"You are Sindora?" Sean asked in such a tone.

"Yes, I am Sindora, the goddess of aurora, the light of miracles, the controller of death, the weaver of fate, the ruler of the land of gods, the last god of the land of gods."

The little girl said, with her face filled with the sacred and solemnity that her age should not be.

Sean was not fooled by her series of titles, "Tsk tsk, there are many names, but unfortunately, I am not the Nord warriors who were deceived into stepping onto the battlefield back then. I know very well what 'faith God' is. You are just a false illusion imagined by humans."

The little girl nodded, "Yes, you are right. We Nord gods were all created by Nord people. At first, I was just a little god with no fame. What I represented was just a beautiful phantom of the aurora, and was only known by people from a tribe north of Nord.

But I was lucky. This tribe produced several excellent lords in a row. For a period of one or two hundred years, they fought everywhere and annexed one tribe after another. Gradually, they were no longer satisfied with the beauty of the aurora and the wonderful stories about miracles.

So the priests of the tribe wrote a larger legend for me, first giving me the title of Goddess of Death. It was strange, isn't it? Aurora was a beautiful natural wonder, but people linked it to death.

Then people added the title of Goddess of Destiny to me. They believed that I wrote about what happened in the future in the aurora, and excellent priests could read the future and predict disasters. Moreover, death is the end of human destiny, so this arrangement seems reasonable.

More and more people believe in me, and my power is becoming stronger and stronger. In people's imagination, I am a mysterious, powerful, and wise existence. I have become mysterious, powerful and wise because of this. I have gained the divine power to control death as people hope.

I also control the power of the stars, and even the long river of fate shows the tip of the iceberg in front of me. Haha, cruel fate…”

Her voice became erratic, and a self-deprecating look appeared on her face.

"I saw the fate of Nord, humans, gods, and even the world in the aurora. Although it was just a few fragments, it still scared me. I foreseeed that Nord would be conquered, the end of the gods, and even foreseeed that something even more terrifying than those, and gradually realized that although I was the goddess of death, I could not escape the end of death.

I am the goddess of fate, but I can't get rid of the fate of being played with by fate.

I am the goddess of aurora, but the future displayed in the aurora scares me.

In this fear, I realized the essence of the gods.

I have almost accepted my fate and are ready to die silently with this forgotten city of gods until your appearance."

"Me?" Sean was a little stunned.

"That's right, it's you, you are special. I have never seen you in my foresight of the future. You seem to be not part of the fate of this world. Do you know how surprised I am when you appear in front of me?

I see from you the only possibility of getting rid of fate.

Please don't get me wrong. I don't actually want to have my own hand of God. Believers have given me the purest personality, and therefore I refuse to accept the filthy body of human beings made of flesh and blood.

But when things have come to this point, I don’t seem to have any other choices, so I’ve led you here. The reason I deceived you is just that I don’t want things to be too ugly. Please accept my apology for mortals, because you are about to lose your life."

The girl leaned over and gave a tribute. Her elegant actions made people feel pity, but the murderous intent in her words was undoubtedly revealed.

Ragner looked at Sean in wonder, as if he wanted to see what was unique to this seemingly ordinary companion, but Sean felt enlightened. This was probably because he was a time traveler, so naturally there would be no one in the timeline of this world.

But in this way, this Sindora is really capable, and can actually predict the future? So what is the thing she said that is even more terrifying than the end of the gods?

"You just mentioned that the old gods are awakening. Are you referring to - the old dominator?"

If Shawn thought that if this was the case, that would be a big joke. Anything that thing came out would be a level of destruction. But by the way, shouldn't the old dominator be a crazy fantasy that only exists in novels? It's not even a product of this world.

The girl was slightly stunned, "Old Dominator? This is the first time I have heard such a title, but they have indeed dominated the world, and now they are planning to return, no, they have returned, some squirming tentacles have touched the edge of this world, and even some ancient families lurking in this world have begun to lay the groundwork for the return of their masters..."

Sindora's words made Sean feel cold. Is this world so complicated? No relevant information has been published in the journals of Sword Castle Daily and the Rational Society. No, this must be the other party's psychological tactic! But what if it is not?

Sean asked suspiciously, "When will they return, who do they have, and how can we stop this from happening?"

The little girl looked at him with a smile, "I'm afraid that answering your questions is not the reason why I summoned you here.

Brighton people outside of fate, it seems that you really want to know this information, so why not make a bet?

We meet here today and we will have to decide a victory or defeat. If I win, then dedicate your body to me. Please rest assured that I will take good care of it and keep it away from filth and danger. Your soul will disappear, but there will still be residual consciousness and me. I have done many such things before. The will of those gods who have been integrated by me are still cruising deep in my sea of ​​consciousness. So in a sense, you will not only not completely disappear, but can become a part of a greater existence."

Sean thought to myself, thank you very much, "What if you lose?"

"If I lose, I will tell you everything I say I see, what do you think?"

Sean thought to himself that you did a good job and you did it. If you lose, I will lose all my life, and if you lose, you just need to give some answers.

But after thinking for a while, he nodded, "Okay."

But I thought in my heart that I really want to defeat you. After I finish my answer, I might as well understand you with one knife, and I can still gain the power of death and destiny.

He is quite looking forward to gaining the ability to manipulate death and predict the future.

"So come on, let's find a suitable place to start this battle."

The girl said as she walked out the door when she came, and the two followed her out.

The three of them stopped in the second hall. It was empty and happened to be a battlefield.

Sean was a little nervous. Although he calculated that Cindora could not have much power, she always felt a little dangerous when she looked confident.

Sean looked at Ragner next to him, but he had no idea of ​​fighting alone.

"In advance, although it was my bet with you, he also wanted to go together. This battle is about life and death, so you should be able to understand it, right?"

Sindora looked at him with a smile, "Of course, you don't have to pay attention to the difference in number. In fact, I also found some helpers. You are right. This is a battle of survival, so you should be able to understand it."

She said, and the sound of flapping wings suddenly sounded in the sky. Sean looked up and immediately understood the irony in Sindora's words.

The huge white wings almost covered the sky. Dozens of female warriors with huge wings hovered from the air and landed around the two of them, looking at them silently.

They have strong bodies, two meters tall, wearing golden breastplate, helmets, and armor only protects key parts, and their decorativeness is more than practical, but this does not mean that they become fragile because of this. Under the armor are arms and thighs full of muscle lines. Combined with their height, they look heroic, just like the legendary Valkyrie.

Each Valkyrie holds weapons, giant swords, spears, battle axes, war halberds... The cold light of metal is connected into one piece, and the mask under the helmet covers their faces, so they can't see clearly, but the tears pattern at the corners of the mask's eyes and the closed mouth are still full of danger.

Sean was shocked by this sudden change. What a joke? These Valkyrie all seem to be elite enemies. It is probably difficult to deal with one. Now that there are dozens of people going out together, it is still a shame.

His heart sank.

Sindora grabbed the subtle changes in her expression, "What, are you scared? It's still time to choose to surrender now. I'm kind. I can tell you what I've seen and then accept your body, so that we will all be more relaxed, otherwise you will only feel more pain."

Sean shook his head, thinking that was wrong, this was absolutely wrong! Sean would never believe that after being forgotten for hundreds of years, this Sindora could still have such powerful power. Could these Valkyrie be like the statues and thrones before, and they are all illusions?

Or maybe he could capture the king first by himself. His hand slowly stretched to his waist, and raised his hand like lightning and shot it. However, Sindora's figure had disappeared.

"So you chose to fight, so as you wish - take action, my loyal relatives, crush them!"

A Valkyrie rushed towards Sean, his body as windy as he was.

Sean shot out and the bullet penetrated through Valkyrie's body.

It's indeed an illusion—
Chapter completed!