I Don't Agree to the Terms-Chapter 1149 - 604: All of This Is the Riddler’s Guidance

Mimir's plan, unsurprisingly, involves the dual-star celestial bodies, just as he had speculated.

The Hunting Star is made with Odin, the Silver Hall, the Supreme King's throne, and other main materials. However, they need to find the dwarf Monsenir first.

Monsenir is no ordinary being; he was created by Odin and his brothers Willie and Feili using the blood of the giant Brimir and Bryan's limbs, hence also known as the "Astonishing Sculpture." He is called the progenitor of dwarves.

Only he can successfully forge it.

Of course, this is to stabilize the world about to shatter; before that, Frost Star is needed to extinguish the flames. Otherwise, even if the world is stabilized, the perpetual fire will still turn it into scorched earth.

As for the raw materials, the best choice is the Ancestor of Frost Giants, Bergelmir. The problem is nobody can find him, perhaps he's dead, so it remains uncertain.

"So, we still need to find the dwarf Monsenir? He's not necessarily alive."

"Honestly, the probability of Sutert being alive is higher than his."

Gu Shanhai joked, not agreeing with Mimir's plan at all, for a very simple reason: it's unrealistic.

You ask a dwarf to do these things, not even considering whether he's still alive, even if he is, he probably can't do it.

Because Mimir really only has one plan; he knows nothing about how to forge dual-star celestial bodies—it's just demands from above, and those below have to work hard.

Dwarves indeed excel at craftsmanship, whether it's Odin's Gungnir spear or Thor's Mjolnir hammer, both crafted by dwarves.

So Mimir wants to forge the Hunting Dual Star, naturally he needs to find a dwarf.

The idea is good, but it feels a bit off after his mind was seemingly polluted. Finding a dwarf to help forge presupposes the dwarf is still alive.

Under the current circumstances, very few can survive; even if a dwarf survives, it's uncertain they have the skills and technology to create dual-star celestial bodies.

"Sutert is long dead; although he ignited the fire with the branches of destruction, without him as the sacrificial offering, how could Yuktrahil catch fire?" Mimir replied, but indeed didn't refute the earlier point—now he realized, if the dwarf is dead, none of it matters.

"We can only go check it out. Finding a living dwarf would be best; if not..."

"Then I'll have to handle it myself."

Gu Shanhai showed some interest in forging the dual-star celestial bodies.

But the premise is Mimir providing enough assistance, like related technology; otherwise, starting from scratch holds no interest for him.

In Mimir's mind, memories may exist, but Gu Shanhai dared not probe, as it concerns pollution. He'd rather avoid interacting with entities in the void.

This is nothing good.

"If Monsenir is dead, we'll have to entrust it to you." Mimir, now reduced to just a head, naturally had no choice but to rely on external things.

He has wisdom, sure, but unable to realize it, he's just a figurehead.

As for spiritual power intervening with objects, soul energy materializing as reality—Mimir doesn't possess such abilities; if he did, he wouldn't be in this situation.

Norse mythology is myth; it's not a novel, serving narrative rather than logic.

By logic, Odin would be killed by the Demon Wolf Fenrir, and Fenrir, in turn, slain by Odin's son, Forest God Vidar—first stomped under an iron boot, then pierced with the Gungnir spear—is absurd.

"How much do you know about Monsenir?" Gu Shanhai asked.

"I don't know much, our interactions were quite limited." Mimir admitted his lack of knowledge.

"We need to go to Svartalfheim, the realm of dwarf dwarves."

"But to reach there, we must avoid the Poison Dragon Hodnig; its venom is extremely dangerous. If it contaminates you, I can't resolve it; its venom can even corrode Yuktrahil. Even Odin needs to be cautious." Mimir gave a solemn warning.

Various myths and stories have quite fluctuating character and plot power due to serving narratives, combined with ancient perceptual issues, appearing strange.

Like in Journey to the West, where Sun Wukong failed to shatter a stone slab yet stirred the Heavenly Court and Underworld, actual combat power varied with narrative progression.

"I understand." Gu Shanhai replied ambiguously.

He hadn't told Mimir he already contained the Poison Dragon Hodnig.

"Previously, I viewed the Nine Realms from the Supreme King's throne; Svartalfheim's situation is bleak, so don't hold high expectations." Gu Shanhai candidly shared his observation.

With the Nine Realms engulfed in flames from the Supreme King's perspective, vitality seemed scarce, thus Monsenir's chance of survival appeared slim.

"No worries, just do your best." Mimir didn't press.

Firstly, the world's collapse isn't solely due to the World Tree collapsing and being engulfed in infinite flames but also incursions of giants and Loki's revenge, among other actions.