Chapter 1284
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“Twilight of the Gods…”
On the way down the mountain, Lin Qiye rubbed his chin with one hand, confusion appearing in his eyes. “Xiao Nan, is this so-called Twilight of the Gods really that terrifying?”
Si Xiaonan nodded and said, “Yes, so far, Asgard has only experienced the Twilight of the Gods once, which was the Descent of the Mist a hundred years ago.
It is said that two days before the Descent of the Mist, the goddess of ‘future’ Skadi predicted that the Twilight of the Gods was about to descend. The three Norns appeared to warn Odin, but Odin didn’t seem to take it seriously. Later, after the mist descended, the gods of Asgard began to fall. Thor had to ask the goddess of youth Idunn to sacrifice a large number of fruits of life, and only then did the gods barely survive the calamity. Even so, Asgard suffered heavy casualties.
Thinking about it now, the previous Descent of the Mist was actually released by Odin himself, so the warning from the three Norns was naturally just a joke…
Since then, the three Norns have never left this valley, and they are extremely disappointed with Odin and his offspring.”
Lin Qiye pondered thoughtfully.
“The second Twilight of the Gods… is it possible that it’s also artificially triggered?” Lin Qiye turned to look at Si Xiaonan, his expression somewhat complicated.
“You mean…” Si Xiaonan was stunned. “It’s possible. After all, the mist shouldn’t descend again. Now for Asgard, there’s only one major threat…”
Si Xiaonan didn’t finish the second half of her sentence, but Lin Qiye believed she understood his meaning.
For the current Asgard, the biggest crisis would be their action in one day. If they successfully open the Rainbow Bridge on the day Loki challenges the Supreme God, allowing the Great Xia Heavenly Court to descend, it would definitely be a catastrophe for Asgard.
In other words, those who bring this Twilight of the Gods are very likely to be the gods of Great Xia.
Of course, this information is something Lin Qiye would never tell the three Norns.
“Calculating the time, Thor and the others should be back by now.” Lin Qiye looked at the sky. “Let’s return to the temple first.”
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Gods Mental Hospital.
The morning sunlight fell on the clean desk. Bragi stretched lazily as he got up from bed, rubbed his sleepy eyes, and walked straight to the desk to sit down.
He reached out and opened the red mailbox, where a letter was lying quietly inside.
Bragi’s lips curled up slightly. He quickly opened the letter and read it carefully several times, his gaze as gentle as water.
He propped his head up, looking at the slowly rising morning sun outside the window, seemingly pondering how to reply. After a moment, he finally picked up his pen and began to write on the white paper.
After writing the last word, he checked it twice, brought the letter to his lips for a gentle kiss, then put it in an envelope and into the red mailbox before humming a tune as he went out the door.
“Morning, Little Raccoon~”
“Morning, Li Yifei, your Mohawk looks great today.”
“Ah Zhu, you’re washing so many clothes again today? Come, let me help you carry a couple!”
“Good morning, King Gigi~ Would you like to appreciate my latest poetry?”
“…”
As Bragi’s voice gradually faded away, a moment later, Little Raccoon carefully opened the door and entered the room.
He quickly closed the door, took out all the letters from the mailbox except today’s, stuffed them into the large backpack behind him, briefly cleaned the room, and then opened the door preparing to leave.
Just then, a figure almost bumped into him face to face.
Little Raccoon staggered back two steps, looked up, and found an old man wearing white clothes, surrounded by holy light. He looked down at the Little Raccoon, his eyes full of compassion and love:
“You’ve done well, child.”
“…You scared me, it’s just Repeater Uncle… I thought I was caught.” Little Raccoon sighed in relief, patting his chest. “Uncle, breakfast is in the room straight ahead and turn right in the opposite direction. Why did you come here?”
“You’ve done well, child.”
After Yelan De finished speaking, he turned and walked to the end of the corridor, turning right and disappearing.
“Good morning, Uncle Yelan De.”
Bragi, who was tilting his head back to drink porridge, smiled and greeted Yelan De as he walked in.
Gilgamesh nearby merely lifted his eyelids slightly before lowering his head to continue eating.
Yelan De naturally sat down at the table, but didn’t touch the breakfast in front of him. Instead, he smiled and stared at Bragi, motionless like a sculpture.
Bragi finished his porridge in one gulp, only then realizing that Yelan De was still kindly staring at him. Feeling uncomfortable, he asked puzzledly, “Uncle, do you need something?”
“You’ve done well, child.”
“…Forget it, pretend I didn’t ask.”
Bragi stood up, about to leave the room, and Yelan De also stood up, quickly following him.
“Uncle, you…”
Bragi walked into the corridor, seeing that Yelan De had followed him out, and was about to say something more when the latter suddenly raised his arm and patted Bragi’s shoulder. Those deep blue eyes looked into Bragi’s eyes, and a strange light flashed:
“You’ve done well… child.”
After saying this, he withdrew his hand and slowly walked toward the other end of the corridor.
Bragi looked at this scene in confusion, scratching his head. He didn’t notice that above his head in the void, a progress bar mysteriously jumped forward a bit:
Bragi treatment progress:
Bragi treatment progress:
Bragi had just taken two steps when a strange feeling surged in his heart. He let out a light “hmm” and turned his head toward a certain spot in the void.
His gaze seemed to penetrate through the outer wall of the Gods Mental Hospital, through Lin Qiye’s eyes, seeing a Western-style room and a blurry figure shrouded in smoke in the corner.
“I can see outside?!” Bragi’s expression brightened with excitement as he spoke, “My treatment progress has reached 95%?!”
As the third patient in the hospital, he had witnessed the departures of Nyx, Merlin, and Sun Wukong, knowing that when the treatment progress reaches 95%, one can sense some special aspects of the hospital, including shared vision.
From Lin Qiye’s perspective, he could only make out that he was in a building, nothing more. Bragi simply withdrew his gaze and, relying on that mysterious perception in his heart, carefully scanned the surrounding hospital.
“Hmm… this is the kitchen for cooking… this is the activity room… King Gigi hasn’t finished breakfast yet… Li Yifei is secretly eating cookies in the warehouse again? This is a warehouse containing… Huh?”
Bragi’s gaze paused suddenly when it swept over one of the tightly closed warehouse doors.
