanted to argue, but the memory of countless failed attempts to change his fate over the millennia left him speechless.

Every time he thought he had found a way out, fate would be waiting for him around some corner.

Loki felt his hands and feet were cold.

He always thought of himself as a chess player, at least someone who could play on the chessboard of Asgard.

But now someone is telling him that the whole of Asgard is just a pawn on someone else's chessboard?

Why should I believe you?

"Even if what you say is true, what can we do in the face of an existence that can manipulate the fate of the multiverse?"

It's like a mantis trying to stop a chariot.

Odin's voice was deep.

"The difference in strength is indeed huge, but it's not without a chance of winning."

Ye Feng's tone remained calm.

"Otherwise, why would Mother Goddess Gaia expend her power to send me here and conceal my whereabouts? What she values ​​is my potential."

He paused, then uttered a statement that shocked the two: "After all, I'm only in my early twenties. It only took me a few years to go from mortal to god."

"That's impossible!"

Loki blurted it out.

Odin's single eye was fixed on Ye Feng, his divine perception fully activated.

He had vaguely sensed that Ye Feng's life force was unusually young, but he thought it was some kind of disguise.

Now, upon closer examination—

"Is your life's imprint truly only twenty-odd Earth rings?"

"But your power is at least at the peak of the Heavenly Father level!"

Odin's voice was filled with disbelief.

Thor has lived for 1,500 years since birth, yet he has not awakened his divine power and has barely reached the threshold of the sub-father level.

And this young man in front of me has completed the path that gods take a thousand years to walk in twenty years?

Ye Feng extended his right hand: "If you don't believe me, you can verify it yourself. Gaia left a mark on me."

"

Odin hesitated for a moment, but still reached out and shook hands with Ye Feng.

The moment they made contact, a warm and ancient power surged into his senses.

That was the unmistakable aura of Gaia, the Earth Mother Goddess, and hidden within it were fragments of information: "—The Last Hope—A Variable Unlike Any Other Timeline—Protect His Growth—"

Odin abruptly released his grip, took a step back, and his single eye was filled with shock.

He was completely convinced, not only by Ye Feng's words, but also by the fact that this young man might be the only one who could break the cycle of fate.

"Amazing."

"But even so, do we still have time? According to the prophecies I know, Ragnarok in Asgard is only a dozen or so years away."

Odin slowly sat back on his throne, his tone complex.

"That was just Asgard at dusk."

"The true Ragnarok is the collective annihilation of all pantheons. The destruction of Asgard was merely the prelude."

Ye Feng corrected him?

On the star map, after the burning of Asgard, the Greek city of Olympus collapsed, the Egyptian gods fell, and the Hindu pantheon vanished.

A series of destructions spread like dominoes.

"So we still have plenty of time to prepare."

"Moreover, Asgard in the main universe timeline has not yet been destroyed."

Ye Feng continued.

"What should we do?"

"I see no possibility of victory against the enemy you speak of."

Odin finally asked.

"It's very simple."

"Let's take a gamble. In the main timeline, your variant and Gaia have placed all their hopes on Thor."

What we need to do is put all our bets on me.

Ye Feng's gaze sharpened.

He paused, then stated his crucial request: "For this, I need Baldr's primordial divinity."

"Baldr, the god of light?"

Odin's pupils contracted.

Loki was also stunned.

Baldr—Odin and Frigga's most beloved son, the god of light in Asgard.

His death marked the beginning of Ragnarok, a prophecy known to every Asgardian god.

"Why Badr?"

Odin's voice was somewhat hoarse.

A struggle flashed in Odin's single eye.

Baldr's divinity was preserved in the deepest part of Valhalla, as his and Frigga's final tribute to their beloved son.

Giving it up is like giving up your last hope.

A long silence fell over the great hall. Outside the window, the Asgardian twilight deepened, the golden glow tinged with blood.

Frigga had quietly arrived at the edge of the hall at some point. When she heard about Badr, she covered her mouth tightly, tears welling up in her eyes.

But she did not interrupt. As the Queen of Asgard, she knew that the decision at this moment concerned the survival of the entire pantheon.

Finally, Odin slowly raised his head, all hesitation vanished from his single eye, leaving only resolute determination.

"I see."

The voice of the God-King resounded throughout the hall.

"Gungnir, Baldr's godhood, all the forbidden knowledge of the Asgardian library—I will give you everything you desire. The resources of all Asgard are at your disposal."

He stood up, stepped down from the throne, and approached Ye Feng: "But I have two conditions."

"Please speak."

"First, in the fight against fate, protect the people of Asgard as much as possible. Second—"

Odin looked at Loki.

"Take good care of this child. No matter what mistakes he has made, he will always be my son."

Loki was startled and stared at Odin in disbelief.

He had waited over a thousand years to hear those words.

Ye Feng nodded solemnly: "I promise."

"Then, the plan can begin."

Odin took a deep breath.

"Frigga, go to Valhalla and retrieve Baldr's godhood. I'm going to break the seal on the Forbidden Library."

Frigga wiped away her tears, nodded vigorously, and her figure vanished in golden light.

A genuine smile finally appeared in Ye Feng's eyes.

With the full support of Asgard, his power will experience explosive growth in the short term.

By obtaining Baldr's divine status, he could attempt to connect to that legendary lost dimension.

Once he becomes a dimensional lord, he will truly have the right to make his move in the grand game of Ragnarok.

Loki walked to Ye Feng's side and asked in a low voice, "Your Majesty, can we really win?"

Ye Feng looked at the deepening twilight outside the main hall and slowly said, "I don't know. But one thing is certain."

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He turned to look at Loki, his eyes gleaming like stars: "Rather than waiting for destruction in a predetermined fate, seek miracles in rebellion. And miracles are often born in the most desperate moments."

In the distance, the sound of ancient bells echoed from the direction of Valhalla.

That is the eternal bell that is only rung at major ceremonies.

The tolling of bells echoed in every corner of Asgard, and both gods and heroes looked up toward the palace.

"Next, we can try to reforge the divine armor—"

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