Shadow of the Beautiful World

On Christmas Eve, 1546, I learned the truth from the saint.

Under the sunshine, Merlin in the hotel continued to read the manuscript left by the monk in the 16th century, which recorded his contact with a mysterious saint.

The half-drunk saint is a bit outspoken. In fact, he is indeed a little different from the saints recorded in the classics. He is closer to ordinary people.

But the more this is the case, the more I can feel his authenticity, like a warrior who really came from the realm of the gods to the world. The more ordinary, the more great he is.

Guided by my sister, the sage told a bizarre tale.

He said that heaven exists, and so does hell, but there is not much connection between the two lands and the world, and the beliefs and beliefs that we, the sincere believers of the Lord, have nothing to do with the gods of heaven. Meaningless.

He once again criticized the beliefs I have held on to all my life, but I couldn't care less to refute him at that time, because I was also attracted by the story described by the sage.

Forgive my curiosity at the time, my lord.

The sage told my sister that there was a shameful rebellion in Paradise in the year 1000 B.C. according to our calendar.

At that time, one-third of the angels followed the fallen angel Lucifer. The morning stars rebelled against the heavens, they rebelled against the Lord, and they fell into another 'dimension'. From then on, they were called 'devils', but the real The origin of the devil is earlier, the sage said that when the dimension of the universe was first divided, the original devil already existed, that is what we think of as the devil, that is Satan.”

The Lord did not turn a blind eye to this rebellion. There was a war between Heaven and the devil's hell. And that war is far beyond our imagination. It may even destroy several dimensions. I can't understand the word dimension. I can only use my poor imagination. Force, imagine it as several worlds like ours.

But that war was stopped by other forces before it finally broke out.

The saint said that those forces included the ancient gods of Greece, including the gods of Asgard, and a powerful 'sorcerer supreme' from our world. In fact, it was the wizard supreme who stopped the possible outbreak strife.

The saint comes from Asgard. He is a Nordic god and a warrior under the command of heretical gods.

The saint didn't tell much about his past. He didn't seem to want to mention his past. But under my sister's questioning, the saint finally finished talking about the war between heaven and hell.

Under the persuasion of other forces, heaven and hell signed a 'truce agreement', also known as a 'covenant'. It is said that many gods call it 'bureaucracy', but I think it is actually a Good thing, in short, according to the sage, every 1,000 years, the contract of this god will be renewed again.

And 1,000 years is a long time for us humans, but for the angels and demons in heaven and hell, it is as simple as mass every Friday.

Just when I thought the saint's story was over, he drank his last bottle and told my sister a truth that left me horrified and uncomfortable.

The saint said with emotion that the true face of the Millennium Covenant is extremely cruel to us humans.

Because our world is one of the battlefields where heaven and hell are secretly fighting. Many catastrophes recorded in history were caused by the wars between the two sides. We humans are caught between the two sides. We are powerless to resist. Can passively bear those disasters.

And the most worrying thing is that in the foreseeable future, this war will never end.

The saint said that both heaven and hell realized that a full-scale war would mean the end of both, so every 1,000 years, they would divide a non-war zone to suppress and balance the war in the dark, to avoid the expansion of the war and to avoid the next time. The coming of the armistice, according to the saint, should be 466 years away.

466 years?

Seeing this, Merlin's expression changed a bit. The time recorded in this notebook is 1546. According to this time, if the saint is not joking, it means that after 11 years ago, in 2012 , heaven and hell will usher in a new truce agreement.

According to the records of this letter, during the 30 years of each armistice agreement, the two camps that stopped the war will have some indulged supernatural creatures wantonly running back and forth in various dimensions, which also means that in the In the 30 years after 2012, the earth will also usher in an era of extremely active monsters, and it may even be 30 years when various catastrophes occur frequently.

Damn it!

After Merlin cursed, he lowered his head and looked at the letter again.

The monk's account had reached the last few pages.

I heard the saint's story and I was so terrified I rushed out to question him and the drunk saint argued with me and said everything he said was true.

I don't believe it, I refuse to believe it until the sage takes something out.

The weapon that was carried behind him when I first met him was a silver divine weapon, like the most exquisite war halberd, but one-third of it was missing.

At the request of the saint, I touched the halberd, and he used the halberd in some way to let me see the kingdom when he came.

God's Domain, Asgard, that magnificent, golden mirror of the gods.

I saw the Golden Palace, I saw the Hall of Valor, I saw the Rainbow Bridge, I saw the Gatekeeper, I saw the God King and his sons, I saw all of that.

It was also from that day that my original sincere faith shifted towards the Nordic gods. After all, I have seen with my own eyes the almost palpable Heroic Spirit Paradise.

Forgive me, my Lord.

But I can't go back

I learned a lot about the mysteries of God's Realm from the saint, and I lamented that I was born as a mortal, but the saint comforted me and said that being born in the God's Domain may not be a good thing, and the life of the gods is not as I imagined Beautiful. Mobile terminal::

After that Christmas Eve, I lived another 15 years of quiet life with my sister, and the saint, who seemed to be forgotten by time, and he never aged, exactly the same as when I first met him, he was a man Saint, without a doubt.

This simple and fulfilling life continued until my sister died of a sudden illness.

The heartbroken sage decided to leave the village where he had lived for decades. Before he left, he entrusted me with the sacred blade that represents anger. He seemed to want to forget everything in the past, and to be a mortal He continues to live with his identity, and he doesn't seem to want to go back to his hometown anymore.

It's an honor for me to be able to keep the sacred objects from God's Domain with my own hands!

I swear to the saint that my descendants and I will guard the holy blade until its owner retrieves it.

After the saint left, I and the other monks in the monastery, under the witness of the holy blade, took a vow of silence. We will never reveal this secret.

33 years after the saint left this place, my life is finally coming to an end, and because of the protection of the holy blade, my village has become more and more prosperous. I am unwilling to bring the secrets I know to the grave, but I cannot tell it to the other people.

I will record it and wait for those who can find the codex to pass on this secret.

I have told my son that unless his life is in desperate situation, he must never use the holy blade. It is not a power that mortals can bear, although an ordinary person will become the most brave when holding the holy blade Warriors of the gods, but once the holy blade is dropped, ordinary people will be exhausted and defeated. Only the most determined warriors with a fighting spirit can bear its power for a short time.

I hope that this holy blade can continue to protect the monastery where secrets are buried here.

I also hope that the saint can realize his wish and find his final residence in the world.

Ah, I looked up and saw a Valkyrie riding a Pegasus and wearing armor galloping in the sky. Maybe she came to pick me up or maybe it was just my hallucination.

But no matter what, I have lived a wonderful life, and I don't regret staying in this place for the rest of my life.

I know that one day, the information I left behind will be used for salvation.

After Merlin finished reading the letter, he put the letter made of parchment aside. He rubbed his forehead, digesting what she had just learned about the Millennium Covenant and the secret of Asgard.

I have to say that if the things recorded in this handbook are true, then this is indeed a bit surprising.

The information hidden in this handbook is even more important than the blade itself of this berserk warrior's cane.

But regardless of whether the millennium agreement is true or not, Merlin feels that he should prepare as much as possible in advance, even though he still doesn't know how to prepare.

He put away the letter and took out the last treasure map Talia gave him.

The location marked there is more southwest of France, to be precise, Seville in southwest Spain.

Merlin originally thought that this was just a simple treasure hunt, but after reading this letter, Merlin had a not-so-good association in his heart.

In the Codex, the priest who lived in the 16th century called the person who left him the holy blade a saint.

He said that the saint came to the earth from Asgard, the domain of the gods, and his appearance has not changed for more than ten years. That means that the lifespan of the Asgardian must be very long. More than 450 years is enough for human beings to reproduce for several generations, but perhaps for the Asgardian, it is just a snap of the fingers.

That also means that the Asgardian who left the Berserker's cane should, most likely, still be alive!

And most likely in Seville, Spain, most likely always living in that city.

That's where it gets tricky.

Merlin moved his fingers, he hesitated whether to continue the treasure hunt, maybe when he found the last part of the cane, he would also find the hermit Asgardian. : :

But the problem is, until now, until Merlin has two cane parts in his hand, he still doesn't know why that Asgardian would let the treasure map of this cane be left out, even It is possible that the treasure map itself was handed down by the Asgardian himself.

Because only the Asgardian who put down the cane knows where the three cane parts are.

But why would he do it?

Could this be a bait? Is it a trap?

After thinking for ten minutes, Merlin let out a sigh of relief, and he made up his mind.

He is going to visit Spain.

The last section of the cane was there, and he didn't want to give it up. Most importantly, he was also very interested in a living Asgardian.

He'd seen the stars, he'd captured a Kree himself.

Maybe the Asgardians are similar to the Nacres.

Hmm maybe.

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A few hours later, Merlin came out of the underground passage of the famous church ruins near the city of Seville, Elder Vinonino. The ruins of this church were built in the 17th century, but under the church, Hidden away is an abandoned crypt from around the 8th century, filled with the remains of medieval knights and priests.

And the last section of the berserk warrior's staff was placed in the deepest part of that crypt.

There are no traps, no guards, not even the necessary maze, just casually thrown in a pot above the oldest tomb, like an ornament that can be seen everywhere.

The process of getting the cane was so easy that Merlin was a little unbelievable. He thought that he would have to pick up the weapon in the end to have a friendly exchange with the aliens guarding there.

But getting the last part of the cane doesn't mean that Merlin can run away.

He tried it in the tomb, and the parts of the three canes could not be repaired naturally by combining the parts of the three canes. This thing must require a special procedure to be re-integrated.

And at the bottom of the jar of the last cane, Merlin also found an address, which was a remote town outside Seville, and there was a meaningful message behind the parchment with the address written on it.

No doubt it was reserved for him.

I don't know if you are a man or a woman, and I don't know how long it will take you to find what I left behind.

But getting all the parts means that you have passed my test. If you want to get the complete Asgard artifact, if you still want to know the truth behind my long journey, then come to me.

I've been waiting for you for a long time.

-from Elliott Randolph, a poor man who couldn't return home, stayed in December 1621.