The Greece Antagonist-Chapter 1154 - 150: Children Make Choices, I Want Everything! (7.1k)_3

Chapter 1154: Chapter 150: Children Make Choices, I Want Everything! (7.1k)_3

Unexpectedly, just after sending away the Nordics, a strange fleet arrived right behind.

Their civilization is quite unique, possessing extremely powerful alchemy technology. Not only are their warships, siege engines, and magic-guided arms made of bronze, but they also have a large number of metal-fabricated lifeforms acting as warriors.

Even the main deities they worship are unique metal lifeforms, numbering as many as twelve.

And leading them is one called "Eurynome," who claims to be the "Goddess of Chaos and Order." Her strength is quite formidable. According to battle reports, she single-handedly sealed off the entire Ireland Sea, swiftly defeating a combined force of three elf knights and six elf mothers. Currently, she has already conquered Ireland and Wales and is leading her army towards Scotland and England.

"What should we do now?"

Scatha furrowed her brows and asked, volunteering,

"Should I go and support? And take Kaseparuge along?"

The current timing is extremely delicate. The Pantheon of Danu has just completed a great sacrifice in the last battle, retaining their spirituality but not yet having reincarnated, leaving the Celtic God Era with a rather limited number of troops.

Morgan shook her head and said:

"Meiluxin and the others have all been defeated. What use would it be for you to go? Moreover, that Eurynome might have already surpassed the Divine King, having touched upon the Origin."

"So?"

"Gather everyone, awaken the Mother Goddess, let’s set out together, win a swift victory!"

Receiving the order, Scatha decisively opened the gate of shadows, heading to Avalon to deliver a message to Morgause.

Watching the Queen of the Shadow Country leave, Morgan looked at the bronze crest with the Medusa’s Emblem in her hand, her eyes filled with deep worry.

Seven days have passed.

But now, the Celts have encountered an unforeseen event, making it impossible for her to detach herself and take Mother Goddess Danu to the Nordic, nor to contact that teacher.

At this moment, all she can do is hope that the Nordics can hold on for a while longer.

At least, giving her a window to quell the chaos...

Feeling the familiar rhythm from the ley lines beneath her, Morgan rose from the throne.

As she stepped down the stairs, she seemed to remember something, weaving a thread of gold with her fingertips to string the Medusa’s Emblem from the throne, casually hanging it around her neck.

First, quickly resolve those foreign enemies in the Ireland Sea, then directly cross the sea, advancing towards the Nordic God Era.

Hopefully, there is still time for everything.

Morgan murmured, stepping towards the square.

~~

Nordic, months after the descent of Eternal Night.

Even with the protection of the [Flames], the temperature continues to drop, and the environment becomes increasingly harsh.

In the end, the accumulated bitter cold formed an unprecedented severe winter—Fimbulwinter.

The Nine Realms’ lifeforms call it this.

Under the ravages of this calamity, Midgard has turned into an icy execution ground.

Lead-grey snow devours the entire plain, wheat ears freeze into glass-like spikes at the moment of shooting, piercing through the chapped hands of scavengers. The sky’s wounds, bitten by cold winds, seep a tar-like substance, while flames condense into viscous dark red light bands, burning human pupils into murky amber.

Shepherds find that frost-like parasites grow in the wool follicles of sheep, making sharp sounds of Rune friction as they consume flesh;

The apex of houses distort into barb-like icicles in the extreme cold, ice crystals penetrate the outer wooden walls, growing into pale fungi inside the fireplace...

Everything seems to be undergoing irreversible changes.

Heather Island, human village.

At dawn, thick fog has not fully dissipated, layers of white frost turn the smoked meat hung outside into fragments.

Several early-rising villagers, under the village chief’s call, jointly chiseled open the frost-covered wooden door.

In the ruins of the snow-collapsed barn, a few sheep driven there to hide have become ice blocks, with scattered wheat seeds all over, causing the onlookers to feel distressed:

"These were the finest sheep, usually with just a little grass, they could grow, and their temperament was so docile that herding them was not necessary. How did they all die?"

"This damn weather is getting worse every day. Not to mention animals, even the crops in the fields can’t survive. Haven’t you noticed no movement in the fields?"

"Maybe turning the soil will help."

"Turn what? The ground has frozen into stone, a single hoe strike nearly dislocated my hand. Anyway, I don’t expect to harvest anything this year."

"This year? It’s hard to say how many more days we’ll survive. I’ve heard that entire villages up north, whole villages, have frozen to death."

"It’s not just us, elves of the Elf Country, dwarves of the Dwarf Country, and even deities of the Warner and Asa have been frozen into ice blocks."

"And what’s more ridiculous, have you seen the Frost Giants? Those big fellows are the most resistant to cold, yet as soon as they leave the city, they’re doomed! We’re just lucky to be born on Heather Island, otherwise, we’d have frozen long ago."

As the villagers speak, they feel immensely grateful, casting a reverent glance at the distant burning World Tree.

"By the way, don’t you think the time the World Tree burns is getting shorter?"

At these words, silence fills the scene.

A heavy weight seems to press on everyone’s hearts, filling their chests with anxiety, glaring fiercely at the chatty villager, wishing to beat him to death.

~~

Meanwhile, in the Root Divine Hall.

Luo En looked at the long list of casualties on the report and felt somewhat numb.

Facing the rapidly deteriorating environment, he had thought of remedial measures.

But this disaster sweeping across the Nordic is not just about severe cold, it’s comprehensive.

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