Chapter 569 The Cause and Effect, the Hand of Fate

"Surter?" Zhou Yi nodded slightly when he heard the name. "He is very strong and can barely be regarded as an opponent. But compared with his strength, I think he has a power that I am familiar with. Eternal Fire, does this have anything to do with him?"

Hearing these words suddenly, Odin's expression changed slightly. Some things don't fit here. So he just waved the screen and retreated the idle people on the left and right. Only a few well-informed gods remain.

Then, in this special environment, Odin began to inform Zhou Yi about the pass.

"Surtur, the king of flame giants. He is also the most powerful giant after the ancestor giant Ymir. It is impossible to verify where his power comes from. But the Three Sisters of Destiny once gave us such a hint. The flame giant is a monster born from the flesh and blood of Ymir, from flames and ashes. And what kind of luck does Surtur have to obtain the power like a destroyer? All the answers are directed to one direction."

"You mean eternal fire?" Staring at the unquenchable flame on his gun blade, Zhou Yi immediately knew what Odin's answer was.

Only the pure destructive flame of Eternal Fire can give birth to such a flame giant with destructive power, and only in this way can we understand why Eternal Fire resonates with Surtur like that.

Although there are some doubts about what the Asgardian gods would possess such an important treasure for Surtur. But I also understand that it must be a story that cannot be told for a while. But Zhou Yi has no idea of ​​listening to the story now. He just silently retracted his weapon, and then said to Odin as if he was certain of something.

"If this is the case, then leave this guy to me. Since you gave me the eternal fire, then let me solve this trouble."

This sentence sounded a bit harsh in the ears of the Asgardian gods, because this sentence seemed to indicate that they had already thought of today when they started to build the artifact for Zhou Yi. Use Eternal Fire as a bait to attract the big fish Surtur, and then let Zhou Yi, the bait holder, compete with the big fish.

It is true that the Asgardian gods have this plan. But being pointed out like this, they are still inevitably embarrassed. But being cheeky is a skill that all politicians must master, even a guy like Odin.

So he just smiled dryly, and said with a little bit of concealment.

"How come, my friend. I think you must be thinking too much."

Zhou Yi didn't really care about this kind of thing. Perhaps Surter is invincible in the eyes of this group,

But in Zhou Yi's eyes, he was nothing more than that, and could not pose a threat at all. And since it doesn't pose a threat, it's natural not to get angry.

"Don't worry, Your Majesty. I don't mean to blame. Now that I'm standing here, I'm in the same camp as you. So, I won't blame you for anything. I just hope that in the future, it's better not Again!"

"Of course, I can guarantee. Whether it's a sword or a conspiracy, the Asgardians will not point it at their teammates!"

Hearing Zhou Yi's words, Odin immediately let out a sigh of relief. In the current situation, they are really inseparable from the existence of Zhou Yi. If Zhou Yi really gave up Asgard completely because of their previous actions, that would be their biggest and most unbearable loss. So Odin immediately assured Zhou Yi.

Regardless, the Asgardians can be trusted. At least for now, they are still worthy of trust.

"If that's the case, then it's fine. Your Majesty, I need to rectify it now, so can you arrange it for me?"

"Of course, my friend. You will always have your place in the Golden Palace. I have ordered all the maids, you can enjoy all the hospitality in my palace as if you were at your own home, and they have nothing to do as long as you order them. No!"

Odin hurriedly answered and made Zhou Yi smile slightly, then he waved his hand and walked straight towards the back of Odin's palace. At this time, Heimdall, who had been standing beside him, looked like a statue, but he couldn't help but opened his mouth and said to his king.

"Your Majesty, is this really good? We must know that our enemy is not only Surtur!"

"Then what do you think, Heimdall. Can you count on my friends to help us take down all our enemies? Give all our strong enemies to our friends, and then we watch the play, Just sit back and get the results. Don't you think it's a little too shameful to do that?"

Glancing at Heimdall, Odin reprimanded without hesitation. Listening to his reprimand, Heimdall froze for a while, but slowly lowered his head.

"My Majesty, if I can. I also don't want a Midgard to charge for our Asgard. But is there anything else we can do? The trajectory of fate is still there, less A Surtur is of no use at all. Once we accidentally repeat the same mistakes, nothing will change at all! Please think twice, Your Majesty Odin."

"I've thought about it, Heimdall." Odin still refused unquestionably. "The goddess of fate has said a lot, especially if you look at the head and the tail, it is better to give it a shot. The turning point of fate is already in our hands. If we are still ugly at this time without even the courage to fight, then how can it be possible? How can the shackles of fate on my clan resist the final judgment from fate."

"It is enough to give Surtur, the most powerful enemy, to my friend. That is enough to make me uneasy. The remaining enemies, we Asgardians, will take care of ourselves. For the king's orders! Only then will we be qualified to form true friendship with our friends, and only then will we be worthy of our Asgardian tradition and honor. Do you see what I mean, Heimdall?"

"Yes, my majesty, if this is your will. I am willing to be your shield and sword in your hands, to cut through all obstacles and charge into battle for you."

In addition to being a courtier, Heimdall was a warrior, one who also honored Asgardian tradition and honor. Since his capital has already said such words, he naturally won't have any more opinions. He is not afraid of fighting, let alone death. If it wasn't for fate to destroy Asgard, he would not have said such a thing to Odin at this time.

"I knew you could understand me, Heimdall." Rubbing Gungnir, the shooting star gun in his hand, Odin sighed frequently. "Asgard is a country of warriors. If you give up fighting because of temporary survival, even if you survive by chance, there will be no future at all. Therefore, I would rather make sacrifices than I must. The spirit of Asgard lives on. Even if this sacrifice might be me."

"I'm ready to return. So, I also hope that you will have this awareness."

The words made each god show a different look. Obviously, not every god can accept his thoughts. Seeing this, Odin calmly clenched the barrel of the gun, but he didn't try to explain their thoughts one by one. Instead, he turned to look at Heimdall.

"Are you sure that the incarnation of the serpent, Yemengarde, has appeared? Heimdall?"

"Yes, Your Majesty!" Heimdall immediately looked into the depths of the void upon hearing this question. He has seen the serpent making waves in the Rhine, the destruction and destruction of the possibilities it presents in the future. "I can see it very clearly, Your Majesty. Rhine's incarnation has changed into the appearance of the mortal serpent Yemengade, and as fate has shown, it has become our doomed enemy."

"It's an impermanent arrangement. Who would have thought that the gods who have already died would be resurrected at this time? Even though we have destroyed everything about the dark gnomes, we still give these zombies an opportunity to resurrect. This is fate. strength?"

It seems to be emotional, and it seems to be admiring. Odin once again expressed his admiration at the mighty force shown by fate.

Who would have imagined that the kingdom of dark gnomes, which was destroyed thousands of years ago, would be revived at this time and become their enemy?

They have obviously destroyed their empire, demolished their temples and altars, banished their people, and destroyed their civilization. But even so, it still gave them a chance to resurrect.

Gronir, the god once served by the dark gnomes, was killed by his own brother thousands of years ago. Today, ten thousand years later, it was resurrected under the opportunity of the Ragnarok, and with the help of the power of Rhine, with the help of the resentment and hatred accumulated by the dark dwarf for thousands of years, it turned into a snake of the world, becoming a One of the protagonists of Ragnarok. This is something no one thought of.

Neither Odin nor Heimdall imagined that Gronir, the dead god, had a surviving soul residing in a dwarf. They didn't even expect that Rhine gold, a magical treasure called Rhine Treasure, would actually be the sacred object that the dark gnomes sacrificed to Gronier in those days. And after their country and their species were destroyed, this fetish became a magic treasure that embodies their resentment and hatred.

Everything seems to be controlled by an invisible big hand, burying everything bit by bit, and then digging out bit by bit. And at this time.

Ragnarok, the doomsday doomed. It was only at this time that Asgard realized what calamity they had planted.

If you can find out in advance, maybe there will be a little turning point. But now, everything has been settled. The fateful protagonists have all appeared one after another, and there are actually not many left! (To be continued.)