All things have life and death, even gods will step into death, so even the gods avoid talking about fate because they are deeply afraid of the power of fate.

It is a power above the gods, a force that the gods cannot resist.

"Father, I have defeated the rebels." A sixteen or seventeen-year-old girl in a black armor, with a good appearance, a tall figure, her slender legs are wrapped in black leather armor to show her toned lines, and her upper body is not very plump but has a kind of heroic beauty, but the blood-colored filth around her body makes her beauty with a touch of cruelty.

Throwing the head of the King of Giants in the middle of the hall, Hela's chest panted slightly, and there was no doubt that killing the half-blood giant had cost Hela a lot of effort.

The head rolled at Odin's feet, and the spirited god-king crushed it with a single kick, staining the temple with blood, but for the martial Aesir gods, such an act was a symbol of heroism.

I have already felt the great battle between the gods and mortals that spread all over the planet, those demigod warriors who hold high the banner of rebellion and fight the gods, endless warriors who step on the towering staircase to the heavenly palace, their blood stained the white jade staircase, and people all over the world slash each other with spears or swords.

But Odin knew that as long as the mother goddess of the earth did not die, then the rebellion of mankind against the gods would never be extinguished.

"Giants don't have to worry, what is more worthy of vigilance is the Warner Protoss, the arrogant gods were provoked by weak humans to fight each other's wars, the Warner Protoss's already restless ambitions were provoked, and it doesn't matter if the mortal land is lost, but the ambitions of the Warner Protoss must be suppressed." Odin said.

But Odin did not participate in this battle, because the signs of war had been extinguished at the beginning, and the enemy that the Aesirs had to deal with was another god race - the Warner God Clan!

The Warner Protoss is a native protoss of another planet, a planet full of oceans, where the inhabitants revere Neogad, the god of the sea, and they are connected to the Aesir through a natural wormhole system in the universe, because this wormhole system is like a big tree growing in the universe, it is called Utkrahir, which means world tree.

Warner and Aesir have always competed for dominance of the World Tree, as well as for the faith of the human race, and they share the same hatred for the Aesirs when dealing with systems outside the World Tree, but when it comes to peace, they will compete with the Aesirs.

At this moment, as all the gods entered the moment of the great war, the Warner Protoss also began to move.

"Report the visit of Goddess Gulvig, King of the Gods, Warner Protoss!"

A soldier in gold armor walked into the hall and reported to Odin.

"Father, are they going to war? Why not start first. Hela raised her hammer and made a hands-on gesture, but Odin shook her head.

At the moment of the hero's death, the light that bloomed at that moment combined with the power of the planet, and the era of heroes began!

"Hela, you have a more important mission, go after it, Haiji and Mullin will guide you to the root of all this war, the poisonous snake that gnaws at the World Tree." Odin said, and two giant ravens flew out of the Aesir gods' domain, guiding Hela to the root of everything.

"I did not come to bring peace to the earth, but to call the sword soldiers on the earth!"

The shadow of the blood walked on the earth, and he wore a black cloak and walked through kingdom after kingdom, giving rise to one ambition after another, heroes born because of desire, and kings taking the throne because of ambition.

And yet death, death is the end of everything!

For the heroes, their ultimate fate is a glorious death, so the goddess of death has set her eyes on the hero's fate.

If the greatness of life is not set off by death, then the brilliance of the hero will not be less brilliant.

"This is my curse, this is my prophecy of fate." Odin looked at his daughter's distant back, and he held Gungnir in his hand and made a prophecy, which was a prophecy of the hero's fate.

"Although the brilliance of a hero only exists for a moment, his courage and passionate feelings are destined to shine throughout the universe!"

With the sound of a huge gun and the bombardment of the Golden Temple, a wonderful force spread to the entire Nine Realms, and a goddess stepped into the Golden Temple, her upper body was a warrior's attire, wearing golden armor, wearing a helmet, holding a shield and a spear, and the lower half of her body was an ordinary woman's attire.

Feeling the Meteor Spear dropped by the king of the gods, Gulvig felt a hostility, felt the arrogance of the father of the gods, and how he could share the faith of humanity with others according to the arrogant personality of the king.

Even if he didn't care about this meager faith, but in the pride of the king, the war was already doomed.

Gulvig saw a one-eyed, white-haired god with an eagle helmet and gold armor, the Eternal Spear of Gungnir and the Golden Ring of Dropnir sitting on the supreme throne where the Nine Realms could be seen, and threw the spear of fate at her!

Kings possess all the virtues that are celebrated, such as generosity, wisdom, and wisdom. But they alone won't share power!

The beautiful goddess was nailed directly to the marble outside the golden temple, the brilliant golden armor was stained with crimson blood, and the beautiful face came with sorrow and peace and goodwill, but in the end, war is what everyone dreams of?

The gods of the Aesir Protoss were roaring loudly, they had been waiting for a long time, and the gods of the Warner Protoss were already eager to try.

The first war between heaven and earth broke out, and it was Odin wielding his spear; The raging Warner Protoss has set off a battle that has turned the sky and the earth into battle.

This was the first large-scale and tragic war since the Nine Realms Link, and the warriors of the two gods fought bravely and fearlessly on the battlefield, and the spearheads of the gods were stained with the blood of the enemy.

All the contradictions erupted at this moment, and God was also bleeding, and the blood left behind by it poured the whole world, making the shadow in the blood more and more active.

The cunning Blood Shadow cleverly exploited the contradictions between the gods, causing the gods to kill each other, and sparking a great war between humans and the gods.

Even if he didn't intervene too much in the material world, the Blood Shadow's will was enough to open up the entire world along his path, but as the Blood Shadow became more and more arrogant, the pursuers had already arrived.

The goddess of death carried the thunder to descend on the human world, and the crow that followed the pace of the blood shadow sniffed the trajectory of fate and felt the faint fluctuations hidden in the dimensional space.

(End of chapter)