"Avia? That name... is all, but why you? The one who came here today should be Attila." "Did you deliberately let the three-headed dragon attract the Huns' attention and then kill her?" Thanks to Odin's words, Avia immediately understood the whole story. It should be that this great god wanted to use the power of the three-headed dragon to kill Attila, who had not yet grown up, for some unknown reason. This inevitably confused him, because he couldn't think of a reason. After all, Odin's Valkyries were all developed by him based on the remains of the Titans. Moreover, how could Attila, who was now on the ground, pose a threat to the world, unless - "Is it because of...the moon?" Hearing this, Odin nodded and continued, "You know a lot, but as you said, it does show signs of loosening the seal." Not long ago, the great god discovered that his Valkyries occasionally went berserk unconsciously. After careful observation, he found that it was because the giant god who had been sealed for a long time on the moon showed signs of breaking free. So Odin guessed that perhaps because his head was dug out by the Huns, his body had entered a new state, so he wanted to get rid of it. But he didn't expect to meet Attila, but instead met a person whose background he could not figure out at all. He was not a god, but a thorough human being. But he did have an urge to pull him into Valhalla.
"...It's really an eventful time." In the gap when time stood still, Avia couldn't help but sigh. Of course he would believe what Odin said. After all, he was an extremely kind-hearted god. Now there is a corrupt church in front of us, and a giant god who may break free from the seal at some point in time behind us. If there is still... "Yes." As if to verify Avia's thoughts, Odin continued, "And in you, the Rhine Gold, which symbolizes the curse, and the dragon factor of Fafnir before it, revived Typhon, one of the original dragons, because of the Greek aura in you." 109: Rune given by Odin "Typhon...isn't he completely dead?" During the time that was frozen by the phantom of the great god, Avia couldn't help but feel confused about what Odin said about Typhon's revival. Typhon, the first dragon of Greece, is a pure-blooded dragon. Although all the gods in the Greek pantheon are mechas, Typhon was naturally created outside the earth. He was a dragon species born to kill the gods of Olympus. In simple terms, he is an alien creature in the Type-Moon world, but a pure-blooded dragon from Earth. Nowadays, the story that is passed down as "Typhon stealing thunder" is actually that Typhon at that time hacked Zeus' design drawings and made a copycat machine. In order to defeat Zeus, Typhon ate the One-Day Fruit, but he did not expect that the One-Day Fruit was an anti-wishing machine, and as a result, he was completely killed by Zeus. This is what confuses Avia, because Typhon was completely killed in the Age of Gods. Even if he is resurrected, it can only be the remains of the One Day Fruit in his body controlling him. There is no possibility of resurrection. "Typhon was indeed killed by Zeus many years ago." Odin glanced at the sky and said calmly, "But all the dragon species on this continent are from it. In our Nine Realms, in addition to Jörmungandr, who is equal to it, the greedy evil dragon Fafnir and the giant snake that gnaws the world tree are also born from its dragon gene." "According to my observation, when you used the Moon Machine, Typhon began to revive with the help of the Dragon Factor left on the ground. Unfortunately, I don't know where it died at the moment, so I can't check it." According to Avia's speculation, when the Age of Gods existed, the worlds of the major gods were not like the current continental plates, but were more like adjacent small worlds. For the great god Odin, he has become a legend of the distant past. The ice that permanently covered the permafrost realm of Niflheim has turned into water droplets and disappeared. The Nordic world that once had a total of nine has become only one. The squirrel Ratastock who instigated discord no longer exists. The mysterious era has come to an end. Now is the era of humans, and the realm of the Age of Gods has completely transformed into the current continent.
"Mount Etna in Sicily. Typhon died there." "Really? Then it's up to you." Odin looked at the human in front of him and narrowed his eyes. Then twenty-five small lightning bolts appeared beside him, each with a strange rune. Presumably, this was the original rune that he obtained when he hung upside down on the World Tree for nine days and nine nights. As the runes flashed, the next moment, Avia found herself and Odin in a world of crimson red. The territory ruled by high temperature and high pressure is full of violent and primitive natural forces. It is surrounded by orange-red lava walls that are constantly squeezing in from all directions, as if to swallow everything. The lava walls are covered with bubbles and cracks, which are the result of the continuous expansion and contraction of magma under extreme temperatures. This is the interior of Mount Etna. And on the surface of the magma, the magma was constantly rolling, making a rumbling sound, as if it was the roar of the earth, and flames were jumping on the surface of the magma lake. And at the very bottom of the lava lake, a pair of wings were flapping slightly, as if that was why it became like this, making this place in the storm and fire. The huge dragon body wrapped in bandages was crawling on the ground. The dragon feathers that could tear everything apart and the fiery red feathers that could burn everything spurted out red substances that were thousands of times more numerous than water droplets. It was like a huge eruption from the inside of a volcano. This is the true form of the Greek dragon Typhon. "In three years at most, it will fully recover." The Great God's expression showed a trace of confusion. After all, the Age of Gods had ended. Unable to descend to the world with their full strength, they could only rely on people living in the present to fight these crises. He could only play a guiding role. Odin was probably also worried. In his opinion, the church's affairs were not a big problem. After all, they were matters among humans. He was very open-minded about changes in beliefs. The biggest trouble is the resurrected Typhon and the Titan who shows signs of breaking the seal. One will destroy the world and the other will destroy the planet. Although these are crises that should not be dealt with by the gods of the previous era, but should be dealt with by the main humans on the planet today, most gods, whether in Northern Europe or Greece, still love humans, and Odin is no exception. Otherwise, why would he need to take action personally? Moreover, according to Odin, the changes that have taken place in both Typhon and the Titans are related to himself. Avia knew this very well, so - "Odin, whether it's the Titan or Typhon, leave it to me." To be honest, Odin was very good at judging people. Whether it was Fafnir from the Age of Gods, Nigholdt who devoured the world, Fenrir who endangered the life of the great god, or Sigurd the Warrior King, he could tell their true nature at the first moment. He was very interested in this human named Avia, not only because of the strong Greek aura and the aura of the original dragon Albion, but also because those light blue eyes were always as calm as the sea in deep winter no matter how he looked at them. It's as if it should be here, but it's not here. "Originally, I shouldn't have believed what a stranger said to me." The great god nodded, "After all, it is a huge crisis that endangers the world and the planet. But since you can gain favor from Greece, I will naturally believe you and that you can solve these crises." Born in the harsh environment of the north covered with ice and snow, the Germanic Norse mythology, which ends with the burning of all things, is one of the two major European mythological systems, opposite to the Greek-Roman mythology. For the magic world, Norse mythology is a mythological system that ushered in the end of the Age of Gods around 1000 BC. This statement is widely circulated. "Thank you. I will definitely try my best to complete what I promised." The dark clouds had dispersed, and under the blue sky and the shining sun, what appeared in the eyes of the great god was a man filled with the fire of determination. "Haha, this can be considered a test, man. Then do as you say and overcome the evil that is resurrecting right now. If possible, I will be waiting for your arrival in Valhalla."
Along with the cries of two crows, the phantom of the great god holding a spear that came from the thunder was about to leave from the thunder. At the same time, the rune was handed to Avia from the lightning of the great god. "Since Greece is like this, Northern Europe naturally cannot be stingy. I will give this rune to you for your contemplation."
110: What kind of mood is that? "Grammar, rhetoric, dialectics, arithmetic, geometry, astronomy, music..." The small chairs lined up against the wall, the faint light coming through the crack in the door—— In the courtyard where the Western Roman Empire provided accommodation for heretic hostages, the white-haired girl murmured as she looked out the window at the blue sky. These, called the Seven Arts, were what was taught in the schools run by the church at the time. In fact, the teaching method used was a question-and-answer method, but the girl never let the Romans in the court ask her any questions. She just recorded them in her mind, and then let the person listen to them once and repeat them to her. After all, for Attila, the so-called learning is simply to remember it in his mind. Although he pretended to be thinking in front of Avia, he was actually not thinking. Of course, the content of learning is nothing more than art, music or philosophy, etc., which are all seemingly noble but have no nutrition. Although Attila barely remembers them in his heart, boring things are boring. She pulled herself away from the magnificent royal hall and the collection of desires that filled the entire space. She had never liked studying in the first place, and the fact that she was always looked down upon in this place made her even more depressed. It would be better if Avia was there, because then I would have a way to release my emotions. But he was gone for too long. In fact, the illusion left by Avia disappeared earlier than he expected, after he and Siegfried eliminated Fafnir. Although he was surprised that he hadn't come back for so long, Attila still endured it. Should I say that he was actually a little angry? There may not be such emotions. As a girl who grew up in a world that worships strength and honor, Attila has always felt that she is out of tune with everyone and everything in this world. Originally, even the awareness of "I am Attila" was very weak, and it was enough for him to just obey his body's instincts and concentrate on swinging the sword. Because one person cannot survive alone, humans unite to build villages, cities, and then countries. However, Attila felt that he was born to destroy them. After all, there is neither heaven nor hell in the world. The distant future, whose existence is uncertain, and tomorrow, which should be just around the corner, are all extremely ambiguous, vague and unpredictable. Only 'death' is always equal to everyone, she just took this step ahead. As for Avia's delay in returning, the white-haired girl didn't care whether he had to or was forced to do so. When they parted, she said, "So that nothing happens to you," and Avia responded, "I'll be back soon." In this case, he has an obligation to come back...Attila will not allow Avia to die without permission. What's more, if he really died alone... A huge emotion suddenly surged from the depths of her chest. In order to calm herself down, the white-haired girl subconsciously raised her head and looked at the sky. She didn't know why she had such a habit. She had been alone here for a year, under the vast, clear blue sky. Suddenly, the door was pushed open, just as Attila expected and just as Avia had promised to come back soon.
In response, the white-haired girl said nothing, but just opened her blood-red eyes wide. She could not express herself in words, nor could she describe the feelings that suddenly arose in her. As if driven by this emotion, her body moved before she could speak or think. Because speaking is too slow, and words are definitely not enough to express it - Attila, holding the Sword of the God of War with a faint rainbow glow on the blade, swung the sword and chopped it up at a speed so fast that ordinary people could not see it at all. Avia instantly leaped backwards, avoiding the sword, then picked up the spear and threw it at the white-haired girl. There was a sound of steel clashing, like ice breaking, and the spear thrown by the silver-haired boy was bounced high onto the simple roof. "After being out for so long, your strength has declined instead of increased." At this moment, the white-haired girl raised the sword in her hand high, stood horizontally with the sword, and stared directly at Avia. The distance between the two was only less than three steps. Why did you leave for so long? Attila had to swallow back these words with great difficulty, because in her opinion these were words that could not be said out loud. "Attila, look around." Avia looked at the approaching Attila with her usual smile. If there is something to be said, let him say it with fighting. He understands Attila's character, so let him respond with fighting, using the power in his own hands. The next moment—— The sunlight at noon was obviously dazzling and strong, and it was too bright outside the window, with all the scenery flashing in bright white. But at this moment, this place turned into a dark space with cold air descending, and white mist swaying faintly. Lightning and thunder crisscrossed, magic bullets fell like a storm, and an inexplicable pressure appeared. For Avia, who had learned the runes given by Odin during this period, the time spent entering the room was enough to use the runes to transform the room into a workshop. However, the white-haired girl's excellent motor nerves and attack prediction, coupled with the Sword of the God of War in her hand, were enough to dodge these Nordic magic bullets. She then threw the Sword of the God of War onto the roof to suppress the pressure and magic. Afterwards, the two men who had lost their weapons neither defended nor dodged, but rushed towards each other and started punching each other. The two Huns began a hand-to-hand fight, and their punches were strong enough to tear the tough skin of the dragon species. With an extremely natural posture, Avia tapped the ground with his right foot and bounced lightly, his figure falling from the sky, heading straight towards Attila on the ground. At the same time, the white-haired girl jumped up from the ground, and both of them started their final attack. The result of the contest was the same as always, the girl failed, but this was the first time her failure was not due to an illusion. "Well, I did what I said, didn't I? This time I beat you openly, Attila." "......Yes." No words to reply. Although she had nothing to say in response, the white-haired girl was unwilling to remain silent, so she only said this one sentence, which made Avia, who saw her like this for the first time, burst into laughter. She looked up at the smiling person, and naturally smiled with joy from the bottom of her heart. Is it because he came back or because he defeated himself?
I don’t know, which one it is. But no matter what it was, she wanted to say this when she saw him come back. I hope to say this, and I hope to greet him with this smile.
