After being dragged into the abyss of the Stygian Sea, Veres never saw the giant serpent floating above the sea again, and the legend of the ancient serpent gradually faded out of the field of vision of the gods and mortals in the next few hundred years, and became a historical symbol. Only the immortal gods will remember that the serpent churned the entire ocean with fear.

Perron, the god of thunder who delivered the fatal blow to the beast god Skipper, was not condemned by the god king Sventovites, and he still drove his chariot across the sky, flashing arcs and roaring thunder, vigilant against the evil gods and ancient snakes that emerged from the dark world. Although he was eager to finish off Veres with his own hands, he would not disobey the God-King's orders.

His chariot crossed the sky and swam swiftly across most of the Stygian Sea. At this time, the Grand Duke of Morian had already occupied the Stygian Sea and became the new god of the Stygian Sea, and this area was no longer under the jurisdiction of the Temple of the Gods.

Morian made a humiliating gesture towards Perron, and a mocking smile appeared on his lips.

Thor was disappointed, he no longer roamed the land, and in his opinion, everything the god-king did was a betrayal of the temple of the gods, and even though the gods remained silent, the mustard in his heart deepened day by day.

The thunder ceased to thunder in the sky, and he began to sleep in the temple, after a long dream. He dreamed of a giant serpent, a body that stretched even longer than the giant serpent of the world, appeared in front of him.

The hatred and fury in the serpent's eyes continued unabated, and its nostrils erupted with fiery wind breath, and it stared at the face of Thor, Perron, with its mouth open and closed.

"Gods, I will not forgive you. ”

Then the huge mouth of blood invaded Perron. Thor, who has no way to retreat, is swept into the dark abyss by Serpent Letter.

Then Perron opened his eyes suddenly, only to realize that it was all just a nightmare.

When he woke up from his deep dream, he felt a wave of heat around him, and he looked up to find that Svarog had quietly appeared in front of him. The blazing flames burning all over his body seemed to scorch the souls and morals of all the gods.

"Svarog, why are you here?"

Perron quickly stood up, revealing his strong chest, and he looked closely at the god in front of him, looking puzzled.

Since the death of Rhodes, the progenitor of the gods, Svarog no longer haunts the Temple of the Gods, and is rumored to be guarding the furnace closest to the blazing sun. However, no one ever met him near the furnace.

The fate of the Vulcan became a permanent mystery, and eventually when the mortal world ignited a flame, Svarog disappeared forever.

Vulcan Svarog didn't speak, he just made a gesture.

Let Perron follow in his footsteps.

Personally brought him to the furnace of heaven. Closest to the Sun, the Orb of Light of Shame melted indestructible iron into malleable bars of iron, hammer after hammer.

He puffed up the bellows, lit the flames, and then he called for the help of Svarozich. The last time Perron was here, it was Svarog and Svarozic who forged his steel body. They burned him red on the blazing fire and began to sharpen him with hammers.

As soon as the god of fire had quenched him, Perron stood up on his Damascus steel legs and said to Svarog in the sky, "Give me a hundred poods of sticks!

Lightning flashed in the clouds, and thunder echoed in the air. Like a war horse sailing through a thick dark cloud.

Thor, who drove a chariot, was finally born.

Coming back from his deep thought, he looked at Svarozich, who was pounding the hammer, but he did not speak.

"What does that mean?"

By the time he turned his head, Svarog was gone. The sound of the hammer falling behind him was gone, leaving Perron alone in the empty furnace hall, dazed and at a loss.

"Perron, have you been disappointed in the God-King Sventovet?"

"Have you begun to question the decisions of the gods?"

Beloberg, the god of light, appeared to Perron's left, and he looked at each other with a smile, "You're finally here, Perron." ”

"Beloberg, why are you here?"

Perron was extremely surprised, and instantly understood that there was no Svarog, no Svarožich, everything was a trick by Beloberg, the purpose was to trick himself into this remote palace.

"Svarog is gone forever, he's gone forever following in Rod's footsteps. Originally, I wanted to find some secrets about the ancient gods. But I found something else very unexpectedly. Behind these secrets, there is a larger conspiracy. ”

Perron was impatient, he pointed at Beloberg, and said in a very unfriendly manner, "What the hell do you want to say?" God of Light, you'd better give me an answer before I twist your neck off. ”

"Do you remember how we were born, because of the golden pike that swam among the stars, but haven't you thought about the secret of the birth of the Cosmic Tree, and the origin of those ancient snakes?"

Perron was uneasy, the gods of the Temple of Gods enjoyed the reverence and authority of mortals as a matter of course. They obey the God-King and govern the Tree of the Universe, but no one ever thinks about it, nor does it want to think about something much deeper.

Where did it all come from?

"Because of certain secrets. I suppose you also realized that your wife was not taken captive by Veres, and don't you wonder why the God-King has been trying to put her to death? Otherwise, the god-king Sventovet would not have removed Veres from his throne for no reason, and would have put him to death in every possible way. ”

"There is also the secret of the disappearance of the ancestor of the gods, the quiet disappearance of the god of fire, these are inextricably linked. ”

"What the hell have you discovered? ”

Perron clenched his hammer impatiently, as the only god of war, he wanted to put the chattering god of light to death.

Beloberg, who was staring at the furnace, stood up, he glanced at Perron, the god of war beside him, and said calmly, "Do you really think that you are the only one who represents the power of thunder and lightning? ”

"Perhaps our existence, the long years we have experienced, is just a piece of parchment. ”