Author: Moon into the Cold Abyss

Zhou Ming and Wang Siyan walked up the steps step by step, approaching the huge collapsed arch.

Behind the arch was a towering giant tree, but now the giant tree had withered and had no trace of life. Under a huge rock, they saw a special corpse. The corpse had not turned into fossilized bones like other corpses, but still had flesh and blood left.

The corpse was covered with broken armor, and the skirt and armor part resembled the shape of lotus petals.

The left half of the deceased's body had disappeared and seemed to have been cut off. A red-hot spear was driven into his chest, and his whole body was burned black.

In his only remaining hand, he held half a golden ring with a torn seven-foot red silk wrapped around it. Near his right foot lay two wheel-like wheels.

It's like a thing, but it's much smaller than an ordinary wheel, and is similar in size to an electric car.

"Isn't this Asgard?" Wang Siyan slowly approached the corpse to take a closer look, pointing at the broken armor and said, "But the style of the armor is obviously not the ancient Western style, but rather very similar to ancient Chinese armor. This guy is

The magician who came here recently? Is this his magic tool?"

Wang Siyan reached out to pick up the golden ring in the corpse's hand, but as soon as he picked it up, the golden ring quickly turned gray, cracked, and shattered into powder like fake gold being oxidized, and the seven-foot red silk wrapped around the ring also followed.

It turns into broken pieces of cloth.

Wang Siyan retracted his hand with some regret, looked at the small cart wheel at the feet of the body, and did not dare to touch it again.

Zhou Ming slowly leaned over, stared at the corpse solemnly, and said in a deep voice: "This is Nezha, the third prince."

The knowledge about this myth and legend comes from the memory instilled in him by Ping Xingyue. The opponent is holding the Qiankun Circle and Huntian Ling in his hand, and the one at his feet is the Hot Fire Wheel. As for the one inserted in his chest...

Fire spear.

Are you kidding? Why is Nezha here? And why did he die here?!

Zhou Ming's brain is very confused. He doesn't understand why a god from Eastern myths and legends appears in Asgard. Such strange stories are simply impossible to establish. Stories like Guan Gong's battle with Qin Qiong will never be widely disseminated.

, it is impossible for Nezha to make a big fuss in Odin’s Hall of Valor.

But the corpse in front of me really looks like Nezha!

By the way, Sister Xingyue’s notes!

Sister Xingyue must have recorded something in her notes!

Zhou Ming immediately opened Ping Xingyue’s notes:

[Finally here! I really want to curse, or I have already cursed in reality, but it is better to be more polite when recording things in writing. First of all, I am not sure if this place is the end of Asgard.

, I think not.

And there are some strange places here. I saw Nezha’s body here.

Why does Nezha's body appear here? He and Odin are gods of two systems. If Odin naturally lives in Asgard after the strange resurrection, then Nezha should live in the ruins of Heaven.

No matter how you look at it, he does not belong to this ruins, and what is even more unacceptable is that he is dead.

Who did Nezha lose to? Is it Odin? But it doesn’t look like there are people here. The gods of the East can’t beat the gods of the West? It’s really annoying. This guy can’t be a magician dressed up as Nezha.

Teacher?]

It seems that Sister Xingyue has no clue at this time, Zhou Ming thought to himself.

"Anyway, let's move on."

"Um."

The two continued to move forward, crossing giant trees and vines that were several people tall, and looking for a walkable path among the rubble. Although both Zhou Ming and Wang Siyan could use spells to go faster, they both chose to climb on foot.

, an indescribable feeling that made them extremely anxious and uneasy.

Just like two rabbits who strayed into a tiger's den, they didn't dare to run, and they didn't dare to scare the snake away.

After climbing over several vines, they saw half a corpse on a very conspicuous ground. This half of the corpse was even better preserved than Nezha. It even looked like it had just died. If not for a closer look, they found that the skin of the corpse was somewhat dehydrated.

, they may even think that the other person is the conjurer who just died here.

The skin of the corpse was indigo, but the hair was as red as cinnabar. The eyes were wide and bulging, and the mouth was like a beak. There were fangs in the mouth that directly covered the lips, and there were actually a pair of them on the back.

Bird wing skeleton.

His expression was ferocious and angry, but after all, he had been dead for a long time, and his cloudy eyeballs and wrinkled skin made his emotions before death fade a lot.

Zhou Ming silently opened the note, and the handwriting revealed on it was:

[It seems that it is not the magician who dresses up as Nezha. There should be no magician who has the leisure and elegance to dress up as a character in the novel of the gods and come to Asgard to explore. If Nezha can still pass the equipment and clothes

Imitation, it is much more difficult for Lei Zhenzi to imitate.

It seems that the two dead people are really Nezha and Lei Zhenzi, but the truth is still doubtful and there are still many doubts.

One: Is it possible that the magician was transformed into Nezha and Lei Zhenzi by ghost stories, and they were not the original prototypes?

Second: Eastern gods should not appear in the ruins that emerged in this era, because the ruins are an alien space phenomenon caused by a certain ghost story that has been spread too widely and the density of the curse power is too high.

All the ruins so far have a unified style, because their most fundamental prototypes are still rumors and stories. Such bad stories of the war between the gods of the East and West will never be widely spread.

So the most likely possibility is that Nezha and Lei Zhenzi did not belong to Asgard itself, but were outsiders who died here for some reason.】

"Could it be Odin who killed them?" Zhou Ming thought about all the possibilities he could think of, "Or this place is not actually Asgard at all, but a ruins based on Eastern mythology."

"But why in Iceland?" Wang Siyan tilted his head and looked at Zhou Ming doubtfully.

Zhou Ming shook his head and couldn't answer. No matter how you look at it, this kind of thing is full of loopholes.

Of course, there was another thing that confused Zhou Ming.

Since he is holding this notebook now, it means that Sister Xingyue has not only been here and seen everything, but also successfully left this place.

But she did not inform the relevant departments of the information about the end of Asgard. The ruins are obviously one of the rare alien spaces that are not affected or strengthened by external human emotions. Why is she unwilling to share the information? Because she thinks it is not relevant.

Trust?

Or are there other reasons?

Zhou Ming withdrew his gaze from Lei Zhenzi's body and looked higher. At this casual glance, he saw a familiar figure.

On the highest point of the sloping, sharp palace roof, a figure stood gracefully, leaning on a delicate cane.

Wearing the familiar deerstalker hat, retro cane and windbreaker, she still holds a pipe that is not suitable for women.

The eyes as cold as an ice lake struck Zhou Ming's soul. When he looked at the other party's warm but calm smile, his blood seemed to freeze in his veins.

"Sister Xingyue?" Zhou Ming opened his mouth wide and stood there blankly.
Chapter completed!