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Three hours later, Blaze sat on the throne in the Golden Palace, supporting his chin with his right hand, looking down at the loyal heroic warriors who were kneeling on one knee in unison and offering their loyalty to him, and nodded with satisfaction.

Because the process was too violent, Jasmine made slight modifications to what Blaze saw through the goggles of the Eye of Athena.

The splattered blood and organs became colored strips used in birthday celebrations, the screams and smell of blood became the chirping of birds and the fragrance of flowers, and a scoring function was added.

Blaze fought in Valhalla for three hours without showing mercy and without avoiding the use of [Fatal Execution]. The only restriction was probably that he could not use weapons.

Blaze, clad in black armor, is like a ferocious beast in human form. Each of his attacks is a [Visceral Critical Hit x Fatal Execution], so each of his punches can make the Heroic Warrior explode like a balloon.

Even if the resurrected heroic warriors knew that he was going to hit them with a devastating punch and took a defensive stance in advance, it would be useless. His fist was so ferocious that it could penetrate armor, bones, and muscles.

The result was that all the Einherjars were subdued, a speed that was definitely faster than Balder's time. It was obvious that Balder was probably too lazy to pay attention to the Einherjar attacking him, and would only attack randomly when he felt a little interested.

Blaze really felt that getting to know them one by one was too slow, so it would be better to just have a good chat about the common topic of the Heroic Warriors - fighting, and communicate with each other with their fists.

But the Einherjar's mouth was truly foul, and he actually told him to go home and drink his mother's milk. Blaze made the Einherjar pay the price for shouting that, sending his head into another man's ass.

"If anyone has any objections to me sitting here, please feel free to raise them. We can continue our discussion inside the arena."

Of course, the Einherjar had no objection, as long as Blaze had the power worthy of the King of Asgard. As for his character, it was not within their consideration.

Blaze waited for ten seconds, and seeing that none of the heroic warriors below requested suicide, he nodded with satisfaction.

At any other time, he would definitely choose to reason, but reasoning with the Heroic Warriors would only earn them contempt, so it would be better to give orders directly.

"Ahem." Blaze coughed forcefully twice, then thought for a moment before saying, "I think everyone should be familiar with Asgard's current situation. Apart from anything else, its prosperity is probably not even as good as that of an ordinary village. Does anyone here have any thoughts?"

"Go grab it!"

"Burn down the rest!"

"Stop, stop, stop!" Blaze covered his face helplessly. Marika, who was sitting below, showed a helpless expression. It was obvious that this was not the first time she heard this answer.

Marika has rolled up her sleeves, ready to use her fists to teach her a lesson.

"Everyone, listen to me. There is definitely more than one way to achieve prosperity. Plunder and destruction are the most despicable methods."

Blaze waved his hand. Changing the Heroic Warriors' ideas would definitely not be done overnight, and the best way to change them was definitely not to teach the Heroic Warriors how to do things, but to lead them to do it directly.

Chapter 1821 Kullene's Routine

Looking at the heroic warriors below who were enthusiastically offering all kinds of methods of burning, killing and looting, Blaze couldn't help but complain that Odin was somewhat unrestrained in his diet.

In order to obtain an undead army that can compete with Hela's army of the dead during Ragnarok, Odin declared that all the dead in battle can be welcomed into Valhalla by the Valkyries to enjoy eternal life, endless barbecue and wine, and the glory of fighting during Ragnarok.

But this requirement of "dying in battle" is really abstract and arbitrary. As long as you die in battle, it is enough. Even if you die as a bandit in burning, killing, and looting, it is considered a death in battle and you can still enter Valhalla.

Fortunately, there is endless life and time in Valhalla, allowing these heroic warriors to learn combat skills from each other, so that this army used in Ragnarok will not become a mob.

Don't expect the average quality to rise just because the combat skills have improved. As an undead army, Odin's only requirement is absolute loyalty, and the Einsatzgruppen meet this condition.

Therefore, there is no point in communicating with the heroic warriors. What they need is the next glorious battle.

"In World R, on this land shrouded in the glory of Asgard, a destructive beast is wreaking havoc, gazing upon Asgard. We must destroy it."

The heroic warriors who had just been arguing about how to rob the treasure and which city to target immediately raised their weapons and let out fanatical war roars.

“Ohh ...

They don't need to know the reason, or even who the enemy is, they just need to know that the next war is coming.

Sweeter than wine and more delicious than barbecue is the next war.

For the Undead Legion, the best way to celebrate victory in one war is to start the next one.

"This is our target." Blaze took out the bounty for Destroyer Fortress.

"It stands 100 meters tall, weighs over 10,000 tons, possesses exceptional mobility, and is equipped with incredibly ferocious firepower. It's the last of a series of mobile fortresses said to be capable of destroying the world if only nine of them were built. It's been rated as a nation-destroying threat!"

"Oh oh oh--"

The heroic warriors became even more fanatical. The stronger the enemy, the more excited they became.

Seeing that the atmosphere was almost right, Blaze got to the point, which was how to use this group of barbarians who only knew how to fight and wanted to fight to become the cornerstone of the prosperous city of Asgard.

"For this, we must send out the fastest Heroic Warriors to capture it, or rather, to directly attack it!"

Blaze originally wanted to say that they wanted to collect intelligence, but when he thought about the fact that Asgard had Heimdall, the guardian of the Nine Realms, who could monitor and listen, he guessed that the Heroic Warriors would not be too interested in collecting intelligence.

If they were to take on a mission that had nothing to do with combat, or even required them to refrain from combat, I imagine the Einherjar would start shirking responsibility. But if it came to delivering the first blow to the Fortress of Destruction, then...

"Me, me, me! My legs are so fast!"

"Nonsense, I'm much faster than you!"

The heroic warriors immediately began to recommend themselves. If this was not the Golden Palace, these heroic warriors would probably have to fight first.

In the eyes of the Einherjar, everything can be simply distinguished by whether it is a war, and then further divided on the basis of war, that is, honor in war.

In a war, whoever strikes the first blow, who strikes the last blow, and who inflicts the greatest damage are the criteria for determining who wins the honor.

Now comes the honor of striking the first blow.

The Einherjar argued endlessly, and finally set their sights on Blaze, who had made a decision.

This is the greatest advantage of the Einherjar army: absolute loyalty.

"Let me think about it. I'm an open-minded person. It's obviously inappropriate for me to decide who runs the fastest. How about being fair and having a competition among you and selecting the 10 fastest runners?"

"But in order to facilitate the race, we need a relatively spacious track, so everyone go pave the road."

The Heroic Warriors' simple brains began to think, [Pave the way - to see who is the fastest - the fastest person can deliver the first blow - the first blow will officially start the war to destroy the Fortress of Destruction].

Blaze's proposal was approved by all the Heroic Warriors.

Blazer nodded with satisfaction. A city's economic development often begins with a wide road. There are quite a few wide roads in Asgard, but outside Asgard is just a wilderness.

There is no way around this. Before Balder was killed by him, Asgard was a kingdom suspended in the sky.

Hebi has wanted to build a road for a long time, but her biggest mistake was to recruit heroic warriors as workers while pretending to be a conscientious businessman who guaranteed fair trade.

How could the Heroic Einherjar be willing to do such a thing? They would accept the money given by Herbie, but they would never work. They would even covet the merchandise of [Hermes' Traveling Cap] and rob it directly. For a while, Herbie was so angry about the Heroic Einherjar's asshole behavior that he had a stomachache, couldn't sleep at night, and muttered that the Heroic Einherjar were ungrateful.

Blaze is different. He learned from Cyrene and asked the Einherjar to work for free. They would also thank him for giving them the opportunity to work for free and even cheer for him.

"Okay, the warriors with great strength, ahem, immense strength, will take their powerful hammers and practice smashing their enemies on the ground. Those skilled in throwing weapons will practice with bricks, and some will uh... dig trenches."

"A truly invincible army never fights unprepared battles! Facing an enemy like the Destroyer Fortress, we must have trenches to restrict its movement!"

"Go, Einherjar, for the glory of Asgard!"

Blaze waved his hand, and the heroic warriors set off in a mighty procession.

Marika looked at Blaze in surprise.

"When did you become so good at fooling people, ahem, and talking so well?"

"Just fool people if you want to, why do you have to embellish it?" Blaze raised his hand and pinched Marika's cheek.

"As the saying goes, 'Birds of a feather flock together.' I copied this from Cyrene of Hermes's Traveling Hat. If you don't think it's good, I won't learn from her anymore."

"I don't care what you're like." Marika paused, then added, "Remember to take the good and discard the bad. It's better not to learn his flowery words."

"Then I can't learn it. Kullene's oral skills are a high-end operation that requires a lot of experience and knowledge." Blaze shrugged and took Marika's hand as they walked towards the exit of the Golden Palace.

"Let's go and see how efficient the Einherjar are at work."

"If this works, then Asgard's development won't be a problem."

Chapter 1822: Trapped

In Hebi's words, the Einherjar are barbarians, bandits, and brainless bastards, but once they decide on something, they will persevere and see it through to the end.

Just as they now believe that paving the way can gain honor, they will persevere in paving the way without doubting whether there are lies in it.

To be honest there is no lie in it, Blaze learned it from Cyrene, who is a trickster god, a trickster of the highest order.

The best liar will not tell fictitious lies, he will only tell the truth, so his lies will be impeccable.

Under the scorching sun, the Heroic Warriors wielded shovels and dug a kilometer-long ditch. Then the Heroic Warriors wielded hammers to solidify the ditch. Then, more Heroic Warriors threw bricks into it like darts, and a brand new road appeared.

Several heroic warriors who were good at speed ran a few steps on it and showed comfortable expressions. The comfort brought by the flat road is not comparable to that of the muddy field.

Blaze nodded with satisfaction. If the project wasn't too big, he would have planned to have the Heroic Warriors flatten a few mountains and pave a large flat ground.

"Heroic Einherjar, begin the competition. The winner will have the honor of being the first to strike the first blow against the Fortress of Destruction!"

"Oh oh oh-"

The Heroic Warriors immediately roared with excitement and started a fair race.

There are a lot of Heroic Elves, and if every one of them were to participate, it would take an indefinite amount of time. Fortunately, the Heroic Elves are quite honest about honor, and those who are sure they cannot win did not participate.

In the end, there were less than a hundred participants, and 10 heroic warriors who were awarded the honor of delivering the first strike were quickly selected.

The ten men held their heads high and chests puffed out, their faces full of enthusiasm.

At Blaze's command, the ten men disappeared like sharp arrows.

"What are you thinking about?" Marika came to Blaze's side and asked in a cold voice.

Blaze knew what Marika was asking. These ten heroic warriors were destined to die and come back.

They didn't even know where the Fortress of Destruction was, and they just rushed out empty-handed. No matter how fast they were, they were still like headless flies, unless they were fast enough to travel around the entire world.

“You can’t teach people, but you can learn things once you teach them.”

"If I told them they needed to build outposts, set up camps, and resupply supplies, they definitely wouldn't listen. They're immortal heroic warriors who can be resurrected even after death, and they haven't felt hunger or fatigue in countless years."

"Most importantly, they've almost forgotten what real war is like."

If you think about it carefully, you will know that the Heroic Warriors are definitely not a qualified army. How can all the soldiers in an army have the same function, and that function is to charge forward mindlessly?

In the most recent battle against Tiamat, the shortcomings of the Einherjar were obvious: they were just a large group of people charging forward fearlessly.

It does feel very oppressive on the front battlefield, but its utilization rate is not high. For the same large-scale group battle, it is completely inferior to the charging method used by the Fairy Kingdom, which is called the three-three tactics.

Moreover, in a war, the real decision of victory or defeat is definitely not just on the front battlefield. The undead army of Heroic Warriors has all kinds of fatal flaws.

Odin probably realized this after wandering around the earth for a long time, so when talking about what he could inherit, he did not mention the Heroic Warriors.

You know, when the royal power changes, what the new king wants to inherit most is the old king's army.

After the 10 fastest Einherjars set off, Blaze asked them to continue building roads, so that there would be a wide road at the exits of the four gates of Asgard.

As for why he wanted to repair it? Of course, it was to give every Heroic Warrior a chance to fight for the honor of being the first to strike. He saw the unwillingness in their eyes!

The heroic warriors were all excited and started digging the ground on the spot, and spontaneously made the road longer and wider.

Their explanation for this is that searching for the Fortress of Destruction is obviously not something that can be done in a short time, so it is not just a matter of speed, but also endurance.

Blaze was very pleased with the progress of the Heroic Warriors, and then he began to care about the situation of the civilian Heroic Warriors.

These civilian heroic warriors were the biggest victims of Odin's Valhalla system. Because they resisted the atrocities, they were regarded as dead in battle by the Valkyries and were taken into Valhalla.

I don't want to fight, but I'm forced to fight endlessly all day long.

After Marika liberated Valhalla, they finally returned to the normal life they wanted.

Asgard as a city did not completely collapse thanks to these civilian heroic warriors.

But what surprised Blaze was that he wanted to express his apologies to those who were involved in Valhalla on behalf of Odin, but he didn't expect that Odin had already done so.

After inspecting the situation in Asgard and recording some questions in the small notebook in his hand, the sun had already set and Blaze came to Valhalla to join the Heroic Warriors in the never-ending banquet.

But he didn't drink or eat barbecue, he just waited.

When his fingers tapped the table ten times in sequence, some heroic warriors were resurrected in Valhalla.

He was one of the ten Heroic Elves who received the honor of delivering the first strike, and soon the other nine were resurrected.

Of course they would die, even if they were Heroic Einherjar. Running recklessly in a dangerous unknown area without any rest, without a goal, and without a map would only lead to death.

The fact that he died and was resurrected now only shows that the Heroic Warrior is of high value.

The ten resurrected people were warmly welcomed by the Heroic Elves. The other Heroic Elves naturally believed that these ten people had found the Fortress of Destruction and successfully launched the first attack.

But the ten people were very silent, because let alone dying at the hands of the Fortress of Destruction, they didn't even see the shadow of the Fortress of Destruction. They either died of exhaustion from running wildly, or were killed by monsters' sneak attacks when they were not paying attention. It can be said that they were quite aggrieved.

Naturally, these ten people were ridiculed by the other heroic warriors and their faces turned red. They were very unconvinced and shouted that this was not a task that could be completed in one day. They needed supplies and detailed intelligence.

After hearing these words, Blaze picked up the celebratory wine and took a sip. Although he was instantly drunk by [Metamorphosis Z], he still enjoyed the moment for a while.