I Don't Agree to the Terms-Chapter 1150 - 604: All of This Is the Riddler’s Guidance

So the entire Nine Realms were dragged into the flames of war, not just Asgard being affected.

This time, the war was comprehensive.

It wasn't just the Anu God Race where Odin was, but even Valhalla where the Wasa Divine Race resided was also implicated.

When Mimir first acquired the knowledge of the Dual-star Celestial Body, he was still confident, but upon witnessing the actual devastation, his confidence plummeted instantly.

If you want to build it, at the very least there must be people; now, where are you supposed to find people?

Let Gu Shanhai do the work? He had thought about it, but he also had doubts about Gu Shanhai's skills.

Even if there was the skill, having Gu Shanhai build it slowly by himself would take an indefinitely long time.

The size of the Dual-star Celestial Body is enormous; it is not easy to succeed.

"We can only do our best; beyond that, I can't help much either." Gu Shanhai thought about staying here, with no intention of going to other worlds, provided he could do what he was capable of.

However, he was also pondering one thing; if Mimir wasn't lying and saw his figure in the river of time, it indirectly proved that the back-projection of his memory was successful, but the project must need an anchor point. With the World Tree and its leaves gone, what would he use as the anchor point?

Use himself? Or the Dual-star Celestial Body.

Gu Shanhai leaned more towards the latter; as for the likelihood of success, he didn't know. He had the structure and partial data of the Dual-star Celestial Body, but he couldn't possibly replicate the original; he had no idea what the vitality of the Hunting Star was, let alone what the Frost Star was.

One had to admit, this thing was indeed a big pitfall. First, they tried using frost to extinguish the fire, but when that didn't work, it turned into Destructive Frost, continuing to plague the world. The good news was that the Destructive Frost was suppressed by the Hunting Star, meaning some worlds could still endure.

Unlike the flames, which, once ignited, burned indiscriminately.

"If only Odin were still alive, with his wisdom, he might see more." Mimir sighed and said.

Compared to Mimir, the knowledge Odin acquired far exceeded that of this Wisdom Giant. After all, the price he paid was great, and as the Divine King, he could see much more.

"If he were still alive, there would be no Ragnarok." Gu Shanhai stated, this was a plot twist that no one could stop.

"Everything is but a mandate of fate." Mimir could only say this, otherwise, he couldn't say anything more.

On the road, Gu Shanhai and Mimir chatted intermittently, often probing for some information overtly and covertly.

Mimir noticed this; he didn't hide anything, as there was no utility in it. The Nine Realms were burning, whether god or human, in his eyes, they were all as good as dead, so what was there to hide?

The two non-human beings soon arrived at Svartalfheim, though there wasn't much to see there, just a wilderness set ablaze by flames.

After wandering around, apart from bodies scattered everywhere, they found nothing else.

"There aren't any survivors this time; you might be disappointed." Gu Shanhai said.

"There's no helping it; let us first gather Odin and their remains." Seeing this, Mimir noted that, not to mention the Dwarf Progenitor Monsenir, there weren't even ordinary dwarves left.

"No problem, I saw everything clearly from the Supreme King's Throne." Gu Shanhai wasn't interested in looking for Monsenir, but he was quite intrigued by the idea of collecting the bodies of Odin, Thor, Fenrir, and the like.

Mimir found it strange; he thought Gu Shanhai seemed a bit excited, something seemed odd.

The process of picking up these bodies went smoothly, without Poison Dragon Hodnig to compete, no one else wanted these bodies—probably because everyone else might already be dead.

"You don't seem to be from this era?" Mimir watched as Gu Shanhai put Odin into his arms; it was a shocking sight, putting a burly man into his clothes looked odd no matter what.

"Eh? How do you know?" Gu Shanhai was a bit curious, but he didn't stop working, placing the Demon Wolf Fenrir along with the Gungnir it held in its mouth into his arms as well.

He had no intention of hiding this from Mimir, as there was no point.

Even if Mimir knew, so what? Could he possibly beat him?

Transmigrators and rebirths tend to hide their identity initially because the benefits are too vast. Once exposed, disaster is sure to follow.

Gu Shanhai was different now; he was almost a disaster himself.

As for those great terrors beyond the void, they simply didn't care. Within the world, transmigrators and rebirths might be rare, but when the base number is large, it is no longer unique. Moreover, these existences could create transmigrators and rebirths themselves.

Not to mention them, even Gu Shanhai could do it now, though it was risky because he wasn't sure if he could successfully transmigrate to another world and emerge intact from the river of time.

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"I noticed, especially the style of your clothes; there are no such garments in the Nine Realms." Mimir had actually known for a while, but he merely wanted to continue the conversation.

"Well, you do have an eye for detail." Gu Shanhai chuckled and then said, "I am from the future, yes, with the help of the World Tree."

"It's just that there was a 'small' issue on the way, that the World Tree reverted too far, and by the time I landed, I had become like this."

Gu Shanhai didn't specify how small that issue was; it wasn't appropriate for Mimir to hear.

Mimir's mind was already not functioning well due to contamination; what if he went mad after hearing these things?

If he did go mad, Gu Shanhai could easily finish him off and bury him, but if contamination led to a mutation, that would be unfortunate.

After all, Mimir was in his hands at the moment; if he mutated, he'd surely attack him first.

"I see, have you seen Hel and Naglfar? Where did she go?" Mimir suddenly asked.

"Did you peek at the script or what..." Gu Shanhai retorted, after Ragnarok began, this guy was at the Well of Wisdom and Knowledge in Jotunheim, how could he know about the battlefield, yet he was now asking where Hel and Naglfar went.

"No, it was just a hint from the Three Goddesses of Fate." Mimir answered plainly, "With the Naglfar, a ship capable of traversing worlds, and Hel as the Death Goddess, she wouldn't die so easily."

"Unfortunately, they're both dead." Gu Shanhai vividly described the scene he saw from the Supreme King's Throne.

Mimir didn't react much; dead was dead, what could he do?

Then the question returned: "You're from the future, what is the future like?"

This was his main purpose.

"Well, actually, things were quite terrible too." Gu Shanhai summarized the situation.

"So, my plan could succeed, but at a great cost, with fragment worlds endlessly cycling through rebirth and destruction." Mimir felt a mix of emotions hearing this.

He later heard of the extinction of the Aesir, the Vanir, the Giant Race, etc., and sighed deeply, but didn't express much more.

If the world could stabilize, it would already be quite good; how could one dare expect more?

Gu Shanhai was puzzled by this. If Odin didn't know, it would be understandable, but surely Mimir, the Three Goddesses of Fate, etc., could have foreseen some things? Yet, they didn't prevent it, instead acting like riddlers while the world collapsed, and thinking of remedial measures afterward, it seemed quite bizarre.