Bloodline Survival Guide

Fenrir and Tyr are always at odds.

Once Tire tried to force Fenrir to go with him to the war center of the kingdom of giants to quell the chaos, but Fenrir refused to go.

Tyre's tone was commanding, as if ordering a dog.

Fenrir ran all the way, and somehow left Asgard and came to the underworld, the territory of Hela.

This is the gathering place for the dead heroic spirits of the dead. There are no living people, only death and unknowns.

Hela welcomes all living beings with 'unknown', she warmly entertained her nominal brother with great enthusiasm, telling him that it doesn't matter how long he wants to stay here.

In Hela's world, the sun never rises and the day never begins.Fenrir stayed here, and the darkness made him feel that this was his home.

Because of the death of Baldur, the god of light [Note], Hermod, the fastest runner among the gods, was sent by Odin to the underworld to ask Hela, hoping that Hela would let them bring Baldr back, Vidal Also followed.

The speed god took Vidal to run for nine days and nine nights, and went deep underground before coming to the underworld.

In fact, Vidal didn't need to come on this journey, because he didn't speak at all, and he couldn't convince Hela.Vidal himself said that he wanted to come to the underworld. He wanted to set foot in every corner of the nine worlds, including the underworld of course.

After negotiating with Hela in Hela's hall, they stepped across the bridge of death, preparing to bring the news of the negotiation back to Asgard.

There is a river in the underworld, and this river Styx is the boundary of Niflheim.The strange thing is that there is a gold-plated crystal bridge above the Styx River, which does not match the dark and gloomy atmosphere of the underworld at all. Such a gorgeous bridge is actually built in the underworld, which seems to be ironic.

They are surrounded by darkness.Minghe Jiuhe, the river water is not real water, but blood.The dead heroic spirits and ghosts are floating in the Styx River, holding the immortal fire in their hands, and the bluish-white gloom and death energy are the source of light for the entire underworld.

There is a guardian on the bridge, the body is a ferocious withered bone, he likes to ask for some rewards from those who cross the bridge.

But when Vidal and Helmode passed, the dry bone retreated far away.The smell of God made him retreat three feet, not daring to approach.

The distorted and ferocious heroic spirits, corpses, and bloody monsters under the bridge all silently stared at Hermod and Vidal, with envious disdain and covetous hostility in their expressions.

Hermod hated this place, and he kept urging Vidal to move faster.But the harder he spoke, Vidal's pace became slower and slower, until finally he stopped.

Helmod looked back in surprise, he saw Vidal looking down the bridge, he could only step forward and said helplessly: "My dear Vidal, I think we'd better not stay in the dirty place , look at your feet..."

Before he finished speaking, Vidal nodded at the pier in front of him, where a wrist-thick vine had grown out of thin air.Vidal was silent, and in the next second he pulled the vine over the bridge and jumped directly into the river Styx——

Helmode walked to the bridge in surprise and looked down, "Master Vidal—!"

I saw Vidal swinging along the vines in his hands to a low-lying shoal on the river bank, as if he didn't care about the filth and blood under his feet, and fell directly into the blood of the Styx.

The red and black river flowed up to his knees, and he walked towards a beast covered in mud and blood step by step.

Helmode was so shocked that he panicked, and shouted loudly towards the bridge: "Master Vidal—! Don't go there! The ghosts and monsters in the River Styx are very dangerous!"

He is lowly and vulgar, and can only bend down in the dark to eat some lowly corpses and monsters. How can he attract the sympathy and pity of the holy and pure gods?

Helmode found it ridiculous and unworthy.

Vidal ignored Hermod's yelling on the bridge, and he quietly watched the scene in front of him.

This is a wolf.

He's grown up.Compared with the appearance seen on the Golden Palace before, his stature has grown several times, and he is no longer a hairy mass.The teeth were sharp, and the amber eyes were much more fierce, but Vidal still recognized the wolf.

On his birthday, the Forest Festival, the wolf was still hiding behind the bushes and watching him quietly. After he found out, he was going to say hello, but the wolf named Fenrir ran away in a panic.

See you again, but in this kind of place.

He was eating a dead body and just hit the arm.The silver fur on his body was already filthy and covered with blood and mud, making him look dirty and embarrassed.

Dirty refers to Fenrir's body, and embarrassment refers to Fenrir's eyes.After seeing Vidal, his body froze, he let go of his mouth almost subconsciously, and took a few steps forward to cover up, using his body to block the few remaining corpses.

Vidal kept looking at him, and the smile that was always on his face seemed to fade a lot.

Fenrir was looked at by that gaze, and for some reason, a feeling of grievance and broken cans rose in his heart.He simply ignored those blue eyes and continued to lower his head to bite the corpse.

But the movements are still much gentler than before, and the mouth is very careful not to let the blood splash out.He also ate very slowly, and while eating, he secretly glanced at Vidal.

There is a lot to say.

Like, why did you come here, why did you come down, why didn't you smile today?Does the underworld make you feel dirty and mean?Do you also think I'm dirty and lowly?

But I am such a lowly species, why do you dirty your white robe and feet, fall into the river of blood and shake your head at me.

Can't say it.Vidal may not understand what he is thinking, but that is not important, who cares.

Fenrir thought to himself.

Vidal looked at him for a long time, then slowly shook his head at Fenrir, then pointed to the corpse in his mouth.

Maybe it means telling him not to eat.

That's right, he is a god, how could he like such a scene, it's too dirty.

Fenrir paused and struggled for a moment before letting go of the thing in his mouth, chewing the minced meat in his mouth quickly and swallowing it.

The god in front of him would always make him slow down his movements and breathing unconsciously, afraid of being disturbed, afraid of his displeasure, and even unwilling to refuse any of his instructions.

After all, it's a pity to frown when she looks so pretty when she smiles.

And Vidal looked at the wolf in front of him and thought for a long time.

Vidal's idea was very simple. He always felt that the wolf didn't want to stay in this place, nor did he like to eat these things that much.After all, all the other gods gave him were hostility and injustice, and he had no chance to distinguish between good and evil...

Because from the very beginning, this wolf was drawn to the other side of goodness.What Vidal saw was a struggling and sinking soul, and he felt it was a pity.

Vidal made up his mind, so he stepped forward, grabbed Fenrir's forelimbs with both hands, and hugged Fenrir. Big blood-red coquettish flowers come.It drove up layer by layer, supported the bodies of Vidal and Fenrir, and sent them to the bridge of death——

When Vidal landed on the ground, the bridge formed by the flowers shattered one by one, and the petals slowly fell in the air and on the blood river, which turned out to be an exceptionally beautiful rain of flowers.

On the bridge, Hermod was so surprised that he lost his voice.He looked at the beast in front of him, unable to say anything.

When Vidal reached the ground, he put Fenrir down and took a step back.

He was still silent, the white robe on his body was already dirty, but his eyes and face were still gentle and clear.

"Master Vidal...we..." Helmod took a long time to squeeze out a sentence, and looked at Fenrir with a complicated expression, "We should go."

He must persuade Vidal well when he goes back, Helmode thought to himself.Vidal is too kind, but that kind of kindness that treats everyone equally can easily cause trouble.

Vidal nodded reassuringly to Hermod, then turned to look at Fenrir.

Without saying a word, he only smiled at Fenrir at last, then turned around and slowly disappeared at the end of the Bridge of Darkness.

Fenrir stood there watching the figure disappear.

He was still wearing only one boot, and that boot and the other white foot were now covered with blood and filth.Stepping all the way, leaving a string of blood-red footprints, landed on the bridge, and finally disappeared far away at the end.

As if guiding something.

He didn't leave for a long time, looking at the set of footprints, recalling Vidal's smile just now.

The author has something to say: The death of Baldr, the god of light, is a very famous story in Norse mythology, and it is also the fuse of the last Ragnarok. It is related to your beloved Loki. I will not talk about it in the main text. If you are interested, you can go by yourself Do a search.