Chapter 1: The Atrium

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In the Chiwu Galaxy, on an unknown moon, a meteorite was falling at a rapid speed, but when it was about to land, it stopped strangely, and a faint streamer flashed behind the meteorite.

"Uh-huh."

A groan was heard in the silence.

An angel in gold armor was stuck to the meteorite by a strangely shaped spear, his silver-white hair spread out to cover his cheeks, his close-fitting armor was full of cracks, revealing large patches of white skin, fragments of broken helmets were scattered around him, and the three pairs of wings behind him that should have been pure white as snow were scorched and twisted at the moment, hanging weakly.

After a long time, the angel slowly raised her head, revealing a white face, with soft lines and a hint of flesh, and her eyes, which should have been clear and bright, were now dim, staring at the spear that pierced her left chest.

"Óðinn, Gungnir, why ........................"

Stretching out trembling hands to grasp the body of the gun, the white and slender fingers were covered with cracks.

"Kill, gun, only, in, no, out. Ahem, ahem. ”

Coughing up a mouthful of blood, staining the armor red, slowly closing his eyes, taking a deep breath, Silver Fang clenched his hands and held the body of the gun and pulled it hard towards his chest.

"Poof, poof."

The spear passed through her chest and stuck diagonally on the ground, Mo Li's face twisted as she lay on the ground, clenching her teeth, and holding her chest with both hands, although Gungnir pulled it out, it also left an irreparable wound on Mo Li's chest, and also erased her heart conceptually. Forcefully removing the armor from his waist, and before he had time to care about his exposed body, Mo Li took out a diamond-shaped black jade - the jade of the black dragon, the jade on the head of the black dragon Nidhogg, containing all the power of the black dragon.

"Since your teeth are so good that you can even bite off the World Tree, then your strength should not be that weak, Nidhogg."

Looking at this piece of Baoyu, Mo Li smiled miserably and slowly put Baoyu into his left chest. In an instant, a powerful force swept through Mo Li's body.

"Uh, ah, it hurts, my body wants to, I want it, it hurts. Ahh

Moli's wings were straight, his hands were stuck in the rocks, and his pupils gradually changed from round to vertical. Lying motionless on a rock after smashing it, his head hanging limply, the surroundings falling silent again, except for the ticking of blood dripping down the barrel of the gun.

"Hello, Angel Moli, I am your dark plane gene engine system, I am testing your physical condition, the system is testing itself, the gene is seriously damaged, the gene engine is about to collapse due to overload, warning, warning, please implant a new engine in time, a new engine is detected, it is being analyzed, the analysis is being completed, and the engine energy system is included in the dragon jade one.................. Detection of an alien energy intrusion, blocking, blocking failure, loss of control of the system, a strong reboot, a sidereal day countdown"

In a dark space, two figures, one large and one small, were looking at each other, a figure in heavy armor with dark gold was uncertain, the armor was covered with a layer of light, he was holding a curved spear in his hand, the arc of the spear body was like a meteor crossing the sky, with an iron face, the only golden pupil illuminated the surroundings like a giant lamp, and a seraphim in gold armor in front of him knelt down on one knee and looked up at him, his lilac eyes were full of puzzlement.

"Moli, my dear child, do you wonder why I use Gungnir against you?"

"Yes, King, I don't understand why you suddenly attacked me, did I do something unforgivable to distract you from using a nirvana against me while fighting Fenrir."

"Child, you also know, I have long known about the existence of Ragnarok from the prophecy, and I have made many preparations to deal with it, and I have even sent Valkyrie to collect the souls of the war dead and make them Heroic Warriors in order to accumulate enough troops. I've been trying my best to avoid Ragnarok from happening. ”

"Of course, I know that you have been sending His Royal Highness the Prince to the atrium to practice in order to avoid Ragnarok, but we have been preparing for so long, and I have already killed Nidhogg at that time, and I am about to kill Jörmungader, why do you want to kill me at this time?"

The angel struggled to his feet, and fell weakly because of the piercing wound in his chest, and could only look at the black shadow with resentment.

"No, child, Ragnarökr is far from simple, I foresaw it when Gulinkenbi hissed with Fayala, when Nidhogg bit off the roots of the World Tree, Ragnarökr, the Destiny that cannot be disobeyed. Even if we kill all the rebels, the gods will still usher in the twilight, but you, Moli, my dear daughter, you are different, you do not belong to that world, you should not fall with the gods, so I have decided to swear to Gungnir and bring you into your original world. ”

"Originally, the world?"

The angel looked at the shadow in amazement, as if he didn't believe it.

"That's right, kid, your inability to connect with Heimdall is the best proof that you don't belong there."

The shadow began to grow illusory.

"My projection time is running out child, you listen to me, the atrium of this world, I order you in the name of the king of the gods of the Aesir gods, be sure to guard it, as for why, you will understand later. Kid, I'll give you the right to use Gungnir, and the way forward is up to you, remember not to .........................................."

Before he could finish speaking, the figure of the black shadow turned into a starry sky and dissipated. The angel struggled to his feet, knelt down on one knee again, and a silver-white one-handed sword appeared in his hand,

"I, the Angel of Judgment under the throne of the god Asa, Moli, swear to the sword that I will fulfill my king's command and protect the atrium until it dissipates completely."

A few days later, the ink glass floated next to an aqua blue planet, three pairs of wings flapping powerfully, still wearing a golden armor, and the left chest was still a hideous hole that was irreparable caused by Gungnir, and the jade of the black dragon Nidhogg took the place of the heart and slowly turned in it.

"Scanning the planet's status, scanning completed, start entering the planet's information, entering, entering completed, marking the domain name: atrium."

Through the omniscient eye, the scenery of the earth falls into the eyes of the ink glass.

"It's as beautiful as the atrium of the Nine Realms, I wonder if there will be anything else here that surprises me? What did the king ask me to guard this place for? ”

Flapping his wings, the ink glass turned into a streamer and fell to the ground.

At this time in the Europa region, several countries were fighting, and a soldier accidentally looked up after cutting down an enemy, and suddenly froze, the sword in his hand fell to the ground with a "clank", trembling and pointing to the sky.

“Oh,my My goodness, what is that?”

On that day, all the soldiers of the participating countries saw that the angel with gold armor and silver hair descended from the sky in a streamer and smashed it in the center of the battlefield.

"Yu is the angel of judgment under the throne of the god Asa, and he is ordered to guard the atrium, and you and the others should return to their own countries, and war is strictly prohibited, and those who violate it will usher in judgment!"

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