Mythical Scroll Artist: Starting with the God of Wealth, Zhao Gongming

Chapter 393 The Appearance of Light - Baldr

At that moment, Wu Xian felt his scalp tingle and his heart pound like a drum.

His gaze was fixed on the dignified beauty on the stage, and beside her stood the statue of Baldr, the god of light from Norse mythology.

Unlike the scrolls I had previously recognized.

The statue of the God of Light, Baldr, before us is flawless. Its appearance, attributes, power, and even its overall demeanor are impeccable.

Like all the scrolls in his possession, it belongs to the kind with a naturally complete background concept.

But here's the problem.

He came from another time and carries with him the great cultural heritage of his previous life, which is why he possesses these naturally complete ideas for painting scrolls.

The indigenous people of the scroll world are theoretically unlikely to create scrolls that perfectly match the standard answers.

"Could it be that……?"

At this moment, Wu Xian even had an urge to go on stage and give the secret code.

Of course, it could also be a situation similar to that of "Jump Sister".

But in either case, he took it very seriously.

After all, whether it's Sister Jump or Teacher Yu Boling, who was inspired by the "Demon of Knowledge and Truth," they are both deities he doesn't understand.

But the beautiful woman in front of me is different; she represents the Norse mythology system from my previous life.

This is also the fundamental reason why Wu Xian suspects that the other party is the same kind of person as him.

"Is it the calling of Baldr, the god of light?"

Wu Xian pondered silently, his heart unable to find peace for a long time.

No, the other party only released [Baldr], and may not have actually been inspired by Baldr.

Looking at Baldr on the arena, he was absolutely perfect. Even if he were to personally take the plunge, he might not be able to capture that intense Norse mythology style.

It was a handsome man whose face shone like the sun, his features obscured, and he was completely wrapped in a golden robe.

It has a pair of wings made of white light on its back.

Sunlight naturally shone on Badr, making him radiant.

The woman had already trained her to the seventh level of the Golden Scroll, clearly indicating that she had come prepared.

"That golden scroll gives me... a feeling that it's not simple," Sister Jump and Master Sister said in unison.

Wu Xian took a deep breath and nodded solemnly, "She's definitely not simple. Does anyone know where this girl comes from?"

Upon hearing this, Sister Jump immediately inquired with the higher-ups at the Mechanical Dojo.

Soon after, they successfully obtained the woman's general information.

“Shiwei’er, 21 years old, is the daughter of the governor of a small independent province in the Northern Region,” Tang Tiaotiao reported. “She studied at the Divine Capital Dojo for a year, but suddenly dropped out for some reason.”

"Shiwei'er?"

Wu Xian murmured softly, gazing at the elegant and poised young woman on the stage.

He studied at the Shen Du Dojo for a year, but suddenly dropped out for some reason.

It seems that during his year of advanced studies at the Shen Du Dojo, he received a call from the Norse gods through some fortuitous opportunity.

As for whether he might also be a time traveler like him, that remains to be verified.

Turning their attention to the delegation from the Divine Capital Dojo, Yang Wudi and the others were indeed shocked, looking at [Light-Badr] on the stage as if they had seen a treasure.

The key point is that Shirley once studied at their Shen Du Dojo.

"Such pure light energy, this...this..." Yang Wudi was excited. "Find out why this girl dropped out of school. If I find out someone was behind it, I'll skin them alive!"

Unfortunately, such a top-notch prospect dropped out of school.

This shouldn't happen normally.

In his view, Shirley, simply by virtue of being the Goddess of Light, was enough to make her the representative figure of their Divine Capital Dojo.

It's not impossible that she could even become the goddess of their Divine Capital Dojo. Soon after, the middle-aged man next to him quickly found out the details of what happened back then: "It seems she had to drop out of school because of illness."

"Sick?" Yang Wudi's expression was strange. "What kind of illness? Could it be some kind of intractable disease caused by the distortion and pollution?"

The middle-aged man shook his head. "The information says it's depression, a mental illness."

"depression?"

Yang Wudi was stunned.

……

On the arena of the Radiant Knights, the two sides announced their names to each other, and a great battle was about to break out.

On one side is a mechanical embodiment representing the power of light, and on the other side is a divine embodiment representing light.

The battle between the two sides was literally blindingly bright, illuminating the entire Mech Gym and even most of Mech City.

With a wave of his hand, Baldr of Light condensed sunlight into an energy javelin. As he tossed it into the air, beams of sunlight in the sky transformed into identical javelins.

In an instant, javelins rained down from the sky.

The Light Riders were equally formidable, defending and dodging while their domain of light enveloped the entire arena.

Dazzling orbs of light appeared above the arena, surging with beams of energy like electric currents.

The scene was completely white, making it impossible to see the specific battle situation on the stage.

I do not know how long it has been.

When the light on the arena faded, the two embodiments of the power of light still could not determine a winner.

Moreover, neither side sustained any serious injuries.

Because wherever there is light, both sides have a continuous source of power, and unless they fight until nightfall, it is impossible to determine a winner.

The Mechanical Dojo didn't care about the Scroll Master, and immediately declared an even defeat, gifting Shiver a Scroll Master as a gift.

Thus, the 12-day riding challenge came to a successful conclusion.

There's a lot of discussion about Shirley online.

Meanwhile, the various factions present were also secretly inquiring about Shiwei'er's situation, hoping to win her over to their side.

"My dear disciple, do you think this girl might come to our Underworld Club?" Xue Lingling was clearly also considering recruiting her.

"Why not give it a try? What if they're willing?"

Wu Xian watched as Shi Wei'er floated down to the public seats below, pondering how to strike up a conversation with her.

However, based on current observations, Shiweier does not seem to be a "time traveler".

Otherwise, the other party would definitely pay special attention to him.

After all, Wu Xian has already released many scrolls that represent the Chinese mythological system, and even the Talos from Greek mythology.

If the other party were a time traveler, it would be impossible for them not to recognize them.

While everyone was secretly watching and discussing Shivir, the Mechanical Dojo Invitational Tournament entered its next stage.

Saintess Tang Tiaotiao rose again and went on stage to announce the next big surprise.

Just when everyone thought the Twelve Sky Riders, the God of Mechanical Creation, and the Master of the Scroll were already impressive enough, the Mechanical Gym dropped another bombshell.

"Next, our Mechanical Gym will open the divine realm of the great god of mechanical creation, the Heart of Creation, to the public for the first time."

After saying this, the twelve celestial riders on the field took off into the air and took up positions in the twelve directions.

Twelve different colored divine lights converged together and condensed into a sci-fi-style "space gate" in the sky above the venue.

"Within the heart of creation, there are many trials left by the god of mechanical creation, and young talents from all walks of life are welcome to take on the challenge."

"If you are fortunate enough to gain the approval of the God of Mechanical Creation, you may be able to obtain the [Divine Forging] from the great God of Mechanical Creation!"

(End of this chapter)