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Chapter 518 Three Thousand Demon Gods; Together They Ascend the True Realm [9k]

The war raged ever more fiercely in the depths of chaos.

The battlefields of the Great Luo Immortals have spread from the present world to the past and future. Every ripple in the river of time and space may be a silhouette of the birth and death of a universe.

Battle reports from the front lines poured into Chendu like snowflakes, each one recording the thrilling battles and tragic sacrifices.

As the supreme commander of the Humanitarian Alliance, Shao Hao, the Lord of Humanity, spends less and less time in Chendu.

More often than not, he appears on the most dangerous front lines of the myriad realms, clad in golden armor and wielding the Holy Sword.

He sometimes fights alongside the gods of the Taiwei Heavenly Court, using supreme music to play a magnificent chapter of order and purify the world corrupted by demons.

At other times, he personally led the elite of humanity, like an incomparably sharp golden dagger, piercing straight into the heart of the enemy and slaying the powerful incarnation of the Chaos God.

The reputation of the "Jintian Clan" grew even more resounding under the tempering of war, becoming an unyielding banner in the prehistoric world.

With the Emperor leading the charge, the rear cannot be left without a leader.

The young Emperor Zhuanxu took on the great responsibility of governing the human world.

Before heading to the front lines, Shao Hao solemnly handed the Human Emperor Seal to Zhuanxu, who had grown into a handsome young man, in front of representatives of all races.

"Zhuanxu." Shao Hao's eyes were full of trust and expectation. He patted Zhuanxu's shoulder and said in a deep voice.

"My intention is to give you a carefree and happy childhood."

"However, without eliminating the Chaos Demon God, the Primordial True Realm will not be at peace."

"During my absence, all affairs of the human realm are entrusted to you."

"Rest assured, Lord."

Zhuanxu accepted the heavy jade seal and bowed respectfully.

"The students will certainly live up to your expectations and safeguard our humanitarian mission."

From then on, the young crown prince began his first experience of "regency" in governing the country.

Initially, many of the elder statesmen and ministers of the human race, as well as the tribal leaders of all races, harbored some doubts about this young acting ruler.

After all, governing such a large humanitarian alliance requires rich experience and mature wisdom, not the passion and ideals of a teenager.

However, Zhuanxu quickly dispelled everyone's doubts with his composure and foresight beyond his years.

His approach to handling government affairs was completely different from that of Shao Hao.

If Shaohao's governance style is like a harmonious and beautiful musical piece, it pursues harmony among all things and embraces all diversity.

Zhuanxu's style, on the other hand, was like an incredibly precise game of chess, pursuing rigorous logic and strict adherence to orders.

He sat in the Emperor's Palace every day, facing mountains of memorials and complex ethnic disputes, but he never rushed to make a decision.

He would always listen quietly to the demands of all parties, and then review all the relevant files to clearly understand the ins and outs of the matter, every step, and every detail.

His every instruction was like a decisive move, precise, calm, and leaving no room for doubt.

Each of his policies may affect the interests of certain groups in the short term, but in the long run, they are all the most beneficial choices for the entire humanitarian alliance.

Under his rule, the allocation of internal resources in the human realm became more efficient than ever before.

The supplies such as grain, armor, and medicines transported from the rear to the front lines were never delayed or disrupted.

Everything operated in an orderly manner, like a sophisticated instrument.

While on the front lines, Shao Hao repeatedly praised his generals:

"With Zhuanxu behind me, I have nothing to worry about!"

Besides his official duties, Zhuanxu's greatest pleasure was discussing the Great Dao and predicting the future with his two close friends, Chong and Li, in the library of the Imperial Academy.

Dean Xuangui was their best guide.

"Let me calculate where this huge black pot of Zhuanxu will ultimately fall?" After the Xuan Turtle entered the world, it stopped calculating its own fate.

But when he has nothing to do, he still checks on other people's fates.

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Deep within the river of time and space, on the battlefield of the Great Luo Immortals, the laws shattered, and the Great Dao wailed.

However, amidst this chaotic and devastating landscape, the most dazzling sacred light shines with immortal brilliance.

The three Taoists, whose auras were as deep as the sea and who seemed to be one with the Great Dao, stood in the formation of the Three Powers, at the three key time-space nodes of the past, present, and future, overlooking the entire battle.

After the demons launched their frenzied attack, Xuanqing and his companions withdrew from the battlefield.

They no longer act rashly.

But their mere existence was like three pillars supporting the sky, firmly anchoring the crumbling foundation of the entire Primordial Realm's spacetime, preventing even the most powerful Chaos Gods from crossing the line.

Suddenly, the Supreme Being, who had been resting with his eyes closed, slowly opened his eyes, which seemed to contain endless morality and nature.

He glanced at a particular cosmic region where the battle was particularly fierce, where several Primordial Dao Lords were being besieged by more than ten Chaos Demon Gods of the same level, and were in imminent danger.

He flicked the whisk in his hand lightly.

A mysterious and unfathomable Tai Chi diagram flashed through the void, instantly traversing endless time and space to appear on that battlefield.

A golden bridge spans the sky, fixing the earth, water, fire, and wind.

The Yin and Yang energies circulated, drawing all ten-odd arrogant Chaos Demons into the diagram. No matter how powerful they were, they could not cross the line.

"Fellow Daoists, retreat quickly." The Supreme Being's gentle and calm voice rang in the ears of those Primordial Dao Lords who had survived the calamity.

After doing all this, he put away the Tai Chi diagram as if he had only done a trivial matter, and closed his eyes again.

Meanwhile, in another battlefield of time and space.

The new generation of [Space Demon God] has successfully bypassed all defenses with its elusive methods and is about to descend upon a prosperous world.

Just as a cruel smile appeared on his face, a jade ruyi, pure white with three-colored divine light and filled with endless mystery and nobility, emerged from nothingness without warning.

The jade ruyi tapped his forehead lightly.

Boom!
The space demon god felt his primordial spirit tremble violently, his Great Dao collapsed, and he was completely stunned. He forgot who he was, where he came from, and where he was going.

"Honey, you've taken the wrong road. You're not welcome here."

A clear, childlike voice, full of curiosity and surprise, rang out.

Immediately afterwards, the space demon was thrown back into the depths of chaos by an irresistible force.

"Oh ho, what a small world!"

The new generation of [Space Demon God] had just turned around when he saw an old man in blue robes looking at him with a smile.

"Yang Mei?" The Space Demon God's gaze sharpened.

"Exactly!"

Yang Mei looked the imposter up and down.

Especially when she saw that the other person looked five or six parts similar to her, Yang Mei's face immediately showed undisguised disgust.

"How disgusting!" Yang Mei spat.

No wonder I sensed something was wrong back in the Brahma world.

Wow, these chaotic demons are really good at creating chaos!

They actually created a pirated version of Space Demon God.

"Yang Mei, you coward!"

"You betrayed Chaos and chose to live a life of ignominy, which I find utterly despicable!"

The new [Space Demon God]'s voice was filled with disdain and contempt for his predecessors.

"Of course, it's not too late if you want to abandon darkness and embrace the light."

The newly appointed [Space Demon God] changed the subject, revealing a superior attitude, and looked at Yang Mei with a hint of condescension in his eyes.

He said, "As the successor of the Great Dao of Space, I can somewhat understand your fear of Pangu."

"It's understandable that you choose to wallow in self-pity."

“But things are different now.” The new [Space Demon God]’s face held a hint of fanaticism.

"Now, we are about to accomplish something great!"

"We will overturn everything in the Pangu Era!"

"As someone who was once part of the chaos, it is not too late for you to turn back from your misguided ways."

Upon hearing this, Yang Mei was so angry that she laughed.

"Abandon the dark and turn to the light?"

"Did you get kicked in the head, or did I get kicked in the head?"

You imposter, how dare you question your investment acumen, "Grandpa Liu"?

He didn't even bother to waste words with the other party and directly took out the Wuji Whisk.

"Avici Hell!"

In an instant, a terrifying cage enveloped the surrounding void.

He, Yang Mei, was once the "Space Demon God".

Today, I will personally clean house for myself, erasing the imposter that tarnished the name "Space," along with everything he created, from the very source of existence.

~~~
On the vast battlefield of the heavens, countless Phoenix Clan members transformed into streaks of burning flames, charging headlong into worlds corrupted by chaotic demonic energy and the laws of destruction.

The Phoenix Clan's Supreme Being, Yuan Huang, dressed in a magnificent seven-colored phoenix robe, quietly surveyed everything.

Behind her, a majestic figure, identical in appearance to hers but burning with an even more intense and purer flame of nirvana, slowly emerged.

That was her incarnation—[Yuan Feng]!
"Have you found him?" Yuan Huang's voice was clear yet cold.

"almost."

In Yuan Feng's eyes, it seemed as if countless worlds were burning and being reborn.

"The mouse that was hiding was finally about to lose its patience."

Their goal is singular—the [Fire Demon God] who wields the "Great Dao of Fire" among the three thousand Chaos Demon Gods!
In order to slay this fiend and seize its complete Dao Fruit of the Great Dao of Fire to help Yuanhuang break through the final insurmountable barrier, the entire Phoenix Clan mobilized!

They are not afraid of death.

For the phoenix, death is merely the beginning of another new life.

"boom!"

A vast world that has been burned by demonic fire for countless years.

At its core, a colossal Chaos Fire Demon is frantically devouring the world's last vestiges of existence.

At that moment, hundreds of phoenixes, like moths to a flame, fearlessly crashed into the fire demon!

The flames of rebirth exploded with a deafening roar!
The sacred flames, capable of purifying all filth and evil, clashed most violently with the tyrannical chaotic demonic fire!

The fire demon roared in agony, while the phoenixes transformed into a shower of light amidst the flames.

Although their figures have vanished, their voices, through the resonance of their bloodlines, have spread throughout the entire universe.

"When the immeasurable calamity of the heavens arrives, a phoenix will surely bathe in the flames of the calamity, soar high in the nine heavens, and purify all the filth in the world."

“All living beings, do not be sad, and do not grieve for us.”

"We will eventually return, reappear in the world, and see this glorious age again."

"Let us protect the ancient glory of the primordial world!"

"This is our eternal mission!"

"An eternal mission~~"

That poignant yet hopeful song echoed across countless battlefields, inspiring all the primordial creatures that were fighting.

In another distant battlefield, the Ancestral Dragon's sword pinned a powerful demon god to a shattered remnant of the world.

Hearing the distant cry of a phoenix, he shook his head, a look of helplessness mixed with admiration on his face.

"Those madmen from the Phoenix Clan are still the same as ever, always ready to self-destruct. They haven't changed at all."

He slowly pulled the divine sword, formed from the three thousand weak waters, from the demon god's body. Without even glancing at the still convulsing demon god's corpse, he raised his foot and kicked it backward.

"Prime Minister!"

he shouted.

"Here we go!"

Inside the First Main Temple, the mouth of the Divine Cauldron of Time suddenly opened, sending out a dazzling beam of light that precisely engulfed the enormous corpse of the demon god.

An old tortoise dressed in a magnificent official robe and sporting a mustache appeared at the mouth of the cauldron with a smile, skillfully casting several seals to completely suppress the demon god's corpse.

It was none other than the Turtle Prime Minister of the Dragon Clan.

"Yang Jiao, stop standing there, let's get started!" He called out to the inside of the cauldron.

"Yes, Your Excellency!"

A young man, dressed in a white researcher's lab coat and wearing crystal glasses, who looked quite refined, excitedly ran out of a research room filled with various sophisticated instruments.

It was none other than Yang Jiao, the former nephew of the Jade Emperor and now the chief researcher of the Dragon Clan Temple.

He looked at the still-warm body of the demon god that had been brought in intact, and tears welled up in his eyes.

"Finally! Finally, another complete experimental subject has arrived! My graduation thesis can finally be completed!"

Behind Yang Jiao were many other dragon clan researchers, all wearing research lab coats, just like him.

Working seamlessly with the Turtle Prime Minister, they operated like a highly efficient assembly line, meticulously dissecting, studying, and purifying the corpses of demon gods brought back from the front lines. Ultimately, these corpses became nourishment for the main temples of the Dragon Clan and generous rewards for the reincarnators performing missions in the Heavenly Reincarnation Palace.

Dragons never do business at a loss!
Making the most of resources is the key!
Just as Yang Jiao and the others were busy at work, the ancestral dragon in front of them suddenly let out a deafening roar!

"Second brother, third sister, fourth sister!"

"We are here!"

Three equally imposing figures emerged from different battlefields and instantly arrived beside the Ancestral Dragon.

They are the Azure Dragon, the Yinglong, and the White Dragon!

An unprecedented fighting spirit flashed in Zu Long's eyes. He pointed to the chaotic world covered by an endless ocean ahead and shouted in a deep voice:

"Follow me into the world of water and capture the [Water Demon God]!"

"it is good!"

The four dragon lords responded in unison.

The next moment, the four majestic figures instantly transformed into the Three Thousand Weak Waters that swept across the heavens and earth, carrying an unparalleled momentum as they swept towards the origin world of the [Water Demon God]!

On another, more distant battlefield, illuminated by eternal starlight.

A goddess, dressed in a moon-white palace gown, with an ethereal figure and exquisite beauty, seemingly untouched by worldly concerns, held a long sword radiating a cool, celestial light, facing off against two equally powerful beings.

She is none other than Wang Shu, the Lord of the Moon Star, the Supreme Lord of the Moon!
Opposite her stood a demon god, his body engulfed in golden divine flames powerful enough to incinerate everything, holding in his hand an ancient lamp flickering with crimson divine fire. He was the [Sun Demon God].

The other demon god was shrouded in endless darkness and deathly silence, emanating an extreme cold that could freeze the soul; he was the [Taiyin Demon God].

"Hehehe..." The [Taiyin Demon God] let out a laugh as hot as the scorching sun.

"Wang Shu, we share the same origin in the Great Dao, both being manifestations of ultimate Yin and ultimate softness. Why must we fight to the death?"

The Sun Demon God laughed and said, "That's right. Why don't the three of us join forces, with Yin and Yang working together? When the Demon God True Realm is completed, we can jointly rule the Chaos and command Yin and Yang. Wouldn't that be wonderful?"

Upon hearing this, Wang Shu's cold, clear eyes, like the moon in the night, remained completely still.

She simply raised the immortal sword in her hand slowly, its tip pointing directly at the two of them, and said in a clear, cold voice:
"Which is stronger, the moon or the sun, will be revealed today."

"As for the harmony of Yin and Yang... do you even deserve it?"

A disagreement can escalate into another major battle!
Meanwhile, in another chaotic and desolate region filled with raging winds and turbulent currents, a thrilling chase is unfolding.

The Lord of the Styx, standing on the Twelfth Grade Karmic Fire Lotus and wielding the two supreme weapons of slaughter, Yuan Tu and Abi, relentlessly pursued the elusive figure ahead.

"You damned demon god, you're such a coward! If you've got the guts, don't run away!!" Styx roared murderously.

His greatest strength is head-on confrontation, and what he hates most are slippery opponents.

Ahead of him, the figure of the [Wind Demon God] moved gracefully through the raging chaotic air currents, as if taking a leisurely stroll.

He held a [Jingfeng Pearl] radiating a blue glow in his hand, a nonchalant smile on his face, and leisurely spoke:

"Death is like the wind, always with me."

"Friend, if you're so capable, then catch up with me."

"it is good!"

Suddenly, the Styx River stopped chasing.

He stopped, a strange smile appearing on his face.

With a sudden wave of his hand, a blood-red banner shot into the sky!

"Blood Sea Formation! Activate!"

In an instant, the entire chaotic wasteland was shrouded in endless blood and gore!

The Wind Demon frowned, stopped, and looked around warily.

All around, from the surging sea of ​​blood, one after another, blood-red figures identical to the Lord of the Styx slowly emerged.

Thousands upon thousands, boundless!
"Holy crap! You...you're the Blood Demon!" Upon seeing this, the [Wind Demon God]'s expression finally changed.

Without hesitation, he immediately summoned the [Jingfeng Pearl], transforming it into a gentle breeze as he prepared to escape.

Styx's face instantly darkened.

"You illiterate demon!"

"This is called the Blood God Child! Blood! God! Child!"

He roared and sacrificed all the Blood God's children.

boom--! ! !
A terrifying surge of blood engulfed everything in that instant!
The power of the self-destruction even blasted a huge hole in this chaotic wasteland!

"Tsk tsk tsk, always trying to commit suicide, they really have no sense of art at all."

On the edge of this destructive storm, a clear, cheerful, and languid voice quietly rang out.

Meng Wuyou, dressed in a beautiful, dreamlike red dress and holding a delicate, vibrant spider lily, walked gracefully and exquisitely at the boundary between reality and dreams.

She watched the "fireworks extravaganza" with great interest.

~~~
The flames of war across the myriad realms burned ever more fiercely.

The Great Luo was stained with blood, the universe collapsed, and on the long river of time, every wave reflected the rise and fall of civilizations and the fall of gods and demons.

With unprecedented determination and will, the sacred beings of the primordial world waged the most brutal battle against the demons.

The Phoenix Clan's rebirth fire is purifying one polluted star field after another.

The Dragon Clan's allied forces, amidst the surging Weak Waters, swept countless demons and gods into annihilation.

The Taiyin Divine Light of Wangshu and the Blood Sea Asura of the Styx River both became the inescapable nightmares of the Chaos Demons.

The battle seemed to have reached a fever pitch.

The attacks of the Chaos Gods were like an endless tide, wave after wave, fearless and seemingly without limit, their will indestructible.

However, beneath the surface of this tumultuous war that has swept across all time and space, the Chaos Gods have not lost their reason.

Those top-tier Chaos Gods who clashed with them on the battlefield, though still powerful and ruthless, lacked the most essential "true self" spiritual light in their Daoist aura.

They were more like puppets infused with powerful energy and fighting instincts.

"They are shedding their skin like cicadas."

Yu Chen Daojun's gaze pierced through the endless battlefield mist, landing on the more distant and deeper Sea of ​​Chaos Origin.

"All the noise has been left on stage, while the true protagonists have quietly retreated behind the scenes." The Supreme One's voice echoed in the past.

"They're about to take the most crucial step."

Xuan Qing spoke leisurely, showing no intention of stopping him.

Instead, he sat in the void with great interest, watching the Chaos Gods move.

Far from all battlefields, in the heart of absolute nothingness and deathly silence.

Here, there is no time, no space, no light, and no darkness.

Only the purest form, the "nothingness" before creation.

However, today, this eternally unchanging "nothingness" has been shattered by a powerful will that is strong enough to reverse the primordial chaos and recreate the world.

One after another, majestic figures, each exuding a different aura of the Great Dao, yet all equally filled with antiquity and vicissitudes, silently emerged from the void.

[The Demon God of Balance], [The Demon God of Wisdom], [The Demon God of Shadow], [The Demon God of Memory], [The Demon God of Fate], [The Demon God of Cause and Effect], [The Demon God of Reincarnation], [The Demon God of Creation]...

The new demon god and the old demon god each wield their own path, and they all converge here.

Their true forms each carried the seeds of the original world they had created, plundered, and perfected, as if embarking on the most sacred pilgrimage, arriving at this origin of creation.

In the center of them, the figure of the Heavenly Dao Spirit had already been standing there quietly.

His face no longer held its usual composure and calculation; instead, it displayed an almost fanatical devotion and excitement.

"My fellow countrymen."

His voice echoed in this void, filled with boundless magic: "Welcome to the prologue to the end, and also the beginning of a new life!"

He slowly opened his arms, and a colossal black altar, formed from the purest chaotic primordial demonic energy, suddenly appeared!

"Everyone, unleash your worlds!"

"Integrate all your great paths into it!"

"Let us witness together the birth of a great miracle that surpasses Pangu and all eras!"

As soon as he finished speaking, the [Space Demon God] let out a deep roar.

"Pangu imprisoned us with space, and today, I will use this endless space to forge the foundation for our path to freedom!"

He pushed the primordial world behind him forward with a jolt!
Luckily, he ran fast.

Otherwise, Yang Mei would have killed him.

Next up is the [Time Demon].

Of course, he was not referring to the time of day.

Rather, they are a new generation of demons created by the Chaos Demons.

They need the power of the Way of Time.

"Pangu used time to erase our existence, and today I will use this eternal time to weave our immortal crown!"

His river of time also rushed into the altar.

"Hahaha! Well said!"

A burst of laughter filled with scorching heat and rage rang out, and the figure of the [Fire Demon God] appeared.

His original world was like a star about to explode.

"That scoundrel Pangu thought he had created light, but little did he know that the ultimate light is the most thorough burning! Today, I will burn away all the false order he created!"

"The Pangu Era shall perish!"

"The Chaotic Era shall return to the world!"

"Chaos is eternal, and demons are immortal!"

One after another, the top Chaos Gods, carrying their deep-seated hatred for Pangu and their endless desire to recreate the glory of the Chaos Era, offered up their original worlds, which they had painstakingly created, without reservation!

boom! boom! boom!
The entire void was trembling violently!

Three thousand primordial worlds, varying in size and shape, yet all containing the complete laws of the Great Dao, like three thousand dazzling stars, one after another merged into that dark temple!
A brilliant light shone brightly on the Chaos Altar!
It is no longer a lifeless building, but has become a living, terrifying life form with three thousand different heartbeats!

Its interior, three thousand chaotic rivers of the Great Dao began to intertwine, collide, and merge wildly!
Earth, water, fire, and wind roared; yin, yang, time, and space twisted!
The thread of cause and effect has been severed, and the compass of fate is turning in reverse!

It was a creation-level, most primal, and most violent energy reaction!

"Not enough! Not enough!"

Suddenly, the voice of the Heavenly Dao Spirit resounded in the minds of all the demon gods, "This is just the beginning! Integrate your true spirit imprints into it as well!"

"We take our true spirits as our root, the three thousand Great Daos as our trunk, and the endless chaos as our soil!"

"Freeze—the World Tree!"

The moment the words fell, a point of the most essential true spirit light flew out from between the brows of all the Chaos Gods present, including the Heavenly Dao Spirit himself!

The light merged into the chaotic altar that was undergoing a frenzied fusion.

Om-! ! !
A deep, resounding boom, seemingly originating from the very source of the Great Dao, exploded in this void!
The pitch-black altar began to grow upwards at an unimaginable speed!
From its base, countless thick black roots sprouted, deeply penetrating the endless sea of ​​chaotic origin, frantically absorbing nutrients.

Its main body transformed into a colossal, towering black tree that reached the heavens and the earth!
The trunk of this tree is woven from three thousand different laws of the Great Dao, and is inscribed with the most ancient and most sinister chaotic runes.

Its branches and leaves are those three thousand primordial worlds that are constantly merging and evolving!

This is their ultimate creation—the Chaos World Tree!
At the very top of this towering World Tree, all energy, all the Great Dao, and all the laws converge at a single point.

There, a magnificent and dazzling new world, seemingly containing all the mysteries of the universe, is slowly taking shape from nothingness!
That world was crystal clear and flawless, like an eternal Dao fruit formed from the essence of the three thousand Great Daos!
"Did you see that? Did you see that?!"

"Pangu! Can you see this?!"

"The broken wilderness you painstakingly created, transforming yourself into all things, is utterly laughable and hideous before the collective wisdom of us all!"

"Hahaha! We did it! We're about to succeed!"

"I can feel it! Once this 'Dao Fruit' is fully mature, the true spirits of all of us will merge with it! At that time, we will be the True Realm, and the True Realm will be us!"

"Together we will take that final step and attain the eternal Great Dao of Primordial Chaos!"

Thoughts filled with madness and ecstasy were frantically communicating among the branches of the World Tree.

They had failed too many times and suppressed their feelings for too long.

And now, they finally see the light at the end of the tunnel!

At that moment, the [True Realm of Demon Gods] suspended at the top of the World Tree suddenly burst forth with a beam of light that pierced through the entire chaos!
Above the vast expanse of time and space, that magnificent, eternal, and immortal world began to slowly "transcend" upwards in an unstoppable manner!
It is breaking free from the shackles of chaos!

It is rising above all the heavens and myriad realms!

It aims to become the only "real" entity that stands on equal footing with, or even replaces, the Primordial True Realm!
The entire chaos was thrown into an unprecedented upheaval because of its transcendence!

The endless chaotic energy transformed into the most violent tide, crashing wildly towards the Primordial Realm.

This is the most instinctive rejection and absorption of the old world at the moment of the birth of the new world.

Sigrún has taught at the Iceland University of the Arts as a part-time lecturer since and was Dean of the Department of Fine Art from -. In – she held a research position at Reykjavík Art Museum focusing on the role of women in Icelandic art. She studied fine art at the Icelandic College of Arts and Crafts and at Pratt Institute, New York, and holds BA and MA degrees in art history and philosophy from the University of Iceland. Sigrún lives and works in Iceland.

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