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The sea of ice condensed, and the chaotic snow blew in from afar, falling on the huge city built on the mountain.

Heat rises in the midst of the tumultuous city, melting the snow falling from the sky into a drizzle and spilling on the city walls, and the condensed ice edges stretch downward, looking at it from afar, as if it were an upside-down forest.

From time to time, broken ice cubes fall and fall to the ground with a crisp sound.

This cold-hearted city is filled with the melodic cold sound of this city every day.

The tiny sound diffused, melted into the wind, crossed the sprawling city, swept against the iceberg, and finally, slammed against the wall of gold and iron, bursting with a low resonance.

In the city, which is surrounded by high mountains, the higher you go, the more scarce the buildings become. In addition to the rock and iron academy that occupies the middle level, there is the 'Tower of Worship' built by various large clans here.

The sixteen clans that followed the emperor and established the country raised their clan flags and totems here to defend the emperor. The nine electors who now make up the Senate in place of the king and regent came from it.

Countless flags hung in those towers, fluttering in the wind and snow, and hunting sounded.

And the most conspicuous is the towering iron city at the highest point.

It was a vast palace made of steel, decorated with rich lapis gold, like a sleeping giant lying on the top of a mountain, listening to the noise of the world, and then opening his eyes slightly, and glancing at the mortal world.

Gladysheim.

The palace, known as the 'Golden Palace', sits on the highest solitary peak in the world, the residence of the arrogant emperor, which has been vacant for nearly a hundred years so far.

After the death of the last emperor, no one has been able to enter it. Only the Electors of the Senate were able to step into it and kowtow to the empty throne.

And just under that huge golden palace, the deepest part of Grazheim is rippling with eternal thunder.

Hundreds of large and small enchantments enveloped the entire mountain's belly, blocking all aetheric fluctuations from it, revealing from it, hiding the terrifying majesty of divine power.

Eternal thunder illuminates the dark mountainside.

The thunder flowed like an ocean, and after looking at it for a long time, I felt as if the thunder and lightning had condensed into metal and intertwined into the capital of the gods. The phantoms of countless gods emerged from the thunder and disappeared in an instant, leaving a shocking figure in the mortal dust.

Tiny mortals walked in it like dust.

This is the real heart of the whole of Asgard, where the real Golden Palace is located!

The sea of lightning and light turbulent between this narrow heaven and earth, but the sound was not a thunderclap, but a magnificent and huge movement.

For hundreds of years, countless musicians have incorporated their own chapters of fate into it, becoming part of the gods in the Golden Palace. Countless flames converged into terrifying flames, turning the Sea of Thunder into a child palace and giving birth to the embryo of miracles.

And just in front of the massive lapidium gate, the majestic rainbow light flowing from the ether realm almost condensed into substance, turning into a huge bridge, leading mortals from the world to the kingdom of the gods.

After gathering the power of Asgard, it was created by pouring out the lives of countless musicians, hundreds of superior elements, and fourteen divine elements, and it was a blank natural disaster created by artificial power.

Just in the process of gestation, the etheric realm has been permanently collapsed, and on this level of the material realm, the sublimation kingdom has evolved.

Even before he was born, he revealed the terrifying power that was not inferior to that of the four living creatures, and the terrifying destructive power far superior to the eight phenomena.

Even if it is blocked by the nine green gold gates, the majesty that leaks out is irresistible to the old people in front of the door.

That is the eternal throne of the future emperor, a god-level natural disaster created by humans after disobeying the laws of the Order.

King of kings - Odin!

But in such a sacred place, behind the layers of green and gold gates, there was a faint wail.

As if experiencing unimaginable torture, the hoarse roar was like a dying beast, constantly ringing, full of pain and madness.

On the Rainbow Bridge, nine old men in fancy clothes from the Senate looked at each other, and there was a hint of shock in their eyes.

"Helmut, how long has he been in?"

"An hour. ”

In it, the red-clothed patriarch raised his pupils and said softly, "It's been twice as long as it was at the beginning, and he's been holding on to Odin's divine tempering for longer and longer......"

"It's crazy. The old man in white shook his head: "The arrogance in his heart is greater than we know. ”

"The emperor should be arrogant. ”

The patriarch of Tsing Yi said: "If he can pass the final test, he may not be able to merge with Odin and become a true god king." Now that he's got the vibes of Odin's element, the future is promising, and I think we can stay on the sidelines. ”

The white-clothed patriarch did not respond, just stared at the Lapis Gate in silence.

No one expected that two months ago, after witnessing the scene of Bach throwing the spear of fate, he would give such a powerful stimulus to the Third Emperor.

Only one step away from the scepter, the genius musician who has never been defeated is known as the third emperor who can touch Dayuan in the future...... He couldn't even step within a hundred steps of the Blue King.

The gap of 100 steps is the desperate abyss.

Two days after Bach's departure, the dusty Third Emperor returned to the royal capital, met with the nine Electors, and made his demands.

Then, embarked on this path of death that devoured an unknown number of masters and scepters.

He wanted to gain the approval of the sleeping Odin and become one with the blank divinity.

This is a strange road that only the emperor will choose when the mountains and rivers are exhausted for hundreds of years, and stepping on this road is equivalent to death.

No one could hold out in the Golden Palace for an hour, and even before Odin could meet him, he was crushed by the power contained in the divine element, and the corpse was destroyed.

And now, in the midst of the curtain of divinity and the judgment of thunder, the Third Emperor was not melted by the endless thunder, but his own terrifying talent and potential were continuously developed.

In just one month, six encounters are like six deaths and rebirths.

And when he crawled out from behind the bronze gate again, the nine Electors could barely recognize him.

Withered and weak, as if made of gravel, through the translucent chest, you can faintly see the painful beating of the heart, and the blood seems to be eroded by the thunder that entangles the bone marrow. And half of the handsome faces of the past have turned into charcoal, hideous and tragic.

Even an eye has long since vanished.

But above the tragic countenance, in the remnants of the pupils, there was a magnificent golden light. Like a microcosm of the Sea of Thunder, from which brewed the electric light of destruction and rebirth.

Odin's divinity has seeped into his fateful chapter.

He has gradually stepped into that realm and won the favor of the King of kings......

On that body, half of it was dead, but on the dead body, there was a resurrection of gods.

At this moment, the third emperor is no longer a pure human body, but a demigod who has inherited the blood of the gods and the heroes who have created great deeds in mythology.

Now, the tragic scars are rapidly leaving, the flesh is being reborn, and the skin is growing again, but the left eye that has not been lost is still empty and has never returned.

But the thunder light in the pupil of the other eye became more and more intense.

"What's going on?"

The third emperor leaned against the bronze door, and when he saw the old people in front of the door, his eyes became happy, "What did I do wrong?"

The nine noble electors of the Senate deigned to come and look for me, the third emperor?"

"Now you're number two. ”

Helmut said: "You have proven your abilities to the Senate, and from now on, you will be promoted to the rank of 'Second Emperor', and I hope you will be able to go further." ”

"Not first?"

The young man, who was already the second emperor, smiled hoarsely, raised his head, looked around, and asked teasingly, "What about my waste brother?

As he spoke, he looked behind the nine old men: "Is that you?" brother, I see your crutches." My eyes can't see clearly, please come closer. ”

"That's right, dear brother, it's me. ”

A deep voice sounded, and the rickety middle-aged man limped forward with a cane.

He was only middle-aged, but he looked very old, his hair had begun to turn gray, his natural spinal deformity made his body rickety, and his underdeveloped right leg made it impossible for him to walk independently without crutches.

As he approached, the contrast between the two became more and more intense.

One is as handsome as a god, and the other is ugly and rickety, which are simply two extremes.

It is hard to imagine that this is the first emperor, the closest candidate to the throne of Asgard.

Every ten years, the Senate selected young men from all the clans who were qualified to be emperors, brought them together, called each other brothers, renounced their parents, gave up their own names, and became the emperor's sons.

For a long time, they will compete for the real victor and seize the slim chance of becoming the only legitimate emperor of the entire West.

And at this moment, the first emperor of this rickety is the person closest to the throne.

There is no second one.

"It's been a few years, and you're getting older, brother. ”

The second emperor stretched out his hand and rubbed his somewhat gray hair playfully: "Take care of your body, don't die of old age before I defeat you." ”

The first emperor was pushed into an embarrassment and almost fell.

The patriarchs frowned.

But the first emperor was not angry, but raised one eye from his messy hair, looked at him, and smiled: "Do you want my name like that......?"

"Don't be too slack, brother. ”

The Second Emperor replied indifferently: "I won't let a deformed child ride on my head for too long. ”

"In that case, let's go and bring back the ruins. ”

The First Emperor looked at him and whispered, "My promise, as evidenced by the six Electors, if you return triumphantly, I can give you everything." ”

After a long silence, the Second Emperor was stunned.

"Are you sure?"

"Of course. ”

The First Emperor looked at the nine Electors behind him: "The Senate will witness our bet." ”

"Good. ”

The Second Emperor laughed happily and looked at the old men: "I will prove to you who is the real master of this country!"

He patted the First Emperor on the shoulder and turned to leave.

"Wait in peace, brother, and I will prepare a chair for you next to my throne in the future, so that I can touch your wise little head at any time. ”

Soon, the Electors of the Senate were gone, leaving only Helmut, the first to arrive, and the silent First Emperor.

Helmut looked at the direction in which the second emperor had left, and his eyes were disappointed: "He is too proud. ”

"But he's strong enough, isn't he?" the First Emperor asked rhetorically.

"That's exactly what I'm worried about. ”

The old Elector sighed, "Asgard is also strong enough, and there is no need for an emperor who is only powerful." His pride would destroy him, and if he were emperor, his pride would destroy the country. ”

As he spoke, he looked at the First Emperor: "Why give up now? Believe me, you are the one who has been closest to the throne in the past hundred years...... Not one of them.

You still have enough time to try again. ”

"He has it too. ”

The eyes of the first emperor were silent: "Time is enough for him to change slowly, I will help him." ”

Helmut shook his head.

"I don't know what you say about moving the Senate to accept this offer, but I'm afraid you're too pessimistic. Even without an emperor, the Senate would be enough to continue to sustain the empire. ”

"No, the Senate system protected Asgard when the kingdom lost its owner, but Asgard could no longer rely on the Senate. ”

The first emperor leaned on crutches and said in a low voice: "Times are different, Helmut, everything is changing rapidly, and we are not allowed to copy the system of the past, and we will continue to debate and meet slowly...... Too many voices will only ruin the country.

It only needs one leader.

A powerful, majestic leader who can guide the Asgardians. ”

The old man asked rhetorically, "Even if that person is not you?"

The First Emperor smiled, lowered his head, and patted his deformed right leg in silence: "From the day I found out that I was a deformed child, I knew that person would not be me. ”

Helmut was silent.

"Anyway, it doesn't matter who the emperor is for Asgard, does it?"

The crutches hit the ground, and the rickety middle-aged man turned to leave:

"As long as it's not a cripple......"