Shadow of the Beautiful World

In the icy and snowy land of Jotunheim, the country of the frost giants, all the clans of the frost giants have assembled.

These tyrannical guys just completed a large-scale raid on Jotunheim not long ago, and those other giant tribes hiding on the edge of the world were swept away.

Storm giants, hill giants, and more.

These giants with special abilities are imprisoned by the frost giants and will participate in the upcoming war as their servants.

At the end of the big rift in the snow country, on the top floor of the Frost Temple.

Goddess Skadi is looking at the world in front of her. A large-scale freezing rain is sweeping across the entire Jotunheim. Some frost giant cubs are playing in this cold freezing rain.

Their simple laughter spread far and wide.

In fact, apart from being a little more violent, these frost giant cubs are no different from the bear children on earth.

This patter of freezing rain is a sign that the next big cold wave is coming.

A great storm is brewing covering the entire winter world, which will bring new life to this cold and dead world.

And after the start of the great cold wave, the concentration of magic power in this world will increase significantly, new frost giants will be born, and the legions under the Winter Goddess will be strongly replenished.

Most importantly, with the help of this great cold wave, Goddess Skadi can use the Box of Winter to open the way to Alfheim.

That would be the first battlefield on which the war would open.

A frost giant wizard wearing a fur robe walked up the stairs, and it walked respectfully behind the silent goddess, and said softly:

Ma'am, here they come.

Is everyone here?

Skadi, holding the winter scepter in her hand, didn't look back, she asked in a cold voice like a real ice sculpture.

Yes, ma'am.

The wizard with the dark red magic lines on his face responded:

The dark elves of Walterheim, Surtur, the Lord of Fire in Muspelheim, and the mysterious nightmare of Niflheim, all sent messengers.

Let them wait a moment.

The goddess said calmly:

I'll be there soon.

The frost giant wizard nodded, and it backed away from the dome of the temple.

On this platform made of black ice, there was only Goddess Skadi left.

Those loyal guards will not set foot in this place.

Everyone knows that the mighty Winter Goddess likes to be alone.

I will start a war for you.

Looking at the cold rain in front of her, Skadi said:

The great cold wave that freezes everything will start from Jotunheim, pass through several worlds, go up along the branches of the World Tree, and finally reach Asgard.

A grand expedition...

It's all for you, dear Elsa, won't you say a word?

The Winter Goddess in black robe and black veil chuckled lightly, but she didn't get a response.

For more than seven months, another will sleeping in her body seemed to be dead.

Died of a broken heart.

But she is still there, in the soul of the goddess, sleeping quietly.

It was like the last lock, stubbornly locked on Skadi's will, making it impossible for her to fully grasp this body.

Hoarfrost's power is extremely powerful, as long as Skadi is willing, she can set off a blizzard covering a world at any time, freezing tens of millions of lives under the glacier.

But that's not enough.

The soul and the flesh cannot fit perfectly, so the power that Hoarfrost can project is limited after all.

In the current state, it is very difficult for Goddess Skadi to win against the angry Odin.

The war between the nine kingdoms is not just a confrontation between legions. In this kind of war on the magic side, the confrontation of high-end force is also a very important part.

If Skadi couldn't suppress Odin, no matter how brave the frost giants under her command, it would be difficult to set foot on the land of God's Domain.

Elsa's wish cannot be fulfilled without destroying Asgard.

Without unlocking the lock left by the wish, Skadi cannot achieve true freedom, and cannot completely release the hoarfrost to freeze the stars.

It's almost like an endless loop.

You left me with a problem.

The dead lady sighed softly, and she whispered:

I'm a bit late-witted, but you and I are not of the same mind, Elsa.

You created an illusion for me with the freedom you expected, like a rusty trap, I was too eager to step into it recklessly, and now I am trapped...

What a cunning girl.

Miss Bloodstone sleeping in her body did not respond.

This made Goddess Skadi sullen for a while, but soon she laughed again.

Amid a hoarse laugh, she turned, Winter's Scepter in hand, and walked up the steps of the temple, amidst the ding-dong of Frost's extension.

she says:

But it doesn't matter, this knot will be untied soon.

You just asked me to capture Asgard, but you didn't stipulate that I can't find 'friends' to help me accomplish this.

One hundred secrets and one sparse, girl.

She took graceful steps, and under the robe, her delicate feet walked on the pure black ice.

With every step, the surface of the solid ice will have ripples like water.

Watching the goddess walk into the hall of the temple, the frost giants guarding the left and right of the Frost Temple, wearing ice armor and holding halberds, moved their weapons in unison.

Like great music.

While the deep voice echoed, the three envoys who were waiting under the Winter Holy Throne also raised their heads.

A thin dark elf.

This guy was wearing leather armor and a starlight dagger. The dark hood covered his gray skin, but he could vaguely see slightly sharp ears and dark red eyes.

These guys are dark elves living in Walt Alheim.

They have never been very obedient to Asgard's rule, but they do not directly confront the people of God's Domain on the battlefield.

The cunning dark elves fought against Odin and his legions in another way.

In the territory of the Nine Kingdoms, at least half of every ten crimes were related to these cunning and vicious dark elves.

If the frost giants in Jotunheim are a serious problem for the people of God's Realm, then these dark elves who roam around the Nine Kingdoms and stir up trouble everywhere to do bad things are the biggest cancer under the rule of Asgard.

They are interested in any act of rebellion that would disrupt Asgard's rule.

The second messenger is a fire demon holding a flaming trident.

This is a strange-looking creature with a fish head and a snake body. Its whole body is covered with fiery red scales. Its fish-like head has scorching horns, and the tentacles scattered on the lower jaw are still glowing with flames.

It is very similar to the Naga living in the sea on Earth, but these guys live in the magma of Muspelheim.

They are the loyal servants of the flame giant Surtur, and there are such creatures all over the territory of the kingdom of fire. They exist as the messengers and warriors of the flame giant.

However, the cold climate of Jotunheim is really not suitable for creatures like fire demons to survive.

The messenger kept blessing himself with a flame shield to maintain the scorching heat on his body, and the frost giant wizards specially blessed it with warm air.

But even so, it was still shivering from the ubiquitous cold.

The third messenger was a mountain dweller.

Coming from the mountains of Niflheim, he is tall and full of a sturdy and barbaric aura.

However, the dress of this mountain man is different from the common mountain people.

He didn't wear a hunting suit made of animal skins, but instead wore a black robe. Under the hood that covered his face, he couldn't see the mountain man's face at all, only a cloud of swaying smoke.

Occasionally dim starlight flashed through the dark smoke.

When the mountain folks move their bodies, there will also be fleeting illusions.

Tentacles made of some energy, a few eyes flickering in the smoke, or a pocket phantom of crows.

Any frost giant who looked directly at the messenger would feel drowsy.

He came on behalf of Nightmare.

That strange force that has only recently appeared in Niflheim, it is said that it calls itself the King of Dreams.

The three messengers represent different forces.

There is no traditional friendship between them and the frost giants in Jotunheim, especially the fire demon, which represents the country of fire, and there is also an indelible hatred between them and the frost giants.

But their presence here represents the power they serve, and they are also very interested in the invitation of Goddess Skadi.

The only thing these four forces have in common is their hatred of Asgard.

In the Frost Temple, Skadi, dressed in black and wearing a black veil, walked in front of her holy seat. She held a scepter shining with an ice-blue halo in her left hand, and placed her right hand in front of her abdomen.

The wide black cuffs droop like folded wings.

She looked at the three envoys in front of her, and then said straight to the point:

Since you are here, it means that the power behind you is willing to join the expedition in Jotunheim. This is the result I am happy to see.

But you also have doubts in your heart, so ask!

Skadi's cold voice echoed in the temple. This goddess really does not like to talk nonsense, just like the rumors.

The three messengers look at me and I look at you, and finally the messenger from the nightmare speaks first.

The mountain man shrouded in shadows spoke very unclearly, his voice was like bubbles tumbling in the quagmire, and there was always an uncomfortable sense of stagnation.

He said:

Honorable Goddess, the King of Dreams sends greetings to you.

The nightmare messengers of Niflheim are gathering. The King of Dreams is happy to see the collapse of Asgard, but Odin's attack has caused us heavy losses. We may not be able to join the frontal battle.

No problem.

Skadi didn't care.

Isn't that the so-called alliance?

Always thinking about letting the companion go forward to fight, and hiding behind to absorb the fruits of victory.

These guys have been trying to rebel since before Odin became the king, and it's not like they haven't united before, but every time they are defeated one by one by the people of God's Domain for the same reason.

The goddess said very generously:

I don't need the King of Dreams to enter the frontal battlefield. You just need to contain Asgard's legion so that they can't return to God's Domain in a short time.

She looked at the fire demon again.

Under her gaze, the Fire Demon Messenger felt the temperature around his body drop rapidly, it shook his body, and said in a trembling voice:

Great...flame, the Lord of Fire...want...eternal...eternal fire, and...also...Ah Choo!

No matter how unreliable Surtur, the Lord of Fire who was said to bring Ragnarok to Asgard, would not send a stuttering messenger to embarrass himself.

This fire demon can be a messenger, he must be a guy who can speak well.

It was so frozen that it couldn't even speak clearly.

To be honest, it is really embarrassing for a guy who lives in magma to come to work in this icy world.

puff

The dark elf next to the fire demon probably couldn't bear it any longer. He laughed, which drew the fire demon's glaring gaze.

Skadi shook her head. She flicked her fingers, and the coldness around the fire demon immediately dissipated. Under the protection of its own flame shield, the temperature of its body surface rose rapidly.

This soft-skinned snake-like guy moved its body comfortably, and it bent down to express its gratitude to the goddess with a happy face.

It speaks fluently:

The King of Flame is willing to send out an army, starting from the Land of Fire, to contain the legion of God's Domain people for His Excellency Skadi, but my lord has two requirements.

In addition to the eternal fire that must be obtained, my lord also needs to personally complete the execution of Asgard! The so-called Ragnarok must be executed by my lord himself!

Can.

Scarti nodded, and she said:

I don't care who destroys God's Domain, and I'm not interested in everything there, but I have a question, messenger, how will your master get over the defense line and set foot on the territory of Asgard?

this...

The fire demon messenger shrugged, it said:

My Lord has a way.

Um.

The Winter Goddess didn't ask any further questions, she really seemed to have no interest in it.

Her eyes fell on the last messenger again.

The dark elf immediately said:

We will provide your legion with all the information you need, and we will send the best assassins to clear the way for you. When necessary, the mothership of the dark elves will also appear on the battlefield.

But dear Winter Goddess, before you embark on your own expedition, we have a little suggestion.

The dark elf said softly:

No matter who launches the war against Asgard, the brave God King Odin is an obstacle that can never be avoided.

We believe that your power is enough to rival Odin, but in order to win the war, it is best to weaken Odin's power in advance...

Um?

Skadi blinked her eyes, and she said with great interest:

Listen to you, do you have a way to weaken him?

certainly!

The dark elf's messenger chuckled, and said:

We have always had a way, but we suffer from the lack of powerful help.

Midgard, in that world, there is what Odin fears most!

We can't break that seal...

But you can!