389: The disappeared Song Zhong!

Several scarlet, sticky tentacles wrapped around Michael's holy sword.

At this moment, Odin had completely lost his original form, transforming into a giant tumor of flesh.

The tumor was covered in countless eyes and mouths, the mouths filled with intertwined fangs, looking bizarre and evil.

Michael activated Mortal Divine Realm again, shattering all the tentacles.

It turned out that Michael had previously used his golden feathers to severely wound Odin.

Although Odin continuously regenerated by relying on Cthulhu's power, he clearly struggled against Michael's Miracle power.

Furthermore, Asgard's Human Realm had already been destroyed by Song Zhong, so Odin had no way to replenish his Power Of Faith from the World Tree.

This instantly deprived Odin of the capital to wage a war of attrition against Michael; if he continued like this, he would inevitably be slain by Michael.

Having foreseen his desperate situation, how could Odin willingly accept such a result?

His plan, which he had meticulously prepared for so many years, was completely ruined by Song Zhong and Michael before it had even truly begun.

In desperation, Odin had no choice but to sacrifice his Soul to Cthulhu.

Odin abandoned his dignity as a Supreme God, completely mutating into a Cthulhu monster, and the giant Cthulhu eye in the sky also merged with Odin.

Odin exchanged his Soul for an increase in power.

This immediately plunged Michael, who had been confident of victory, into a bitter struggle.

No matter how Michael attacked, Odin could always use that bizarre power to recover instantly; now he could only rely on the power of Mortal Divine Realm for defense.

"Odin, I never thought you would choose to fall into the abyss yourself. Look at your disgusting appearance, where is there even half the semblance of Asgard's God King?" Michael roared.

But Odin seemed to no longer hear these words; the only response to Michael was frantic Whisper and obscure murmurs.

"Has he been completely corrupted?"

Michael's brow furrowed. He glanced towards the Rainbow Bridge battlefield and found it to be a desolate ruin, empty of any people.

"The battle over there is over?" Michael was startled.

Initially, when Song Zhong was devising the plan, Michael had some doubts: could Song Zhong alone truly stop those corrupted gods?

Although he knew Song Zhong was already a Supreme God, being a Supreme God did not mean invincibility, especially since there were many experts among Asgard's chief gods.

Just Tyr, God of War and Thor, God of Thunder alone were enough to give a typical Supreme God a headache.

But now, judging by the situation, it seemed those Norse Gods had indeed all been dealt with by Song Zhong.

But how did he do it alone?

And where is this guy now?

...

Song Zhong had already left the Rainbow Bridge battlefield. That's right, after observing the situation on Michael's side, he decisively chose to leave.

By slaying the Norse Gods, Song Zhong had accumulated his own power to a terrifying state.

However, he only had ten minutes.

Although helping Michael was important, for Song Zhong, he now had an even more crucial task: plundering the World Tree and seizing Asgard's National Luck.

That World Tree carried everything of Asgard, and moving this tree into his own divine kingdom was no easy feat.

Therefore, Song Zhong decided to first address the World Tree problem.

He took out the Black Dragon Jade carving from his embrace. As if sensing Song Zhong's thoughts, the Black Dragon Jade carving directly transformed into a jade bracelet, coiling obediently around Song Zhong's wrist.

The Black Dragon Jade carving was originally formed from Great Xia National Luck, so it was extremely sensitive to the aura of National Luck.

Song Zhong crossed the Rainbow Bridge and directly entered Asgard.

Upon entering Asgard, Song Zhong looked around. This legendary Nordic wonderland, the dwelling place of the gods, was already in ruins.

The shattered mountains were desolate, and the vegetation had withered, presenting a decaying, yellow hue.

The rivers on the plains were turbid, and a faint stench wafted from them. Not to mention gods, even a Mortal would shake their head in disgust at this sight.

This divine kingdom had reached its peak under Odin's hands, and it also fell into the abyss because of him.

However, Song Zhong was not in the mood to care about these things right now. Guided by the Black Dragon Jade carving, he directly arrived at the entrance of Asgard's temple.

"The aura of the World Tree is inside the temple, but I don't see the World Tree from outside. Is there something else inside?"

With a bewildered mind, Song Zhong walked into Asgard's temple.

The temple was empty and desolate at this time.

Song Zhong passed through the front hall of the temple and went directly to the back hall.

The reaction of the Black Dragon Jade carving on his hand grew stronger and stronger; Song Zhong knew he was not far from the World Tree.

Song Zhong stepped over the last stair and arrived at the final area of the temple.

Suddenly, he saw three figures standing before a huge relief wall.

There are still people in Asgard?

Song Zhong's eyes narrowed. He saw three goddesses, old, middle-aged, and young, standing before the wall, watching Song Zhong. Their faces showed neither fright nor surprise; they simply looked at Song Zhong calmly.

Upon seeing the appearance of the three, Song Zhong suddenly understood. In the original story, Asgard's three Goddesses of Fate, due to their long-term isolation in Life Valley and drinking from Urd's Spring, were not corrupted by Odin.

In the unseen, heaven seemed to have left a glimmer of hope for Asgard.

"The three Goddesses of Fate? Are you waiting for me here?" Song Zhong asked.

Urd, the Goddess of the Past, who was at the forefront, walked up to Song Zhong and slowly said, "Don't misunderstand. We are following the guidance of fate to lead you to the World Tree."

"The guidance of fate?" Song Zhong nodded. "Since that's the case, time is limited, let's start immediately."

The three Goddesses of Fate wasted no words. They lightly touched the huge relief, and the relief rippled like a water surface.

"Go in. We will maintain this barrier and await fate's answer."

Song Zhong did not hesitate in the slightest. The Black Dragon Jade carving in his hand was already heating up; the World Tree was inside.

Song Zhong stepped in. Skuld looked at Song Zhong's disappearing figure and timidly asked, "Sister Urd, Sister Verdandi, do you think what we are doing counts as betraying Asgard?"

Urd stroked Skuld's head and softly said, "Asgard no longer exists. What we are doing is nurturing new hope.

Decaying fruit falls into the soil and provides nourishment for new seeds.

This is our duty as Goddesses of Fate."

Skuld's eyes revealed a clear confusion. She nodded, seeming to understand yet not, and looked at the rippling relief, lost in thought.