Chapter 1350
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Chapter 1350 I Want Her Back
As the source gradually left Thor’s body, the blood-colored mountain peak dominating the center of Asgard began to violently shake!
The writhing crimson worms emitted sharp hisses, their extended thick tentacles visibly disintegrating. This trembling mountain of worms, like a stomach about to vomit, continuously contracted!
“Bragi…”
Lin Qiye stood among the temple ruins, watching this scene, concern appearing between his brows.
Inside the worm mountain,
Even though the cold light of broken harp strings frantically cut through the worms surrounding the two, large numbers of worms still squeezed past the boundary. The surging worms almost submerged Bragi’s figure.
His body was quickly stained red with blood under the endless gnawing, with traces of green vitality spreading from his wounds, restoring the body parts bitten off by the worms… He constantly wavered between death and survival, as if being slowly sliced to pieces.
The excruciating pain of countless worms devouring his body twisted Bragi’s handsome features in agony.
Even so, his hand gripping Asgard’s source showed no sign of letting go, but instead tightened its grip.
“You… cannot…” Thor’s muffled voice came through his screams, his confused bloodshot eyes filled with pain.
Bragi’s body was almost pressed against Thor’s, countless hideous and disgusting worms eating away at his flesh, leaving him bloody and mangled. From a distance, he looked even more horrifying than the deformed Thor.
“Didn’t you want to use my wife’s soul to stabilize your ‘Supreme’ realm?” Bragi spoke coldly.
“Now, I will use everything of yours… to bring her back!”
The moment his words fell, the prism source was completely pulled out by Bragi. A harp string instantly snapped, cold light flashed across the unconscious Thor’s neck, and a hideous head was thrown high…
Phantasmal light frantically poured out from Thor’s remains!
The endless crimson worms around them seemed to lose all strength, collapsing one after another, melting at a visible speed. This worm mountain occupying one-fifth of Asgard deflated toward the ground like a punctured balloon.
“He succeeded.”
Seeing this, Sun Wukong casually rested his golden cudgel on his shoulder, a faint smile curling at the corner of his mouth.
The [Star Coin] gradually stopped rotating, the hero king in royal robes quickly faded away, and the King’s Treasury in his palm floated across the sky, falling into the spiritual form of Gilgamesh’s hand. His furrowed brows relaxed, and relief appeared in his eyes.
The bodies of worms in the sky melted, falling like a rain of blood from the dim sky.
Among the devastated ruins, a figure in blood-red robes, one hand tightly gripping the prism source flowing with phantasmal light, the other holding Thor’s head, slowly stood up…
“Cough cough cough cough…” Bragi’s mutilated body gradually repaired itself. He coughed up several mouthfuls of blood, his golden hair filthy and disheveled.
In the hazy blood mist, those eyes emitting a faint divine halo burned with the fire of hope!
He threw Thor’s head to the ground, which rolled to the body, both transforming into a pool of crimson blood that flowed into the dark golden [Holy Grail].
Bragi’s breathing grew increasingly heavy. He held the [Holy Grail], raising it high above his head like a devout pilgrim…
His trembling lips opened, and using all his strength, he shouted in the rain of blood:
“Idunn!! I want you back!!!”
Bragi’s roar crossed mountains and rivers, echoing like thunder across the entire sky of Asgard.
Between heaven and earth, apart from the lingering echoes, there was only deathly silence.
Bragi’s Adam’s apple bobbed as he painfully swallowed a mouthful of blood, ferociously howling at the sky:
“I wish!! For Idunn to be resurrected!!”
“I want my wife Idunn to be resurrected!!”
“[Holy Grail]! Did you hear me?!!”
“I want my love back!! I want her back!!!”
“…”
Bragi’s roars echoed through every corner of the Nordic realm. This was his last hope, and also the most sincere, most genuine wish in his heart!
Looking at the man holding the grail in the blood rain, shouting at the sky, Lin Qiye couldn’t help but close his eyes…
Bragi’s pain and anxiety, transmitted through each roar, entered his heart. An unprecedented sourness welled up, involuntarily moistening his eyes.
But he knew clearly in his heart… Idunn most likely could not be resurrected.
Facing Bragi’s plea, the [Holy Grail] showed no response. Either the sacrifice for fulfilling the wish was still insufficient, or… this wish had already exceeded the capabilities of the “Supreme” artifact.
Even the usually ice-cold hero king Gilgamesh, seeing Bragi’s state, was now slightly moved, sadness appearing in his eyes.
“Come back… I want her back…”
Bragi’s hoarse voice, choked with sobs, came from his throat, tears unstoppably flowing from his eyes.
His hand supporting the bottom of the [Holy Grail] was white to the bone from exertion, blue veins bulging from the back of his hand and neck. His other hand had been pierced by the tightly gripped prism edges, blood flowing freely onto the ground…
“Bragi…”
Lin Qiye walked forward with a complex expression, wanting to console Bragi, but before he could speak, Bragi’s tear-filled red eyes had already turned to him.
He trembled as he spoke:
“Lin Qiye… why doesn’t it work? Why hasn’t Idunn returned?
Is it me… is my heart not sincere enough?”
“You’ve done your best,” Lin Qiye said softly. “Perhaps the sacrifice is not enough, or perhaps…”
Lin Qiye couldn’t bear to finish the second half of his sentence. Regarding Idunn, Bragi had already experienced too many hopes, followed by too many instances of despair after those hopes were shattered… This pure-hearted God of Music had endured too much pain that he shouldn’t have had to bear. Now, Lin Qiye couldn’t bring himself to extinguish Bragi’s last hope.
Bragi opened his mouth, about to say something more, when his divine power suddenly erupted like boiling water! A beam of light emitting a heart-palpitating pressure shot into the clouds with Bragi at its center!
His realm began to rise rapidly.
Bragi was stunned, looking at his body in astonishment. “What is happening to me…”
“Asgard’s source is being merged with you,” Gilgamesh observed the prism crystal gradually embedding itself in Bragi’s flesh, his eyes complex as he spoke.
“You… are about to break through to the ‘Supreme’ realm.”
The flesh pierced by the prism due to his emotional exertion had now become the fusion point between the source and himself. Under the dual divine status of God of Music and Poetry and God of Youth, Bragi’s body actually withstood the power of this source, and his realm rapidly ascended without him even realizing it!
“Su…preme…?” Bragi stood dazed in place.
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