Chapter 513

Chapter 513

C513

In a dark room, in the majestic realm of Asgard where the sky turned purple, a wrinkled-faced man lay asleep.

A wise man who spent most of his life sleeping but, in turn, gained more wisdom than anyone.

Mimir.

Having lost both eyes that contained his abilities, he not only was deprived of his High-Ranker qualifications but also demoted to the bottom of the ranking.

There were two reasons.

First, Mimir's power, now without his two eyes, was insignificant compared to before.

Second, the sleep induced by the Curse of Knowledge became uncertain, not knowing if it would last a thousand or even ten thousand years.

However...

Somehow, the prediction that he could sleep forever turned out to be incorrect.

Mimir's lips moved slowly.

"...That day has come."

His eyes did not open.

No, it was not necessary to open them.

Anyway, opening his eyelids would reveal nothing.

A view as dark as darkness.

Accepting that there was no more light in his own world, Mimir stood up.

Kugugu-.

It felt like the castle of Asgard was trembling.

Although he couldn't see with his eyes, it didn't mean all his senses were dulled.

Mimir staggered towards the window slowly, paying attention to the sounds.

"Save me!"

"Darn it, Kulan!"

"We need support here too...!"

"We're busy here too... Aah!"

Sounds of screams, splattered blood, and things exploding or tearing apart.

The smell of battle spread to this distant place. And among them, familiar voices mingled.

"For Asgard!"

"By Asgard!"

"...Odin."

Odin's cry, leading Asgard, echoed in his ears.

In the place where the voice was heard, even the energy of Gungnir being activated could be felt. It meant that the situation was not as easy as to reserve Gungnir.

This was the first time he woke up without Odin around.

Odin was always there when Mimir woke up.

Whether reading a book.

Or sitting, yawning as he casually greeted him if he was awake.

It was lamentable, but at the same time fortunate.

"I can't see you anymore now."

He woke up after a year. It was a record.

Did he really think he would wake up so quickly?

There was no other way.

It was clear that this would be the last time, and only he knew it in this world.

'In this world, I mean.'

A smile formed on Mimir's lips.

He had no regrets.

He had lived this moment for a long time to have those regrets, probably since the moment he met YuWon.

To win, this was the only way.

"We can't win alone."

There was no choice but to accept that fact, and if that was the case, there was only one way to do it.

Psss-.

Mimir's body began to disintegrate slowly.

Feeling his fingers turning into dust, Mimir murmured.

"It doesn't hurt as much as I thought."

Was it because he had imagined this moment for a long time?

Becoming dust was terribly painful, but his long-held resolution even surpassed that pain.

He lost both eyes.

Now only his body remained.

After getting rid of that, what awaited him was probably complete annihilation.

Even so...

"Anyway, I'm grateful. Because I succeeded."

Mimir breathed a sigh of relief more than regret in his words.

It was unknown if this would end the fight victoriously.

But at least, this raised the chances of winning a bit more.

That alone was enough for Mimir to feel that his sacrifice was worth it.

"Odin... my friend..."

Towards the battlefield that couldn't be seen...

"Don't get too angry."

Mimir spoke his last words.

Whoosh-.

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The commander of the battlefield used to be in the rear.

The death of a commander leads directly to the defeat of the war. Therefore, commanders take maximum security and lead the battlefield to victory.

But this fight couldn't be won that way.

That's why Odin took a step forward.

As a warrior of Asgard.

It wasn't a situation to laugh about.

However, he intentionally smiled, thanks to the last words Mimir left.

"This friend of mine..."

Resentment about why he did that.

And a farewell.

He couldn't ask why or question him for not saying anything.

There was no one to ask, and he knew why.

Mimir was a smart friend.

If the price of his plan was complete annihilation, going beyond the loss of his eyes, Odin would never have been willing to cooperate.

No,

Maybe he would have tried to stop him.

Mimir might have seen that until there.

“Why didn't you tell me anything?”

Kim YuWon.

After learning that this guy came from the future and knowing the future through him.

Odin felt uncomfortable because Mimir knew this fact before him and asked, "Did you have any reason not to say it?"

"Reason? There is no reason. Because there's nothing we can do."

"Then are you just going to stay like this? This guy, deceive someone you can deceive."

There was nothing to do. Naturally, he didn't believe him.

He thought he was hiding something. But he trusted him, so he didn't ask for details.

But the result was this.

"You're a strange guy, both when we first met and now."

"My name is Odin."

He met Mimir in the Tutorial.

"I'm Mimir."

"Among all, you seem the most fitting. Do you want to come with me?"

And Odin thought that the moment he extended his hand to Mimir was the true beginning of Asgard.

The two, who joined the same team, fought for the first time.

Odin was interested in Mimir's abilities, such as fire and ice.

"What was that earlier?"

"It's magic."

"Magic?"

"You use a spear, right?"

"Yes, but... I'm getting interested in that too."

In his youth, Odin was interested in everything. Mimir's magic was really attractive to him, who trained with a spear as a weapon.

"Do you want to learn?"

"That thing called magic?"

"Yes."

From that day on.

Odin never parted from Mimir. Even when he knew he would be trapped in the curse of knowledge after drinking the water from Yggdrasil's well, Odin supported his decision.

This time it was the same.

"I don't know what the hell you had planned, but...."

I don't think that will fail.

Odin nodded and composed himself with difficulty.

Mimir.

His only friend, older than Asgard.

If this is his choice, I respect it.

Did he tell me not to get angry?

Odin nodded.

He had no intention of cursing or getting angry, as he feared.

Perhaps this time, he was wrong.

"Don't feel lonely."

Odin didn't get angry. Rather, maybe it was fortunate.

Thak-.

Odin headed deeper into the Outer's center.

Suddenly...

Thud-

Gungnir, thrown with all his might, returned to his hand. He grabbed Gungnir and looked at the enormous battlefield unfolding before his eyes.

Mimir was dead.

No.

Not only that, many Rankers were already dying.

Crack-

Odin took another step, activating Gungnir, and thought.

There was no war where everyone could live. Someone had to die, or everyone would die.

So, who would die and who would survive in this fight?

Among them, for now...

'Mimir, and I.'

That's how it was decided.

Drip-

Without stopping the flowing blood, Odin, with his shining blue eyes, murmured.

"Soon, I'll follow you. My friend."

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