Myth: The Spiritual Dominator

I don’t know how much time has passed and what kind of disasters it has experienced. In short, Asgard is now full of ruins and wreckage.

But in front of Ryan, this towering temple still stands.

On the whole, the main body of the Golden Palace looks like a steeper pyramid, with various structures of different styles extending out of the tower.

With suspended corridors, protruding 'spiked'-like lookouts, and numerous skylights and pontoons, this famous palace in the nine kingdoms of Scandinavian mythology is far from the gods of Chaos. It's so primitive, but it embodies exquisite structure everywhere.

Even Ryan could see the traces of runes carved on the walls of the Golden Palace, in the gaps, and even penetrated into the masonry. It is conceivable that this is not just a simple building. In the past, this palace of the God King may have had extraordinary power. It was a joint creation of divine power and magic, which could block the approach of all intruders.

But now, it has lost most of its divine power and is just a building made of extraordinary materials.

"Squeak-"

With a thought in his mind, the towering door of the Golden Palace slowly opened, revealing the dim corridor inside, and Ryan looked inside.

On both sides of the corridor paved with rune stone slabs, there were racks of pallets suspended in mid-air. Judging from the remaining traces, the immortal fire that should have been burning there has long since disappeared.

Because this world has 'died', these extraordinary creations with low essence have naturally lost their power.

After careful observation, he determined that there was no danger here, and Ryan stepped into the gate of the Golden Palace.

He could see that there were murals on the left and right sides of the corridor. Like the Oracle of Delphi and the Temple of Severaz where Lion placed the Civilization Tablets, they depict the past of the Golden Palace, the most well-known deeds of the gods, and the origin of Asgard.

Of course, there is no shortage of beautification parts, just like the tall city wall that surrounds the entire Asgard, and its construction process is like this.

In the mythology of later generations, it was a miracle built by the mountain giant and his horse Svadilfalli. After a war, the gods decided to rebuild the walls that protected the divine domain, and a foreign mountain giant was willing to take on this complicated task. However, as payment, the giant asked the Æsir gods to be his wife Freya, the goddess of beauty, and the ownership of the sun and moon.

The gods agreed to his terms, but the price was to complete the construction of the wall within one season, otherwise the giant would not receive any reward.

The gods didn't want to pay, because they didn't think anyone could build a rune wall surrounding the entire Asgard in one season. But what they didn't expect was that the mountain giants were not only good at building, they were also good at building. The horse Svadilfari was more impressive than his abilities.

In desperation, the gods who swore not to harm the giant during the process of building the wall had to send Loki, who was good at using tricks, in order to prevent him from completing the construction period. And Loki did not disappoint them. He turned into a mare, attracted the attention of Svadilfalli, and successfully prevented the completion of the high wall.

Even the price is interesting. When the famously deceitful god returned, he was followed by another pony. It became famous in later generations because it was Odin's mount, the eight-legged horse Sleipnir.

But all this is another story in the mural. The evil giant tried to deceive the gods, and his horses threatened the god of trickery. In the end, the giant's conspiracy was exposed, and he wanted to ask for rewards that did not belong to him, so the gods gave him another reward, Thor's hammer Mjolnir - he was killed by the hammer of Thor who came over, and that was the end. ended his life of sin.

"Sure enough, history is like a little girl who can be dressed up by anyone. The only one who can write it is the winner."

Looking along the way, some of the contents recorded in the murals were known to Ryan, and some were unknown to him, but the same thing was that they all described the greatness of the Asa clan, and there was nothing bad about them.

But this is normal, as long as you know the real history. What is shown to outsiders is naturally the good side.

"Yes, outsider, as you said, the real history can only be known by those who have experienced it, like me."

"Ok?"

Ever since he stepped into this palace, the barrier turned into space has been surrounding Ryan. His expression remained unchanged, listening to the sudden sound, trying to find the source of the sound.

However, the broken body of Asgard now does not welcome him as a foreign god. Even if the source is 'dead', it still has considerable power, and the Golden Palace still has a little residual divine power. Therefore, Ryan did not gain much from the double suppression.

"Strange gods, don't be nervous. I am already dead. The reason why I can still talk to you is just because I am lucky."

As if he noticed that Ryan was looking for it, the voice came again. The voice is old and hoarse, but the language is easy to understand. This speaker probably has mastered the power related to language, wisdom, and knowledge.

This time, Ryan made some discoveries. The source of the sound seemed to be the Golden Palace itself, and the being who spoke probably controlled some of the original authority of the temple.

But 'dead existence'. Listening to what this voice said, Ryan had a guess.

"Are you here, in the center of this temple?"

He asked calmly in the other party's language. Ryan, who also had the relevant authority, instantly learned the pronunciation of this language. However, the first 'local' he was about to meet with whom he could communicate with was probably a 'fashion', which still made Ryan feel a little funny.

The Aesir seem to be extinct, but the abandoned children they once threw away still exist. This is not an irony.

"Of course, strange god, I am deep in the Golden Palace. This is also the name of this palace. You can see me as long as you come in."

Not knowing that most of the details had been revealed before they even met, the old voice continued.

"Come on, I will tell you everything about the past here."

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Golden Palace Core.

The spacious hall and the tall throne were where the gods of the Asa clan once gathered every day. This was also the core of the palace.

But now in the Golden Palace, the gods are no longer there, and the throne is unattended. Only on the floating platform on its left hand side is an existence that I don't know if it can be considered 'alive'.

It was a head, a huge, wrinkled head. He is Mimir, the keeper of the Fountain of Wisdom, hence his name.

But now, all he has left is a solitary head. Although he can still think and speak, he can no longer do unnecessary things.

"Outsiders."

The low voice echoed in the hall, and this old head was filled with twisted joy at this moment, which looked somewhat funny.

He originally thought that he would be destroyed along with this broken world, but he didn't expect to encounter an outsider, although he didn't know exactly how 'foreign' this outsider was.

"How many years, probably tens of thousands of years, I can't remember exactly. Ever since Odin left here in a hurry, no one has been here again."