"Gjallarhorn?"
A trace of gray flashed through An Qingyu's eyes as though he were analyzing the divine artifact before him. Cao Yuan, standing beside him, continued, "What does this thing do?"
"Besides Gjallarhorn, it has another name." The knight paused before speaking in a deep voice.
"The Horn of Disaster."
Seeing the confusion in everyone's eyes, the knight continued.
"Legend says that whenever Gjallarhorn sounds, every inch of land reached by its voice will be struck by a devastating disaster... not even a divine kingdom is exempt."
"You mean that as long as we enter Asgard and sound this horn, a devastating disaster will descend?" An Qingyu pondered for a moment. "I have a question."
"Please."
"Is this so-called 'devastating disaster' caused purely by the horn, or did it already objectively exist?"
An Qingyu seemed to find the question too vague and added, "For instance, if I sound this horn and a tsunami floods a city, does that tsunami appear purely because of the horn's sound, or was it already approaching over the sea and simply happened to flood the city when the horn was sounded?"
"...I don't know." The knight spoke helplessly. "The workings of Gjallarhorn have always been a mystery, one that even the supreme gods cannot unravel."
"But I have heard one explanation: Gjallarhorn is the spokesperson of fate. Every time it sounds, every time it vanishes, follows a predetermined course..."
"It is not humans, nor gods, who sound it, but fate itself."
"So you want to use this divine artifact to unleash a disaster within Asgard, then rescue Qiye and Jinian amid the chaos?" An Qingyu thought for a moment and shook his head. "That is too risky. We cannot predict what kind of disaster it will bring, nor how severe it will be... If it