It is a magnificent temple of golden splendor.

The surrounding walls are covered with ornate patterns and frescoes, depicting scenes of countless valiant Viku battles.

On the floor in the middle of the hall is a huge red carpet of luxury, leading from the throne at the highest point of the hall to the entrance of the hall, and outside the hall is a rainbow bridge of water, fire and air.

A bearded giant with a large silver horned helmet sat on his throne, a large bright red beard made of lava under his chin, and a few sparks emitted from time to time. He was clad in thick golden armor, and his naked body was not flesh and blood, but more like metal or jade, and the giant was contemplative, facing a short-haired metal giantess with a serious expression.

Claudia was standing far away at the side of the two, small and small, she found that she was not even knees high as the two, she could not move, she could not speak, her body was out of place with the world, more like an illusory shadow, or a bystander.

"Odin." The short-haired giantess spoke, making a metallic sound.

"You have to let go of your dangerous thoughts."

"The Viku worship us and treat us as gods."

"If you forcibly transform them into Valkyrie and enslave them, then what difference will we have from those giant flesh monsters that enslave other lives!"

Odin pondered for a moment, and then said with a little dissatisfaction:

"Hela, my adopted daughter."

"Defending Azeroth is not only our mission, but also the Vikus."

"As a Titan Creation, I am not qualified to choose my own way of living!"

"It's not just them, we Guardians can also give our lives when the Pantheon needs it."

"Not to mention that being Valkyrie can give them great strength and eternal life."

Hela replied with a slight sarcasm: "Even if this immortality is almost ghostly? Forever oppressed, forever enslaved, never turned over? ”

Odin was silent.

For a long time, Hela said slightly threateningly;

"Odin, if you don't give up on your thoughts, I'll have to bring Valhalla back to Ulduar and let the other Guardians stop you."

"While I also think that the dragons are no match for the minions of the Titans, they at least spontaneously came to defend Azeroth."

With that, she turned and walked out of the hall, and behind her, Odin clenched his fists, his right eye emitting a fierce golden light.

The next moment, the scene distorted and changed into a different picture.

In the air outside the magnificent building, three forces confronted each other.

Countless golden, white, and black-winged figures were standing behind their leader, all wearing masked armor and unable to see clearly, spears of various colors in their hands, and the air was filled with the aura of slaughter.

The leader of the black-winged crowd was none other than Hela, her skin covered in abscesses, and behind her was a huge black-winged giantess, and opposite her was a huge golden-winged giantess.

Hela turned her head to look at the white-winged figure on the other side, dissatisfied: "Friggia, what are you waiting for, why don't you hurry up and slaughter Al and her loyal dog with me." Have you forgotten how our metal bodies were shattered by Odin, and our souls were twisted into this form? ”

Frigga was silent.

The golden-winged Al on the other side was equally angry: "Frigga, we are all the most dutiful servants of the Titans, and it should be our duty and mission to serve the Titans, hurry up and kill these betrayers, and then find a way to break the seal of Valhalla together." ”

Frigga hesitated for a moment, then finally spoke: "I can't forgive Odin for his actions, but I'm even more reluctant to be an enemy of my countrymen. We are all sisters who are sick and sick, and we have finally regained our freedom, so why can't we live together peacefully? ”

Al and Hela looked at each other with hatred, and violent sparks seemed to burst into the air, and they said in unison, "Don't think! ”

Frigga sighed softly, "Then, my people and I will leave this land from now on to find a way to unravel this curse on our bodies, and perhaps one day we will be able to regain our former bodies, and I hope that you will no longer be hostile at that time." ”

With that, she took her compatriots around her, who were also unwilling to kill each other, spread her wings and flew farther and farther until she disappeared.

Hela and Al stopped talking nonsense and rushed towards each other, and then, countless figures with golden and black wings clenched their spears and collided together, fighting fiercely, and from time to time a figure fell from the sky, shattering into many golden or black points of light and disappearing.

The picture distorts and disappears again.

Claudia had a long dream, and countless similar scenes flashed through the dream, telling the history of Valkyrie.

She saw a figure with white wings guiding lost souls back into the present world.

She saw the figure of the black wings dragging the drowned soul into the abyss.

I also saw the figure of the golden wings flying towards the magnificent hall in the sky with the soul of the dead in battle.

They are Valkyrie, free to travel back and forth between the Shadow Realm and the present world, one of the creatures that Light and Shadow are most favored.

Odin had declared that the Viku who could die on the battlefield and prove their courage and ability would be reborn in Valhalla.

Here, they can pass through the Gate of the High to obtain a new Stormcast Body, a new body that glows with gold and silver.

The reborn Viku can hunt ferocious beasts in the Eternal Hunting Grounds, wrestle with the strongest warriors in Odin's Arenas, and even drink wine, dine, and sing with their ancestors.

Countless Viku people have spent their lives honing their courage and skills in order to enter Valhalla, or Valhalla, after death.

And Valkyrie is the spirit life created by Odin to lead the Veku warriors to Valhalla, transformed by the most powerful Veku women.

Wait, spirits, Claudia suddenly remembered, it seemed like she had become Valkyrie herself, was she dead?

The next moment, she opened her eyes suddenly.

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It was a huge Viku tribe with many huge houses that resembled what were once the temporary camps of the Northern Expeditionary Army.

Tovard was sitting in one of the rooms with a flame painted in the doorway, and a casserole was boiling on the stove in one corner of the room, and the casserole smelled of herbs.

Opposite him was an old Veku woman with gray hair and slightly cloudy eyes, and on the bed behind the old man Viku lay a sleeping Claudia, and the blonde girl had a thick quilt on her chest, and her bare shoulders were partially bandaged in flaxen.

Tovard glanced at the blonde girl and said respectfully to the gray-haired figure opposite, "Lord Prophet, this ...... She had been in a coma for two days and was probably going to wake up. ”

The white-haired old man sorted out the herbs in his hand, and replied slowly: "It's not too long, her injuries are not fatal, and her soul is not too troublesome, I made some medicine for her, and it is estimated that she will be able to wake up in a day or two." ”

Tovard hesitated slightly, but said nevertheless: "I don't mean to question you, but why do you think she is Valkyrie, although the warriors have seen her golden wings and spears, shouldn't Valkyrie be a heroic being?" ”

The Prophet stopped moving, put down the herbs in his hand, raised his head and said solemnly, "Tovard, the wings and the spear can be faked through illusion or energy shaping spells, but the incomparably light and order power in her body cannot be faked. ”

She muttered for a moment, then added, "I also don't know why Valkyrie, who is supposed to be a Heroic Spirit, has a flesh and blood body, but I think I can give you a guess of mine. According to the records of our ancestors, we Viku were also warriors forged of steel and thunder, but since after all these years, we have all become mortal flesh and blood, why can't Valkyrie have a flesh-and-blood existence? ”

Tovard was still a little unwilling: "Why do all those degenerate species have Valkyrie, so many powerful Viku tribes in our vicinity have not given birth to Valkyrie for many years. ”

The prophetess sighed, "Tovard, those degenerate species in your mouth are also the descendants of our Viku people, whether you want to admit it or not, those people also have the blood of the Veku kings in their vegus. ”

Tovard wanted to say something, but after a long hesitation, he did not linger, saluted the old prophet, and walked out.

The old prophet looked at Tovard in the distance, shook her head, she boiled the medicine, and brought it to the girl, she didn't care so much about the girl's identity, in her opinion, the girl was more like a teenage Viku girl than Valkyrie.

At this moment, Claudia opened her eyes, and the first time she woke up, she didn't pay attention to the old prophet who was looking at her kindly, but suddenly raised her left hand and put it in front of her face, and she was extremely happy to see that her white left hand was still there, and patted her bandaged chest with her left hand: "I was scared to death, I almost thought I was ...... Pain! Pain! Pain! ”

The girl who was crying suddenly found that she was tied with bandages in many places on her body, and she felt a slight or severe pain, especially in the chest that had just been slapped by herself, and she found the old man Viku next to her, and realized that she had saved herself, and quickly wanted to struggle to sit up and thank you.

The old prophet stopped her and reassured her: "You're welcome, rest well, child. ”

"This is the Vaudren tribe, I'm the prophet of this tribe, Helga, and it's safe here."

"It doesn't matter if you were a Valkyrie or a mortal before, now you're a sick person and need a good rest."

Claudia recalled everything before she fell unconscious, and couldn't help but look nervous, and hurriedly asked, "My companion, how is it?" ”

Helge said lightly: "Your companions were buried in that woodland, along with their weapons, and according to the warriors who returned, your companions were noble warriors, and they fought to the last moment. ”

yes, I should have guessed, but I was lucky, Raven, Jaime, Segrina......

The blonde girl's face darkened, and tears couldn't help but flow down her cheeks and onto the pillow.

Helge sighed slightly: "At my age, you will understand, young man. ”

"Don't be sad, it's a man's luck to be able to die on the battlefield with all his might, and dying of disease and hotbed after old age and decay is the greatest insult to a warrior."

"I have seen many elderly soldiers crying bitterly, they watched their comrades leave one by one, and they could only die of old age on the sick kang, how cruel it is."

"Your companions are valiant warriors, and you should be proud of them, child."

Claudia was still in tears, but managed to put on a smile: "Thank you, Helga, when I can get out of bed, please take me to the place where they died, I want to send them off." ”