Chapter 1338
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Chapter 1338 Source of Pollution
“Disgusting smell.”
Sun Wukong swung his golden cudgel, directly smashing the frenzied Norse god in front of him into a pulp, then frowned with disgust and stepped back.
“This kind of disaster… I’ve never seen before.” Zhou Ping looked up at the peak of the divine mountain, at the crimson eyeball silhouette shrouded in clouds, pondering, “Could it be caused by that thing? But the source of this disaster… where did it come from?”
Clang—!!
The surface of the Kunlun Mirror flipped, and two silhouettes battling each other bounced apart.
The Queen Mother of the West’s gold-threaded purple robe swayed in the wind. She held the Kunlun Mirror with one hand and frowned as she looked around, “The aura of Cthulhu?”
Verdandi stabilized herself, glancing at the surroundings from the corner of her eye, her pupils suddenly contracting!
“This is…” she murmured.
“Shut up! All of you shut up!! Stop making noise!!!”
“Get out of my head!! Damn it! Who are you?!”
“It hurts… it hurts so much… it’s itchy… really itchy…”
“…”
The screams of the Norse gods present pierced Verdandi’s ears. She stared at the scene in a daze, frozen in place like a sculpture.
“Cthulhu? But… how could this happen… where did this contamination come from?”
While Verdandi was distracted, the Queen Mother of the West turned to look at her, raising her eyebrows slightly, and spoke with some surprise:
“These Norse gods all seem to be contaminated,
Why… are you unaffected?”
…
The Eternal Garden.
The deep sound of a horn drowned out the silver-bell-like laughter. Skadi, the goddess of “Future,” paused and turned to look.
“What’s that sound?” Bragi, who had been following behind Skadi and watering the seeds she scattered, also turned his head toward the direction of the sound in confusion.
At the same time, Urd, the goddess of “Past” who had been sitting nearby with her eyes closed, suddenly stood up!
“[Gjallarhorn]?!”
She exclaimed in disbelief, “Wasn’t Ragnarök supposed to have been postponed?!”
“Ragnarök? What Ragnarök?”
Bragi asked, puzzled.
“…” Urd had no intention of explaining to Bragi, just staring intently in the direction of the sound.
The disaster horn sounding was undoubtedly an extremely dangerous signal. Perhaps Ragnarök hadn’t been postponed but was reappearing in another form.
What about Verdandi? She should be there too. How is she doing?
Urd wanted nothing more than to rush to the battlefield to see what was happening, but after careful consideration, she chose to stay and watch over Bragi. After all, with [Gjallarhorn] sounding, no one knew what would happen next.
“What disaster… is descending upon Asgard?” Urd murmured.
“Huh?” Skadi’s voice suddenly rang out, “Brother Bragi, why are all these flowers dying?”
Bragi was startled and turned to look. The patch of flowers that Skadi had just caused to bloom was dying on a large scale. In just a few seconds, they had turned into grayish-white ashes spread over the soil.
Moreover, the area of dying flowers was continuously expanding.
Bragi frowned deeply and immediately reached out to pick a section of flower that had not completely withered, holding it before his eyes to examine it carefully.
“Why has this flower… turned red?” Bragi keenly observed that a crimson hue was rapidly spreading across the yellow petals. The moment this crimson covered the flower, it gently trembled and turned into several fine strands of grayish-white ash, floating to the ground.
“Cthulhu!”
Seeing this, Urd immediately realized something and swiftly knocked Bragi’s hand away to prevent him from touching the scattered ashes.
“Cthulhu?” Bragi asked in confusion.
In the Divine Mental Hospital, he had occasionally heard Lin Qiye mention these things. “How could Cthulhu appear in Asgard?”
Urd frowned, seemingly puzzled by the same question. Just then, from the corner of her eye, she noticed that the watering streams floating in the garden nearby also contained a hint of red.
She seemed to realize something, and her heart skipped a beat!
“Bragi! Where did this water you’re using to water the flowers come from?!” she immediately asked.
“The sacred river, of course.” Bragi replied matter-of-factly, “Besides the sacred river, where else in Asgard is there any other large water flow…”
Urd stood rooted to the spot, as if struck by lightning!
“This is bad…” she murmured.
…
“Why… are you unaffected?”
This question instantly awakened Verdandi. She looked down at her body,
No tumors were emerging, and she didn’t hear any voices… Unlike the other Norse gods who had fallen into madness, her body showed no signs of abnormality.
“Why am I unaffected?” Verdandi murmured in confusion.
Click—!
At the same time, the door of Master Chen’s carriage was pushed open slightly.
Master Chen sat at the front of the carriage, vigilantly surveying the frenzied Norse gods around him. Feeling the door open slightly, he looked back.
Baili Pangpang had poked half his head out, curiously examining the surroundings.
“You bunch of kids, what are you doing! Don’t you know how dangerous it is outside right now?” Seeing this, Master Chen was so angry his beard floated up as he grabbed the door frame forcefully, about to close the carriage.
“No, Master, I…”
Bang!
The carriage door closed, cutting off Baili Pangpang’s voice.
Just as Master Chen was about to turn around, there was a light sound, and the carriage door opened again:
“Master Chen, listen to me, we are…”
Bang!
The carriage door was closed again by Master Chen, who said sternly, “Don’t come out! The situation outside now is very strange, not something you youngsters can meddle with.”
Click!
The carriage door was pushed open again. Master Chen was about to curse in anger when he saw it was Lin Qiye behind the door this time, and suddenly choked on his words.
“Master Chen, something isn’t right,” Lin Qiye said solemnly. “We’ve sensed some familiar auras…”
“Familiar auras?”
Lin Qiye didn’t speak. His gaze swept across the surroundings, seeing the tumors and insect eyes on the Norse gods, his eyes slightly contracting.
“Indeed… it’s the ash from hell.”
The appearance of the Norse gods before them was all too familiar to Lin Qiye and the others. When they were trapped between Heaven and Hell, they had seen similar situations.
These deformed and frenzied Norse gods were clearly the result of being contaminated by Odin’s Cthulhu-type ash!
