I Am a Great God

Having left the Shadow Country and returned to the mortal world, Rovi opened his eyes.

He heard the hissing of snakes, the howling of wolves, and the roar of dragons.

What drew his attention even more was the giant's roar.

Ymir?

Rovi closed his eyes slightly and projected his consciousness to the top of the World Tree, the land of giants, Jotunheim.

Skadi remained silent within the temple dedicated to the Snow Mountain Goddess.

She secretly grabbed Rovi's sleeve... took a deep breath, and mustered her courage.

Next, she will become an enemy of the gods.

As long as Rovi stood in front of her, Skadi showed no fear whatsoever...

Jotunheim, a world still shrouded in a dim, arid yellow light, was the setting for Rovi's will, which cast a phantom shadow upon it.

He looked up at the seemingly silent place, yet he could still hear the echoing roar, "The Wild Hunt, is that it?"

"It's me." Rovi smiled.

He couldn't see any definite shadow in front of him, but Rovi knew that the one who spoke was right before him.

He is everything.

The sky, the earth, and the dried-up riverbeds that exist in Jotunheim are no exception.

"I am Ymir, the Progenitor Giant." Amidst the howling wind, the voice continued, "I am the primordial chaos, the source of all things, the outsider. Even if you see me, you should pay homage!"

"I know you don't like repeating it like that." Rovi sighed. "Besides, you also..."

Of course he knew.

In the Norse mythology worldview, the formation of the world began with Ymir, who was born from the primordial chaos of the Ginnungagap.

Ymir was the first life in the world. He was born together with the first animal in the world, the Auðumbla, in the Ginnungagap.

Ymir grew up on the milk of Odumbra and gave birth to countless giants, while Odumbra gave birth to Búri, the first ancestor of the gods.

Giants are a symbol of chaos, while Odembra is a manifestation of order.

In the primordial chaos where all things were intertwined, order and chaos were inseparable. However, after the birth of the giants and Búri, all things gradually stabilized, but chaos and order became the greatest enemies.

Thus began a protracted battle between the giants and the gods on that primordial land.

Ultimately, the Progenitor Giant Ymir was killed by Odin, Vili and Vé, the three progenitors of the gods and grandsons of Búri.

The three progenitor gods used Ymir's enormous body as raw material to create the sky, the earth, and the sea, thus freeing the world from chaos and ushering in an orderly Age of Gods. They imprisoned Ymir's descendants, the Frost Giants, in Jotunheim, where they could hardly escape.

Although his body was dismantled into the sky, the earth, and the sea, the will of the Progenitor Giant still lingered between heaven and earth, and his remaining resentment always stared intently at the gods who killed him.

Rovi knew all of this from the beginning.

He knew that Ymir's will still lingered in the world, and that all things were formed from the dismantling of His body.

Jotunheim is the final resting place of the Frost Giants, the last corner of the chaos's convergence, and the gathering place of Ymir's last remaining will.

When Rovi set foot in Jotunheim, he sensed its vaguely manifested will.

Even excluding these...

"Just by the fact that you once conspired with the ancient Greek Titan Gods, I know that you must still exist here!" The phantom of Rovi walked slowly forward, stepping into the increasingly chaotic world of Jotunheim.

"So... you came from there?" Ymir's voice trembled slightly. "No wonder, Cronus hasn't contacted me since!"

He was surprised.

And so in this instant.

The ground trembled, and the dried-up riverbed seemed to gush forth water, fire, and crystals.

The World Tree in the sky were also shaking violently, not only because Nidhogg had bitten off another corner of the World Tree's roots, but also because at this moment, the 'Destiny' that had emerged after the transformation of chaos had returned.

In life, Ymir was a symbol of chaos; in death, Ymir will became a manifestation of 'fate'.

The fate of Ragnarok was secretly orchestrated by Him, who existed in the shadows. Loki, who was once a giant but abandoned his giant form in the primordial war and joined the side of the gods, gave birth to monsters like Jörmungandr, Fenrir, and Hela, which were more chaotic than orderly. This was entirely due to His manipulation!

At this very moment, Ragnarok has arrived, and His will has finally manifested itself in Jotunheim—

Ymir... has arrived!

In the dim, yellowish world, a colossal figure emerged from nothing, possessing a body as vast as the sky and a form as shimmering as Star River.

He slowly reached out and touched the roots of the World Tree above his head, which were constantly trembling.

Hold it tightly!

Like grasping at a straw from water, He used the World Tree's roots to penetrate the body manifested by that immense will and firmly establish Himself in reality.

As a result, the mythical 'Nine Realms', which are supported by the World Tree, also began to shake.

The sounds of snakes, wolves, and dragons grew ever closer to the vast land of the central courtyard.

In the heavens, within the Palace of Odin, the gods roared in alarm and fury, "Why hasn't Great God Odin appeared yet?!"

Thor, from the very beginning, grabbed his hammer and ran off, the massive thunder echoing across the dome of Midgard.

All things cried out in alarm, and the wind and snow spread even more intensely throughout the world.

The instigator of all this, Ymir, whose will of destiny manifested itself, lowered countless 'eyes' and looked at Rovi.

He said, "I don't care who you are, you foreigner—I only know that you are an enemy of the gods!"

"You wretch from another land, you have stolen the authority of the God-King, you have become an enemy of the gods!"

"So—we are allies!"

"We are all part of the chaotic side!"

"You've come here to cooperate with me, haven't you?"

"The Chaos Side? Are you still one?" Rovi laughed.

"That doesn't matter!" Ymir did not deny it, because it was undeniable that the original Progenitor Giant was indeed a manifestation of chaos, but Ymir, the "fate", was not. Otherwise, a manifestation of chaos would not have such a clear thought process.

However, as He said, if one is to fight against the gods, then the enemy of one's enemy is one's ally.

They can indeed cooperate.

"That's true, but the premise is that I'm fighting against the gods." Rovi sighed and said, "Are you so sure I'm fighting against the gods?"

"Otherwise what?" Ymir thought to herself.

However, Rovi's figure in front of him disappeared. It was only natural that the Projection of his will would suddenly dissipate.

He returned to his original form.

In Scandinavia, at the temple in the city, Rovi opened his eyes, and his gaze met Skadi's dark purple, beautiful eyes.

Are you ready?

"Of course, don't underestimate me, I am the goddess of the snow mountain!" Skadi smiled and tossed her long hair. Of course, it would have been even more convincing if she hadn't been holding onto Rovi's clothes when she said this.

But those are irrelevant.

"Then let's go!" Rovi took a step—in an instant, the surrounding scenery changed, and he and the Snow Mountain Goddess Skadi teleported away from the temple of worship, leaving Scandinavia.

Snowflakes filled the air. Skadi paused, still unsure of what Rovi was planning, but having made her decision, she wouldn't regret it.

He simply held tightly to the hem of Rovi's fluttering cloak.

As long as we don't let go, nothing will happen.

She thought so subconsciously.

At the same time, the sound of hooves and neighing echoed, and a celestial horse with twelve wings galloped in, its eight legs staggered, leaving countless footprints in the wind and snow.

At the same time, roaring hyenas came howling in.

Rovi turned around, and the Storm Spear that he had raised appeared in his hand. It once again lifted Skadi's clothes, and with a sway, he leaped up and mounted Pegasus.

Skadi fell behind, her purple goddess cheeks slightly puffed out, clearly displeased with Rovi's yet another act of rudeness.

But there was nothing that could be done about it—

Soaring into the sky!

Thunder, debris, and a cold mask fell on his face. Amidst the billowing cloak, Luo traversed a vast distance in an instant, arriving above the Nine Realms Central Court.

He stood silently here, yet he seemed to have broken free from the veil of mythology, and from here, he could also see the panoramic view of the Nine Realms.

"This is... "Skadi exclaimed in surprise.

She saw the entire World Tree shrouded in wind and snow, and the Nine Realms, layered and divided from top to bottom.

The dragon roared as it climbed upwards, its Dragon Breath igniting countless branches of the World Tree. Jörmungandr's enormous serpentine body also slowly extended upwards. Fenrir the wolf broke the shackles that bound it, and at the same time roared to the sky.

Just as Odin had foretold, the Black Dragon, the Midgard Serpent, and the Demon Wolf were the first to launch an attack on the gods.

Then to the south, flames surged and burned, and the Flame Titan, also a descendant of Ymir, roared as it crawled out of the ground.

The Frost Giants of Jotunheim also carved a deep icy abyss in the southern part of Midgard.

Without traveling through the World Tree, it was absolutely impossible for anyone other than Rovi to do so.

But now, the World Tree's roots been bitten off, and a corner of the veil of the Age of Gods has been torn off. The Nine Realms are unstable, and nature has an opportunity to take advantage of them.

Ymir's enormous size, he was able to achieve such a feat.

The sky was shrouded in ice and fire, and on the road to Asgard, countless demigod warriors were devoured and killed by three terrifying apocalyptic beasts.

Even the gods are in grave danger.

At this moment, Skadi felt inexplicably fortunate. If it weren't for Rovi and her current situation, she would probably be one of those gods in grave danger.

The Snow Mountain Goddess was neither weak nor powerful among the gods; under such a calamity, she had no chance of survival.

But the gods were not without their own power. Jörmungandr his massive body, bypassed Nidhogg and Fenrir and was the first to ascend Asgard, only to be met with a devastating thunderous hammer.

Jörmungandr smashed into the central courtyard, its massive body falling into the sea at the edge of the ocean, followed by an even more intense flash of lightning.

Thor, the God of Thunder, has arrived in pursuit!

Some of the gods took up arms in resistance, while others fled in panic. Tyr, Thor's brother and also known as the god of war, raised his sword, but could not withstand the dragon's breath from Nidhogg, which was filled with the aura of death. Odin's wife, the Queen of Heaven, and Frigg, the goddess of love, tried to break open the locked doors of Odin, who was still lifeless, but to no avail.

The Divine General fall.

Only the God-King remained silent.

"What... should we do?" Skadi asked. In the past, she might have felt a little reluctant, but now the gods of Asgard had already abandoned her, and Scathach's existence gave her boundless confidence.

Skadi, naturally, appeared extremely calm, even somewhat indifferent.

Human relationships are always based on give and take, but this time, it was the gods who severed their last connection with her!

This was not resentment. Skadi understood the reasons why the gods did this, so she felt no resentment, only a sense of enlightenment.

How to do it?

Rovi did not answer immediately, but instead looked at the abyss passage that the Giants had carved out, leading to the lower world.

"Are you really not going to cooperate with me?" Ymir's voice rang in his ears again.

Ymir did not give up, for she knew that this man's power and the Storm Giants he controlled were no less than the storm and lava giants she controlled.

Rovi didn't answer. He simply turned his gaze to Skadi and asked, "Do you want to be a god, or a giant?"

Of course, they are gods.

Skadi did not hesitate for a moment. Titans are a chaotic race, disordered and without self... No normal life form could accept living in that form.

"However, I'm afraid I can't become a god now." Skadi looked at Asgard, which was in a state of collapse and chaos.

Not to mention that they have already regarded themselves as traitors, even if they could accept themselves, the Ragnarok has arrived, so where is there any place for gods to hide?

Rovi pulled on the reins of the Pegasus and said, "Perfect, me too."

Chaos and order —the latter is always better.

So--

"Ymir, now I can tell you the final answer!"

The storm swept outwards from the center of the Rovi, the Pegasus reared up and let out a brilliant neigh. In the courtyard, countless snowflakes were swept away by the sudden storm, and figures appeared one after another in the dark air currents.

That was the figure of the Storm Giants.

And a vast legion composed of countless 'warriors of the dead' who follow the Storm Giants.

Tiny sparks appeared among them, burning.

Those were the sparks that spread out.

Without words or commands, the hyena lying at his feet let out a growl.

Fafnir opened its mouth and spat out countless lights and shadows.

That is...

"Asgard, a glimpse into the concept of the gods!?" Others couldn't see what it was, but how could Skadi not know?

Rovi affirmed. "That's right, it's just a glimpse into the concept of gods."

"Have you forgotten what the gods did when I stole your 'divine core' that you entrusted to the Asgardian Divine Realm?"

The gods manifest their own conceptual essence, the 'divine core'.

The demon covered Skadi's core with its own, attempting to crush the core of the Snow Mountain Goddess.

"So Fafnir stole your divine core, and likewise, tore off a fragment of the divine concepts that tried to crush your personality."

"Although it's only a fragment, these concepts are the components of the divine quality assessment. If, based on these, we fill them into the embers that have gathered numerous spirits and absorbed enough humanity, then—"

"It will enable them to transform from giants into gods!"

"Just like the creation of the world—"

"Grow wisdom!"

Skadi finally understood what Rovi wanted to do.

He was an enemy of the gods.

But it doesn't mean we should actually be enemies of 'God' as a whole.

Just as he did from the beginning, stealing the name and power of the Wild Hunt, Rovi used these giants to replace the gods.

He wants to transform 'human' into 'god'.

Let the giants become gods.

Therefore, the identity of the being who governs the gods is naturally beyond doubt.

Is it ' Wild Hunt '?

No, that's not enough.

For Rovi, only becoming the King of the Gods would be the true beginning!