boyutpedia Chapter 479 Anomaly! Anomaly!!! (Page 12)
Chapter 479 Anomaly! Anomaly!!! (Page 12)
Just as those golden pillars of light connecting heaven and earth flashed—a sudden change occurred!
Boom——! ! !
A terrifying roar, seemingly emanating from the deepest depths of hell and powerful enough to shatter the soul, suddenly exploded across the sky above Asgard!
The World Tree trembled violently, and countless branches and leaves snapped and fell wildly!
Those golden pillars of light, representing the ultimate will of the World Tree and its indestructible nature,
It was as fragile as glass.
It was violently shattered inch by inch by an indescribable, extremely filthy evil force!
It transformed into countless golden fragments of light, scattering and vanishing!
An indescribable, terrifying pressure, seemingly emanating from the deepest darkness since the beginning of the universe, driving people to madness and despair, surged forth like a tangible tsunami.
It crashed down and instantly engulfed the entire Asgard!
The sky was completely dyed a nauseating, churning dark green and a filthy black!
Thick, viscous, almost living, dark green fog surged wildly from every crevice of the void, obscuring all light.
The air was filled with a strong, foul stench, like a mixture of millions of years of rotting corpses and deep-sea silt!
"What...what is that?!" Baili Pangpang screamed in terror, collapsing to the ground, almost vomiting.
Cao Yuan's black blade, radiating a murderous aura, trembled violently under the impact of this oppressive force.
I'm about to collapse!
Garan's healing holy light instantly dimmed!
Lin Qiye and Yang Jian (Yang Jin) both groaned at the same time, as the Eternal Night Domain and the Pure Source Wonder Technique were forcibly suppressed back into their bodies, and blood spilled from the corners of their mouths!
All living beings still on the battlefield
Whether gods, heroes, or monsters, they all trembled as if crushed by an invisible mountain, and even breathing became extremely difficult!
A primal, instinctive fear gripped every heart!
Under the gaze of countless terrified eyes, at the highest point in the center of the battlefield, from the torn and filthy spatial rift, a figure slowly stepped out.
He was still wearing that tattered and filthy dark blue cloak.
Its form, no longer withered, had become unusually tall and twisted, as if woven from shadows and nightmares. Beneath the cloak...
It was no longer rotting skin, but covered with a layer of constantly writhing, flowing, viscous substance like black oil!
What's most terrifying is his head!
That face that originally belonged to Odin, the king of the gods.
It is now completely twisted and deformed!
Facial features blurred and displaced; skin replaced by a dark green, scaly layer of keratin covered in mucus! And where the eye, originally covered by the eyepatch, was...
The blindfold had long since disappeared, replaced by... a huge, protruding, bloodshot pupil with a dark yellow vertical eye that resembled a wildly spinning chaotic vortex!
Endless madness and blasphemy were reflected in the vertical pupils!
His other exposed eye, composed of bloodworms,
At this moment, those bloodworms also underwent a terrifying mutation!
Each worm swelled several times its original size, its body sprouting fine, constantly opening and closing suckers and antennae. Countless tiny yet clearly visible features appeared on its surface.
Bizarre symbols that will drive your sanity crazy!
They wriggled and hissed wildly, emanating an aura a hundred times more evil than before!
The one who has returned... is none other than Odin!
"Hehehe..." Odin let out a chilling, inhuman laugh, a sound like a million insects rubbing their shells together simultaneously.
"Asgard...I...have returned..."
His gaze swept over the terrified Norse gods below, who stood like lambs to the slaughter. A cruel yet gleeful glint flashed in his enormous, dark yellow vertical pupil.
"The age of the Old Gods...it's time to end..." He slowly raised a hand covered in black slime and scales, with nails as sharp as hooks.
He gently... grasped the densely packed Norse gods and heroic warriors below!
"In my name... grace... evolution..."
Om-! ! !
An invisible, intangible, yet powerfully corrupting and twisting dark green ripple, centered on his palm, spread out instantly like a nuclear explosion.
It swept across the entire battlefield!
"Uhhhhhh-!!!"
"Do not--!!!"
"What is this?! Get away from me!!!"
The piercing screams and wails, so shrill they were inhuman, instantly echoed through the sky!
All the Norse gods and heroic warriors swept by these dark green ripples underwent horrific physical mutations!
Their skin instantly turned gray and hardened.
Disgusting pustules and sarcomas have emerged!
Their joints twisted in the opposite direction, making a teeth-grinding "crack" sound! Their skulls cracked open, from which wriggling tentacles or extra, bloodshot eyeballs emerged!
Most terrifyingly, it was on their foreheads, chests, arms, and even their backs…every part of their bodies.
Without warning, they were torn open, leaving bloody holes!
From the blood hole, countless dark yellow eyes of varying sizes, yet all filled with madness, chaos, and blasphemy, suddenly burst forth!
The pupils of these eyes are like chaotic vortexes.
It spun coldly, greedily, and frantically, scanning everything around it!
They seemed to possess independent consciousness, emitting subtle, mind-numbing murmurs and hissing sounds!
Tyr, the god of war, let out a painful roar.
His strong chest suddenly split open, and three huge, yellow eyeballs dripping with mucus emerged, coldly staring at the comrade he had been protecting!
He tried to slash at the evil eyes with his greatsword, but his arm twisted uncontrollably in the opposite direction!
The holy radiance surrounding Baldr, the god of light, was instantly tainted and dimmed; the very center of his forehead...
One of his vertical pupils snapped open, and his eyes were no longer filled with light, but with the deepest darkness and madness! He clutched his head in agony and let out a desperate roar.
Even Hela, the Queen of the Underworld, was not spared!
On half of her stunningly beautiful face, an eyeball suddenly burst open, replaced by an even more malevolent compound eye with a mouth that kept opening and closing!
The other half of her skeletal face trembled violently, her jaw opening and closing with a silent shriek!
Frey, the god of harvest, Ullr, the god of hunting... all the powerful Norse gods, without exception, were instantly parasitized, corrupted, and distorted by this terrifying eyeball!
Their divinity was eroded by madness, their will was forcibly twisted, and their bodies became a breeding ground for madness and chaos!
In an instant, the entire battlefield transformed into a veritable hell on earth, composed of countless wildly spinning evil eyes and twisted, grotesque monsters!
"Roar--!!!"
"kill!!!"
The corrupted and distorted gods and warriors,
They let out a frenzied roar, devoid of any language, their last shred of sanity completely consumed, turning them into monsters that knew only slaughter and destruction.
They frantically attacked all uncontaminated creatures within their sight—including their comrades who had just fought alongside them, as well as the Great Xia visitors like Lin Qiye!
"They've gone mad! They've all gone mad!" Baili Pangpang was terrified.
"The Cthulhu contamination... has fully erupted!" An Qingyu's voice was filled with unprecedented horror. "Odin...!"
Lin Qiye unleashed his Eternal Night Domain, desperately protecting his companions. His face was ashen, and his eyes were filled with shock and solemnity.
The situation spiraled completely out of control the moment Odin returned, plunging into an irreversible abyss!
As Odin hovered in the air, looking down at the mad hell he had created with his own hands, a look of utter satisfaction and...pleasure appeared in his enormous, dark yellow vertical pupil.
"Rejoice, you ants... Under the glory of our Lord... evolve... or... be annihilated!"
...
As the entire battlefield of Asgard descended into utter madness and chaos due to Odin's return and the full-blown eruption of the Outer Gods' power,
As countless Norse gods and heroic warriors were distorted and transformed into monsters driven only by slaughter in agony—
On the edge of the battlefield, in a relatively stable temporary shelter supported by the divine power of the Queen Mother of the West's Peach Staff and the golden light of Yang Jian's third divine eye.
On the dignified and noble face of the Queen Mother of the West,
At this moment, however, he wore a strange expression that was extremely rare and difficult to understand.
Her gaze didn't linger long on the Norse gods undergoing horrific mutations; instead, she slightly turned her head and looked at something not far to her side.
Also within the protected area, yet unharmed, is one of the three Fates—representing the present-day Verdandi.
Verdandi held a golden spindle, her face also filled with confusion and bewilderment.
She watched as her former colleagues and comrades writhed and screamed in agony, yet their bodies showed no signs of change, as if they were the same terrifying, contaminating ripples that had swept across the entire battlefield.
It had absolutely no effect on her.
“Strange…” The Queen Mother of the West’s voice, tinged with inquiry, broke the heavy silence within the sanctuary. “Why have all the Norse gods been corrupted and distorted to this extent by the power of that Outer God… while you seem… completely unharmed?”
Upon hearing this, Verdandi
He subconsciously looked down at his unharmed body, then looked up at the hellish scene outside, his brows furrowing tightly.
His clear eyes were filled with confusion and... a hint of unease.
"I...I don't know either..." she answered softly, her voice trembling slightly, "When that force swept over me, I only felt a pang of heart palpitation and discomfort...but not like they did..."
She herself was extremely confused.
As Asgardian gods, why are the three Fates (at least among those present) the only ones seemingly exempt from this terrible contamination?
……
Meanwhile, on the other side, far from the main battlefield.
Deep within Asgard lies a relatively tranquil, seemingly secluded valley—the Eternal Garden.
This place was originally Bragi, the god of poetry and music.
A vibrant and beautiful sanctuary meticulously maintained for his wife, the goddess of youth, Eden.
However, at this moment, the garden presents a strange and dilapidated scene.
Originally, the exotic flowers and plants were blooming brilliantly and exuding fragrance.
At this moment, however, large swaths of them withered and turned black, their petals and leaves curled up as if scorched by fire, emitting a nauseating, cloying, and rotten odor.
"Brother Bragi!" The future goddess Skadi squatted in front of a clump of completely withered violets, her small face filled with worry and confusion. "Why did all the flowers you planted suddenly wither and die? They were fine yesterday!"
Bragi came over at the sound, but when his gaze fell on the withered flowerbed, his brows furrowed.
“Something’s not right…” He crouched down to examine it closely. “This withered appearance… doesn’t seem like it died naturally…”
A faint green light, carrying the divine power of life detection, emanated from his fingertips as he gently touched a withered rose.
Just as his fingertips were about to touch the charred flower stem—
That withered rose was dying at a rate visible to the naked eye.
It quickly turned...scarlet!