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Chapter 195 Warmth and Tenacity

Luna shook her head slightly, with a hint of helplessness in her eyes: "I have tried my best, but the curse of the dark elves is too strong. However, please believe that hope has never really left."

Odin heard this and his eyes became more determined: "No matter what you need, even the stars above the nine heavens, I will get it for you. As long as there is a possibility, I will never give up." At this moment, he was no longer a high and mighty god, but an ordinary father who was willing to give everything for the one he loved.

Thus, in this world intertwined by fate and curse, a legend about love, courage and hope is quietly opening. Under the deep sky, the moonlight weaves into a delicate net, gently covering the quiet palace. The voice of the Queen of Gods Frigga, like an ancient ballad from afar, mixed with unknown fatigue and tenacity, gently nestles on Luna's knees that are as bright as stars. Between Luna's fingers, the silver-blue divine power of the Milky Way flows. They are like a trickle, gently and firmly penetrating into Frigga's body, and launching a silent but fierce contest with the black and red curse power lurking in it, as if the most gorgeous aurora in the night sky blooms in the depths of the soul where the undercurrent is surging.

"The cursed warriors of the dark elves are the legendary shadow dancers. They use their lives as guides and their souls as candles to weave a forbidden contract of blood and magic. Odin, you are very familiar with all of this. That dagger is like the whisper of death. Once it touches the skin of the Queen of Gods, it will strangle life into thin air." Luna's voice, with a hint of sadness and determination, penetrated the solemnity of the air.

Thor, the son of Thunder, had an unyielding fire burning in his eyes. He clenched his teeth, as if he wanted to crush all the injustice in the world. "Mother... could it be..." Before he finished speaking, he had already grasped Thor's hammer tightly, with lightning flashing around him, as if he was about to tear through space in the next second and head straight for the legendary underworld of Helm, vowing to take back his mother's soul from Mephisto's control.

"Thor, your courage is commendable, but you still need to dive deeper into the ocean of knowledge." Luna smiled slightly, with wisdom shining in her eyes. "Do you think the underworld and hell are the judges of life and death? No, they are just havens for the soul to rest. The true law of life and death is in the hands of the supreme being. The underworld and hell are just dimensions that exist in accordance with the natural law of the soul's destination. Moreover, the real ruler of Helheim is not Mephisto as you said, but..."

At this point, Odin coughed dryly, like the echo of an ancient bell tower, instantly interrupting the secret that was about to be revealed. The name of the taboo was like the most untouchable star in the night sky, which made people feel awe.

Luna cleverly changed the subject. She waved her hand gently, and circles of light blue ripples appeared in the air. Then, an illusory and ethereal figure slowly peeled off from Frigga's body. It was a light blue soul silhouette, so fragile that it seemed to break at the touch, but it contained an immortal light. It floated gently in the air. It was Frigga's soul. Although it was weak, it exuded the warmth and tenacity of maternal love.

"Look, your mother's soul is not far away. She is here, waiting for the opportunity to be reborn. In the face of true divine power, it is only a matter of time to rebuild the body." Luna's words were like warm sunshine, illuminating the haze in Thor's heart and paving a road of hope for Frigga's return. Under the deep sky, the sky of Asgard seemed to be slowly wrapped by a thick layer of black and red silk. It was not only the arrival of night, but also the whisper of an ancient curse, quietly spreading in this sacred land. Luna, the goddess guided by the stars and dressed in moonlight, slowly stood up. Although her face could not hide her fatigue, her eyes flashed with an unyielding light. "I have done my best to weave a thin thread of time for Frigga, so that her soul can temporarily delay withering, accompany you and me, and go on this final journey together."

Odin, the Lord of the Nine Realms, nodded heavily, and gently wrapped the soul of his beloved wife Frigga with his staff, as if he was collecting a rare treasure. He knew clearly that every word of Luna was like a heavy hammer, knocking on the door of his known destiny. He knew that Frigga's time was running out, and his own glory was gradually fading, but before the fire of life was extinguished, he vowed to light the last bonfire.

"Heimdall, listen up! Close the rainbow bridge to the myriad worlds, and make Asgard an isolated island. Let the wind and rain from the outside world rage outside for now." Odin's voice echoed in the palace, with unquestionable majesty. At the same time, he issued another order to the loyal Fandral: "Gather all the generals, we must be fully prepared for the coming storm, especially those cunning and deadly dark elves."

Thor, the son of Thunder, had a look of surprise and confusion in his eyes. He finally realized the determination behind his father's deep plan. "Father, are you going to fight the dark elves head-on in Asgard?