Warhammer 40 A New Hope

The ghost of Sparta regained his past, took the Blades of Chaos and left. Only a little bit of Athena's soul was left watching him leave, just like when she watched Kratos spread the [Light of Hope], she could only watch.

Shortly after Kratos left, Athena, who was in a virtual state and theoretically invisible and untouchable, was suddenly hit by a green lightning chain and was bound to the spot.

"Hey~ You really followed Kratos to Northern Europe?" a voice sounded. "Why didn't you stay in Greece and come here to mess with Kratos' mentality?"

Several Necron Destroyers carrying special instruments released their stealth mode, more green lightning struck, and Athena's remaining soul wailed as a result.

"I saw someone analyze that you might just be a fantasy in Kratos's mind, just his inner demon. We didn't have any hope when we came here this time, but... this is a pleasant surprise~"

"Tarasim, we agreed that we would each take half."

Taraxin, who had changed his body, slowly walked to Zhang Yi's side, looked at Athena who was controlled by them and said: "It seems like the existence of the fragments of the star god..."

"If we want to split it in half, I'm not sure what will be left after dividing it."

612. Helheim

In order to deal with the Warp gods of the Warhammer world, Zhang Yi led his team to the world of God of War to capture different local gods for reference.

Zhang Yi and his friends had been to Greece in the God of War world before. The fall of gods such as Zeus, who represented the natural environment of Greece, brought great damage to that land. But because Kratos returned the "Light of Hope" to the world at the last moment, the people who survived there are slowly recovering their homes.

In the subsequent exploration, Zhang Yi and his team found basically no signs of gods. Even those gods that Kratos did not kill disappeared after the death of Zeus.

Afterwards, when he was sure that Krato was coming back to get his Chaos Blades, Zhang Yi thought about trying his luck to see if he could find the chattering Athena. He also called on the Necrons who were quite experienced in capturing and controlling gods.

As it turned out, this chance of trying something by chance paid off greatly. Athena, who was originally thought to be a residual image and inner demon in Kratos' mind, actually existed.

Even though her existence was just like what the Necrons said, like a fragment of the Star God that could not be any smaller, it was still one of the few things they gained in this world.

But for Athena, this was an unexpected disaster. Athena left the Greek mainland and wanted to make life difficult for Kratos, but this time, she got into trouble.

Athena, who was controlled by the Necrons, wailed and began calling Kratos, hoping that the other party could hear her and save her life.

Quito, who had already walked away for some distance, did sense something and looked in the direction of his home, but there was nothing there from his sight. In addition, he had to hurry to the underworld to find herbs to save his son, so he did not think much about it.

Athena, one of the Greek gods, will completely disappear from this world, but the databases of the Human Empire and the Necrons will have an additional piece of valuable experimental data.

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Helheim

This is the Nordic underworld, a place forever wrapped in ice, snow, strong winds and cold.

All those who died in Northern Europe will come to Helheim. Some of them will be led by Odin's Valkyries and become heroic warriors in Valhalla, while others will walk across the Bridge of the Dead and go to the depths of Helheim.

But now, there are no Valkyries to help Helheim identify the dead, which has caused the number of dead in the underworld to increase dramatically, exceeding the capacity.

In response, some bridge keepers were forced to close the gates to slow down the arrival of the dead and reduce the pressure on Helheim.

Kratos has been to the underworld, and more than once. The last time he even killed Hades, the manager of the Greek underworld, and took his weapons, but this also directly led to countless souls of the Greek underworld running out of the underworld.

Just like Mimir said before, Helheim is extremely cold, and even though he has the Chaos Blade, Kratos can still feel the cold.

The illusory ghosts embraced their arms and passed through his body. The wind and snow hung on his face, freezing cold. Even so, Kratos still moved towards his goal.

But his journey was not smooth. As mentioned before, the usual road was now closed, which resulted in the retention of a large number of undead. A large number of undead warriors were wandering aimlessly here.

Kratos, who got back the Chaos Blade, could deal with these frost-covered enemies very well. The flaming blade easily melted the frost that bound and protected the undead warriors, cutting and chopping them into pieces. Even so, he was inevitably slowed down.

Another locked door meant that Kratos had to take another detour, and he became a little irritable because he had hardly gotten any closer to the target area after so much time had passed.

The so-called living person in the realm of the dead, his existence is like a candlelight in the dark night. Those undead warriors are just like moths attracted by candlelight, rushing towards him one after another.

boom!

An armored undead warrior was thrown to the ground by Kratos, and the flames on the Chaos Blade instantly engulfed him and turned him into ashes.

"The disappearance of the Valkyrie has had a much greater impact on Helheim than expected. There are more undead and more undead warriors."

"I know!" Kratos responded angrily. "Is there no useful information?"

"Even Odin can't stand the cold here, and almost no living people come here." Mimir said. "I'm sorry, brother, I can't give you any useful information."

"Then shut up!"

Kratos burned the thorns that blocked the way and opened a new path, but it was still a long way from the bridge.

"I thought of a piece of information that might be useful. The speed of time in Helheim is much slower than that in Midgard. The time you spend here is only a short period of time for the people in Midgard."

"...thank you very much..."

The smooth and easy road did not last long. The road ahead of Kratos was blocked again, and he needed to find another way out.

By the time he got here, Kratos' anger had subsided a little. Anger would not solve any problems here and would interfere with his judgment. He needed to calm down.

"Is there a faster way to get to the bridge keeper?"

"Originally this road was not very complicated, it was basically a straight line, but now the main road is blocked, and only the bridge keeper has the ability to open the gate that he has closed." Mimir replied. "The idea of ​​breaking the wall is not reliable. Not to mention whether it will take more time and whether it will have any impact on Helheim, I don't think the tools you have now can easily do this..."

Hiss—boom!

Mimir was halfway through his words when a huge explosion was heard from the wall beside him, followed by a molten gap in the thick wall.

"I told you, there is nothing that can't be solved by increasing the equivalent!"

A familiar voice sounded, and the tall figure of Leman Russ appeared from the gap, holding something that looked like a lantern in his hand.

"Hmm? Kratos? Why are you here?"

"That's what I was trying to say. We need the thing in his hand to do it." Mimir said. "It looks like you've been around here for a while, big guy."

"It didn't take long for me to figure out the way."

"Do you know how to get to the bridge keeper?" Kratos asked.

"I did find what looked like a mountain, but there was no path and there was a big guy there, so I didn't go over there."

"Take me there," Kratos said. "I need the heart of the bridge keeper."

"Does that thing taste good when grilled?"

"I don't know if anyone uses the heart of the bridge keeper as food, because it is a very rare medicinal ingredient, and it would be a waste to use it as food." Mimir said. "But now that you mention it, I am indeed curious whether it tastes good..."

"We don't have that much time to waste."

"Well... then you'd better stick with me. I haven't been there for a while."

Leman Russ led Kratos towards the bridge. Along the way, they could see the gaps he had blasted with the melta and the charred ground.

As he followed him, Kratos keenly noticed that it didn't seem so cold around him, and a hot breath emanated from the lantern in his hand.

"Hey, brother, I just realized it now." Mimir suddenly said, "The lantern in Leman Russ's hand is a little different."

"I found that it can help us resist the cold here very well."

"That's not all, brother." Mimir responded. "The fuel in that lantern is not ordinary..."

“I felt the presence of divinity.”

"?!"

The existence of divinity? This information surprised Kratos for a moment, because it meant that the fuel for the lantern in Leman Russ's hand that dispelled the coldness of Helheim was either produced by some kind of divine creature, or it was him himself!

"...the thing in your hand..."

"This? This thing is the guarantee for my exploration in Helheim," Leman Russ replied. "The fuel inside is the flesh and blood of a god called Heluo, which can continuously provide energy for this device."

"He Luoshen?"

"It is said that there is an evil god in a small area, who is rampant there and slaughters mortals within that area." Leman Russ said naturally. "Someone dealt with it, killed it, cut it up, and used its flesh and blood to make this thing. It is quite useful."

"Oh, big guy, someone killed a god and used him as a tool. How come you can make such a shocking thing sound like a trivial matter?"

"I don't think it's a big deal. I heard that the Heluo God was very weak and they killed him without much effort." Leman Russ responded. "Besides, from what I know about what the Heluo God did, he deserved to die. Killing him will only benefit him."

"...Killing a God won't come without a price." Kratos, who has experienced this, said.

"To call him a god is to flatter him. He is just a giant insect, and can only bully mortals. Even so, he was beaten badly by mortals."

"If you put it that way, it's true." Mimir said. "I've never seen a god embarrassed by an ordinary person."

At this moment, a faint whistling sound suddenly came from the lantern in Leman Russ's hand, but it soon disappeared.

"Oh, it looks like the unfortunate He Luoshen's consciousness hasn't completely dissipated yet."

"..." Kratos wanted to say something, but when he recalled his previous experience of twisting off the head of Helios, the sun god, and using it as a flashlight, he couldn't say anything.

Fortunately, Leman Russ had brought him to the bridge. The bridge keeper holding the Pillar of the Wind of Hel was standing at the bridgehead, checking whether every person crossing the bridge was really dead.

When Kratos and Leman Russ faced him across a chasm, he put away the stone pillars and roared at them.

The battle is about to break out!

613. Harvest Time

"Help me hold him." Kratos took down Mimir's head hanging on his back and handed it to Leman Russ. "I'll get it back later."

After Leman Russ took Mimir's head, Kratos used the Blades of Chaos to cross the cliff, came to the platform where the gatekeeper was, and looked him in the eye.

roar--!

With a roar accompanied by wind and snow, the gatekeeper swung the stone pillar in his hand and smashed it towards Kratos.

boom--!

His huge size plus the weight of the stone pillar in his hand caused the entire circular platform to tremble with this blow, and the falling snowflakes also danced wildly in the air because of his actions.

Kratos dodged the attack, then threw the Chaos Blade in his hand at the gatekeeper, trying to close the distance between them.

call--

Like a gust of wind blowing past, Kratos' attack missed, and the gatekeeper disappeared in front of Kratos along with his huge stone pillar, then reappeared behind him, smashing down again with the stone pillar in his hand.

boom--!

Kratos rolled to avoid the falling stone pillar, then pulled back the thrown blade and attacked the gatekeeper behind him.

The flaming Chaos Blade scratched the gatekeeper's skin, and red blood flowed out, which completely enraged it.

The two men fought fiercely on the circular platform leading to the depths of the underworld. Even Leman Russ, who was not on the same ground with them and watching from afar, could feel the noise.

"It's such an intense fight~" said Leman Russ, who was watching the two people fighting back and forth.

"Yeah, I've rarely seen anyone fight a gatekeeper like this." Mimir said while being carried by Leman Russ. "You're not simple either, you can actually move around safely in Helheim..."

"Are you a god from somewhere else?"

"I can be a warrior, a wolf, an executioner," Leman Russ responded. "But the only thing I will not be is a god..."

"If I dare to say that I am a god, my father will definitely beat me as hard as Magnus."

"But your power is not something an ordinary person can possess."

"Maybe I am extremely strong, can eat and drink, and am different from mortals, but this does not make me call myself a god. My father is like this." Leman Russ said. "I don't know about other places..."

"We don't have many good gods!"

"There must be a very complicated reason for you to do this." Mimir looked at Leman Russ and said, "But this does not deny that you are different from ordinary people, your power..."

"So what?" Leman Russ interrupted Mimir. "As I said, we can be anything, but not gods."

"And compared to those beings, we are indeed not gods, and there is no rule that we must call ourselves gods just because we can do something, right?"

"Well... my wisdom tells me that there is something wrong with what you said, but I can't think of a way to refute you." Mimir pondered. "Because it is indeed as you said, there is no standard for the definition of gods, and..."

"You are not the only one who does not acknowledge the status of God..." (Looking at Kratos)

"He lives with mortals, farms, hunts, and raises children like mortals, never reveals his extraordinary powers, and denies his identity as a god..."

"Can such a being still become a god?"

. . . . . .

The wind of Hel scraped across Kratos' body like a knife, leaving several tiny wounds and a layer of frost on his body.

"ha--!"

【Rage of Sparta】

Kratos, his muscles suddenly exploding, rushed to the bridge keeper against the cold wind and punched the stone pillar with the Wind of Hel one after another, forcing the bridge keeper to retreat continuously. Finally, he raised his arms high and smashed him to the ground.

The [Leviathan Axe] that was thrown out before flew back into his hand, and Kratos slashed it horizontally at the side of the bridge keeper, and red blood flowed out.

The bridge keeper felt pain and smashed the stone pillar in his hand towards Kratos again. At the same time, a strong wind of Hel broke out with the stone pillar in his hand as the center.