Multiverse: Ragnarok Start, Playing as the Hero King

And this method, relying on her Valkyrie sisters alone wasn't enough, so with the assistance of a god, it allowed her to see the possibility of humanity winning—though the odds were extremely low.

Thus, after a slight hesitation, she revealed the method.

"So that's how it is. To ensure humanity's victory, you Valkyries truly gave everything,"

As the First Emperor spoke these words, the gaze he cast towards her suddenly put immense pressure on Brunhilde.

"It's not impossible for me to participate. Fulfill one request for me."

Chapter 051: Becoming the First Emperor's Divine Weapon? Choosing at the Start...

The fact that he would make a request before participating relieved Brunhilde somewhat.

This meant there was room for negotiation, and the First Emperor could be brought into [Ragnarok].

"What request?"

Brunhilde was quite nervous, hoping it wouldn't be an overly unreasonable demand.

"Become my divine weapon."

This was the First Emperor's request?

To Brunhilde, this request was both expected and unexpected.

As the First Emperor, if he wanted to be matched with a Valkyrie, he would naturally choose her, the eldest sister.

He believed she was the only one qualified to be the First Emperor's divine weapon.

What was also somewhat surprising was that the First Emperor seemed very easy to talk to.

"Brunhilde is honored to become Your Majesty's divine weapon."

She didn't show any hesitation and agreed without a second thought.

Regardless, it was better to agree first. The situation favored the opponent; otherwise, she might not be able to return.

The moment she agreed, the First Emperor's gaze made her skin crawl.

That gaze felt like it was trying to slice through her skin, dissecting all the elements that constituted her as [Brunhilde].

No, to be precise, it was an attempt to understand what a god was.

To study the difference between humans and gods, and how demigods came to be.

Was she being treated as experimental material?

For a moment, Brunhilde's scalp tingled, and a sense of fear washed over her.

Her pupils contracted, and the person seated at the far end of the grand hall stood up, walking towards her step by step.

When he reached a point where he could easily touch her, Brunhilde felt an urge to flee.

"Then let me witness the so-called divine weapon forging."

His voice was gentle, seemingly a request, yet it carried an unyielding will.

Especially at such close proximity, Brunhilde was enveloped by his aura, feeling unprecedented pressure.

Then, with a slight tremble, she extended her hand, reaching out to touch the Emperor before her.

For a moment, she couldn't distinguish whether she was forcing herself to reach out despite her fear, or if her body was being controlled by his words, which seemed to form a 'word of power,' compelling her to reach out uncontrollably.

Sister—Lantigreese, standing beside her, could only cry out in her heart. If she could, she would have spoken directly, but the Emperor's aura rendered her immobile.

"Valkyrie Brunhilde—Divine Weapon Forging."

The words came from Brunhilde's lips with a slightly trembling voice.

Whether it was good fortune or disaster, it couldn't be avoided. Might as well fulfill his request.

So, the moment she finished speaking, she felt herself merging with him.

No!

She felt the First Emperor before her was trying to devour her.

She felt a power attach itself to her body, penetrating her clothes, encroaching on her skin, and then seeping in, permeating every inch of her body, every cell, even her soul.

She also felt her consciousness blurring, felt herself being decomposed.

All the elements that constituted [Brunhilde] were being deciphered.

Her consciousness grew increasingly hazy, and she gradually sank into darkness.

The next instant—

"Haa—Hoo!!!"

It was like a person gasping for air after nearly suffocating, breathing deeply as they finally regained oxygen.

It could also be described as waking up abruptly from a nightmare, her breathing ragged.

"Sister, Sister..."

Someone was calling her. It was Lantigreese, calling her name before her eyes.

Though the cries seemed loud, Brunhilde perceived them as faint, as if she had become somewhat deaf.

Furthermore, Lantigreese's figure sometimes seemed to split into two, yet at other times they overlapped, making it appear as if her eyesight had also gone awry.

However, this phenomenon only lasted for a few seconds before gradually returning to normal.

"I'm fine."

Brunhilde, who had spoken these words, steadied herself and looked ahead.

The First Emperor had, at some unknown point, left her sight and returned to his throne.

"Then you may return,"

The Emperor on the throne said, and there was no further movement.

The next second, a ripple of energy spread, and the surrounding scenery was refreshed with a new scene.

Although it was a new scene, it was still the hall of court affairs, the outer hall.

They had been sent back to the outside world and could sense the Akasha System.

After looking at the hall once more, Brunhilde chose to return to the Akasha Chamber.

"Sister Brunhild, Sister Lantigreese!"

A youthful voice, filled with joy and relief, rang out.

"Goll."

Lantigreese cast a gentle gaze at her youngest sister and opened her arms to embrace the girl who rushed towards her.

"Sister Brunhild~"

After hugging her gentle sister, Goll lunged towards the other.

However—

"Lantigreese, after the divine artifact was forged, what did I become?"

Brunhilde, who had uttered these words, reached out and grabbed Goll's face as she lunged, tossing her aside, causing Goll to glare at her with immense resentment.

"Huh? Wait, Sister Brunhild, what divine artifact did you forge?"

Goll said, sounding somewhat taken aback, then immediately covered her mouth, as if she had spoken too loudly and might be overheard by other gods.

After all, the fact that the Valkyries would transform into divine artifacts was something only the Valkyrie sisters knew.

So, did Sister Brunhild just say she forged a divine artifact?

Wouldn't that require summoning someone into reality?

And who did Sister Brunhild become a divine artifact for?

That First Emperor?

"Ah?"

Lantigreese seemed somewhat stumped by the question, unsure how to answer.

Her sister didn't know her own situation?

"I don't know."

"You don't know?"

Brunhilde couldn't help but raise an eyebrow.

"Because my sister was completely covered in light, it was blinding, and I had no idea what happened. When the light disappeared, my sister reappeared."

Lantigreese said this with a face full of apology, feeling completely useless.

"There's no need to make that face, Lantigreese."

Brunhilde gently stroked her sister's face. This unexpected event was something no one could have foreseen.

Then, she furrowed her brow slightly. The battle of Ragnarok was about to begin, and she could already hear the clamor of the seated spectators from the arena.

There was no time to observe such temporal and historical perspectives; there truly wasn't enough time.

However, merely watching through a screen, such a flat image, made it easy to overlook important information.

Only by being present in that era could she notice more.

And now, discovering these few special individuals could be considered ace-level cards. Should she play one in the very first match?

Besides, she didn't know if they would be willing.

As kings, their pride would likely prefer to appear as the grand finale, not the first match.

This was a real headache. What should she do?

Now, she needed to immediately select someone to fight in the first round.

Chapter 052: His Majesty Dispatched Me to Represent Humanity's First Battle

The first match of the Ragnarok battle was also quite important.

If possible, Brunhilde most hoped for victory in the first match, as it held great significance.

And the kings she had found were all trump cards. Should she summon them?

The King of Uruk—Gilgamesh, a rather arrogant individual who would surely want to make a grand finale appearance.

And the First Emperor, by all accounts, wouldn't be the first to appear. He would definitely choose an opponent befitting his status, someone on the Sovereign level.

That leaves King Solomon. This king is also quite mysterious, and it's not guaranteed he'd want the first match either.

With that, there's no choice left but to select from the candidates she originally favored.

The first match should feature Lord Thor, who is said to possess power not inferior to a Sovereign. Among her originally favored candidates, who could contend with him?

This person?

"Sister, are you planning to send him out for the first match?"

A virtual panel in front of her displayed a man who looked quite ferocious and brutal, a figure from the history of the Eastern world.

He was the strongest figure of the Three Kingdoms period—Lu Bu Fengxian.

He was also one of the candidates Brunhilde had researched in advance before entering the council hall to propose the Ragnarok battle.

"Mm."

In the original plan, Brunhilde intended for this madman to be the first to appear.

"Then Lantigreese, I'm entrusting this to you."

Brunhilde also made a heavy request to her sister.

"Entrust it to Sister Lantigreese? Could it be—"

Goll, standing beside her, blinked in surprise and then seemed to understand, her expression turning a little tense.

The plan was for Lantigreese to undergo divine artifact refinement with her own body, becoming a weapon for this human to fight against the gods.

But, was she really going to let her sister become this man's divine artifact?