Chapter 1188: 508: The Big Fish

Chapter 1188: Chapter 508: The Big Fish

Wandering through the light corridors, lingering in unknown directions.

The barrier formed by World Power was left behind, and enveloped in pure light, Demeter opened her eyes.

Looking around, the Goddess of Agriculture couldn’t help but be astonished.

Although until now, she still didn’t know what Theia came to do, at this moment, looking at the unfamiliar world before her, she felt she hadn’t come in vain.

There was no sun in the sky, but rather a dazzling aurora.

Wandering through the light corridors, lingering in unknown directions.

The barrier formed by World Power was left behind, and enveloped in pure light, Demeter opened her eyes.

Looking around, the Goddess of Agriculture couldn’t help but be astonished.

Although until now, she still didn’t know what Theia came to do, at this moment, looking at the unfamiliar world before her, she felt she hadn’t come in vain.

There was no sun in the sky, but rather a dazzling aurora.

The earth was covered with all kinds of strange plants, emitting a unique radiance all around.

In the distance, she could faintly see shining crystals, gigantic mushrooms, and various unfamiliar tree species.

A vague sense of inexplicable familiarity arose in her heart.

“Is this Alfheim?”

“It indeed looks very different from the Mortal Realm, and it gives me a very comfortable feeling.”

“Your feeling is not wrong, it once belonged to a deity named ‘Freyr’.”

Nodding slightly, Theia explained:

“He is the deity of light, rain, and fertility, the ‘Monarch who illuminates humans and all gods’.

“As his domain, Alfheim naturally resonates with powers similar to his domain — undoubtedly, we are the two most similar.”

“It sounds like a coincidence.”

“And Freyr… what a strange name.”

Looking around, Demeter asked:

“So what exactly is our purpose, to find this interface’s core and then completely refine it? Just like Zeus’ Asgard?”

“No, in fact, you better not have that idea.”

With a slightly serious expression, Theia solemnly said:

“This place is dangerous, more dangerous than any place you can imagine.”

“But as long as we are careful enough, there shouldn’t be any problems.”

“Our purpose here is simple, to find Freyr’s corpse or relics, or remnants of Origin Power — and of course, there’s also a deity named Braki.”

“Besides that, we should touch nothing, and take nothing.”

“Just treat it as a simple excursion. Once completed, I’ll leave this space.”

The Goddess of Light spoke formally, enough that although she didn’t understand the reason, Demeter still nodded.

She had long been accustomed to this, instinctively following and obeying in the presence of the strong.

Soon, when Theia took out yet another strange rune from her hand, they began to move forward guided by the rune, walking through this magical and magnificent world.

Time passed slowly, yet in such a realm, neither could perceive the passage of years.

After who knew how long, at a certain moment, the Goddess of Agriculture had passed through many places.

What left her slightly perplexed was that she had no clear impression of what she had seen along the way.

It felt like a fleeting glance, or perhaps a dream-like illusion.

When she came to her senses, she only remembered the road she traveled was bright and dazzling, beautiful and captivating.

And before her stood a very familiar style of a palace complex.

It bore no damages or marks of time, looking as if it had been built just yesterday.

“Is this… the Hall of Valor?”

Slightly surprised, she woke from her daze.

Looking at the architecture before her, Demeter was greatly surprised.

For this divine artifact entrusted to Athena by Zeus, and the final resting place for many powerful believers of the Divine Court, she couldn’t possibly have no impression.

But wasn’t this divine artifact still in the starry sky? How could it appear here?

“Is this the Hall of Valor, or rather, an ornamental piece in the shape of Valhalla (another name)?”

“Because its owner often visited there, it’s precisely for this reason I could find this place using this rune containing the true power of the Hall of Valor.”

Speaking in a soft voice, Theia put away the rune in her hand.

“This is our first target, the former residence of the deity named Braki.”

“He is the god of poetry, music, eloquence, and wisdom, and perhaps also of the domain of knowledge.”

“Although his accomplishments in these domains may not surpass his father’s — though the person who introduced him to me never told me who his father is — he indeed possesses independent, origin-related divine authority in these roles.”

“In the past Valhalla, he was in charge of welcoming heroic spirits who died in battle with poetry and music, celebrating victory, comforting defeat, easing the harshness of war with the beauty of art.”

“Demeter, you wait here for me, I will go collect what he left behind here… this is the compensation I need to pay for entering here, and it is also our ‘Guiding Stone’ out.”

“Guiding Stone?”

Not paying attention to Braki, the Goddess of Agriculture wasn’t interested in that.

Poetry, music, and eloquence all sounded rather weak to her.

And wisdom… if he were the only God of Wisdom, perhaps it would remind her of Athena’s strength.

But since Braki was not, Demeter’s attention quickly shifted away.

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