Ragnarok – The biggest war ever fought in the divine realm, with almost all the main gods and angels joining the fray.

The source of the outbreak of the war is the mutation of the World Tree, and there is a huge turmoil in the world, and the demons in hell take the opportunity to invade on a large scale.

Legend has it that the World Tree makes up the entire world, and strangely enough, it is called the warhorse of the main god Odin.

The constant conflict and struggle between the gods and the giants finally led to the final showdown between the two powers.

When the day of judgment comes, not only will all creation within sight be destroyed, but also the kingdom of giants, the forest of elves, and the continents inhabited by humans, the divine realm, and hell will collapse along with the land to which they belong.

The end of the world has come - the battle that completely upended the order of the Three Realms, the conflict that has been brewing for tens of thousands of years, finally erupted in the twilight of the gods, and no living creature can avoid it.

Before this terrible day of destruction, all things in the world began to show signs. And the first sign is the winter that mankind has never faced. Heavy snow continued to fall on the earth, severe frost froze the earth, bitter cold winds howled in the dark and dreary sky, and when the wind and snow occasionally stopped, there would be torrential rains, and the long period of not seeing the light of day would continue indefinitely.

There were three miserable winters like this one in succession, and there was no summer in between, and every day was a miserable day. All expectations were disappointed. The snow was falling heavily, and everything was frozen.

Winters in the north, already extremely cold, are even more extreme in such special circumstances. In order to escape the bitter cold, people struggle to survive in extremely harsh environments.

The wisdom of ancient humans is no less than that of today's humans, and they used the ice that does not melt all year round to build a miraculous structure - the Wind and Snow City that has stood for thousands of years.

In the bitter cold, the whole world is filled with the shadow of war and conflict, many creatures have disappeared, and fierce beasts roaming the wilderness in search of prey, and weak humans have naturally become their first choice.

Human beings have also become ruthless because of the mutation of the World Tree, no longer forgiving and helping each other, brothers kill each other, fathers and sons turn against each other, and vent their most primitive desires in the ugly competition of lust.

It is a world full of sin and horror, even the earth trembles, and the rhythm of the tide is disturbed.

Countless people have died in their sins, and vultures gather and hover in the air, fighting for the decaying corpses. Corpses littered the field, and blood stained the earth. Countless sinful souls fought to cross the River Styx, and even the original color of the river was completely obscured.

At the top of the World Tree, the golden rooster of the Kingdom of the Gods cries hoarsely, and the hen burning with red flames responds with a sharp cry at the foot of the World Tree, representing the invading demon army.

On the top of Tiesen's mound, the Demon Realm Eagle, which symbolizes the storm, struggles to flap its wings, and the storm continues to rage and roar, and the sky and the earth are dark. Because the demon wolves chasing the sun and moon had swallowed their target, the earth began to crumble in pieces and let out a roar of discontent.

Fenrir, the strange wolf who can open his mouth to devour heaven and earth, broke free from the curse that bound it after the World Tree changed, and the whole world trembled with just a shake of the fur on its body.

The mutation of the World Tree shook from the root to the canopy, and the mountains collapsed, the earth cracked, and the gnomes living in the caves in the mountains fled in terror, unable to find the entrance to the cave.

The main battlefield was littered with the corpses of gods and giants, and the plains had long since been reduced to a sea of fire. Black dragons flew over the battlefield, their wings making terrifying noises, greedily gnawing at blood-stained corpses.

The dragons did not participate in this war, and they are otherworldly and have always been oblivious to what is happening in the outside world.

The World Tree glowed as blood-red, dyeing the sky and earth crimson. There were only a few figures standing on the battlefield, and at this time, the red-eyed gods and demon generals threw the flames in their souls into the sky, and in the raging flames like red lotuses, the whole world embarked on the road of destruction.

The human world has turned into a sea of fire, black pillars of fire pierce through the heavens and the earth, thick smoke sweeps up the top of the mountain, and the world tree that supports the universe is also engulfed in flames and completely collapsed.

The stars fell from the sky, the concept of time ceased to exist, and the charred ground shook and sank into the surging seabed. As far as the eye can see, there are only monstrous waves, and the world is only a dead silence and never-ending darkness.

This is how the world was originally ordered—back to its original form.

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In the far south of the world that has been destroyed, there is another boundless land, where no one has ever reached.

The storm of the end of the world has passed, the heavens and the earth are in chaos, and the few gods who survived have fled to the south. A human man and a woman miraculously survived by hiding in the hollow of the World Tree, drinking morning dew and eating grass roots.

This untouched land is more beautiful than the ruined old world, symbolizing the new greenery in full view, the fruit trees are full of fruit, and the sound of running water can be heard in the fresh morning air.

In this far south, the beautiful plains still exist as before, and the surviving gods walk through the green grass of the plains, and in the grass, they seem to see the golden years spent in the divine realm.

Odin, Lord of the Gods, rode his eight-hoofed steed, Sleipnell, at the forefront of the procession, armed with the incomparable Eternal Spear, dressed in chain mail made of Mithril and wearing a golden helmet on his head, like the sun in the darkness, guiding the path of the decisive battle between the angels of the gods and the army of necromancy.

The magnificent Temple of the Moon Shadow collapsed with a bang, and the countless golden palaces built by the gods were reduced to rubble in an instant. The vast expanse of territory on the other side of the Death Strait was submerged in murky waters, and only the central building of the temple was exposed, but this was originally a hanging garden a hundred meters high.

The home of the gods and angels was reduced to ruins in an inexplicable fire. Humans, elves, and goblins were left with little left after the monstrous Flood. However, this sudden fire finally shattered their last glimmer of hope.

The World Tree burns to the ground, and the world is on the verge of collapse. At this point, the curtain stained by the blood of the Protoss and the Demon Race finally slowly fell in the most passionate and tragic battle song.

But destruction is never the same as complete extinction, and after the "twilight of the gods", the survivors of the Three Realms began the arduous process of rebuilding the world as the World Tree gradually recovered.

Generations of humans, elves, dwarves, giants, and goblins have continued to follow in the footsteps of their ancestors, drifting in the stormy seas, showing fearless vitality.

"Together, we witnessed the twilight of the gods, where death and the wasteland became all our motivation to stay alive, because nothing could be worse. Odin said in the aftermath of the cataclysm.