Chapter 419 Divine Pig, Shahlimnir
In the vast sea of clouds, a golden palace is located far above the peaks. Yeats sees the majestic and heavenly holy land.
Yeats patrolled the endless greenery, gazed at the rainbow hanging from the mountain stream, and saw the palace's recognizable "golden roof", and he understood in his heart.
Asgard.
Valhalla.
The place where the gods live.
The glittering golden palace on the top of the mountain is the famous Hall of Valor, symbolized by a roof paved with golden shields.
Valhalla in this world does not exist on the material plane, but is an independent plane similar to Avalon.
"It seems that Ariel's trial brought me to this fairyland..."
Yeats stared at the crystal clear stream. The cold water exuded a hint of coolness, reflecting the young man's surprised face.
"This place is really full of treasures. The stream seems to originate from the spring at the root of the world tree?"
"Not the World Tree."
Zuan Ya stood on Yeats's shoulder, showing that he was familiar with this place. His big fluffy tail swung proudly and rubbed Yeats's ears.
"But the 'Shining Tree of Glasir'!"
"What is that?"
"We generally call it the 'Little Golden Tree'. It stands outside the Hall of Valor - look, look!"
Following the direction indicated by the drill, Yeats's gaze penetrated thousands of miles and saw a giant tree shining with golden light.
As the name suggests, Shining Grasir, the whole tree highlights a golden gleam, and each leaf reflects the gorgeous brilliance from multiple angles. When a gust of wind comes, it sparkles and shines, dazzling.
"The root system of the Tree of Grathir, the springs deep in the underground of Valhalla, all of these springs originate from the inexhaustible spring that has existed since ancient times, Hwagmir."
"In addition to the Tree of Grathir, the spring water also irrigates the Tree of Levar."
Zhuan Ya's words were filled with endless memories, and he said with emotion:
"The leaves of the Tree of Levar are legendary herbs. Taking them directly can bring half-buried humans back to life!"
Yeats's eyes lit up, and he was about to say, "I'll pack up more leaves and go back," but when he thought that this place was just an illusion, his interest suddenly waned.
Soon, Yeats had another idea.
"When I get a Nibelung ring that can travel between planes in the future, and can travel between the fairy palace and the mortal world, it's not impossible to gather more resources here..."
The area of Valhalla's illusion was so large that Yeats couldn't even see the boundaries, and he couldn't determine the specific content of the trial for a while.
"I remember that according to the direction of the original plot, the condition for obtaining Arienir is to compete with the will left by the master chef Ander in cooking. As long as the delicacies cooked can be approved by him, you can pass..."
Yeats frowned slightly.
"But I can't even see Ender's people now. Could it be that something went wrong?"
"Yeats, do you feel that we seem to be getting closer and closer to that palace?" Zuanya said suddenly.
Yeats was stunned. He hadn't realized it yet, but after being reminded by Diamond Tooth, he realized that the outline of the golden palace "Valhalla" far away in the horizon had gradually become clear at this moment, as if the earth under his feet was moving on its own. move!
I tried to use the flying technique, but there was no magic network covering this world, so the flying technique couldn't be used.
Fortunately, Medis' wing boots can still be used.
Yeats stepped on his wing boots and soared high into the sky.
As the perspective continues to increase, it can finally accommodate the entire "earth".
Yeats's pupils shrank slightly, and he was shocked. Only then did he understand the real reason why the "earth" moved on its own just now!
In the vast sea of clouds, a huge wild boar was walking slowly on a piece of plain. A body as majestic as a mountain exudes an ancient prehistoric aura, and its four hooves step on the clouds that are like substance, causing the clouds and mist to billow.
"What a big pig!" Yeats exclaimed in surprise.
What shocked Yeats even more was that the giant pig slowly turned its huge eyeballs. The two silver-white tusks were like the horns of the gods. Its majestic body was similar to the ancient gods holding the sky and the earth. It actually said:
"Not a spider, my name is Shahlimnir and I am a pig."
It did not speak, and with the help of telepathy, self-introduction sounded in Yeats's heart.
Yeats was stunned. The legendary wild boar!
No matter how you kill him, he will come back to life, almost immortal!
Legend has it that the great chef Ander slaughters a giant pig once a day, and then uses the cauldron of Arienir to cook it into immortal delicacies to reward the heroic warriors in the Hall of Valor.
And on the next day, Shahlimnir will be resurrected with full health on the spot!
It's like refreshing every day...it's just a strange mechanism.
‘The pork of Shahlimnir is just like the offal of Prometheus, you can never finish it...’
Yeats was in a strange mood and asked:
"Where are you taking us?"
The giant pig slowly raised its huge head, its two fangs pierced through the clouds and mist, and gazed gently at the mountains in the distance.
"In front of the Hall of Valor, there is someone who wants to see you. I am responsible for guiding them."
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About an hour later.
Yeats saw the man who the divine pig said wanted to see him.
A creature that resembles both a toad and a catfish.
"Tam?" Yeats asked tentatively.
"I'm Ender, the chef of Valhalla."
Ander held his catfish-like beard and said calmly:
"It has been almost more than a thousand years. The will I left on Arienir has finally been triggered by someone..."
"It's strange that a master of food has only appeared after a thousand years. Isn't that right?" Ander muttered to himself again.
Faced with a mythical will, Yeats did not dare to be careless and said truthfully: "You don't know something. In the fourth era, there are very few saints among humans, and the food master is nowhere to be found."
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Hearing this, Ande was thoughtful, then shook his head and said:
"It seems that the connection between the Rainbow Bridge and the material realm is getting weaker and weaker... Forget it, since you are a chef, just do your job well."
Ender raised his head and looked at Yeats arrogantly. The small eyes on the slimy skin were deep and revealed a bit of a master's aura.
"Since you want to be recognized by Arinel, you must cook a delicious dish that I can recognize!"
Yeats nodded, already anticipating the content of the trial, and asked: "Is there a prescribed recipe?"
"There is no limit to the recipe, but you must first get the three ingredients I requested——"
Ander twirled his beard and said slowly: "As a gourmet, obtaining ingredients is also a necessary skill. I want you to get three ingredients from the mythical beasts in this world, namely the milk of the goat Hedron, The golden eggs of the rooster Gurinbi, and the pork of the wild boar Shahlimnir!”
Yeats looked hesitant.
Even if it is a trial, the mythical beasts living in this illusion cannot be compared with the original version, but their strength is still that of the holy realm.
Many players in the game died under the attacks of the furious rooster Glinkenbi and the furious goat Helend.
If you are not careful, you can easily follow in the same footsteps.
"It's okay, just leave this to me!"
Yeats was slightly startled. It was a rare occasion when he saw teeth drilling being used to his advantage, and said, "What are your ideas?"
"Isn't that simple?"
Drill Tooth chuckled.
"I'm responsible for sending messages to each other, so that these three big guys can fight, and then we can fish in troubled waters, right?"
Yeats: "..."
Professional counterpart belongs to yes!
(End of chapter)