because i am stel

But it is not important.

Myths are myths precisely because their sources are vague and unreliable.If the order is clear and the evidence is clear, then the myth will become official history, no matter how extraordinary the content recorded on it is.

So, when Moses arrived at Mount Sinai.The omen he saw in the flames was no longer a phantom but a real human body-Sirtel replaced Yahweh, and Yahweh was happy to see it.

Exodus was also amended for this.Moses is no longer fighting with his great knight—there is no such thing as a great knight in this era—brother Aaron and Pharaoh’s magicians, but relying on the authority given by Shirtel to override the current world.And the ten plagues of Egypt are no longer the ten plagues of Yahweh but the ten plagues of Shirtel.

What separated the Red Sea was no longer the co-operated spells of the Hebrew warlocks, but the power directly descended from Shirtel.The covenant made in the Ark of the Covenant also became the Ten Commandments signed by Shirtel and the Hebrews.

Shirtel is still Shirter.

But Yahweh has completely become her—because in the Hebrew language, Yahweh means the Supreme One, a title of respect rather than an actual name of God.For the only God needs neither a name nor an image.And this also means that the only God can have any name and any image.

Therefore, Yahweh can be Shirtel from the very beginning—this is a clear and complete logic.No need to argue.

There is no need to argue.

Because power itself is the most powerful evidence, the weapon of criticism can never replace the criticism of weapons.

Then, Stelter moved along the long river of history for a while-she experienced the age of David, and then experienced the age of Solomon.She made one covenant after another with the king of the Hebrews, so that she anointed the Messiah in the future, referring to him as the king, but it became the Hebrews must be anointed The tradition of being king.

The past and the present tend to a completely different path in constant revisions-the main body of history still has not undergone subversive and huge changes.However, at the end of history, everything ushered in a completely different modification.

For the plagues of the world are removed.

When she set foot on America in 'now', all she saw was the sky covered by the evening flames.And South America and North America, which are intact, except that the residents are a little flustered, everything is exactly the same as usual.

A new memory was created in the girl's mind - after World War I in Japan, the moment the fallen Yahweh came to North America, she was replaced by her own creation ceremony.Because she was more orthodox than Yahweh, she killed the fallen god and usurped all divine power with just one thought.

Heaven became a part of her, and depended on the divine power of Heaven.She quelled all the chaos with ease.And wiped out those ancient gods from Aztec or Maya.

No, it doesn't really matter.

Because soon, these barbarian gods were buried in the back door by her method of world line correction before they were born.The instant it came down, it was burnt out by the twilight fire that erupted from its body, and it ushered in the end.

The world has thus become peaceful.No change except that Japan was demolished and rebuilt for the de facto construction of 'Genesis', and that the moon was still cut in half.In the whole world, what people know is only the birth of the seventh king and the Eastern Expedition.And the twilight fire that suddenly covered the entire sky, I don't know where it came from, but it seems to be closely related to an ancient god.

No one died and no one was injured.Olympus was punctually crushed, while the Nordic gods stood still.

Miss Stelter roughly guessed the reason why Nordic has not changed-so she put Nordic in the penultimate step.

She spent a short period of time in 'now' America, and then returned to Europe, the northernmost part of Europe, Northern Europe.

She then traveled to Norse Mythology Birth.And at the same time, it was the time when humans and gods lived together.

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combustion.

When Miss Steele descended at the right moment, she saw everything burn.

Yggdrasil, the world tree, is burning blazingly.Nine huge kingdoms, snakes entwining the courtyard, magic wolves devouring the sun, and ancient and powerful gods.Their corpses are all lying on the top of the kingdom, in a state of fighting with each other, burning blazingly in the fire.

"Twilight of the Gods." Witnessing such a magnificent scene, Miss Shirter said softly.

"Yes, Ragnarok." A familiar voice came from the side.And Surte, who had fought her once, stood on the other side of the Burning God Realm.

Looking at the burning sky, looking at the Nine Realms covered in flames.

Surte didn't hold a sword in his hand, nor did he have murderous aura lingering around its figure.It looks like a laborer who has worked hard all day.Looking at the assembly line products that are made by my own hands, but have nothing to do with it, I sigh meaninglessly.

"The myths of mortals allow us to gain intelligence and manifest in the world, and the myths of mortals have thus become our containers and shackles of restraint."

"The wisest of them directed this Ragnarok drama. And when all mortals thought we gods of the world would kill each other, we did kill each other. Only the last gone."

There is a wide and gorgeous banquet table beside Surte - this is the place where the dead gods hold their feasts.

First came the spirits of nature, then myths, and then the gods.And before the myths were codified to their final outcome and received enough recognition, the gods ruled over the earth and enjoyed everything.

"Mortal people are very smart." Soult sat down at the table and motioned for Miss Shirter to sit on the other side. "Although the writings of Ragnarok did not end us completely, but only let us escape into the realm of mythology. But it is still a victory, a very large progress. They personally ended the age of the gods and opened the godslayer And if they have enough time, maybe one day, we gods will be completely domesticated. Let's become tools or fuel in the hands of mortals."

"That's why you hate them." Miss Steele, taking a seat on the other side of the table. "you remember me?"

"Of course I remember, because you are my variant. Because I occupy a good location. After you came here, I know a lot." Soulte spread his generous hands. "I don't hate mortals either. Because hatred is a characteristic of mortals, because they are complex, and they have multiple components and positions. Gods are different. Gods are higher than them. They are also purer than them."

A graceful lady with pale crimson hair reaching ankles came out from the depths of burning Asgard.Holding the wine jug, with a smile, he filled a glass of liquid flame for Surte and Miss Shirtle respectively.She didn't speak, but Shirtel always felt very strange looking at her.Some are familiar, some are tempting, but some are repulsive.

Levantin didn't seem to like this woman.But very rarely, the girl did not have an instinctive aversion to this woman because of Levantin's disgust.

"I don't hate mortals." Surte picked up the golden cup and drank the flames in the cup. "We just made a choice, and then got the result - we are stored in the myth, which means that we will be trapped in the myth, and we will never be able to go any further. We have chosen this shackle, this cage. We have lost to our own decision, so we naturally have no need to vent our anger on mortals."

"Even if all mortals can live now, and gods like you are going to die, it's the same?" Miss Shirtel didn't touch the fire in the cup.

"If the star soul is not dead, it is the recovery of the star soul that kills us. Now that the star soul is dead, we will also die from the erosion of the star soul. Mortals are only qualified, have the potential to defeat us in the future, and will definitely be able to defeat us." We. Therefore, there is no hatred between us and mortals."

"But mortals may not think so."

"That's their freedom." Soult drank the second cup of fire. "The gods are hopeless. We are bound to die and there is no hope. Therefore, it is our decision to hand over the future and inheritance to mortals. It is also a proof that the gods are higher than mortals."

"I kind of like to call it boring godly arrogance."

"If a group that is about to perish doesn't even have arrogance left, then what else is there?" Surte laughed loudly, and put down the golden cup, and the nameless but beautiful lady immediately filled the third cup for her. "And, I, who is a different body... Do you hate the gods?"

"It's not necessary." Miss Shirter raised her eyebrows, but she still didn't touch the golden cup in front of her. "I decided to kill all the gods and gods in the sky and the world because I judged that you are hopeless and you have never called me for help. Although the mortals did not call me for help, they regarded me as king and sent me to serve me. Maid. Therefore, my goal is to kill all the gods and save humans as much as possible."

"You mean, if the gods call for help, you will try your best to help us escape from this disaster?"

"Yeah, but you can't escape. So in the end I'll just kill you before you get tainted, then copy your message, remake you with another container that won't get tainted and remove you from this planet." Removal—this is actually death for you as well. It’s just that there will be another group that inherits your civilization, is almost exactly like you, and even thinks it is your own group that will still survive in the universe and continue your civilization. It's just tradition."

Ms. Shirter said the final goal of her journey of correction, as well as the content of the agreement with Athena.

"Athena of Olympus asked me for help, so I will use this method to continue her group of gods. And if you ask me the same now, then I can designate for you and your The group of gods, arrange a path for the continuation of the same civilization."

When she saw the giant king in front of her, she froze for a moment.

Then I laughed.

"No, one of the successors is enough. And I also have my duties to fulfill - I am the end, I am the twilight, and I am responsible for ending the fate of the gods. Before the pollution can change them, I will take the first step. Kill them all."

Ah... sure enough.The tranquility of Northern Europe is precisely because of Sirte's actions.Don't know exactly what it's doing 'now' though.But it was supposed to be another Ragnarok, and it didn't, and didn't plan to, keep anyone alive, including itself.

At this point, there is no need to continue.

"Farewell, then, Soult." Miss Steele nodded, and got up. "Although you should see me again in thousands of years."

"See you in thousands of years, my variant." The fire giant king nodded to her, and then drank the third cup of fire from the golden cup.

Fire flames then gushed out from its body, boiling outward from its five sense organs and under the skin.The ancient fire giant king turned into a burning skeleton in some kind of flame that should not hurt it, but was also the only one that could hurt it, and then collapsed and dissipated.become invisible.

It returns to the mythical realm at this point in time. The Nordic people and gods live together, and since then it has come to an end due to the twilight of the gods——

No, not yet.Not so much.

Shirter turned his head and looked at the noble lady who was standing behind Surte's seat and pouring the wine for it - when she looked at it, it also smiled at her.

"You are……?"

"Simola." The graceful and beautiful woman answered her, and her voice always made her feel a little familiar. "Soulte's destined wife and custodian of Levantin."

"Then it seems that there is still some difference between me and it." Miss Shier Teer suddenly realized.She knew that in Norse mythology, there was indeed a woman named Simola who was the wife of the fire giant king, but there was no clear evidence in the records that Levantin would be placed in her hands in normal times.

"I wouldn't hand Levantin over to anyone, not anyone."

"Sulte thinks so too. But I'm an exception." The noble lady continued to smile, but there was always something strange in her smile that made someone feel awkward. "Besides, you will definitely meet a companion like me and Sirte in the future. I can feel that that time is very close."

"I don't believe it."

"You will believe it." Simola bowed slightly to her, but looked at Levantin floating behind her. "After all, she is such a beautiful and lovely young lady. At that time, you must be reluctant to let her always follow you in a fighting posture."

"...What did you say?" Miss Shirtle felt a little incomprehensible-what beautiful lady?What's the matter with Levantine?This is nonsense...

She still wanted to ask, but the next moment, the noble lady in front of her disappeared into the suddenly rising flames.

"You will know." The figure of the noble lady was blurred in the flames, and it was not known whether it was an illusion.Miss Steele always felt as if she saw the outline of a sword in the firelight.

Maybe that was really an illusion.

Miss Steele shook her head and patted her forehead.She felt that Levantin beside her seemed to have a tendency to explode in the next second.However, when her fingers were pressed against Levantin's blade, this strange feeling completely disappeared in an instant.

——It’s inexplicable... Is it because I am in Ragnarok, so I have been affected extra?

——Or is it that Levantin is shy... Gan, why do I have such crazy thoughts?

There was chaos in her mind, but her reason soon brought her back to sobriety and let go of many previous distracting thoughts.

Now is not the time to think about these things, there is one last... no, maybe two things to do.

She left from the wine table, and at the same time, the wine table, together with the golden cup on the wine table, turned into burnt ashes.

She doesn't fix Nordic history because it doesn't need to.Just as she does not need to revise China's history.Her influence permeated every corner of the earth but did not affect the original direction of history.And when the Nine Realms turned into nothingness under the twilight fire of this era, exposing the original earth, she also left from here, heading for the next and last site.

When she was leaving, she subconsciously hugged Levantin tighter than usual.

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Chapter 130: After the Curtain

Last stop, Olympus.

The location chosen by Ms. Stelter is the Parthenon Temple in the period when humans and gods were mixed.

There she saw Athena—robed in white and crowned with laurels.But with the scepter and weapon aside, Athena looks like a girl.

"I'll fulfill the promise, Athena." Miss Stelter pressed her fingers on Lewandine's handle. "Do you have any last words to say?"

she added.

"This will be a very quick process. There will be no pain in dying under the sword of Levantine."

And the goddess in front of her calmly promised herself.

"What are you going to do?" the maiden goddess asked softly. "What kind of new container do you plan to install for the gods. Where do you plan to let the gods go after leaving here?"

"Nanomachines," Miss Strutter replied. "I will kill you all in this era, and then encapsulate your information into a container made of my blood and fire and project it into the 'now'-because my body is now 'Kaleidoscopic', can Generate cold nuclear fusion units in the nucleus. Once this container is no longer suppressed by the historical correction force, it will proliferate according to the design I wrote in advance, and after absorbing enough mass, it will become able to A starship that sails freely in space."

She raised her hand, and a strand of flame-wrapped blood left her fingertips and spilled out.And it was suspended around her body and turned into a delicate airtight object.

"To put it simply, it's a rehearsal of the twilight of the Nordic gods - what is taken away is only a copy of your information. And your essence, the natural spirit from the planet will still return to the mythical realm to ensure that history will not be affected by your Disappearing and drifting into some outrageous situation that I can't handle."

"You will stay away from the earth, and as for where you go, it is up to you... Ah, maybe you will become travelers from other worlds like me. Maybe you will drive to another world if you don't pay attention."

A complex information vortex constructed with flames emerges from the surface of the container.The final form of the starship was revealed in front of Athena—it was a mimic planet that looked like metal but was actually nano-flesh.And this is exactly the ending that immature extraordinary beings can finally reach after expanding their scale without limit.

"...your primary purpose is to ensure that history can function properly." The goddess of wisdom made a summary. "On the basis of satisfying this, you will allow the civilization of Olympus to continue."

"Yes, that's the premise." Miss Shirter nodded. "I can't even use force in this era. Because I don't know. If I break the earth's crust with a sword here..."

She blinked, the moment she had the thought.The entire earth's surface at 'now' is caught in a superposition state of chaos.Everything is blurry.

"...well, it looks like the corrected worldline would make Earth 'now' the twin of Mars. And that would mean I might have to travel to an earlier point in time. And I don't think it's necessary to add redundant workload."

"Understood." Athena sighed slightly melancholy. "In this way, it is indeed the best outcome for the gods... Is there really no hope?"

"You are a god who symbolizes wisdom. You should be more aware of the overall situation of your world than I am." Miss Shirtel responded without leaving any room. "I don't reject doing more things for a better ending, but if there are no plans and pathways to a better ending, then I won't waste time doing useless work."

"...You are such a cruel god, Shirtel." Athena's voice was full of regret and sadness. "If you can arrive in this world earlier. Then I will try my best to provide more services by your side, and even try to climb into your bed. If I can occupy a better position in your heart, maybe The concubine's greed can be realized at this time."

Miss Steele raised her eyebrows slightly.

"You mean, you want to fuck me?"

"...Is this the angle of attention? Sure enough, your thinking circuit is completely different from ours."

The goddess sighed, and took the shield and spear, which symbolized war and victory, into her hands——she then slightly lowered her figure and entered a fighting posture.

"These are the last words of my concubine. Miss Shirtel, at least let my concubine die in battle."

Shirtel didn't speak, just tilted his head slightly.Signal the goddess in front of her to move freely.

Athena took a deep breath.

Press the spear, charge.

And at the moment when the spear tip was about to touch Shirtel's body surface, the flame turned!

The goddess' spear, shield, and that graceful body were cut into two.The overflowing flames burned down the entire Parthenon and pointed directly at Mount Olympus at this point in time!

The holy mountain trembled, and the anger of Zeus, the king of gods, fell like rain and thunder.However, the overflowing flames easily swallowed the god king's lightning and hit Mount Olympus - when the mountain broke, Shirtel's figure also appeared behind the god king who was repulsed by the flames, waving The sword is a cut.

There is no difference between the three generations of god kings and the four generations of god kings.The thunder and lightning of Zeus can restrain all the gods of Olympus, but under the flames of Levantine, it is nothing more than a sexually transformed Athena-killing Athena only requires a sword.Then to kill Zeus, naturally only one sword is needed.

The flames continued to spread, seeping into the ocean, causing the sea to boil.The temple of Poseidon was burned, and Poseidon and its trident were melted into scrap iron.

The earth was opened, and the underworld was exposed to the sun.And the endless twilight fire vaporized Hades in an instant and formed a pillar of fire reaching the sky——Apollo, Helios, the Lord of the Sun was pulled by the twilight fire and swallowed into the pillar of fire.And the sea of ​​​​fire immediately passed through the sky, tearing and melting Artemis and her sisters together.