Old days in the box

Chapter 446 The path of beginning is also the path of ending

Loki absorbed all the power of faith into his body without leaving a single trace, and merged it into the origin to radiate new vitality.

He stood up again, his slender body was no longer thin; the power of faith replaced his old supernatural power, gilding his robe again and restoring his youthful appearance.

He is the god of trickery, the magician and shapeshifter among the gods!
Although he is neither a brave warrior nor has any commendable artifact in his hands among the Aesir gods high in the sky, he can confuse right and wrong and tease all living beings by manipulating the "truth"!

A pitch-black cloak unfolded from His back, dragging up a long cape, completely wrapping His unusually tall body.

A hazy black mist slowly emanated from the cloak, blurring His face, as if thousands of faces were constantly changing within it.

With the help of Ascension Infusion, Loki has recovered to his former heyday.

He erased the "truth" of his own existence in this reality, silently sensing the abundant and enormous power of faith in his body.

This new divine power was completely different from all the previous supernatural powers. It was as if thousands of chants were flowing in the deepest part of his body, but the chants were not calling out his name as the God of Trickery, but the Lord of Midgard, the Great Son of the Old Ones.

This should have been a strange thing to be concerned about, but somehow, Loki didn't care.

A feeling of obedience arose in his heart, as if this was how it should be, and there was no need to trace back further to the source of this power of faith.

"Now, we are on the same boat." Loki took a long breath and pieced together the fragments of the "truth" of different things onto himself, presenting an amorphous and strange form.

"Yes, you have walked on my path, and my path is your path." The divine guide in the sky replied in a low voice.

"I will wait for your good news."

Loki fluttered the dark cloak on his body, floating like an amorphous ghost. The cloak behind him spread out a huge tail, enveloping the snowy wasteland where Tain was, and then shattered like a mirror fault.

He used the power of "trickery" to erase the fact that this wasteland existed. Once the "truth" was erased, no matter how hard others looked for it, they would never be able to find this place again.

Then he flew into the air, transformed into a majestic falcon and climbed towards the snowy sky. His mission was not yet completed, the battle line of gods and giants was still roaring in the distance, and he would rush forward to open that vision for the old days.

As the falcon flew away, a large unfamiliar view gradually opened up on the screen, leading all the way to the deeper parts of Jotunheim.

But Zhou Xiao did not follow the moving camera immediately, because he noticed that his chosen one remained silent until Loki left, when he revealed a complex expression of worry.

"You have doubts in your heart." The voice of divine revelation fell from the sky again, but this time it was only directed at Tain.

"Please forgive me, my Lord." Tyne immediately leaned over and knelt on one knee. "I just... too many things happened at once, and I don't know how to digest them."

"Do you have any doubts about my identity?" Zhou Xiao asked without hesitation.

Since following the Old Ones, Tyin has never had any doubts about the great Son of the Old Ones. No matter it was an expedition or a war of gods, or even His sudden disappearance, Tyin firmly trusted his benefactor.

But now, this great benefactor admitted that he and the fake Odin - the false god who killed and disguised himself as his father and haunted his first half of his life like a nightmare - were both from the same Outer God. This really shocked him.

"Are you really from the same god as that fake God King? Have you known about his existence and his plot to kill the gods and seize the throne? If so, why have you never told us?"

Taiyin was always straightforward and never good at hiding things. Under Zhou Xiao's questioning, he couldn't help but blurt it out in one breath, with a serious look on his face. "Yes, He and I are indeed from outside the Nine Realms, but unfortunately, no one can be truly omniscient and omnipotent. I was once deceived by Him and didn't realize the truth buried in history."

"Even someone as powerful as you can't escape this fate?"

"The power we possess is unimaginable in this world, but because of this, his power as an Outer God makes him extremely dangerous. I must completely destroy him from the Nine Realms."

Faced with Taiyin's doubts, Zhou Xiao did not have the slightest intention of hiding anything, but told the truth to his chosen one without hesitation.

Trust is not established overnight. It requires mutual honesty on both sides. If he has reservations even about his chosen one, how can he expect hundreds of millions of believers to be loyal to him without reservation?
Taiyin raised his head again, and the expression on his face finally regained its firmness.

In fact, he never doubted the intentions of the Benefactor, but too many truths about Him were learned from third parties, which made him feel very frustrated and self-doubting.

If the Great Old Ones kept all this from them, did it mean that they were not good enough? Or did they never matter that much to God?
In addition, the fact that he discovered Odin was dead and the King of Gods was actually a fake false god dealt a heavy blow to Tyin.

But now, all doubts have disappeared, and the great benefactor has confessed everything to him without any concealment. What could be better than this treatment?
"Who exactly is that fake God-King?" Tyin strengthened his resolve against the enemy in his heart and regained his familiar fighting spirit.

“He is me, my opposite, my extreme, trying to reverse the inevitable outcome of fate.”

Zhou Xiao sighed softly and looked back at the many screens in front of him. This throne looked like both a palace and a cage.

"It fears the moment of destiny and tries its best to reverse the irreversible future, but in the end, all it gets is another more twisted doomsday..."

"My Lord, what do you mean?"

Zhou Xiao's sigh seemed to go too far in an instant, making Taiyin on the screen suddenly confused, but Zhou Xiao did not intend to continue explaining. Instead, he gathered his thoughts and returned to the big screen where the situation was urgent.

"Nothing - in short, you have to remember that the most urgent thing is to return to the courtyard. Only then can we launch a counterattack. Before I come back to pick you up, you have to follow Loki's footsteps."

"I have no doubt about your divine guidance, but there is one thing. Do we really need to form an alliance with that god? He is the legendary god of trickery. He is good at deceiving and fooling the gods. Can we really trust him?"

Tyin looked up and expressed his confusion. In his opinion, if the great Sons of the Old Ones only wanted to ensure their own safety, there was no need for them to cooperate with the God of Trickery.

Although they are all enemies imprisoned by the false Odin, this does not mean that Loki must be trustworthy.

"You are right. If I just want your safety, I have countless ways to shelter you in this snowy plain. However, Loki is a crucial character. He must be alive and must stand by my side."

"Is it because of His children? Those sons of God who shook the universe?"

"Not just the children, but the destiny He represents. Like I just said, I need Him to walk in my way so that I can make His way my way."

The divine guide descended from the sky, making bursts of roars that seemed to be getting colder and colder.

"What road?" Tai Yin asked with a frown, a little confused.

"Ragnarok." The Old Day replied coldly.

(End of this chapter)