Chapter 2246 Winter of Fenbulle

The young mage felt a headache.

Just now he thought that his biggest enemy was the "mother of the devil wolf", but now it seems that he is still too optimistic.

Angel Boda is indeed powerful, but she is still a mortal with flesh and blood after all. As long as she continues to improve her strength, there is always hope of defeating and killing this powerful enemy.

However, "King of Glacier" Zekskel, the big boss behind "Mother of Demon Wolf", is not a mortal at all!

Immemorial gods are immortal, possessing the authority to bestow magical powers on believers, even if their strength is not up to the level of a true god, it is not comparable to ordinary people, crushing a little boy like himself who is far from the legendary realm Master, it's really no more laborious than crushing an ant to death.

Joan's only hope now is that Angel Boda will not doubt his mythical power.

As long as the "primitive religious order" doesn't know that the "tears of God" are on him, Zukskel won't condescend to trouble such a small ant like him. Strength, prepare for the final battle that will come sooner or later.

Yes, Joan doesn't have any ambitions now, he just wants to live.

Unfortunately, Ms. Farrar's next words made him realize with dismay that even surviving on mediocrity had become an unrealistic luxury nowadays.

"As far as I know, the cult organization of the Primitive Order has a strong anti-social tendency, and the evil god Zekskel they worship takes pleasure in freezing everything and destroying all beings."

"From the teachings of this cult, I have to worry about Angel Boda's true purpose of snatching the 'Winter Ring'."

"She will most likely use this artifact to call the 'Winter of Fenbulle' to destroy all living beings in the entire world of Vales, as a grand blood sacrifice dedicated to the 'King of Glacier'!"

After hearing Ms. Farah's pessimistic forecast, Joann felt horrified at first, and then had more questions.

"Ms. Farah, what exactly do you mean by the 'Winter of Fernble' you just mentioned?"

The chief witch sighed, and instead of answering Joan's question directly, she sang an ancient ballad.

...

this decadent age

evil breeds everywhere

brothers turn against each other

father and son

Swords are flying

shield is shattered

The flames of war burn all over the earth

The time of the wind is coming

Then came the age of the sword

the last age of wolves

twilight of the gods comes

the day the world ends

...

Joan listened silently to Ms. Farah's singing, and countless memories flashed in her mind.

In Powhatan village five years ago, he had heard the same song sung by the old tree "Old White" in Irmin Sur.

According to Canty's interpretation, the ancient poems predicted a catastrophe related to the twilight of the gods.

Qiao An always thought that it was just a myth, but he never thought that the predicted catastrophe was so close to his real life.

"Dr. Vader, the ballad I sang just now came from an ancient prophecy."

Ms. Farah spoke heavily.

"When the prophesied day comes, there will be three winters in succession on the earth, first the 'Wind of the Wind', then the 'Winter of the Sword', and finally the 'Winter of the Wolf'...the so-called 'Winter of Finbul' , is the collective name for the three winters prophesied by the prophet Sibyl."

"When the winter of Fimbull comes, the whole world will return to the Ice Age. Few creatures can survive in that extremely cold environment. At least we humans will never survive the three long winters. The civilization system above society will also completely disintegrate, and the whole world will be reduced to a pale and cold wasteland."

"Ms. Farah! Is there any way to stop this catastrophe?" Clark asked eagerly.

The chief witch was silent for a long time, and finally spoke under everyone's expectant gaze.

"If Angel Boda really wants to call the 'Winter of Fenbulle', a key prerequisite is that he must be fully attuned to the 'Ring of Winter' and fully control this artifact. Fortunately, it is a very long and long time to be attuned to the artifact. It is a difficult process that cannot be accomplished in a short period of time.”

"Although the 'Winter Ring' has fallen into the hands of Angel Boda, based on my experience, it is unlikely that the 'Mother of Demonic Wolf' will fully exert the power of this artifact in at least two or three years. It gave us precious buffer time."

"During this period, we, the Church of Hull, must muster all our forces to regain the 'Winter Ring' at all costs!" Ms. Farah said firmly.

Joan was deeply moved by the decision of the chief witch, aroused the blood of the same hatred, and took the initiative to make a promise.

"Preventing the primitive order's plan to destroy the world is not only the mission of the Church of Hull, but also the inescapable responsibility of all living beings in the world."

"When the Temple of the River Styx is ready and the day comes when the war against the Primitive Order is officially launched, Ms. Farah, please don't forget to inform me. Although my personal power is insignificant, it is better than sitting still and waiting to die."

A gratified smile played on Ms. Farah's lips.

"Dr. Vader, you are too humble. In fact, your help is indispensable to us, not to mention that you have saved us once not long ago. We should thank you very much."

Joan also wanted to be polite. After all, it was not he himself who saved the temple, but the black divine stone lent to him by the goddess of Hades, so he wouldn't be so cheeky as to take the credit of the goddess.

Before he could speak, however, Ms. Farah stood up.

"Dr. Vader, please come with me. I want to put the sacred stone in the place where the 'Winter Ring' was originally enshrined, and I have another thing for you as a thank you."

Joan followed the chief witch out of the chapel, took the "wind ladder" to the second floor of the temple, walked along the corridor to the end, and faced a closed door.

Ms. Farah chanted the spell to open the seal, the door shone slightly, and then opened by itself.

The space inside the secret room is more spacious than it looks from the outside. There is a "green ice golem" on both sides of the door, standing with swords in both hands, with a vigilant blue light in their eyes, looking at the stranger who came in with the chief witch.

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Fimbulvetr (Fimbulvetr) - the mythical archetype of "Winter is coming"

"Winter of Finbul" is an important event in Norse mythology, which refers to an unprecedentedly long and severe winter that wiped out many lives in the world.

This winter takes place before Ragnarok, the harbinger of the end of the fall of the gods.

"Winter of Finbul" will last for three seasons, namely "Wind Winter", "Sword Winter", and "Winter of Wolf". During this period, ice and snow blow from all directions, causing countless wars, Brothers kill each other.

The word Fimbulvetr, from Old Norse, means "terrible, great winter".

The prefix "Fimbl" means "big", so the correct interpretation of the word is "great winter".

In Denmark, Norway, Sweden, and other Nordic countries, Fimbulvetr is still used today to refer to an unusually cold and harsh winter.