Magical Girl's Knight Brother

Chapter 544 The Truth of Ragnarok

Even though Scáthach had explained some things simply, Tang Zijun still found it difficult to understand. In fact, his doubts only multiplied. He couldn't imagine what kind of enemy the Earth's gods had faced, what kind of being it was that would make all the gods on Earth take it so seriously. They even went so far as to unite and create a new dimension, just to establish a buffer zone to stop the existence known as the "Nightmare" from encroaching on the real world. Frankly, Tang Zijun didn't know much about this world.

Perhaps the development and technology of this world are largely the same as before his transmigration, but Tang Zijun truly knows very little about its history—the ancient history—and the secrets of the gods. Not only him, Tang Zijun believes that even the magical girls of the real world couldn't possibly know all this, because it's completely beyond their duties and imagination, and beyond their reach. Perhaps if one of them could reach the legendary Purple Rank, there would be a chance to unlock this mysterious door, but now, it seems that only Qiu Yun has the ability to access it. Seeing Tang Zijun lost in thought, Scáthach didn't disturb him, simply watching him quietly, her eyes flashing with interest. After a while, Tang Zijun broke the silence. "How many gods are here like you?"

"You've been thinking about this for so long, and this is all you want to ask?" Scáthach paused for a moment, then chuckled. "If you want to know if there are any other beings like me in this world, then I can tell you—no, there's only me here."

"Why did you come here?" Tang Zijun asked again.

"Because of an accident, or you could say a mistake," Scáthach said without any concealment. "According to the gods' plan, we are not allowed to come to this world, and no one else is." "The gods' plan..." Tang Zijun frowned deeply.

At this moment, he felt that he was about to truly come into contact with some ancient secrets about the gods. From the moment he saw Scáthach appear, Tang Zijun felt that something must be hidden beneath this world, and he even imagined a lot of conspiracies.

Now, after hearing Scáthach's explanation, Tang Zijun began to doubt the very existence of the wasteland world.

A world born from a virtual world, a world devoid of any extraordinary power, a world inherently lacking countless authorities—could such an existence truly have formed naturally? Given that Scáthach's explanation revealed the gods' power to "create worlds," he now had reason to suspect that the Wasteland world's very existence might be closely linked to the gods. Seemingly sensing Tang Zijun's thoughts, Scáthach spoke softly, "You probably have some guesses too, right? Yes, just as you think, the Wasteland world... is also the work of the gods." "You mean, this world was also created by the gods?" Upon receiving Scáthach's confirmation, Tang Zijun raised an eyebrow. "Is this also a buffer zone established to resist the Holy Dream?" "No, this isn't a buffer zone; this is a sanctuary."

"A shelter?" Tang Zijun was both amused and exasperated. He pointed to the distant ruins and the massive, grotesquely scarred black sphere in the sky. "Look around! You call this a shelter?!" Scáthach's face darkened instantly. "That's not the plan. It wasn't supposed to be like this..."

"What do you mean?" Tang Zijun narrowed her eyes. "What exactly is going on, and what does the gods' plan refer to?" "All the gods' plans are aimed at protecting themselves and the safety of the real world. However, in the actual implementation, we are all feeling our way across the river, and various changes have occurred one after another." Scáthach slowly said. "When the gods realized the existence of the Nightmare, they didn't take it too seriously at first. After all, in that era, all kinds of beings emerged one after another, and it wasn't surprising that some strange things appeared."

"However, after those monsters killed and devoured some of the gods, the gods finally felt threatened. They began to discuss and organized to target those nightmares." "However, after the gods actually came into contact with those beings, they discovered how bizarre those things were—they were not any known creatures, nor even gods, but another kind of existence, carrying another kind of law."

"Another kind of law? They are products of another world?" Tang Zijun asked with a serious expression.

Scáthach shook her head slightly upon hearing this. "It's uncertain. Their origins are very mysterious. The gods have investigated for a long time but haven't been able to find any clues. All we know now is that they descend into the real world through dreams."

"Human dreams, animal dreams, divine dreams... all beings above the level of ideology have the chance to form unfounded connections with them, and will gradually be influenced by them and devoured by them." Tang Zijun listened attentively with a solemn expression.

He was gradually catching up with the other person's train of thought, and at the same time, he began to genuinely consider this terrifying threat of unknown origin from the perspective of the gods. "What about that ancient war? I heard that the gods once fought a war in the dream world, but you also said that the dream world doesn't exist..." "The gods did indeed fight against things in dreams, but not against the dream world itself." Scáthach glanced at Tang Zijun, seemingly speechless at the false rumors the other had received. "Dreams are a chaotic world, encompassing everything, and changing into various scenes according to the dreamer's consciousness. It's a world without matter, a place beyond the reach of the gods' divine realm."

"Therefore, the gods suffered a crushing defeat in that war. The first to fall were the gods of ancient Babylon. They were completely consumed by nightmares before they could even put up a fight. Later, it was the gods of ancient Egypt and ancient India. The continuous invasion of nightmares eventually caused the collapse of their divine realms, and the gods fell."

"Later, the gods of Asgard and Olympus joined the battle, and they paid a heavy price to defend the fortress. However, by then, the real world was already in grave danger." "After Ragnarok, Baldr, the god of light, was 'resurrected' in a dream and, together with Thor's daughter and the children of other gods, created the dream world in the chaos. These descendants of the gods began to build a new world on top of the real world."

"A dream world," Tang Zijun murmured.

He now understands where the dream world comes from, but many mysteries still linger in his mind.

"So, the so-called 'Gods of the Empty Mirror' mentioned by the dream world's inhabitants are actually the surviving Earth gods and their children after Ragnarok?" "You could say that, but it's not entirely accurate, because after the dream world was successfully opened, the inhabitants were attacked by a group of creatures wandering in chaos," Scáthach said softly. "At first, the inhabitants thought they were part of the nightmare, but gradually they discovered that those chaotic creatures weren't nightmares, but rather beings born from their emotions." "The inhabitants sensed their existence, so they appeared; the inhabitants saw those monsters, so they gained physical bodies. They were never born, or perhaps they always have existed; they are chaos itself, ruling that chaotic world."

"The Great Old Ones!" Tang Zijun immediately realized.

Scáthach looked somewhat surprised, seemingly astonished that Tang Zijun even knew about the existence of these things.

However, she nodded nonetheless. "It seems you know more than I thought—yes, the Great Old Ones, that's what we call them, and also the honorific title for those who have been bewitched by them." "They rule the chaos above the real world. After the gods broke into and created the dream world, they began to descend and corrupt and bewitch all beings in the dream world. Perhaps the gods themselves are unaffected, but those heroes who went with the gods are different; they are merely mortals."

"Bewitched humans have established cults of the Great Old Ones, attempting to liberate them from the seals of the gods. Others hope to summon even more powerful beings to descend upon the dream world." "I've seen one, pretty crazy." Tang Zijun nodded with deep understanding, then asked, "So what happened to you? Why did you... become like this?" "Like this? You mean you've become a 'mortal'?"

Scáthach smiled and then explained.

"This was just a plan between Odin and me. Before Odin fell into his final slumber to fight the nightmares, Chi found me and hoped I could prepare some 'contingency plans' for this battle." "Contingency plans"

Tang Zijun twitched the corner of her mouth.

"Don't tell me that madman in the shadow world who's planning to destroy the whole world is your backup plan..."