Players' NPC boss

Since leaving Balkan City, Blaze began to understand the mystery of this world. What amazed him was undoubtedly that some simple things and behaviors were metaphors for something great.

Takamagahara implies the eight mountains that form the basic structure of the world, the power of creation created by the symbiosis of snakes and the sun, the orientation of the stars guides life, and the twelve beasts are located on the trajectory of the sun.

Killing Balder is a metaphor for the blind dark god, and the person who facilitated this and put the [gun] of the godslayer into the murderer's hand is a metaphor for the god of trickery.

The gun that completed the murder also has a name that has been prepared long ago.

These metaphors can be effectively converted into powerful forces, which makes people fascinated by them. And metaphors are fair and do not belong to any one party.

Yamata no Orochi can give birth to the great sun god of creation through symbiosis with Amaterasu. And Balder usurped the metaphor of being [Odin] and completed the usurpation of the throne by sacrificing Odin and one of his own eyes.

This fairness makes every move of these ancient beings full of danger. Perhaps the act of killing the ancient existence has led to a metaphor.

Of course, there is a more direct metaphor than metaphor, such as the replacement of the suns.

Can the sun god Amaterasu, who is like a back spirit and possessed by Blaze, replace the dead sun Balder?

Blaze doesn't want to know the answer to this question at all, and of course, he doesn't want to hear lines like "This is simply fate. You personally sent the scapegoat who can let me escape to me."

That's right, Blaze has gradually learned the routines that the strangers often say in their interactions with him.

With more experience, many things that have not happened yet are clear.

Blaze can even start to assume what Balder will say to him, anyway, it must be similar to the words of Yamata no Orochi.

"Alas - sometimes I understand why the stranger wants to [SKIP]. This one is just knowing that he is going to disgust me next, but I have to listen to every word, which is so pathetic."

"So do you understand why the elves are like that?"

"Why do you mention elves at this time?"

"They have seen too much, and the stories they have seen and heard are too repetitive. If they don't add some explosive materials to their minds to label this story, it will mess up the story."

Blazer didn't know what to say, anyway, he prayed that his story would not be added.

Crackling---

The vibration from the chain made Blazer turn his head, and the eight-legged warhorse was struggling to stand up. The mane, the symbol of a good horse, stood up, and it looked extremely majestic with the swelling red muscles.

"Are you angry?"

"Hiss--"

The eight pairs of legs of the eight-legged warhorse were like drumsticks beating a war drum, beating wild cheering drums with the earth as the drumhead.

[Eight-legged Sleipnir LV155]

[Shuttle Z/Trampling SSS/Super Lung Capacity SSS/Kick SSS///]

"Ha, the benefits of living long." Blaze exhaled a little sourly.

There is a limit to using skill points to improve proficiency, which can only reach A. The next step is a long, seemingly endless use of skills to accumulate proficiency.

If there is no accident, it will take a hundred years to break through the A proficiency and reach the next level. In other words, humans will never be able to break through the limit of skill proficiency unless there is an opportunity.

Blaze's only two proficiency S, [Moon Goddess Curse], were absorbed by absorbing negative states, and the remaining [Leo Z] was also obtained from the Nemean Giant.

Unlike his coincidence, the stranger seems to have other ways to break through, but that is a real strategic secret and will not be easily revealed.

To be honest, Blaze, who once used the God Card, felt the power of proficiency Z, which fundamentally changed a skill.

The most basic and simple skill [Translation] evolved into a hidden metaphor that can communicate with everything and even read breathing.

The source of power for the eight-legged warhorse that can travel through all worlds and become truly immortal is undoubtedly [Shuttle Z].

Blaze shook the chain in his hand, staring at the eight-legged warhorse, and said to the chicken.

"I say, haven't I given you a gift for a long time?"

"It's been a while, can I choose a gift?" The chicken understood what Blaze meant in a second, leaning on Blaze in a posture that he didn't know how to learn, and circled Blaze's chest with the feathers on the tip of his wings.

"I see that there are a lot of good things on that horse, how about those?"

The chicken probably wanted to learn to act like a spoiled woman, but unfortunately she was too big and furry, and half of Blaze's body disappeared in the feathers.

Amaterasu sneezed when the feathers tickled her nose, and then she wiped her nose with her fingers and fell into a sweet sleep again.

"She seems to have sprayed snot on my neck!?"

Blazer covered his mouth and screamed silently. He was originally a little proud and ambiguous in his heart. He felt that this state was good. The boyish heart in his heart was full of pink bubbles, but a snot bubble made him fall into reality.

The goddess may not have three urgent needs, but she will drool and sneeze.

The so-called life is to grind beautiful fantasies into reality bit by bit.

"Haa——"

Blazer sighed hard, and pulled the chain with his right hand. The eight-legged warhorse that was about to escape stumbled and fell to the ground again. He told the eight-legged warhorse with his actions that if he wanted to escape, he had to get past him first.

[Silver King/Amaterasu], the body of a moon wolf that devoured the sun. But judging from the changes in its own attributes, it is no less than the attributes obtained by using the God Card and the skills of various proficiency Z.

Although Amaterasu does not have the dignified beauty of the goddess, the numerical beauty is still there.

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"It's really a shabby palace. It looks like rotten meat crawling with maggots. It doesn't look like a place where the mistress should live."

The voice that suddenly sounded in [Palace Eleudnir] made the male servant's eyes sharp. The maid closed her eyes and stretched out her hand to block Hela.

"Badur? This is the first time you have taken the initiative to talk to me since you fell into the underworld of Helm." Hela raised her head and glanced at it, but then continued to eat the feast.

"How does it feel to fall from the throne in the sky into the rotten flesh?"

"It feels good. Everything here makes me feel fresh. I won't get tired of it even in two hundred years." Balder's voice doesn't sound like a prisoner at all, but rather like an emperor on a private visit.

"But the guest who visited you today made me think I should do something, such as giving you more food, such as panic and chaos. Do you think the dead will still have diseases?"

"What do you want to do?" Hela narrowed her eyes and put down the plate heavily.

"Let's make a deal."

"A deal that is good for everyone."