From the God of Lies to the Lord of All Worlds

Chapter 157 What the state cannot give, the God will.
At the top of the huge rock, Freya and Lova, of course, didn't care about the two councilors' thoughts and continued to carry out the ritual as usual.

Although the essence is still to show off in front of people and to collect faith, the sacrifices are real, and what they want to do is real.

After collecting the faith, the next step is to settle scores with those people.

Less than 20 nautical miles from Malmö, a huge cargo ship was already on its way.

This is a cargo ship that is normal in most cases. The only unusual thing is that there is an air conditioner hanging on the container at the stern.

Bai Yang sat atop the container, watching everything below.

His eyes could see through things, so he clearly saw the scene inside the container—a scene of utter tragedy and unimaginable horror!

The interior of this container is not divided into individual spaces, but rather consists of boxes stacked horizontally, with the "goods" stuffed into these boxes and piled together.

The air was polluted, the stench was overwhelming, and all sorts of excrement was piled up inside; it was truly a scene of hell on earth.

But everyone in this space was sleeping, and even felt very peaceful sleeping there!

Compared to the ordeals they remembered, this hell in the shipping container was actually one of the few spaces where they could rest!

In their past experiences, sleep was a luxury, exhaustion was the norm, and beatings, hunger, and pain were the "marks" that accompanied them all the way.

"It's hard to imagine that humans would do something even worse than a demon to their own kind!" Bai Yang said with emotion. Killing someone is just a matter of beheading them, but for the people here, even dying is difficult.

Because they are commodities, in order to ensure the survival rate of the commodities, these people are equipped with monitoring systems. If their vital signs become unstable, they will be pulled over by the medical team stationed nearby to receive an injection.

"This is too cyberpunk..." Bai Yang looked at the scene and felt that this was surreal.

In this technologically advanced society, even human trafficking is so high-tech?

To reap the huge profits from this human trafficking operation, the people involved in this chain of interests have paid a heavy price: ventilation systems, medical teams, life stabilization devices...

It can be said that, apart from the people, everything is high technology.

They have clearly paid a huge price, yet they still refuse to give these poor people even the slightest bit of a better life!

“Because human life is worthless, but they have to keep these people alive!” Alvin said, his expression quite serious. “Your Majesty, we need to seek justice for them! What the state cannot give them, we will give them!”

"They will become incredibly steadfast providers of faith, and fanatical followers of the Aesir!"

Bai Yang nodded slightly, "Of course, of course! The essence of Norse mythology is that blood feuds must be avenged, that killing is endless, and that if you want war, we will give you war!"

"Perhaps we can let these poor people who have been captured decide the fate of these masterminds!"

As he spoke, he tapped the container twice, concentrating his wishes within it, causing many people to dream.

A good dream can delay the pain a little.

……

Half an hour later, at the beach in Libersburg, Malmö.

Reporters, internet celebrities, big bloggers, tourists...

Countless people surrounded the beach and the Øresund Bridge, setting up long lenses and microphones to monitor everything in the distance.

The local government, contrary to its previous procrastination, dispatched a helicopter and began a live broadcast!

The ritual continued despite being watched by so many cameras.

Freya raised her hand, and specks of blue light emanated from it, causing those with clear cameras to gasp in amazement once again!
"Descendant of Heimdall's bloodline, summon the Watcher of the Rainbow Bridge!"
This blood is not blood, but the urgent clarion call of Bougil!

She slowly sang ancient songs, leading everyone to kneel down.

Beside her, two girls, one big and one small, were holding two stone basins and standing there very seriously.

They were Freya and Percival's two daughters, temporarily serving as handmaids, since they couldn't find anyone else they trusted to do the job. The stone basins the two little girls carried contained frozen moss and volcanic powder, while Freya held mistletoe branches and raven eyes.

As the witch moved, the two objects soaked, floated, and spun in the stone basin, scattering a starlight-like glow in the eyes of everyone!

The light emanating from the runes was drawn out little by little from the boulder beneath her feet as she moved, and then, amidst the gasps of all the onlookers, pillars of ice rose from the surrounding sea!
"My goodness!"

"my Lord!"

"My Buddha!"

Exclamations of amazement filled the air; these ice bamboo stones that appeared out of thin air were yet another manifestation of a miracle!
The dazzling runes shone in everyone's eyes, and under Freya's wave, they intertwined into a network of light, making the witch seem to be suspended in the center of the network.

A special prayer came from her mouth:
Odin's single eye solidified again in the boiling bubbles.

Freya's golden tears crystallized in the vortex—

By the eternal, abundant sorrow of the Vanir gods,

"Let this place boil and produce a twelfth sun!"

As the prayer ended, a terrifying pillar of light suddenly shot into the sky in front of her, causing all three of them to turn their heads in surprise!
"Did you make this?" Freya glanced at Lova beside her, only to receive the same questioning look in return.

"I didn't do it, it wasn't me..." Lova shook his head. Of course he could do it too, but it would consume a lot of energy and wouldn't be worth it.

The next second, he felt a divine power spreading outwards, and his eyes immediately turned solemn. This was—a great being had descended!
Compared to those old gods next door who like to possess things at the drop of a hat, these Norse gods are obviously much more rugged, and the one in front of us has even descended directly in person!
The enormous pillar of light slowly dissipated, and a huge figure appeared on the shore. Its body, which was a hundred meters tall, made everyone around look up at it!
Lova acted swiftly. He looked at the being spreading divine power and bowed deeply, "Welcome to the mortal realm, Lord of Summer and Sea Breeze, Lord of Trade and Wealth—Your Majesty Njord!"

The giant nodded slightly, then stretched out his hand on the shore, guiding the vast amount of seawater, which, in everyone's sight, transformed into a giant chair to support his body.

Niold

When Lova uttered the name, the tourists on the beach didn't react, but the locals were all surprised and stared.

Niorden is not a rare name; on the contrary, it is an extremely common name in the Nordic region.

Sweden, Norway, Finland, and Iceland all have this place name named by God, and everyone knows what this name means!
"The god of summer, the ocean, storms, fisheries, navigation, and wealth! My goodness, he has appeared! Does this mean Ragnarok has ended and the gods have been revived?"

Some of the Swedish indigenous people had already slowly knelt down and begun their prayers!
Although many of them are still Christians, the sight of the figure that comes from their bloodline and above, the gods that belong to them, evokes strong emotions in them!
As I said before, if you have your own god to worship, why would you go and worship someone else's god?

Ancient beliefs began to swirl in their hearts, and ambiguous prayers were spread throughout the city!
That shift in faith even made Lova, standing on the stone, feel exhilarated!
Odin himself said that one-third of the faith came directly to him. The convergence of the power of faith made him feel incredibly comfortable, and he was even close to touching the shadow of igniting the divine fire!
But facing an embodiment of powerful divine strength, he dared not be disrespectful and said respectfully, "Your Majesty, do you have any decree?"

Niold lowered his head, gazing at the people before him, at the distant city, and even more so at the depths of the sea.

Then, a grand and majestic voice resounded in everyone's ears: "Those who plunder fishermen are guilty and shall be punished!"

A scene appeared in his hand: a ship, and inside a container on the ship, hundreds of men and women were crammed in like sardine cans.

The next scene shows a room where people are being slaughtered, women are being coerced, and human bodies are being hung up and selected like pork.

Another scene appears, this time not in a room, but in a fishing village by the sea, where a group of bearded men and black men are forcing a young girl from the beach into a car at gunpoint…

A huge uproar erupted on the beach. Everyone was stunned, and they all knew what was going on: this was... human trafficking!
“His Holiness Njord is the patron saint of fishermen, of course He wouldn’t stand idly by and watch such a thing happen…” someone murmured to himself, “Is this a divine blessing?”

"No, this is a warning from the gods!" the old man beside him exclaimed in horror. "How could the guardian deity of pirates and fishermen be a gentle being?"

Sure enough, the giant sat on a chair in the sea, a paddle appeared in his hand, and he directly stirred up a huge wave on the sea, which hovered in front of the city!

"The punishment period is one day! If you do not comply, the city will be destroyed! If you do not comply, the country will be annihilated!"

A colossal wave, accompanied by the words of God, swept through the city, unleashing terror!
With each swing of his arm, an immense power could be felt, and everyone was filled with fear and panic at his actions.

None of them expected that the first words spoken by this giant and god from Norse mythology would be to unleash destruction!

(End of this chapter)