The gods are falling, and everything is as recorded in the Song of the Nibelungen and Edda, the end of the gods, the frost giants, and all things, and the real scene is far bloodier than the text describes.

A never-ending nightmare.

Thor and Jörmungård fell, the god-king was killed by Fenrir, Rocky died, Heimdall died, and everything fell into silence and dead silence, not even a vulture flapping its wings to peck at the corpse, for all was destroyed.

The world has come to an end.

Igniting the final chapter of Ragnarok was the battered flame giant Suter, whose heart was so powerful that his whole body emitted dazzling flames that set ablaze the Garden of Asaph, the land of humanity, and the World Tree, Yugatrahi, and dragged everything into Hellfire.

The branches and leaves of the World Tree, which had gone through three winters of Fimbul, withered and turned yellow, and as soon as the flames of the Flame Giants ignited, they immediately burst into flames. In this way, the entire universe fell into a sea of fire, and the survivors made a tragic cry, followed by a tremor in the earth. The continuous and violent earthquakes caused all the mountains to collapse, all the trees uprooted and fell to the ground, all the rocks were soft and cracked, and all fell into the endless universe.

All nine worlds were destroyed in the fire, and the gods of Asaph, the Valhallic warriors, and the giants who continued to fight in the wilderness of Wigriot were also killed in the fire.

The magnificent Valhalla Shrine collapsed, and countless splendid palaces of the gods were reduced to rubble. The home of the gods was in ruins in the fire. Humans, elves, and gnomes were left with little left after the Flood. The fire had finally destroyed them completely.

A feast of death has come to an end.

When Veres thought that the curtain had come down on this natural disaster, a figure appeared in the boundless battlefield.

Nidhogg, the black dragon that had eaten the World Tree, was not dead, but sprang out from the corpses of giants and gods, flapping its wings and flying slowly across the earth, its black wings covered with bones.

Flapping its wings, which were hung with the corpses of giants and gods, it raised its head and looked at Veres. It seemed to be able to see the giant serpent outside it, and between the silent heaven and earth, it spoke, "This is what happened in the Ragnarok of the Cosmic Tree before the Slavic gods of the Ili Garden were born. Countless gods died, and the gods of the north at the time of their glory eventually became the remains of an undersea palace. That's all I'm going to show you, Veres. ”

Veres asked warily, "Are you Nidhogg?"

The black dragon spewed green venom and foul-smelling miasma from its mouth, and it said to Veres, "That's a very old name, Veres, you should know me." I poisoned Skipper, instigated him to kill Perron, the god of thunder, and eventually watched the ancient serpent be driven to the underworld. ”

"You are the god of magic, Zanircha. ”

The silent Veres finally pronounced its name and learned the true identity of the black dragon. No wonder he felt that some of the gods in Slavic mythology were so close to Norse mythology.

The corpse on his wings swayed consciously with the frequency of the fanning, and there was no emotion in his empty eyes.

"What is the conspiracy between you and the god-king Sventovetter?"

"As a witness to the last doomsday twilight, everything is gone. Among the gods of the north, it is not just Jermungard who sleeps at your feet. Originally, the roots of the World Tree were located next to the springs of Niflheim and Hvargmir, and I was the only evil god who could bring the World Tree down, and there were many ancient snakes and giant serpents that also helped me, such as Gein, Moin, Grabak, Grafvorud, Overnir, and Swafernir. Doesn't it all feel similar? It's like Kadon giving birth to Peraschia and Skipper, and the giant black serpent with its son Pan, and the three-headed serpent, and you, Veres. ”

"Do you want another Ragnarok of the Gods? Do you think I'll help you?"

Veres leaned over to it and said, "I will take revenge on the gods, not die together." ”

The Rus Scrolls do not record the final fate of the Slavic gods, and Veres knew nothing about it, and asked it with a sneer, "Or is all you mean is to destroy a world?"

"It's not that I'm going to destroy the Cosmic Tree, it's just a long cycle. ”

"There's always a god that's pushing it all forward. Veres, you are nothing more than a pawn in it. Everyone is just a pawn of the pusher of fate. ”

With that, the black dragon Zanircha took a few steps back until it reached the edge of the World Tree, where it fell far away, its figure gradually disappearing into the bottomless abyss at the edge of the universe.

Then calm returned.

With Nidhogg's departure, Veres's dream began to crumble, Valhalla vanished, corpses everywhere disappeared, and at the end of the whole dream, it saw only an endless stream of flesh and white bones, spreading around and unfolding in front of itself.

In the darkness, a hot breath was approaching him. Then Veres saw the giant scarlet pupils appear in front of him. In the endless darkness, in front of the other party's body, he was only the size of a head.

In a panic, Veres suddenly opened his eyes.

It condensed its gaze on the huge mountain-like bones under the abyss, and Veres saw that on the spine of the giant snake, after it was cut by the flesh of the giant snake day after day, it actually began to gradually grow delicate flesh buds, which were constantly swaying, and in the pitch-black eye sockets on the skull, two huge scarlet vertical pupils were constantly moving.

The white skeleton is regenerating at a slow rate.

It finally understood what the deep voice in the darkness had said.

Sacrifice the remains of an ancient serpent with your own flesh and blood.

And replace it.

"Is this your gift to me, to take revenge on the God King on high?"

Looking at the flesh that was growing on top of the white skeleton, Veres smiled grimly.