Shadow of the Beautiful World

There are always many dark secrets hidden under the deep sea.

This ocean gave birth to life, and people called it the cradle of life, but it did not only breed life, but also some ancient fears from the water.

Those fearful things visible to the naked eye sprang out of the tumbling waves in the lightless night, tumbling and swimming under the dark sea.

They have extremely distorted bodies, covered with dull scales, and have eyes that reflect strange light like a dead fish.

Angler fish-like flesh whiskers protrude from the top of their heads, which makes them light up when they swim. When tens of thousands of fearsome things gather in one place, it is an indescribable scene.

When the reckless fisherman looks down from the sea, all he sees is the twilight that fills the sea.

Those shimmering lights can't dispel the darkness, it only makes the darkness more dangerous and hideous.

The most terrible thing is that under the light of those dim lights, the shapes of those monsters swimming in the lightless sea are also set off so realistically, those swaying things of fear...

The moment they smelled flesh and blood, roared and broke through the sea, and jumped onto the fishing boat, it represented the fear under the deep sea breaking out of its shell!

These strange stories among fishermen and sailors always end with a massacre or a mysterious and bloody disappearance.

In hundreds of years of legends, those anecdotes have become a unique inheritance.

Old men used them to frighten young children, and older sailors regarded them as ominous.

Over time, most sea people are reluctant to sail in the dark.

They are in awe of the sea, and they are afraid of those dark stories.

The instinct to fear the dark in human genes is not a fallacy. If you don't respect the dark, the dark will punish you.

The end of the ignorant and fearless is to drown in fear like blood.

And the stories of them rushing into the darkness will also become legends used to warn the next generation, and will become part of the ancient dark legends.

Of course, for those strong enough, fear is quantifiable.

They know little secrets of the world.

For example, those fearful things living in the lightless sea, in their view, they are just a group of monsters called Trench Race.

The sea is very quiet tonight.

In the deepest trench in the depths of the Pacific Ocean, the savage, chaotic and primitive trench tribe murlocs hide quietly in their lairs, and the craziest of them dare not go out at this time.

Although in the stories of the outside world, these ugly guys are synonymous with deep-sea fear.

But these murlocs themselves are very clear that they are only one type of marine life.

The power they possess is nothing compared to the truly powerful ones.

But tonight, the dark and turbid seawater became very heavy and depressing, as if some kind of substantial force was spreading in every inch of the seawater, those forces were tumbling and converging.

It was as if a door was about to be pushed open.

Bang, bang

The deep sound like a war drum echoed in the Trench Clan's territory, like a deep-sea giant walking. In the completely dark sea area, occasionally tentacles like sea serpent pythons could be seen across the water.

It's like an octopus that is big enough to swallow the world in human imagination.

In fact, it's not that exaggerated. Although the tentacles are huge and covered with scales, they still have limits.

Hundreds of meters long.

At the end of those waving tentacles was a moving sea-mountain... a terrifying creature.

Lobster-like body and thick limbs.

Giant black claws like crabs.

A head like a sea dragon.

Shark-like gills.

This ancient life weighing hundreds of thousands of tons is walking on the bottom of the sea, and every time a limb hits the ground, it will cause an earthquake-like sound on the bottom of the sea.

It moves extremely slowly, but it is extremely oppressive.

The six eyes located on the left and right sides of the head rotate in the darkness.

It's like patrolling your own territory, and it's like you're wary of something that's about to break out.

This is Kraken.

The evil of the sea.

A reclusive monster of the Heavenly Father. Its legend has been spread in the sea since the era of Ocean King Atlanta, but it has never stepped out of the abyss. There are rumors from people in the sea that Kraken is watching over the lawless Trench Race.

It is also said that Kraken guards the most magnificent and powerful secret treasure in the sea.

But no one knows the truth, because the Kraken is always silent.

Except for the Trench tribe, this evil will ruthlessly destroy all creatures that enter its territory. In this sea, no one dares to challenge the majesty of Kraken.

Even Godzilla, king of the monsters, avoids the Kraken's area when patrolling the world.

The power gap between wild beasts is not as exaggerated as that of humans. Godzilla's silly ancient creature may be able to fight Kraken for a whole day without losing.

But it's clearly not willing to do that.

There is no need for a king to provoke another king just because he has nothing to do.

In short, this evil, who always sleeps in the mysterious lair, became abnormally active tonight. It circled along the dark abyss, and let out low-pitched roars from time to time, scaring the Trench tribes to tremble. .

It is a little anxious and a little restless.

But there is no doubt that the Abomination is ready for battle, as can be seen from the magma-like halo that burns from the Kraken's huge mouth.

Can make it so intimidating...

In this world, this is really rare.

In the central area of ​​Trench Clan territory, at the bottom of a submarine mountain range.

At the bottom of that dark hill, deep in a destroyed passage, in the temple that seals Asgard's dreaded Serpent, a ritual is taking place.

Venerable Skyhammer, Orm the Sea Breaker, and Nekod's warriors holding the oddly shaped Abyss Ripper Warhammer half-kneeled in the center of this deserted temple.

He was right in front of the sealed serpent sarcophagus.

He silently recited strange incantations, and on the special-shaped warhammer he was leaning on in both hands, purple thunder and lightning kept shining, like dancing liquid lightning, bombarding the serpent's sarcophagus at a very high frequency.

The densely packed runes on the sarcophagus have been broken into pieces.

This seal has essentially failed. When the world of Asgard ushered in the twilight of the gods, the divine words used to seal the serpent had been broken.

Theoretically speaking, the big snake can break out at any time, and there is no need for a Venerable Sky Hammer to help.

But the problem is that with the arrival of Ragnarok, the collapse of the world of Asgard is like a cruel sharp knife, stabbing the already weak snake again.

Because the world was broken, Odin was seriously injured, and the little Hela was suppressed to the weakest level in history. She also possessed the godhead, and the big snake closely connected with the world of Asgard almost died...

Really, only a little bit!

If the 7 Dread Hammers hadn't absorbed enough fear at the end of the World War and fed it back to the Orochi, relying on its original state, it would not be able to survive this heavy blow.

The godhead in its body has been shattered, like broken glass scattered on the ground.

But fortunately, the connection between the Orochi and the world of Asgard is no weaker than the connection between Odin and God's Domain. As long as that world is still there, as long as that world is not completely dead, the Orochi will not die.

Weak, just weak...

Time will make up for this weakness.

click

Under the bombardment of the purple thunder, the white sarcophagus carved with the posture of a big snake finally shattered.

In the scene of flying in all directions like an explosion, Seabreaker Orm stood up holding the warhammer. The power of this Skyhammer Venerable has surpassed the legend. With the blessing of the power of fear, he only needs to constantly absorb the fear of all beings can break through the Father.

But this is only an illusion.

That power comes from the weapon in his hand. Once the weapon is taken back by the big snake, he will return to the previous state.

But the silent Orm didn't care either.

His purpose of becoming Venerable Skyhammer was simple, to save his mother, then kill him back to Atlantis, and regain his own throne. At least so far, the deal with the big snake has been relatively smooth.

Help me up!

A hoarse sound like stone rubbing came from the sarcophagus.

That's a big snake.

He was so weak that he couldn't even stand up.

Wearing heavy armor with a purple rune on his chest, the shining Orm stepped forward and helped the big snake out of the sarcophagus.

The once Almighty Father now looks like a stinking old man...

It's like the human-shaped projection it showed before.

Thin, dry, his face was wrinkled and wrinkled, his skin was full of age spots, his white hair hung down in a mess, dull, and his gray eyes were full of cloudiness.

His Asgardian-style robe was covered with filth, and he held a pine stick in his dry hand. With the support of Orm, he stepped out of the sarcophagus.

Freedom...

The big snake worked hard to make a breathing movement.

He seemed to want to stretch out, but he couldn't, he was too weak.

Old, old, disgusting... Smell the stench, ugh, it's disgusting!

The big snake lowered its head and sniffed itself.

There was a look of disgust on his face.

I hate my weakness, I hate my old age, I hate the traces left by time.

Give me...

Orochi hooked his finger at Aum.

The latter hesitated a little, but finally raised the screwdriver hammer in his hand and placed it by the big snake's hand.

The old man raised his finger and touched the surface of the hammer.

The purple thunder exploded and wrapped around the skinny fingers of the big snake. The fear collected in the war in the warhammer was swallowed by the big snake like the most delicious food.

The strange purple light moved along the big snake's finger all the way up.

The old man's body was trembling.

It's like being electrocuted, and like a drug addict who is addicted to X.

how many years.

I haven't tasted such pure fear in many years...

His figure didn't change much, but his cloudy eyes became brighter and brighter, and his stooped waist gradually straightened.

After a few minutes, Big Snake withdrew his fingers in a still unsatisfied manner.

The warhammer in Aum's hand no longer shines with purple light, and the power of the sea breaker has slipped from far beyond legend to above legend. The collection and strength of this period of time are all dedicated to Orochi.

Well...

The old man shook off Aum's hand that was supporting him. Like a healthy old man, he moved his body and walked back and forth in the sealed temple a few times.

The stench from his body was also gone.

It's like taking a bath.

It's nice to be young...

The big snake sighed.

He sat beside his sarcophagus, leaning on a wooden stick with both hands, looking at the silent Aum in front of him.

There was a slight smile in his green eyes, and he said:

I feel your dissatisfaction, do you think I stole your power?

Orm remained silent.

But this silence is an answer in itself.

Don't look so shallow, young man.

Orochi shrugged his shoulders, like someone who has experienced it, and taught the young Aum his life experience, and he said in a gentle tone:

It was just a little trouble before, my Venerable Sky Hammer, just to let you experience the feeling of having power. My real gift is just beginning now.

Kur raised his head and looked at the sky of the temple above his head. Its eyes seemed to have crossed the barrier of the deep sea and saw things above the sea.

It says to Orm:

I can feel that my hometown has fallen into this world, it is contained in it, and maybe one day it will return to the stars, but at least now, it has become a part of this world.

I'm here to test you, do you know what this means, Om.

Orochi asked a question.

Seabreaker was silent for a few seconds, and then said in a voice like thunder:

The fear of this world can also be absorbed by you.

Well, this statement is biased.

The serpent in human form is not angry. To be honest, it has a very similar temperament to Odin. It looks like the kind of knowledgeable old man who knows a story at a glance.

Faced with Aum's answer, Orochi shook his head, and he explained:

Where does fear have national boundaries? I can absorb the fear of the people on Earth, but because of the godhead, their fear is not as useful to me as the fear of the Asgardians.

So I asked you to go back to Asgard and collect the power of fear for me, but now it's different, Asgard has fallen into the earth, the two worlds are merging for a short time, and the fear of the people on earth has also changed for me. It’s just as delicious and nutritious.”

The old man pursed his lips and said:

A new world has opened the door to me, and the delicacy of the whole world will be taken by you and me, my Venerable Skyhammer... I have taken away the power you have accumulated, but as long as you go to this world, you can set off whatever you want. A riot, a little war...

You can gain more, of course...be careful, this world is guarded by a supreme mage, so we are destined to be under the gaze of that woman, and we have to keep a low profile.

The big snake stopped, and he listened carefully, as if he heard Kraken's low roar in the deep sea outside.

This caused a mocking smile to flash across Big Snake's face, and he said slowly:

A beast is a beast. It doesn't know how to change things. It doesn't want me to leave here. Well, then I won't leave here. Let's stay with it for a while.

Go to the ground, Aum, and go there to find a truly qualified Master Skyhammer.

Find your brothers and sisters, and then incite fear to your heart's content. The stronger you are, the stronger I will be. When the world is full of fear, it is time for me to return to Asgard.

There was a flash of sharpness in Kuer's eyes. He took a deep breath and said softly:

My brother Odin, I will show him...

Really, Ragnarok.

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