Zhan Shen: It’s Just a Sacrifice, How Can I Become a Villain?

392: Path among flowers!“Sister!” Skuld, the Goddess of the Future, whispered, “Has the World Tree withered? Did Nidhogg destroy the World Tree’s roots?”

Urd, the Goddess of the Past, shook her head. “No, I only just realized that Nidhogg was merely a smokescreen for Ragnarok. It was never the one capable of destroying the World Tree.

How could we have imagined that the Dragon of Destruction from the prophecies would come from Great Xia!”

Hearing Urd’s words, Verdandi and Skuld fell silent.

Even knowing the truth of Ragnarok, it didn’t matter. They had personally guided Song Zhong to the World Tree’s location.

Skuld’s eyes were red, looking at her two sisters with a sense of helplessness. “Sisters, I don’t know where the future should lead.”

Urd lovingly stroked Skuld’s head. “Don’t worry. The future is always accompanied by confusion. All you need to do is keep moving forward.

Besides, although the World Tree perished, it continues to exist in another form, and it has left you a gift.

Now, we should go in.”

With that, the Goddess of the Past took the hands of the Goddess of the Present and the Goddess of the Future, and together they stepped into the bas-relief.

The three Goddesses of Fate arrived in the Void Realm. At this moment, the enormous World Tree had long since vanished from the Void Realm.

Countless ashes drifted in the Void Realm, and a faint smell of burning could be detected.

“It seems Nidhogg is dead,” said Verdandi, the Goddess of the Present.

Urd nodded and led the two goddesses deeper into the Void Realm.

After an unknown amount of time, Urd stopped.

Skuld, the Goddess of the Future, looked around in confusion, and asked curiously, “Sister, where is this?”

“This used to be the World Tree’s roots,” Urd said with a serious expression, continuing, “The World Tree’s gift to you is right here. Close your eyes and feel it with your heart.”

Skuld, the Goddess of the Future, obediently closed her eyes. In the darkness, a point of light suddenly flashed.

After that point of light appeared, Skuld’s body seemed to lose control and flew towards that glimmer of light.

Verdandi, the Goddess of the Present, showed a worried expression. She wanted to grab Skuld, but Urd stopped her.

“No need to worry!” Urd said softly.

Verdandi then breathed a sigh of relief and withdrew her hand.

At this moment, Skuld had already disappeared into the depths of the Void Realm.

That glimmer of light got closer and closer to Skuld, and Skuld’s breathing quickened.

Her current mood was very tense, yet tinged with a hint of curiosity.

What exactly did the World Tree leave for her?

Suddenly, that bright light had reached Skuld’s eyes. Skuld instinctively reached out and grabbed the light, holding it in her hand.

Skuld carefully held the item in her palm. The smooth sensation from her palm intensified her curiosity.

Skuld slightly opened a gap between her fingers, observing cautiously, fearing that the item would suddenly escape.

A soft light shimmered in her palm, and a pale yellow amber was grasped by Skuld.

“Amber?”

Skuld looked in surprise. She opened her palm, and the amber, as if it had a spirit, flashed with light and directly moved onto Skuld’s necklace.

Afterward, the amber’s light receded, turning into an ordinary jewel.

This amber was precisely the drop of resin that had fallen from the World Tree’s crown earlier.

“I need to go back and find my sisters quickly!”

Skuld quickly returned along the original path, disappearing from the spot.

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On the battlefield outside Asgard, Michael had fallen into a bitter struggle.

The disgusting tumor had vanished, replaced by countless fist-sized chunks of flesh floating on the battlefield.

Each chunk of flesh was covered with tiny eyes and sharp teeth. These chunks of flesh were like pollen floating in the air, almost forming a black mist.

Michael was surrounded by this mist. No matter how fierce his attacks were, he could only destroy a small portion of the tumors each time.

Moreover, these tumors possessed an extremely strong ability to split, making them almost impossible to completely eliminate.

Michael was beginning to feel tired. These tumors were constantly spreading Cthulhu’s power, and this power had begun to invade Michael’s body.

Although the Mortal Divine Realm could protect Michael to a certain extent, Michael also had his limits. He didn’t know how long he could last by continuing to expend energy like this.

“Michael, give up resisting and enter Cthulhu’s embrace with me. Trust me, once you’ve tried it, you will definitely become addicted to this feeling.” Countless chunks of flesh simultaneously emitted Odin’s voice.

Michael’s face was pale. “Don’t compare me to you. I will not choose to fall into the abyss.”

“Is that so? That’s truly a pity. Never mind, assimilating you little by little like this is also a good option.

I wonder how much longer you can hold on, hahaha…”

Loud laughter erupted from within the chunks of flesh. “Oh, it seems your helper has also escaped.

I want to ask, what does it feel like to be abandoned by your companion?”

Michael’s expression was calm. “If you want to stir up my negative emotions, I’m afraid you’ll be disappointed. I have no companions.”

“Oh, so that’s how it is. Then you are truly pitiful. Look at me, I can self-replicate. As many companions as I want, I can have, hahaha…”

Odin mercilessly mocked Michael. “Now, no one can save you.”

With that, black threads began to grow from the chunks of flesh.

Unlike the previous grotesque Cthulhu monsters, these threads were extremely smooth.

Threads as fine as steel needles pierced towards Michael. Michael wielded his Holy Sword, cutting down the threads that approached him.

At the same time, a burst of power suddenly erupted from the Mortal Divine Realm, shattering all the severed threads.

“Still trying to make a last stand? Give up!” Odin roared, and then surprisingly began to actively attack.

Those disgusting chunks of flesh actually began to actively approach Michael. Although chunks were constantly being shattered into bloody mist, it was clear that the regeneration speed of the flesh was faster than Michael’s elimination speed.

Odin could no longer wait. He wanted to exhaust Michael to death.

Michael’s breathing was noticeably more rapid, and the golden color representing the power of Heaven on his body began to dim.

Odin’s laughter filled the battlefield, growing louder and louder.

“Michael, I told you I’d make you regret it.”

Odin recklessly charged Michael’s last line of defense. Suddenly, a touch of crimson appeared in the sky.

Countless Higanban flowers appeared on the battlefield. Amidst the flowers, a hidden path emerged, and a figure walked out from the sea of flowers.