Myth: The Ruler of Spirituality-Chapter 997 - 418 Unusual Movement_2

Chapter 997: Chapter 418: Unusual Movement_2

Chapter 997: Chapter 418: Unusual Movement_2

Looking at the tree roots that seemed to dangle from the cracks in the sky, Thor faintly smelled an intoxicating fragrance.

That was the scent of Mimir’s Spring, where his father Odin also acquired the Wisdom of Kings.

“Wisdom of Kings… You often say I am reckless. But if I do the same thing here as you did, can I, too, possess wisdom?”

Thor shook his head slightly, deeply troubled by this thought.

Since Odin obtained the Rune Symbols and supreme wisdom here, almost every Divine Person has coveted this Spring of Wisdom.

Thor didn’t care for wisdom and runes, but he had things he wanted to know, such as how exactly to solve the Twilight of the Gods.

Odin saw its beginning here, and as his son, he naturally should also be able to see its end.

Thor thought this way and acted accordingly; thus this was not his first visit here.

However, even as Mimir’s departure left this ancient spring without its guardian, thousands of years passed and no one could do what Odin had done.

Drinking from the spring could cleanse the soul, but it couldn’t enlighten one to treasures like the Rune Symbols, and praying before the spring no one could see the visage of dusk again.

As a result, some believed that the gift bestowed upon the King of Asgard had exhausted the divine power of the spring, much as the Creation Hot Spring was nearly depleted by birthing the Primordial Giant Ymir.

Others believed that the Spring of Wisdom actually had a unique way of use, and God King Odin hid this secret, even devising schemes to behead the guardian to keep it.

Thor had asked Odin about this, but he got no answers.

That day, the one-eyed God King merely warned him gravely.

To desire something is to be doomed to lose something else. If the Gods attempt to spy on the world’s secrets, then the world will repay the Gods with a despairing dusk.

“But I’m no longer a child, Father.”

“I am the first warrior of the Nine Realms, unmatched beneath the Mjolnir. Even if you wish to caution me, there’s no need to use such a way to scare a child.”

Sighing softly, Thor reached out to disperse the mist that lingered around the Mist Forest.

Now he no longer needed the Spring of Wisdom, for Odin had found a way to stop the Twilight of the Gods, although Thor didn’t approve of it.

At the end of the day, Thor is still a warrior, not a ruler. Perhaps he couldn’t see the vision of Odin, so he simply went with the flow to find his mother.

As Sif had told him, Queen of Gods Frigg was just ahead, her absence from Asgard for so long because, at the request of the God King, she had come here.

As for what she was doing here… this made Thor once again doubt the efficacy of Mimir’s Spring.

Perhaps, threatened by the Twilight of the Gods, Odin eventually turned his attention back to the Spring of Wisdom. He had glimpsed disaster here, so he sought answers once more.

Heavenly Empress Frigg obtained the true method of using the Spring of Wisdom from him, just as she was the only one worthy to sit on Odin’s throne.

“Huh…”

“Wisdom of Kings…”

Step by step, Thor walked past the bushes of the Mist Forest.

Soon, as the last obstruction cleared, the ancient spring pool appeared before the eyes of the Thunder God.

A small lake lay in the middle of a clearing, with clear water bubbling ceaselessly. In its center, a spring eye gushed forth pure water, and the light cast down, steam of pale golden mist rising and floating up into the air. At the top of the spring pool, a huge root dangled from above, gently swaying.

The rising steam was attracted by it, and the water from the Divine Spring nourished the Divine Wood that pierced through the Nine Realms, endowing it with endless vitality and strength.

Without paying much attention, even though the scene before him was indeed a rare beauty, the Thunder God had been there more than once before.

Thor’s gaze swept across the shore, and soon, he found a familiar figure.

Heavenly Empress Frigg, just like Heavenly Empress Hera of Chaos, reigning over marriage, reproduction, family, and abundance. She was cloaked in a grey-black robe, and the shadow of Yggdrasil’s Root concealed her.

After not seeing her for a long time, a smile involuntarily rose to his face. Thor stepped forward and called out loudly:

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“Mother, you really made me search…”

With a splash—

His smile frozen on his face, Thor was momentarily bewildered.

Voice stuck in his throat, he watched Frigg seemingly turn to glance at his direction before leaping straight into the lake in front of her.

After a burst of splashing sounds, the surface of the water became still, with no further movement.

“…for you.”

The tall and muscular figure was somewhat at a loss, Thor did not know what had happened. However, he wasn’t too worried as he had never heard of the Spring of Wisdom’s water being harmful to anyone in the Nine Realms.

He just didn’t understand why this was happening; could it be the Mother Goddess had been planning to do something here and he happened to interrupt her?

“Never mind, I will go down and take a look myself.”

Shaking his head slightly, if it were Loki here, he might have hesitated, but Thor never needed to.

Gripping Mjolnir, which hung at his side, the Thunder God did not hesitate and leaped down after her.

He was the first warrior of the Nine Realms, no one could defeat him in head-on combat. The divine hammer in his hand was the most proficient killing Divine Artifact in the Nine Realms, even Gungnir and Laevatein were slightly inferior.

Outside of the prophesied Twilight of the Gods, there was nothing that could threaten his life, and nothing was worth his fear.

Not the Titans or the dragons, and certainly not this puny Jotunheim.

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“Foolish brute, just like Ares!”

Almost at the same moment that Thor leapt down beside the Spring of Wisdom, inside his mind, Zeus, who was using him as a vessel to view this memory, could not help but curse under his breath.

Although he knew that this was just a fragment of the past and that the other party could not hear him, it didn’t stop him from rebuking Thor’s recklessness.

Could it be that every world’s Divine King has such a son who knows no caution? Zeus did not know.

But when he thought of Ares, Zeus unwillingly found that his own son seemed to pale in comparison to Odin’s son.

After all, no matter what, Thor’s Divine Power was undeniably strong. His rashness was a reliance on his strength, while Ares’s was always a pompous failure.

“The Thunder God’s Hammer, Mjolnir… that is a very powerful weapon indeed.”

“If it could be fused with my Thunderbolt Arrow, even if it could not reach the realm of Genesis Artifacts, it would at least be on par with the incomplete Life Vase and Nyx’s black dress.”

Feeling envious, the Divine King knew that his own Divine Artifact had been forged from a part of his Godhood, amplifying only the destructive aspect to appear mighty.

Moreover, as he stepped into the domain of Great Divine Power, that once favored weapon was no longer as suitable.

Thunder God Thor… Zeus silently took note of this name. He did not know when exactly this memory would end, but if given the chance, he still wished to find out where that Divine Artifact had eventually ended up.

Although there was a chance that it had been destroyed with the collapse of the world, looking for it could not hurt.

Splash—

As he plunged into the water, the Divine King’s contemplations continued, but the actions of the Thor in the outside world did not stop.

Following his perspective, the vision extended from inside the Spring of Wisdom into Zeus’s field of view.

Points of light twirled and faded, and the mind cleared up considerably.

Many past confusions were instantaneously resolved, and all things in the world seemed to become clear.

Silently accepting the anticipated benefits, Zeus did not feel particularly surprised.

Compared to Odin’s previous self-sacrifice, the Spring of Wisdom’s capabilities were not much in themselves.