Having accepted his fate, Thor waited quietly for a cordial contact with the ground, and his mind began to think about how to quickly make the next doppelganger, and then descend here to take the scepter that was still flying in the sky. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 ｉｎｆｏ

To his surprise, a soft branch suddenly wrapped around his waist, and the branch escorted him to slow down his fall and gently pull it up.

When the speed dropped to a critical point, the branch jerked up, and Thor was pulled back up.

He turned his head to see that it was the branch of the sea tree controlled by Pompeii.

"Send me up—Scepter—Pompeii, Scepter—" He subconsciously shouted at Pompeii through his mind.

Pompeii had already dragged Thor, Diana, and the black cat with a branch, although the black cat didn't need him to rescue him, and the system already had the ability to float.

Pompeii did not hesitate at Thor's command, and the branches hurriedly lifted him into the sky, as if he were on an elevator, and Thor was soon sent to the scepter, which was still glowing in the air.

Without hesitation, he grabbed the scepter, which glowed with golden light.

In an instant, countless powerful spiritual forces seemed to destroy Thor's consciousness, desperately attacking him.

If it were an ordinary person, I am afraid that it would lose its ability to resist in an instant, and from then on become a slave of the scepter, and be completely controlled from the spirit.

But Thor is not an ordinary human after all, as a god son, even if the physical body of the phantom clone may not be as strong as the evolved Kratos, the spiritual power is the same as the main body.

And his ontological spirit has at least reached the level of a god, that is to say, it is at the same level as the gods that once existed in Wotan.

Although this attacking spiritual power is strong, it also exudes a dying despair, and it can't help Thor at all.

He just condensed his spiritual power to form a solid barrier, and let the waves outside invade and roar, but he didn't move.

Immediately afterward, the hexahedron box that had been swallowed in the man's consciousness space, which had been reduced to white bones, was placed in Thor's spiritual world in some form.

Now, suddenly, as if the key had met the keyhole, it bloomed with brilliant brilliance, and the chains on the box were loosened and fell down one by one.

A cloud of golden light rushed out of Thor's spirit and plunged into the sea of spiritual power radiated by the scepter, as if building a bridge between the two, making Thor's scepter have some kind of inexplicable connection with the scepter.

Then a wave of memories came to Thor in his mind, and countless images appeared suddenly, and he suddenly understood the cause and effect.

In the image in his mind, Thor saw the ancient world of Wotan, a world that closely resembled the legend.

He saw the illusions of the gods that he had seen in the space of consciousness, all of which appeared in his memory as entities.

"It's really the gods of Wotan. Thor muttered to himself, "So that dragon is really the dragon god Ancaras?"

In his memory, the golden dragon flew in the air, and countless dragons of other colors were hidden under his sky-like wings, and the golden shadow symbolizing the god of light penetrated the heavens and the earth, and countless other gods surrounded him silently chanting praises.

Others such as the god of fire, the god of the sea, the body of shadows, the god of darkness, and countless gods have appeared in this world, and it was a time of prosperity when the gods were not dead and mortals were not prosperous.

"It turns out that this place was once a paradise for the gods. Thor sighed, and soon new memories came to his mind.

Just one day in the age of mythology, disaster struck.

It was a day like all before, except that the endless sky was dyed black in a breath, and the gods didn't understand what was happening.

Immediately after, lightning and thunder roared, and a huge crack was torn open in the air, and a terrible and ugly huge eye peeked through the crack.

Then it stretched out a wizened, gray arm that could touch the ground from the sky, followed by a monstrous head of a grotesque inhuman form.

It was a strange head with only one eye and a bloody mouth, and it spun three hundred and sixty degrees, and it stretched out its other arm.

It supported the ground with its two arms, and its head stretched out from the sky, and this huge monster standing between heaven and earth seemed so terrifying and incomprehensible.

His body resembled the waist of a human being as thin as it had fallen, with only rib-like bones peeking out of it, wrapped in pale and bloodstained skin, as if he had just been born from his mother's arms.

Then he slowly leaned out his whole body, and two long legs, as thin and long as his arms, covered with some unknown dirt, stepped across the torn space and stepped here.

It crouched on the ground and let out a loud, miserable, and heart-wrenching cry, and in an instant, countless non-god dragons, elves, and other gods of their kindred or dependents died.

A huge monster appeared between heaven and earth, and the gods of Wotan immediately understood that this was a disaster from another world.

So they arrived as soon as possible and started a great battle with the monster.

It was a terrible battle, the families of the gods could not even get close to the battlefield, and some of the gods with weak powers could not help, and some of them were almost no different from mortals in front of the monsters.

The only gods who can really be used as the main force are the gods with a wide range of followers such as the god of light and the dragon god, and the god of divine power.

But even if the power of the gods is gathered, it is no match for this monster, no one knows where this monster came from, what it is, the only thing that is certain is that it is not a thing of this world.

As the embodiment of the world order of Wotan, the gods who guard the balance of the world of Wotan, and become the immune system of this dream world, they must die to guard the smooth operation of this world.

After finally using all their abilities and not being able to do anything about the monsters, the gods made the final decision.

They sacrificed themselves and used all their original power to finally slay the monster, and at this moment the world was on the verge of collapse, with few mortals left and the gods about to fall.

The fall of the gods, who carry most of the power of the origin of the world of Wotan, means that the world will collapse and turn into dust.

In order not to make the world of Wotan disappear, the gods finally exhausted their original divine power to stabilize the world, and found that although the monster was dead, the body was not destroyed, so they had to seal the body again.

At this point, all the gods have exhausted the power of the origin, and the origin of the world of Wotan has almost dried up, and the energy level of the entire world has fallen to a critical point, so it has survived in a state of lingering.

And the gods gathered the last trace of divine power in this scepter created by the god of craftsmen, not expecting to be resurrected according to this, the gods all knew that the resurrection was hopeless, the only possibility was that in the end, these divine powers were condensed, and there might be a chance to give birth to a new god son.

So the age of the gods in the Wotan continent ended, and since then there have been no true gods, and even the dependents of the gods have appeared in Wotan, knowing that it has been countless years before some weak races slowly flourish.