Chapter 218: Ragnarök Cannot Be Stopped Because the Gods Have Gone Mad!
Akashic Records.
Brunhilde and her youngest sister returned from the past.
"Göll? Sister, what's wrong with Göll?"
Hlökk noticed that Göll seemed a bit off.
"Her? She's just lovesick."
"Wh-what are you talking about, Sister Brunhilde?"
Göll let out a voice full of resentment.
The reason for this teasing was simply that her experience in the past had been too pleasant.
The king this time was not intimidating at all—he was practically Göll's ideal prince.
Truly the knight among knights, his deeds were legendary, and he had even dealt with a dangerous monster unbeknownst to both humans and gods.
In short, he was a unique individual who could stand alongside King Solomon, the First Emperor, and the King of Heroes without losing any luster.
And it seemed her sister intended to designate him as the representative for the sixth round, meaning he would emerge from history, alive and right before her eyes—someone she could actually speak to.
This left Göll incredibly excited, much like a fan about to meet their idol up close.
"Sister Brunhilde, for the sixth round, who will the other side send?"
"Who else? Definitely that lecherous old man!"
"Huh? Eh, no, this—Lord Zeus is entering the arena?"
This made Göll somewhat flustered. Although she had experienced history firsthand and witnessed this prince's extraordinary nature, facing Zeus this time—was it really possible?
"Has it been announced over there?"
"No, but it's definitely that lecherous old man stepping in."
Why was Brunhilde so certain? Because the new arena made her realize Zeus would be the one to enter.
The brand new arena was quite special—Zeus had once slain a god here: Kronos, his own father.
Thus, unsurprisingly, Zeus would be making his appearance.
Now, preparations were underway to summon the human representative for the sixth match.
Hmm?
Suddenly, an unknown magical array materialized in the air.
A spatial fluctuation?
Something was about to emerge. Brunhilde and several sisters who had also sensed it immediately assumed combat stances.
With a flash of light, several figures tumbled out awkwardly, piled on top of each other.
"Ugh, why am I always the one at the bottom~ ah!"
The silver-haired woman at the bottom cried out in distress. The five women quickly realized their situation, hurriedly got up, and became alert.
"Is everything alright this time?"
Rossweisse muttered softly, then the shrine maiden's eyes widened as she stared at the imposing black-haired woman before her.
"Finally, we've arrived~"
Safara murmured excitedly.
Why was she so certain? Did she recognize who that black-haired woman was?
"Valkyrie-sama, please immediately halt the final battle between humans and gods!"
Safara urgently pleaded with the Valkyrie before her.
"What are you talking about? Humanity has already won five matches. Why demand my sister stop it now? Who are you?"
Göll voiced her displeasure loudly.
"Please listen to me, I come from..."
Safara immediately explained her purpose and origins.
Meanwhile, Rossweisse and the others watched quietly.
It seemed they had truly arrived in this world, and by sheer coincidence, appeared right beside that Valkyrie.
Especially Rossweisse—she couldn't help stealing several glances at this Norse Valkyrie.
They were both Valkyries, yet the difference was so vast.
Her own world also had a famous Valkyrie named Brunhilde, though she had retired. But compared to this Valkyrie's actions, this one was far more legendary.
To dare propose such a challenge to the gods, and even name the final battle between humans and gods Ragnarök—how audacious!
"Therefore, I beg you to halt the final battle between humans and gods!"
If this internal conflict continued, things would only worsen.
After explaining this, Safara believed the other party would agree to stop it.
But the result—
"Sorry, but Ragnarök will not cease. It cannot be stopped anymore. No matter what happens, no one can halt it now."
This response made Safara's face pale.
"Wh-why?"
"Words cannot explain it. Later, you can see for yourselves at the venue. You'll understand why it can't be stopped."
To put it simply, both sides had already been driven into a frenzy. As long as no sudden interference disrupted their duel, no changes in the world could stop them from fighting.
Only after the duel concluded would they deal with other matters.
Additionally, the other party mentioned that before being transported here, they had also been sent to a parallel world ruled by the Qin Empire—likely the same space connected to the First Emperor.
As for the individuals from another parallel world accompanying this otherworldly shrine maiden, Brunhilde didn't ask any questions. There was no time to inquire now, as the sixth round was about to begin.
"Hrist, take them to the spectator seats first."
"Understood. Please follow me, everyone."
Thus, Safara could only bite her lip, her expression gloomy as she followed.
She couldn't understand why, at such a critical moment, they couldn't just call a halt.
When the three arrived at the arena's stands—
"W-What kind of atmosphere is this!"
Rossweisse sensed something profoundly abnormal in the air.
The atmosphere on the human side, if one had to describe it, was fanatical—so fervent it resembled that of crazed zealots!
As for the divine side, the mood was grim and frantic, so oppressive and unsettling it sent chills down one's spine.
Whichever side it was, Rossweisse felt a cold shiver run through her body.
So, a single thought surfaced in her mind to describe the situation—these humans and gods have gone mad!
"Do you understand now?"
Hrist said gravely.
"I think I have some idea."
Safara sighed in response.
It was similar to the great war among angels, fallen angels, and devils in her world. Back then, other pantheons had stepped in as mediators, worried that the conflict would spill over to humanity and affect other mythologies.
They even threatened to take advantage of the three-way war to strike when they were vulnerable.
But at that time, the three factions were beyond listening to any persuasion—no matter what, they were determined to fight to the finish.
Now, the humans and gods of this world were in a nearly identical situation.