Chapter 1106 - Valhalla (1/2)

Translator: EndlessFantasy Translation  Editor: EndlessFantasy Translation

Hao Ren did not know what to say about these undead spirits called the Einherjar. Or rather, he did not know what to say about the Norse gods that created the Einherjar. The undead spirits could be regarded as some kind of wraiths. The making of the Einherjar by the Valkyrie was actually a terrible curse. It cast the soul of the dead into cold and bloodless armor of steel, letting it participate in endless battles. Even though this process was sugarcoated with glory in the name of the divine, it was undoubtedly an exaggeration.

“These Einherjar were volunteers,” Vivian suddenly said.

“Arf?” Lily was stunned.

“The brave warriors, those who had unfulfilled wishes, the killers, and the fanatic believers of the gods; the human society in those days did not lack these people. They knew what it meant to become Einherjar, but they were still willing to do this, especially the ruthless Germanic soldiers whose only wish was to fight to the death and then carry the fight to after-death. So they felt that becoming an armor that could keep on killing was the best thing in life. Every year, thousands of warriors rushed to the battlefield with valkyrie’s talisman. Sometimes, to get the ‘glorious promotion’ as early as possible, the ruthless warriors would even fight with the beast barehanded, using the blood of the enemy and of himself to please Odin. The Valkyries would follow the guidance of the talisman to harvest the souls. Only the most vigorous souls would be used to drive the einherjar armors. So the warriors who had just died on the battlefield was the most suitable. At that time, it was glory for a person to be promoted. The Valkyries would personally show up and fly over the city. If a certain god were in a good mood, he or she would even gift humans something, usually of food and medicine. At that time, the gods would not let people have enough to eat and stay healthy. This was so that they could keep the humans loyal to them and becoming their slaves. If the gods allowed them to have enough to eat, it was considered the mercy of the gods.”

“Glorious and barbaric, fanatical support could not cover oppression and injustice,” Galazur said with a poker face.

“You are right. It was an injustice sugarcoated with a splendid appearance.” Vivian nodded. “It is still the case even looking from today’s perspective. But humans of those days were satisfied with it. The otherworldlings in the Nordic region had been treating their own human slaves quite kindly, that was why einherjar could be created. Those warriors felt that they were favored by God and would stay loyal until the end. When their souls were cast into the armor, their loyalty would last forever.”

Lily looked at the trembled armor pieces, curious. “Do they still have their own minds?”

After listening to the story of the Einherjar, the husky maiden had a strange feeling towards the broken armors on the ground.

“Actually… no more.” Vivian shook her head. “The casting process had erased most of their memory and humanity. The Einherjar are more like a software-driven combat machine. They are still full of anger, but you can’t really call them humans.”

“It seems that after the Twilight of the Gods event, these undead spirits have been lurking around in the Garden of Asgard,” Y’zaks muttered. “Did they still patrol along their designated routes?”

Y’zaks’ words suddenly reminded Vivian. “Patrol? Wait a minute! There is a problem!”

Hao Ren and Lily asked in unison, “What is the problem?”

“If I remember correctly, einherjar would not move without the instructions from the Valhalla Control Center!” Vivian said quickly. “Someone must be controlling them!”

Nangong Sanba chimed in. “But you said Valhalla was destroyed from the inside during the Twilight of the Gods.”

“Compromised, not destroyed. At that time, it was Loki who interfered with the flow of magic energy, but he was unable to destroy the runic columns of Valhalla. So when the system rebooted, einherjar could resume their activities.” Vivian’s eyes brightened up. “Someone restarted Valhalla!”

They looked at each other and said in unison. “Odin!”

The king of the Norse gods who disappeared on the battlefield was still alive and had returned to the Garden of Asgard!

Hao Ren immediately turned to Vivian. “Where is Valhalla?”

“In mythology, Valhalla is the Golden Palace or the Golden Palace is the hall of Valhalla.” Lily chimed in.