【Greek Mythology】God of Fate

The World Serpent, Jormungandr, is simply too huge, and his size can make his enemies feel hopeless.Sylph, who saw Yermungandr with her own eyes, finally knew why the god king wanted to imprison the three brothers and sisters at this moment. With their strength, if they are allowed to grow, it will undoubtedly become a serious problem for the gods!

"Three brothers and sisters who bring misfortune and disaster", just looking at Jormungandr's words, it is not difficult to imagine that such a monster will bring nightmares to the world.What's more, the ferocity and tyranny of the wolf Fenrir and the god of death Hela are no less than Ye Mengjia.

In a sense, the evil god Loki is terrifying!

Sylph sighed unceasingly, he couldn't imagine what would happen to the world if one day this monster woke up from a deep sleep.

But even if such a tragedy happened, it was a reality that he could do nothing about. Sylph, who was hit by a subtle blow, shook her head secretly.

"Your Highness, it's raining."

Sylph, who was in deep thought, was awakened by a drop of water dripping on his face. He wiped off the water drop, turned his head and said to the tall and straight Moira in a daze.

Moira protected him and Sylph with an enchantment, and frowned slightly.The rain was getting heavier and heavier, and the dark clouds covered the sun. Just now there were just a few dots, but it turned into a violent storm in the blink of an eye.

The rain came so suddenly, without warning, that it made people feel uneasy.

In a trance, Sylph seemed to see a shadow looming in the dark rainstorm, "Your Highness, is there something there?" Sylph rubbed her eyes again, and after looking carefully for a while, she was not sure. Said.

There was indeed someone there, after a flash of lightning, the place was briefly illuminated, and Sylph saw the figure clearly.

The man was tall and tall, wearing a golden helmet, with a cold and serious face.He wears a dark gray cloak with shining stars on the side of the cloak, and holds a pistol in his hand, which is sacred and awe-inspiring.The deep and piercing single eye sees through the mystery of life and death.He □riding a white-haired snow-like divine steed, which has eight legs, wears a mask carved in gold, snorts hot white air, and looks very rebellious.

"God King Odin!" Sylph opened his mouth wide and was in a daze. As the heir valued by the Elven King, he had naturally seen Odin's portrait before. So surprised, why did the God King appear here?

Moira saw Odin, and Odin naturally noticed the elves and Moira floating in midair below.Odin's expression was serious and heavy. His frown was not deep, but it made people who saw it feel helpless. The heavy responsibility made it difficult for the god king to smile.

Odin didn't pay any attention to Sylph who was an elf, and all his attention was put on Moira, a strange god.

Moira was also looking at Odin, but his expression was relaxed, even with a slight smile, as if seeing an old friend.

Odin commanded the god Masle Plaine to fly not far from Moira. He had a hunch that the god in front of him would be a variable.

"who are you?"

Because Odin was riding a divine horse, even if he was in the same place as Moira, he was still higher than Moira, so he looked down from above.His sharp eyes were open, and his voice was like a thick bell, majestic.

Sylph shrank instinctively under Odin's gaze, and then hid behind Moira.

Moira was not affected by Odin at all. Even though he was in a low place, he was more domineering than Odin. Those silver eyes were indifferent and sharp in the dark, and could not contain everything in the world.

The imposing collision between the two powerhouses made Sylph, who was as quiet as a chicken behind Moira, tremble. He couldn't stand the atmosphere at the moment, and the solemnity made people flustered.

In the end, Odin gave up. He got off the horse and spoke first, "Aesir, Odin." He was not afraid of Moira, but felt that with the heart of a king, there was no need to worry about it. , the god on the opposite side probably doesn't care about his identity at all.

Odin guessed right, Moira really didn't care about Odin's identity, he just didn't like the way Odin looked at him, and no one could make him look up.

"Moira." Moira slowly spit out her name.

Odin's pupils shrank for a moment, he was silent for a moment, and then restrained his excitement and asked in a deep voice, "You know..."

"Don't you know all about it?" Moira shook her head, interrupted what Odin hadn't finished speaking, and said meaningfully, "You can't change the ending, you can only delay it infinitely, even so, no Is it close in front of you? Or do you not have the courage?"

Moira spoke cruel and realistic words that no one could understand except him and Odin.

Odin's eyes darkened, but he returned to normal in an instant. He tightly held the Holy Spear in his hand, with a firm expression, "No. I'm ready to meet the final challenge."

As the king of gods, Odin has never had a choice. His will represents the will of the gods. Even if it is a doomed tragic ending, he cannot retreat or be afraid. He must raise his holy spear and point it straight ahead!

This is the fate of the king!

"Would you like to sit down?"

The obscure conversation ended here, and Odin stopped asking. His eyes turned to the unknown distance. Under the background of the torrential rain, his figure looked a lot thinner.

Taking a deep breath in his heart, Odin sincerely invited Moira. In the end, he still wanted the Lord of Destiny to witness this final ending!

"it is good."

Moira readily agreed, and he had no reason to refuse.

The ending of the world here may be more heroic than that of Zeus, but the gods here have a little more humanity than that of that side. They have what Zeus and others lack, and they live a more fulfilling life.

Now, the gods are about to retire from the world stage, and it should start soon...

"Your Highness, where are we going?"

After Odin remounted the eight-legged horse, Sylph whispered in Moira's ear.

According to Odin's attitude as a guide, Sylph was a little puzzled.

"To be a guest." Moira squinted her eyes so that people could not see his eyes clearly.

God King Odin lives in the kingdom of the gods, and his residence is the largest, most exquisite and most magnificent Golden Palace, followed by the second largest Hall of Valor, which is the residence prepared by Odin for heroes!

The kingdom of the gods is peaceful, there is no torrential rain in the world, and no birth of evil...

When Odin returned, the heroes who lived in the Hall of Valor were training hard, led by the Valkyrie Valkyrie.

Moira naturally also saw those sweaty and high-spirited fighters.They all had smiles on their faces, without a trace of gloom, and it was their glory to be able to die on the battlefield.

Moira glanced at Odin in surprise, as if Odin hadn't told the gods about the omen of their ending.

However, one person bears everything silently, Odin, do you really have no complaints?

Odin arranged for Moira to live in his golden palace, and they didn't cover up when they came back. Naturally, God saw the strange Moira and Sylph.But Odin didn't take the initiative to talk about Moira, so even if the gods had doubts, they tacitly didn't mention Moira, treating him as an inconspicuous god.

Moira's life in the Golden Palace was very comfortable, and Odin did not neglect him at all, completely letting him be on an equal footing with him, and he was not stingy about any delicious food.

Moira stayed in the Golden Palace for many days, watching the cold winter sweeping across the earth, watching the gods getting more and more prepared for battle...

"Your Highness, how long are we going to stay?" Sylph leaned against the window, looking at the distant sky and asked.

Even if the Golden Palace is luxurious, he can't bear the boredom. He doesn't know anyone here except Moira, and he can't walk around, as if he was imprisoned.

And every time Odin came back, he just silently took Moira to drink without saying anything, it was extremely boring.

"Is it boring?" Moira stopped to look at the scroll in her hand, and asked puzzled.

As a god with endless years, the long time allowed him to know how to enjoy loneliness, so he couldn't understand Sylph's feelings.

After all, he was just a child who had just grown up, so he couldn't hold his breath.

"Ah."

Sylph leaned close to Moira, then lay her head on Moira's lap, and rubbed her affectionately.

After being away from his loved ones, he became more and more dependent on Moira.

Moira didn't speak, he gently stroked the elf's face, and looked at the gate of the palace with his eyes that saw everything.

Odin came over again. He obviously came in a hurry. He didn't take off his battle armor, and his whole body was breath-taking.

He sat across from Moira without saying a word, ignoring the intimacy between Sylph and Moira. He has seen a lot these days, so he doesn't care anymore.

"Are you going to start?" Moira asked first.

"...my son, will Thor survive?"

Odin took a big sip of wine and asked with an unclear expression.As a father, he hopes that Thor can live, which means that the gods still have hope for a new start.But as the king of gods, he also clearly knew that as one of the most powerful men, Thunder God must be the leader of the war, and if he survived, it is likely that the winner has already been determined.

In the end, he just asked some questions, as if to make himself more at ease.

"Maybe..." Moira's answer was ambiguous.

'Whooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo'

Suddenly, the trumpets representing war sounded!

Odin paused for a moment, then finished drinking the fine wine he raised in his hand.

"Your Majesty, we are ready!"

Valkyrie, the heroic Valkyrie, is calling for Odin, and the heroes of the Hall of Valor are ready to go!

"Please take it!"

Odin stood up, took off the Dropnir ring on his finger, and walked towards the Valkyrie without looking back.

"Your Highness..."

Sylph looked sad, and he also wanted to go and see, there were his relatives there.

Moira sighed slightly, accepted the ring left by Odin, and pulled up Sylph who was looking at him beggingly.

"Go if you want to go." Moira whispered with downcast eyes.

Sylph nodded gratefully.

Moira looked at Sylph who ran out and shook her head, with a helpless arc on the corner of her mouth.

Sylph, there is nothing you can do, you can only watch your relatives die one after another...

That's the ending they can't escape...