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To put it nicely, the entire world R is an unknown land that has never been set foot by humans. All ecological nature is in an undeveloped original ecological state. To put it bluntly, it is just a ravine.

As humans develop and transform nature, an absurd statement has emerged, that is, nature without human interference is more beautiful and makes people yearn for it.

In fact, this is a taken-for-granted statement. If people really want to survive in a place that humans have never set foot on, they will be tortured to death by the muddy ground within three days. The randomly growing vegetation is like a natural maze, and the humidity is very strong.

Human beings can be said to be the most pretentious species. Rather than adapting to nature, which is a cowardly way of life, they prefer to transform nature and make their living environment comfortable and pleasant.

The best proof of this is [Road].

There's an old saying that goes, "There were no roads in the world until more people walked on them, and roads appeared." Countless people have walked the same path, turning the muddy ground into a solid road.

This behavior is completely opposite to that of normal wild animals. In order to survive, wild animals will hide their footprints as much as possible. Only humans will unconsciously or consciously walk out a flat path.

Perhaps some people would like to devote themselves to nature, but they still cannot change the instinct to transform nature that is engraved in their bones.

If you really enter the wilderness one day, your first reaction will probably be discomfort.

This is the world R today. In the entire world R, apart from the royal city of Asgard, there is a tribe built by elves in the nearby golden forest. Apart from that, there is no trace of humans.

This creates a rather awkward situation. Even the most outstanding pioneering strangers cannot explore the entire world R in one go. They need supplies, they need to rest, they need to record map information, and most importantly, they need save points.

But without camps, without human villages and towns, they would have to face two awkward situations.

First, they built the camp themselves, but this is not realistic. If there is no one in the camp to maintain the burning state of the campfire, the save point will soon become invalid.

And building a camp is not that simple. The construction process is not difficult, but it is quite time-consuming.

Second, calculate the time and move towards the nearest save point, which is Asgard, but this option will undoubtedly greatly reduce the efficiency of exploration and it is easy to get bored.

This is also why the exploration progress of World R is low.

Although the Giant Volcano Terrain and the Giant Snowfield Terrain in World L also have these problems, the first to arrive there are the exploration team strangers.

The actions of the strangers in the exploration team were quite standardized, and they were quite skilled in building temporary camps, post stations, and observation points.

In addition, there is the difficulty of exploration. The ultra-high and ultra-low temperature environments of the Giant Volcano and the Giant Snowfield are quite hellish, but exploring the terrain is relatively not difficult.

Giant volcanoes are mostly exposed rocks, while Giant snowfields are mainly snowy areas where you can use sleds and other tools.

Most importantly, the ecosystems of these two terrains are immediately distinct from known ecosystems, greatly increasing the interest of outsiders in exploration. World R, on the other hand, is rather ordinary, seemingly indistinguishable from the ecosystem of World U.

The result of this back and forth is that most of the maps of World R are blurry, with only a rough outline of the terrain.

After Blazer learned the details, he felt an itch on his head and felt like he was going to grow a brain.

These infrastructure issues were previously solved by [Hermes's Travel Hat] and Herbie, and they didn't even appear as problems.

But now all the manpower and material resources of [Hermes's Traveling Hat] are invested in the gem mines in World City and the Atlantis continent. In addition, there is also a financial alliance eyeing it covetously, so there is really no spare energy at all.

Therefore, the infrastructure of World R must be solved by the local kingdom, that is, Asgard.

As the king of Asgard, Blaze has good news and bad news.

The good news is that as the only kingdom in World R, Asgard's territory covers the entire World R. The bad news is that World R is a completely undeveloped map. Not to mention obtaining mining resources from it, even farming is impossible.

It is true that those unknown areas are gold and silver mountains, but if you want to develop these gold and silver mountains, you have to consume them first.

To make matters worse, Jasmine didn't want to help. She couldn't bring herself to train Blaze to be a giant baby who just had everything handed to him. So, despite her heartache, she still made up her mind to let Blaze worry about it on his own.

So, Blaze and Snake came to Asgard empty-handed using the teleportation tower. As soon as they stepped out of the tower's door, they were overwhelmed by a sense of desolation, and a few withered yellow leaves were blown across the street by the wind.

The buildings on the street are brand new, but they don’t have any signs of human life. The empty houses with no one living in them look like a ghost town, and no matter how luxurious they are, they still look weird.

He could sporadically see the villagers who used to live in Takama-ga-hara. After Takama-ga-hara was destroyed, they were taken to Asgard to live with ordinary Heroic Warriors who mistakenly entered Valhalla, and the Asgard branch of [Hermes's Brigade Cap].

It’s just that the number of villagers is too small for the huge Asgard. It’s better to say that they are wearing retro clothes and walking on the streets, making it seem like a supernatural event has occurred here.

"Is it that serious?"

Blaze licked his lips and subconsciously looked back, intending to let the chicken fly into the sky and use vision sharing to allow him to confirm the situation of the entire Asgard.

But when he turned around, he bumped into a dark and soft mass, followed by a cool feeling. Only then did he remember that he was being followed by a snake.

Although snakes can share vision with him, their eyesight is not as good as that of chickens. In fact, snakes' eyesight is a little poor. Often, they just stick behind him because they can't figure out the distance.

He touched his nose and turned his head back as if nothing had happened. He could feel that both the chicken and the snake were quite sensitive about the switching, although they had never shown it.

"Where are we going next?" Snake habitually placed his hands under Blaze's armpits, his fingertips flushed pink because of the heat he could feel through his clothes.

"To the Golden Palace."

The Golden Palace was where the gods of Asgard used to gather to discuss matters, but Odin once complained that although they said they were discussing matters, they were actually talking about Ragnarok every time.

The result is that the more they discuss it, the more afraid they become, and the more afraid they become, the more they discuss it. Before Ragnarok arrives, the gods of Asgard are already living and wailing in the shadow of Ragnarok.

Today, the Golden Palace still retains its past appearance, magnificent and golden, but has become extremely empty and quiet.

There was no one sitting on the throne, but there was a casually built desk under the throne, and a red figure was supporting his head and writing furiously.

Chapter 1819 The Bad Debts of the Age of Gods

Blaze was discovered as soon as he came in. He didn't try to hide. He walked casually behind the man and raised his hand to put it on the man's shoulder.

"My trapezius muscles have gotten a bit bigger. Is it because I keep my head down and keep the same position so often?"

"Then why don't you press it harder?"

"Isn't this enough strength?"

"not enough."

The only person who could sit in this golden palace was Marika, the acting king of Asgard. She tied her red hair into a bun at the back of her head. The heroic look she had as a knight disappeared, replaced by gentleness and maturity. The glasses on her face added a bit of intelligence.

"Thank you for your hard work." Blazer pressed Marika's shoulders with concern. He felt the hint of fatigue in Marika's eyes.

Marika already has a territory to manage, and it is the rather large and resource-rich Fast territory. Now she has to help him manage Asgard. Fortunately, there is a convenient means of transportation such as the teleportation tower, otherwise Marika would be exhausted just running back and forth.

She seemed to know what Blaze was thinking, and patted Blaze's hand without saying much, but everything was self-evident.

What Marika wanted to say was that if she continued to be so pretentious, she would see her in the arena.

"Alright, alright, I won't waste my words. The situation in Asgard is not good. I don't think there are many people here."

"The flow of people is decreasing. It's as bustling as it was when it first opened, and now it's as deserted. For strangers, this world has so many interesting places, and the number is constantly increasing. The most important thing is..."

Marika rarely showed a helpless smile.

“The residents’ attitude is bad.”

The residents naturally refer to the heroic warriors.

Although strangers are not the type who like to be lavishly complimented, no one would refuse sincere thanks.

Most strangers will receive kind smiles from residents when walking on the streets. Even if some strangers don't care, they will get used to it over time and feel happy physically and mentally.

But Asgard is different. Except for the ordinary Einherjar who mistakenly entered Valhalla, the other Einherjar are basically quite rude and barbaric warriors. They are arrogant and extremely proud of the status they obtained after entering Valhalla. They look down on all those who cannot enter Valhalla equally.

Among them, the blessed are the main objects of contempt by the heroic warriors. No matter how terrible the power of the blessed is, it cannot change the fact that the blessed will eventually die of old age and are destined to enter the underworld of Helheim.

As we all know, in the culture of the World Tree, Helheim is a trash can and those who enter Helheim are inferior people.

It is easy to imagine how a heroic warrior would look at a stranger. A heroic warrior with some qualities would probably look at a stranger with pity.

“Sometimes, even though a new era has arrived, many people are still living in the old era.” Marika took off her glasses, blew on the lenses, and then picked up a handkerchief to wipe them.

"Even if you smash their heads with your fists, it will be difficult for them to change their deeply ingrained ideas, not to mention that they will come back to life and learn nothing from it."

"Isn't that the mess left by Odin?" Blaze leaned forward, resting his chin on Marika's shoulder, and put his arms around Marika's neck and picked up the documents on the table.

The above are all troubles caused by the Heroic Warriors, such as the Heroic Warriors eating a free meal and planning a duel.

This duel was the result of Marika's formulation of some basic laws, otherwise the Heroic Warriors would have just picked up their knives and chopped each other.

Strictly speaking, this is not the Einherjar's fault; they have always been like this, and there is nothing wrong with this in their culture.

This was a bad move made by Odin after he knew about Ragnarok. From the moment he saw the ending, the entire brilliant civilization was used to prepare for Ragnarok.

Humans, who should have created an infinitely brilliant culture, turned into beasts for the so-called glory and distorted their concept of good and evil. They believed that as long as they died in battle and entered Valhalla, they would be considered just. People born in such an environment would naturally continue such a distorted culture.

The result is that now, heroic warriors who only know how to kill and have immortal bodies are unable to continue civilization, let alone manage a city.

"Don't you have a high reputation here? Give them orders."

"It's not that simple. The secret to maintaining the stability of an organization is not to issue orders that will make subordinates feel disgusted and resist." Marika tilted her head and buried her face in Blaze's silver hair, reaching out to rub it.

"I have made several attempts step by step, enacted several laws, and each time I had to face a rebellion from the Einherjar."

"So~"

Marika exerted force and pulled Blaze from behind to the front, letting Blaze sit on the table. The cold and powerful leader of the Knights blinked mischievously.

"I can't stand it anymore. I'll leave it to you."

"Let me beat up the Einherjar?"

Blaze touched his chin. He didn't reject this idea.

Although the Heroic Warriors are ferocious and barbaric due to cultural issues, the opposite is also quite simple. Strength can be respected, killing can be honored, and the mechanism for entering Valhalla is to fight to the death...

If you beat him to death, he will thank you for giving him a glorious fight.

"I don't have any problem with that, but I don't want to force the Heroic Warriors to change their minds."

Jasmine hopes that he can solve Asgard's problems on his own, so he has to give Jasmine a satisfactory answer.

It is not possible to forcibly change the ideas of the heroic warriors. If someone puts himself in their shoes and tells him that being a helpful good person is evil and against the law, he will definitely trace the source of this idea and destroy the birthplace of this law.

The fact that Marika’s several attempts to make changes only led to rebellion is telling, so instead of forcing changes, it’s better to compromise.

Blaze wiped his face and imitated Kurene's evil smile. He tried to imitate Kurene's usual evil thoughts and think about how Kurene would deal with this group of heroic warriors.

Snapped--

Blazer snapped his fingers. The best way to deal with this group of reckless men who only thought about fighting to the death was to let them fight to the end, and then make some small changes in concepts to make their brute force become his own tool.

However, the prerequisite for this is to subdue these heroic warriors with fists first.

Chapter 1820 Quick Surrender

Valhalla, one of the core areas of Asgard, is a place where the heroic warriors of the Undead Legion enjoy barbecue and wine and bask in glory.

Valhalla has been more lively recently than ever before because they participated in the Ragnarok War and survived.

In the past, surviving a war was not a good thing, because it might mean missing the opportunity to enter Valhalla.

But the battle of Ragnarok is different. Only Ragnarok is special because it is the end of everything. Not to mention the glory of Valhalla, even the entire World Tree and the Nine Realms will be destroyed in it, and the future will no longer exist.

Everyone who enters Valhalla knows that they will face Ragnarok, and every Valhalla warrior is fearless, but no Valhalla warrior dares to boast that he can survive after Ragnarok.

Now they have survived. Although they are not fighting against the enemy in the prophecy, the enemy they are facing is even more terrifying. This is undoubtedly a battle of honor, and it is not an exaggeration to hold banquets for several days and nights to celebrate.

As the king of Asgard, Blaze can naturally enter and exit Valhalla at will. As soon as he enters, he is greeted by the rich aroma of wine and barbecue, as well as the loud laughter of the Valhalla warriors.

He could understand. After all, Ragnarok was a huge stone weighing on the hearts of the Heroic Warriors, and it had been weighing on them from the Age of the Gods until the new era. It was not surprising that they indulged themselves a little.

And don't be fooled by the Einherjar's drunken appearance, their courage is unquestionable, and they showed no fear when facing Tiamat's eleven beasts and Tiamat's corpse.

Although Blaze wanted to keep a low profile among the Heroic Warriors first and collect some intelligence before taking action, his and Snake's identities really made it impossible to keep a low profile.

The King of Asgard and the venomous snake Nidhogg, who were almost touching each other, walked into Valhalla. The noisy banquet came to an abrupt end the moment they entered. All the heroic warriors turned around and looked at the two of them at the same time.

"What are you looking at me doing?"

Blaze's expression remained unchanged as he picked up the wine glass on the table very naturally.

"Keep playing the music and dancing! You've spent countless years preparing for Ragnarok, and now you've finally won. Can't you enjoy yourself?"

The Einherjar didn't say anything, but stared at Blaze, their eyes like fan-shaped diagrams, filled with confusion, contempt, awe, and a hint of rebellion.

The Heroic Warriors are absolutely loyal to Odin. They are the wise men who discovered the mysteries of runes, the first sacrificers, and the founders of Valhalla, who bestowed upon them supreme glory.

This undead army was created by Odin.

As for the second generation One-Eyed Balder, the Einherjar were equally loyal. Balder's act of usurping the throne and betraying the throne was shameful, but Balder had sat on the throne of the Golden Palace for countless years, and the Einherjar had launched countless challenges and died countless times.

The power of the second-generation One-Eye Balder is overwhelming, and only a destined death can kill him. Even this group of mindless barbarians who can resurrect infinitely know fear and obedience.

As the third generation, Blaze has not yet gained the loyalty of the Heroic Warriors.

What is very subtle is that Valhalla is a holy temple in the eyes of the heroic warriors, and entering or leaving it without approval is not the right choice.

Blaze picked up the [Eye of Athena] and put it on his head. The goggles made up of countless hexagons were activated. He twisted his neck and a loud bang was heard.

"bring it on."