Players' NPC boss

【World Tree】, Blaze's first reaction when he heard this word was that it was something related to the Golden Sea of ​​Trees and the Tree of Life.

After all, when it comes to trees, there is no greater tree in this world than the Golden Sea of ​​Trees.

But in fact, 【World Tree】 is just a map on the ground that looks like a big tree, and it is not as simple as a simple map.

It is a totem. The nine regions form the shape of a tree through the perspective of the sky and form a certain power. Because it is in the shape of a tree, the nine regions have the names of the nine parts of the tree.

It's like the name of God is just a few simple syllables when separated, but combined in a specific order to form a great name that can bring power. A simpler way to put it is magic. The combination of some words with a little MP or props can cause terrible effects.

Blaze often sees strangers shouting some strange words and rushing up to die with monsters. Maybe those words don't bring power, but they give strangers the courage to die together.

"Now even I can't tell which group of gods the land under my feet belonged to, but [Asgard] is definitely not in this top world. I confirmed it on the first day I gained the ability to fly."

"Huh? [Asgard] is in this world, Marika followed One-Eye to [Asgard]... Doesn't this mean that the second-generation One-Eye has stayed in this world?" Blaze felt a little strange, "Shouldn't he be driven out?"

"The only world that gods cannot set foot on is this era. [Asgard] has obviously been in a place that has not been discovered in this era. As long as it is not discovered, even if it is ashes, it is still the continuation of the Age of Gods."

"Then just find [Asgard]." Blaze exhaled lightly. He felt a little dazed. It had only been a short time since he left Balkan City, and he had already thought about how to kill a god.

If he told this to his past self, his past self would probably be stunned, and even if he understood, he would only feel fear. But now he is very calm, because he walked here step by step. He has grown up a lot, straightened his back, and looked forward.

He looked back and saw that he was trying to move forward, and every step forward did not betray himself. If he was alone, he would definitely not be so confident, but now he walked in front of the one-eyed man, he would proudly say [I can't find a reason to lose to you].

"Let's go, to the city of Mekingjord."

...

Marika shook her head hard, her eyes were gray, and her memory was a little fuzzy. She was no longer strong enough to catch the eight-legged warhorse, so she fell off, but fortunately her life was particularly tenacious, and she was unscathed even if she fell from a high altitude.

But she thought she had reached her destination.

This world was slowly burning, and half-burned and half-ash leaves were flying in the air. These leaves all floated in one direction, an extremely majestic city wall.

That was undoubtedly the work of a giant. No one except a giant could build such a magnificent city wall. Of course, this no one must exclude strangers, and strangers must be classified.

Marika looked around and saw no living creatures, so she immediately walked towards the huge city wall.

Her intelligence attribute is low, but it doesn't mean she is not smart, so she knows that Blaze will find a way to this place soon, and she has to explore the surrounding environment as much as possible before that.

Considering that she might be resurrected in Tremor Snow Mountain or Duhualin City after being discovered and killed by the One-Eye, she must build a camp.

Marika knew that Blaze would rather she stand still and wait for him to come. But unfortunately, she has never been a passive person.

Marika crossed the plain with flying ash in one breath and arrived at the foot of the city wall. She did not stop, but jumped up directly, grabbing the cracks on the city wall and climbing up and down.

Because the strangers always tried to climb the wall directly to cross the defense line, Marika also learned a lot of wall climbing postures from these persistent strangers.

When Marika climbed up the city wall, she finally witnessed the whole picture of the whole area.

The whole world was gray and full of decay. The huge wall acts as a buffer zone, which is only part of the decay. The city it surrounds is even more decadent. The buildings look new, but there is no one.

This is like a city of death, with only the castle in the center emitting eternal light.

"Huh?" Marika heard the footsteps and immediately lay down to hide her tall body.

They were a group of warriors wearing armor with translucent bodies.

[Elf Warrior LV95]

[The warriors who died on the battlefield stood up again under the kiss of the Valkyrie, and went to the magnificent hall to fight all day, drink and enjoy all day until the end of the world]

Marika had heard the story of the one-eyed man in Greenland Science. She said that the one-eyed man collected the souls of brave warriors, the so-called Elf Warriors, to deal with the end of the world.

These Elf Warriors were obviously the servants of the second generation of the one-eyed man, and they were transporting something.

Marika slid down the wall and quietly approached the Elf Warriors. When she saw the cargo dragged by the Elf Warriors, her eyes shrank suddenly.

That was Gungnir, dozens of Gungnirs.

She heard whispers among the Einherjar.

"Fewer Gungnir were created today."

"There are not many dwarves left. Is it time for the hunt that happens once every 100 years?"

No wonder the Gungnir in the hands of the second-generation one-eyed man is inexhaustible. It turns out that the second-generation one-eyed man has been ordering the dwarves to make Gungnir for him.

Marika did not follow the Einherjar to the castle, but looked for traces of the Einherjar's movements and their starting point. Instead of impulsively challenging the second-generation one-eyed man, it should be prioritized to cut off the second-generation one-eyed man's Gungnir inventory.

Because the area has been floating with ashes, the footprints of the Einherjar are clearly visible, and Marika easily found a cellar.

She moved forward along the deep tunnel, and the sparks from the furnace guided her to the depths, and the shadow of the hammer waving swayed on the rock wall.

Those were the dwarves.

Even though Marika had experienced many battles, she subconsciously bit her lips. Those dwarves had no heads, and the cuts of their necks were covered with gold thread. The dwarves were like some kind of puppets. They could no longer see, hear, or celebrate the birth of life. They could only swing their hammers mechanically.

This was the end of the dwarves, whose power even the gods envied. The gods did not take away their forging hands, but chopped off their heads that burst out with inspiration one after another.

The moment Marika was distracted, a burly figure approached her from behind.

"Dwarf!"

It was an extremely strong heroic warrior dressed as a barbarian. He raised the giant axe in his hand and chopped at Marika's head.

A strand of red hair floated.