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Inside the control room, Da Vinci's hand trembled as he held his coffee cup. Dr. Roman's lips twitched as he watched this absurd scene. At that moment, he desperately wished the display instruments in front of him would break down, but unfortunately, all the data indicated that this was the undeniable reality.
Fafnir, so many Fafnir! These are not illusions or anything like that; each one is the real deal, radiating immense magical power with every breath, capable of obliterating an entire city with a single strike.
"Is this really Northern Europe? Even Hell shouldn't have this kind of scene..."
Roman put his hand to his forehead, gasped, and thought that if this scene were captured on camera and placed in the Song of the Nibelungen era of Pan-Human History, it would be enough to stop a child from crying at night.
When they first encountered Fafnir, Roman had suggested that Bai Mo try summoning a dragon slayer to assist in the battle, but now it seems better to forget about it.
Don't be ridiculous. Hundreds of Fafnir, even if they just stood still, each dragon's heart alone could stuff Siegfried to death.
Since Ortlinde's capture limit is only three, fighting these things head-on would be a waste of time. At the same time, Bai Mo also felt that something was wrong; it didn't seem like they were coming to attack, but rather to stall him.
Beneath the Asura Lost Track Path, thousands upon thousands of afterimages flew in all directions. The Fafnir roared and gave chase, but their numbers were too great, and the Fafnir was destined to be futile.
In mid-air, after confirming that there were no pursuers behind him, Bai Mo stopped and put Ortlinde down. The latter's expression was very serious.
"How could this be... If these Fafnir are all born from 'evil,' then... what exactly happened here?"
"God knows, I'm actually more curious. If there's Rhine gold here, it would probably be an unimaginable fortune."
Bai Mo's teasing words instantly relieved most of the tension in Ortlinde's heart, and her lips twitched slightly.
"Bai Mo, your perspective is truly unique..."
The somber atmosphere at Chaldea dissipated considerably as a result. Roman smiled, but quickly frowned again.
"How could this happen... This doesn't make any sense at all."
In Chaldea, the Heroic Spirit Siegfried also answered the summons and joined the battle as an ally. As his Spirit Origin continued to advance, Siegfried's dragon-like characteristics gradually increased.
There are two points in the legend of Fafnir: first, he guards the cursed gold; second, there is a law: those who slay dragons become dragons themselves.
At the same time, this law also implies, to some extent, that there can only be one Fafnir.
In a situation like this, with hundreds of Fafnir appearing together, it would probably be enough for the Clock Tower to hold a discussion.
"Thinking about it too much is useless. Instead of wasting time figuring it out, I might as well just ask the locals. But before that, let me see what Koyanskaya left behind."
Landing on a hill covered in rubble, Bai Mo raised his hand and made a grasping motion. A concealed device flew out from the rubble and landed in his palm, with a slightly worn NFF logo still visible on it.
Koyanskaya had volunteered to come here to gather intelligence, but the current Northern Europe could be described as hell on earth, so asking her to continue exploring would be asking too much of her.
However, in accordance with the rules of the trade, Koyanskaya still left some things behind.
She left no obvious marks at all, because with Bai Mo's perception, it would be impossible not to find it no matter where it was placed. Koyanskaya probably just found a random place and then used a bunch of concealment Magecraft to finish.
Pressing the button, a Projection appeared in front of Bai Mo. Koyanskaya was still dressed in her agent outfit, but now she was wearing a semi-transparent Mystic Code.
"Hello, Mr. Bai Mo, although I really wanted to report the situation to you in person, as you can see, this is not a place for a beautiful secretary at all. The air is so hot, I feel like my hair is about to be singed."
However, I naturally left behind the relevant information as well. She's been working very hard; shouldn't such a diligent secretary be given a bonus or something?
A clicking sound rang out as Bai Mo fast-forwarded, skipping Koyanskaya's antics. As a map appeared, Koyanskaya's Projection expression turned serious.
"This is a general overview of Northern Europe. Unfortunately, in this world where giants and Fafnir are as common as roadside weeds, it is almost impossible for humans to survive. But fortunately, a benevolent goddess has protected about five thousand humans, and her location is right here."
Because of the barrier, what you'll mostly see is frost and scorched earth. I've already spoken to her about the negotiations, so please rest assured; she should be willing to share most of the information with you.
At this point, Koyanskaya took a deep breath and said somewhat solemnly:
"Next is my personal suggestion—Mr Bai Mo, the Singularity here is different from that in Russia. The development of the Fantasy Tree far surpasses that of Russia, and it is very likely that it has already been fully utilized."
At the same time, as you've seen, that thing in the sky is very ominous. Here's my advice: abandon this Lostbelt, then seek help from other Lostbelt to remove it and let it die on its own.
If that sun were to fall, it wouldn't just be the destruction of Northern Europe. This Scandinavian Lostbelt is a ticking time bomb, and I believe people in Lostbelt are well aware of the saying, "When the nest is overturned, no egg remains unbroken..."
The conversation ended there. Ortlinde turned to look at Bai Mo, but then lowered her eyes, somewhat afraid to look at his expression.
Koyanskaya is right. Who knows what other terrible things are hidden in this godforsaken place? Giving up now and finding a safe place to let the bomb detonate is the right choice.
"Alright, let's go see that goddess. This is the first time I've met a goddess who clearly loves humanity. Do you remember Ortlinde?"
Ortlinde raised her head, her eyes gleaming.
Although I can't remember many things, there are gods, there are humans, and Valhalla may still exist and function. My sisters may still be alive.
She knew very well that Bai Mo had no reason to risk their lives for them, but he answered with action almost without hesitation.
We will not give up here.
"I'm not quite sure... but if we're talking about goddesses, the most likely one is probably Frigg, though Freyja is also a possibility."
Ortlinde jogged over to Bai Mo with a sense of ease. Although everything here was suffocating, at least for now, she could still feel relaxed, like a death row inmate who, though deprived of freedom, could still see a glimpse of the Starry Night.
The two left, Bai Mo used some concealment techniques within the Gate of Babylon, along with his own Magnetic Field Power, to erase their traces, leaving behind several misleading afterimages.
After a considerable period of time, a dark thundercloud, as large as a valley, arrived, its pair of scarlet vertical pupils fixed on the spot where the two were fighting.
With a breath, countless dust particles surged into the thunderclouds. A flash of light appeared in the dark clouds, revealing a green snake bone about half the length of an arm, incomplete, transparent, and like a ghost.
"Valkyrie? Those things actually dare to come out? It seems that's not enough; that goddess still harbors laughable hopes?"
His vertical pupils narrowed slightly as he stared at the deep mark left by Bai Mo's Magnetic Field Heavenly Blade.
"Is this your confidence? Heh heh heh..."
Thunder trembled, and the black thunderclouds vanished instantly, as if they had never existed. On the Daichi it had just passed through, the scorched earth twisted and distorted, transforming into a face of pain and despair.