Episode 158: The Grand Palace of Stockholm -4-
“You’re a Paladin of Thor! Is this how a Paladin behaves?”
Someone shouted loudly.
what.
He threw Mjolnir without hesitation.
Boom!
A bolt of lightning slashes and grazes my cheek.
Level 4 super-reinforcement soldier.
He can’t even react, then loses strength and collapses.
I was delighted to receive the returned Mjolnir.
“I don’t believe in Thor?”
“What, what did you say? Weren’t you a knight?”
“No. I don’t believe in any god. So, what’s the answer?”
I threw Mjolnir upward and caught it repeatedly.
Every time, thunder rumbled softly.
The energy of the earth is overflowing from the aegis worn on his left arm.
The supermen looked at me with tired faces.
At first glance, he’s clearly a knight.
However, it is impossible for a paladin to deny God.
Eventually I give up thinking about it.
“Whew! Do whatever you want!”
“You broke through, you took it, so it’s yours.”
“Damn it! I was trying to fix my fortune!”
“May I just look around? I swear to Odin, my father, and my son that I will not covet your spoils.”
“I am no different. If you want to take all the spoils, you must conquer this battlefield. The spoils belong to this battlefield until today’s battle is over. I want to take part in your battle.”
One of the rules of the Bigrid Plains.
Only the victor in battle may take the spoils out of the plains.
If you ignore it and run away with the ring and ship, you will disappear as soon as you leave the plains.
I nodded slowly as I looked at the superhumans.
“I will accept it if you swear that you will not covet my spoils and will follow my commands.”
“I swear!”
“I swear!”
“Okay. Then prepare for battle. We’ll sweep the ground.”
“You should come out like that!”
Everyone here is Norse.
The Norse hold oaths and promises sacred.
It was the same in modern times.
Koreans will never trust you, but you can trust the oaths of Norsemen.
Even if you look at the prophet’s ring, it was all a [true] psychological state.
Go to the bridge.
It’s an ancient ship, but it looks like a science fiction spaceship bridge.
A protruding captain’s seat at the center rear.
In front of it, there were a weapons control seat, a steering seat, a communication seat, and a detection seat.
It’ll take quite a few people to run this boat, right?
The superhumans who followed me had sparkling eyes.
I own it, but I want to touch it, even if only for a little while.
Maybe a few of them are just determined to hire me.
But soon their expectations were shattered.
My smartphone rang.
[Master! I can control it!]
“huh?”
[Please take me to the bridge!]
It was the magic spirit of the Red Cougar.
It entered the wide bridge on autopilot, settled into a suitable position, and floated.
A thick wire is stretched out and connected to the captain’s stone magic circle.
Magic signals were busily exchanged, and the robot head inside the red cougar glowed.
Wooooow.
Ships vibrating almost simultaneously.
A light came on inside the bridge.
The magic screen lit up and the outside scenery was clearly visible.
Plus a 3D map floating in the air.
“Are you manipulating it?”
[Yes! You know Frey’s sword, right?]
“A sword that moves by itself and kills a giant? You know.”
[That sword is the prototype of all the magical spirits in the world! That’s why it can operate Frey’s ship!]
That’s how it goes on.
The 3D map is expanded.
Contains the entire Bigrid Plains in space.
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The battle in heaven was over, but the war on earth had just begun.
The giants are coming.
The Flame Giant Army takes the lead.
Trampling, splitting, and crushing the Einherjar.
There are frost giants, sea giants, mud giants, wind giants, and hill giants.
There are many Einherjar, but their numbers are insufficient.
If you do well, you can win both battles.
I didn’t know I might lose.
“I can’t see Fenrir.”
“And Jormungand too.”
“There is no Surtr or Hel.”
“There are no gods. Only giants and Einherjar.”
thank god.
If it were a Ragnarok close to the original, with gods and enemies all mobilized, there would be nothing for me to do.
But today, Ragnarok is mostly made up of level 5 soldiers.
It’s a level where level 6 is mixed in and sometimes level 7 is visible, so I can be active.
All of these are poison to divine power.
It is said to be an ancient memory, but in reality it is closer to a ghost.
“egg plant.”
I sat in the captain’s seat.
A simple steering wheel is installed.
I thought I should change this to a joystick and piloted it myself.
A huge, massive magical ship?
So it’s slow?
You’re saying it only goes 60 kilometers per hour?
If you pour out your special skills, such words will disappear and remain.
[Driving][Boarding][All]
[Control][Sensation][Concentration]
Grrrrr!
Skidbladnir screamed.
Rapid acceleration.
It races as fast as a roller coaster at an amusement park.
The warriors who had been standing and sitting idly staggered as if they were about to fall over.
“Hey!”
“What’s going on so fast!”
“Guardian! What have you done!”
I ignored it and ran.
I felt like a whale swimming in the sky as I descended towards the nearby army of frost giants.
It was a real nosedive.
The army of giants that looked like a swarm of ants grew in size.
Magic screen on the front of the bridge.
Enough to fill the ugly blue giant’s face.
“Prepare for collision!”
“Huh!”
“You’re crazy! You’re crazy!”
“Damn! You’re completely crazy! Damn! That’s why I like it!”
“Yes! Warriors, descendants of Odin, servants of Thor! When will we have another great assault like this? Let’s kill them all!”
“Damn it! Let it be!”
Kkwarreung!
A giant ship crushed an army of giants.
A magical ship from mythology.
It is a tier 0 mount and SSR grade in the game.
Its durability is also mythical.
There wasn’t a single scratch on the floor, but the giant army was in complete chaos.
Broken limbs are a minor problem.
His head was cracked, his neck was fractured, and his tongue was bitten off.
It seemed like almost a dozen of them died in this one attack.
As they say, there is no enemy as easy as one of a different weight class.
“Kkuuuuuk!”
“Kwaaak!”
Even the giants weren’t suffering.
Grab Skidbladnir as he advances, crushing the ground.
Climb up, pressing your palms against the wall.
Is that because he’s a frost giant?
He was climbing up onto the deck, freely freezing and thawing his palms.
I left the captain’s seat and grabbed Mjolnir.
“Red. I’ll take care of the giants, so get out at full speed.”
[Yes, Master!]
“It’s finally our turn!”
“I’ve been waiting for you!”
They rushed out with the warriors.
Defending the entire wide deck is nearly impossible.
So I shouted at the bridge.
“Shrink it to the size of a destroyer!”
[Yes, Master!]
Skidbladnir folds and becomes smaller.
It originally transformed into the size of King Sejong the Great in the world.
The bridge was left as its original size, as the Red Cougar had to fit inside.
This is fine.
He leapt across the deck as if he was flying, slaughtering frost giants.
One for each swing of the sword, one for each hit of Mjolnir.
Tata tata tang!
And gunfire too.
When it comes to dealing with low-level enemies, nothing is more convenient than a gun.
[Gunman][Divine Power][Black Flame]
[Aim][Shoot][Speed]
It would be nice to have a rifle, but a shotgun will do.
Added the Youngtan attribute here.
Divine power, black flame, and spiritual bullets are poured on memories that are no different from ghosts?
If there’s anyone who can stand it, come out and see me.
“Ugh!”
“Ugh!”
“Keuh-keuh-euk!”
With a scream, the giants turned into soul dust.
A flood of astonished looks poured in.
What are you looking at?
After shooting the last giant, I headed to the bridge.
“Let’s go. Hold on tight!”
“shit!”
“What’s so hot about Asians?”
“You are a Norse berserker, a berserker!”
“Catch him!”
Gurrrrrr!
Skidbladnir rose up as if twisting.
Several giants were hanging around, but it was impossible to stop them.
In an instant, it soared as if it was touching the magic aurora, then changed direction.
Again, towards the ground.
Boom! Crunch!
Push the ground away as if plowing a field.
Smash the giants.
The ragtag army of giants was defeated without mercy.
There were a few dangerous moments.
Because they prepared in advance and then attacked all at once.
But they couldn’t defeat me and the superhumans.
The giants who climbed onto the deck and the giants who clung to the ship eventually became nothing more than soul dust.
I ran around like crazy and slaughtered giants.
‘The efficiency is f*cking shit.’
If I had fought real giants, I would have been rich.
Because of the loot dropped by the giants.
But the only spoils left behind by the ancient memories are soul dust.
All it did was drop a magical weapon very occasionally.
After the acceleration ring, all I could take was a few gold bars, a few herbs, and a few skins of an unknown animal.
I don’t know how long we fought.
A land without sun where you can’t tell day from night.
It was around the time when I had a bad breath and had emptied several bottles of the stimulants the supermen had brought with them.
Suddenly the world became brighter.
“Brother! The sun has risen!”
Sigmund’s cry.
I looked back at the eastern sky reflexively.
The sun, like a golden platter, was rising quietly.
And then a huge wolf chases after them.
“It’s a squall! It’s a squall!”
“We have to catch that guy!”
“Brother! If we overtake that bastard and catch the sun, today’s war will be over!”
You want me to catch a squall?
I quickly grabbed the steering wheel.
I pushed and pushed until the boat capsized, but it was too slow.
The sun and the storm were far away, casting only shadows.
“this!”
“Too slow!”
“Brother. How about chasing after him in a sports car?”
“Then that won’t work. It’s a trap.”
It’s not just a simple race.
I experienced it as a mini-game in the game.
The results will vary depending on which vehicle you chase after.
Flying car?
Unless it’s as heavy as an armored vehicle, it’ll get crushed when the squall hits it.
Skidbladnir is much better.
I took a deep breath and held the steering wheel.
Choose your traits carefully.
[one body]
The main characteristic is this.
Driving and riding are both optional.
What are the special effects?
It means applying your own characteristics and abilities to your mount.
If you’re just going to run fast, it’s much better to apply your own characteristics rather than drawing out the mount’s natural power.
[Air Raid][Swift][Running]
[Movement][Magic Explosion]
another.
I took off the Prophet’s Ring and put on the Ring of Acceleration.
Projects all traits onto Skidbladnir.
The response came right away.
Kugugugug!
A huge body like an aircraft carrier.
It starts to twist and spurt out tremendous magical power.
The warriors quickly grabbed the wall.
Sigmund cried out, his face flushed.
“What are you trying to do again!”
“Hold on tight!”
“Damn it! If I go on an expedition with my brother again, I’ll be a Greek coward, not a Norse warrior!”
Kuaang!
A blast of magical power pushes the body forward.
Even though there was no propulsion, it was gliding along the ice.
The force of an iceberg pushing upward.
Waiting for him to groan.
A frenziedly tearing magical aurora.
“Krung?”
The monster wolf chasing the sun looks back.
It’s not perfect.
It’s just a blurry shadow.
But the madness in those eyes, the burning, blood-red ferocity, was real.
I managed to catch up in no time.
A giant wolf and a giant magical ship stand shoulder to shoulder.
I’ll be overtaking you in just a few seconds.
The glare in Squall’s eyes grew darker.
I looked at it and counted the numbers in my head.
‘Three, two, one, now!’
Change your traits just by thinking about it.
[All][Vajra][Actual fighting]
[Defense][Magic Shield][Magic Armor]
It was at that very moment that Squall threw himself at me.
A huge mass, like a mountain, swarmed over Skidbladnir.
Kwaang!
A violent shock.
My whole body ached as if I had been hit.
But it was bearable.
In fact, both Sigmund and Hjordis were fine.
A face that is so innocent that it looks like it is wondering where the bumper car hit.
“What? It’s weak?”
“Skidbladnir, indeed! The ship of the gods!”
“Indeed, indeed.”
Wrong.
It’s not that the ship is great, it’s that I am great.
[All][Strength of the Titans][One Thousand Against One]
[Real combat][Air raid][Charge]
Now it’s my turn.
I took a deep breath and turned the steering wheel sharply.
The air raid and rush were combined to create a blast of magical power in the air.
He used that force as momentum and struck Squall.
“Break up!”
Squall screamed that he was dying.
A squall that falls behind with a whoosh.
I came to my senses and quickly moved my feet, but it was too late.
Due to my influence of changing the trait again, Skidbladnir was gaining distance.
“in the end!”
“at las!”
The battle on the ground has already ended.
The sun was setting, and the end of today’s battle was just around the corner.
“I want the power of Thor! Put Jormungand down when Thor lifted it up!”
“We need Tyr’s justice! I wish it was the moment when Tyr lost his arm to Fenrir!”
“Tsk tsk, you ignorant fools. A warrior should bring good weapons. Please, back to the day when Frey sat on Odin’s throne!”
“I don’t know, so figure it out yourself.”
Finally caught up with the sun.
Clang!
The sun breaks like glass.
“Ahhh!”
The howling of a wolf that echoes through Asrai.
The world is splitting apart.
Mythical scenes unfold as they fly like spider webs.
The giant Imir.
The gods of Asgard.
A heterogeneous race that thrives in the nine worlds.
Odin, Tyr, Thor, Frey, Freya, Frigg, Loki, Baldur, the three goddesses of fate, and many other gods.
The warriors jumped down, calling out the name of God.
“Odin!”
“Valhalla!”
“Heimdall calls me!”
They dive into the memories of myth.
I don’t know if I’ll get what I want.
Because all the loot here is in gacha format.
“Brother! I will use the runes!”
Sigmund threw the painting down.
Then the scroll unfolds and a scene is fixed in the air.
Frigg, who travels the world carrying baby Baldur.
Adult Baldur bleeding from being stabbed by a mistletoe.
Ddddddd.
Skidbladnir was shaking uneasily.
Memories are fading.
There isn’t much time left.
Until it completely evaporates.
Until the Bigrid Plains, where memories were played back, returned to an ordinary polar wilderness.
Tsk tsk tsk!
I barely made it in time.
Sigmund and Hjordis run towards the half-transparent gods.
I also rushed towards the fallen Baldur.
Fingertips extended with all their might.
Baldur, the blood that was sprinkled everywhere, and the flowers that bloomed in the bloodstains evaporated and disappeared.
“Oh, hot!”
It was really a close call.
If I had been just one second late, I would have had to turn back empty-handed.
But why do my fingers hurt?
I looked at my hands absentmindedly.
The first thing that caught my eye was a flower.
[Mistiltein’s Regret]
And there was a small leaf stuck next to it.
Through that solid iron fist.
Even after going through several body reconstructions, my skin became tougher than a monster’s hide and was torn apart.
[Mistiltein’s Goddess]
A powerful consumable item that drops with a 1% chance in the game and is difficult to even see unless you get it through a paid draw.
The function was simple.
Invincibility nullified.
Naturally, strength comes into your hands.
I’m reminded of a certain raid boss and villain that I’ve been fighting for a while now and still haven’t caught.
