"Rhinegold!" Vidar's eyes lit up. "Right, how hadn't I thought of that!"
What material in the world could be more deserving of the title of strongest than Rhinegold, which had destroyed an entire Asgard?
Odin ignored him. Seeing Vali enter from outside, he asked, "Has he left?"
"Yes, he headed east."
"East?" Vidar grew tense. "Could he be going to retrieve Rhinegold?!"
"Father, we need to set out at once! We can't let him get there first. Who knows what conspiracy he's plotting this time!"
Odin merely stroked the divine spear Gungnir and remained silent for a long while.
Only after losing it did he understand its value. This golden spear was his greatest weapon. It had once been lost during Ragnarok, yet now it had returned to his hand.
Just as it had when he had once offered this spear to him.
Loki.
What exactly are you thinking?
Should I trust you?
"Father?"
Odin tightened his grip on the spear. "Vidar, stay behind and gather the troops. Retreat with the Magic Web nodes.
Vali, come with me."
High above the sky, the crow transformed from Murphy looked down at the shrinking camp below and the two auras swiftly vanishing into the distance, then let out two strange caws.
Good. They had already taken action here.
But it wasn't enough for only these two factions to know the news.
With that thought, bolts of lightning spread out behind him, transforming into crows that flew in every direction.
"Let this world become lively once more."
Two days later, at the Rhine River.
Odin sat atop a boulder and opened his eyes. "How is it?"
Vali, the god of gardeners, shook his head. "The Rhine River is too vast and too long. Who knows how many years of silt have accumulated on