From the God of Lies to the Lord of All Worlds

Chapter 411 The Truth About the Altar!
The order of this funeral was also agreed upon by the three religions. They are the main figures in this funeral, and it is also a place where all countries in the world tacitly approve of their spread of their faith.

Therefore, their funeral was also a huge publicity event.

Unexpectedly, the Vatican, as the first to hold a funeral, sneaked out right away, not only calling in its own elder brother, but also performing a divine descent, with the gates of heaven appearing. That was truly shameless!
To seize faith, they've lost all sense of shame?

Freya's face darkened. These Papacy guys have been around for so many years, and they're still as shameless as ever. It's wishful thinking to expect them to restrain themselves!
Especially since that old man is still there and shows no sign of leaving, he is probably the most important person here to discuss this matter, and the others may not be important at all.

"Fortunately, we weren't unprepared this time!" Freya thought to herself.

They're all religions, everyone knows each other. This large-scale propaganda campaign has made the entire Assadian religion and the five Nordic countries aware of it, and this is their best opportunity!

Because of the previous information blockade, the Assadian religion, which should have been developing rapidly, was confined to a corner of Northern Europe.

This is certainly a bad thing. Assadian religion, due to its spread in the Nordic lands, will also be trapped in the coldness of this land. Even though they have recently had some contact with Germany, they are not a real major power after all, and their lack of influence in the public sphere still makes them seem very powerless.

Therefore, they also attach great importance to this matter. As long as this event is well publicized, the faith of the entire Aesir and even the Norse pantheon will no longer need to be relied upon for many years to come!

They will truly step onto this enormous stage and become the real players!
So, Freya also raised her hand, and threw the mistletoe in her hand into the pile of junk in front of her. Of course, this was not junk, but the remains of monsters killed by the Viking warriors!

Behind her stood the new Viking warriors, the chosen warriors of the Aesir, wielding swords, shields, and axes, striking the ground and playing the war song of the Norse!
"The blood of the soldiers,"

Flowing towards the Gates of Valhalla!

Valkyrie's Kiss
Sprinkle it upon every heroic soul!
Today I will offer you my blood instead of honey wine, to invite you to a feast of eternal war!

As the words fell, the sky, which should have been bright, changed. The color of blood stained the entire sky, and snowflakes fell at that moment, turning into the most real snowflakes, drifting around everyone.

In the snowflakes, it seems as if ancient folk songs are being sung, and everyone is searching for their place in the song!
Behind her, the Viking warriors sang: "Drink up! This blood shall be our guiding star!"

Swords and shields became instruments, and battle cries became songs, creating a magnificent farewell song in the eyes of all the spectators!
"Look at the horizon, what's that?" someone exclaimed.

Everyone looked up and saw the aurora borealis on the distant horizon, appearing against the red snow—a phenomenon that seemed out of place in the Caribbean!

At the far end of the aurora, an even more peculiar beam of light extended out, transforming into iridescent light that made the eight skeletal warhorses on it shine brilliantly!
An infinite light swept in, melting everything in the blizzard and, for the first time, causing light to surge from beneath the dark surface of the sea before us.

It was a peculiar shadow, radiating a hazy light, blooming in this sea area!

On the Vatican's side, Angus was dumbfounded, because behind this light he saw something more: three women flying in the sky, riding three celestial horses, were slowly descending!

He glanced at the old man beside him again. In the conversation just now, he learned the old man's identity. He was St. Peter, one of the twelve apostles of Jesus, who was already a very powerful saint. So why did the other party bring three Valkyries?
Moreover, these three Valkyries weren't from the lower realm; instead, they seemed to have come to greet someone.
What's going on? Are the Norse pantheon and the Aesir gods about to wipe out the land?
This scene made Lova, who had been watching, suddenly look up. "Is...is His Majesty Badr?"

He could sense this light, which was almost identical to that of the World Tree, and the only one capable of emitting such light was Baldr!
Upon hearing this, the three gods beside him all looked up. Fisher, watching this scene, found it strange. "Is this how your gods make their entrance? What kind of god is Baldr?"

Lova turned sharply to stare at him. "When you meet the chief god, please address him as Your Majesty! Because he is the god of light, and also the child of His Majesty Odin and Queen Frigg, the future god-king of this pantheon!"

Upon hearing this, the three otherworldly gods understood. So this was the true second generation of this pantheon!
The future God-King, what a terrifying term! That means he must at least possess immense divine power in the future, right?
The three Valkyries appeared in the sky, dancing and chanting around the enormous phantom of light:
"Rise! Lord of Light, God of Spring and Joy, God of War, Valiant Prince!"

This sea is not your final resting place.

Rather, it is your place of rebirth! Awaken, God of Light!

The war songs and dances seemed to occupy the entire sky, and at this moment, the somewhat confused illusory light solidified completely, transforming into an incredibly real body!
“What a dream, Skuld?” the figure said.

“Yes, Your Majesty Baldr, your dream has ended! The God-King needs your return!” the leading Valkyrie said softly. “Welcome back!”

As the light and shadow dissipated, the enormous photon body vanished, leaving behind a handsome and radiant male god who was observing everything around him.

He calmly swept his gaze across everyone's faces, then seemed to understand everything. "Hmm... So, it's been a thousand years, right? It seems we won the war. I didn't sense any extraterrestrial evil god's presence..."

His gaze clearly swept over the gods in the sky, causing the three divine avatars to feel immense pressure in an instant!

Powerful divine power! This is clearly powerful divine power! Have they witnessed the resurgence of powerful divine power?

So, are the Aesir gods really that powerful? And all that immense divine power is just the son of the God-King? Such power is unimaginable!
The solidified reality intensified the powerful ideological imprint of this world on the minds of the three deities, but it also brought even greater surprise and joy to the people of reality.

On America's fleet, Professor Margaret's face flushed with a sickly redness. "That's right! I guessed right! There really are divine things buried here! No, there are gods buried here!"

"It's Baldr! This is indeed the place where the Aesir gods reside. I guessed right!"

She had analyzed the problem here using those materials before, and she didn't expect that it was really as she guessed. There was a hidden trick from Norse mythology here, or even a hidden trick, but a god!

Is a deity hidden here, or perhaps the chief god of Norse mythology?
This exaggerated turn of events astonished everyone! It also caused the old man beside Angus to slowly stand up, fly into the air, and come to Baldr's side.

“Long time no see, Badr!” the old man said.

“It has indeed been a long time, Peter!” Bader said, sounding delighted to run into an old friend so soon after waking up. “It seems the battle is over, and even you have made it out of Heaven?”

“Yes, it’s over. Otherwise, you wouldn’t have been resurrected, right?” the old man said softly. “It’s just that you woke up a little too late. Your warriors and our believers are all buried in this land…”

“Our warriors?” Badr paused, looked up at the ocean, and then, seeing something, smiled. “More than a thousand years ago, to achieve victory, I sacrificed myself, sealing eight otherworldly deities of destruction here. Poseidon wrote the annotations for me, and Kukulkan bestowed blessings upon me…”

"All sacrifices were worthwhile for victory!" Baldr said. "The gods even sacrificed themselves to win, and so we succeeded! Are those foreign gods all dead?"

"Yes, they're all dead! We've fulfilled our promise. You were in charge of the main battle, and we were in charge of cleaning up the mess—these are the bodies of the two who escaped!"

Under the watchful eyes of the world, this special ancient agreement is presented to everyone!
In the eyes of Earthlings, a scene originating from ancient times slowly began to unfold...

It turns out that the gods were not all in conflict, but rather fought against the same enemy in a much more distant era, a battle that has continued to this day.

But in the eyes of the three gods who came to this world from the continent of Dylan, this was the more crucial matter. What was this terrifying force that even such a powerful pantheon needed to unite to fight against?
Could this terrifying existence pose a threat to the continent of Dylan?

Under everyone's watchful eyes, an even more ancient story seems to be being told!

(End of this chapter)