Chapter 1348 Odin, who was tricked and became lame
Northrend.
Howling Fjord is swept by relentless gales from the sea, making the entire region echo with howls that sound like those of wild beasts.
This territory, once home to the ancient Vrykul people, has undergone tremendous changes over the years.
After the Alliance's northward campaign in Azeroth, various countries began large-scale development of the region.
Centered around Utgarde Keep, this land, apart from the Tuskarr's Spear Isle and the vast Giants Plains to the east belonging to Stromgarde, is home to the Vrykul in the woodlands to the north near the snow-capped mountains, where the abundant forest resources are enough to sustain the entire Dragonflight clan.
In the southwest, the Valgard Territory of Lordaeron, the Ashlands of Kul Tiras, the Halglind Territory of Stormwind, and the Shieldlands of Gilneas are thriving.
The mild climate and flat terrain of the fjord have enabled the establishment of many farms of all sizes, which not only meet the needs of people venturing to the North Sea, but also contribute to the local economies of various countries.
To the east, the high elves have built towers in the territory of Niflva, while the dwarves of Ironforge are studying mysterious ancient ruins in their excavation sites on the east coast.
Today, the busy people of the Alliance discovered that this land has welcomed a group of special visitors.
They looked up and saw a golden fortress drifting in from the southern sky, passing over their heads, and flying towards the snow-capped northern mountains.
Humans, high elves, and dwarves did not know what this sky city was, but the ancient dragon-slaying clans, who had been asleep since time immemorial, found related records in their dusty memories.
After all, the main area where Odin built Valhalla to collect souls and create heroic warriors was around Ulduar, and it was also the main gathering place for the Vrykul.
After Tyr's departure and the splitting of the land, a small number of Val'kyr in Storm Peaks refused to follow Hela into the Underworld. While saving souls, they also spread legends about Valhalla.
Even though this legend has long since deviated from the original facts over tens of thousands of years, it is still enough for the Vrykul to recognize that golden sky fortress.
After arriving at Utgard Keep from Halls of Valor, a large group of Dragonflight warriors riding proto-dragons left the golden fortress, swooping down like dumplings being dropped into a pot.
Their mission is complete; only Garin remains by Odin's side.
At this moment, Odin also walked to the edge of the fortress, looking thoughtfully at the territories of the various races on the ground.
"The Vrykul in Howling Fjord seem to be more prosperous than those in Stormheim, and they have even reintroduced those degenerated dwarf descendants to live among them?"
It's no wonder Odin had this question. Although he was sealed in Valhalla, he still had ways to know what was happening outside.
Odin was aware of King Ymiron's purge of the degenerate descendants, but his vision was blocked after Garin established his base in Northrend.
“That’s a good thing, Your Majesty Odin.” Garin was still maintaining his persona as a Vrykul lord at this moment: “As far as I know, there are quite a few powerful individuals among those descendants.”
"For example, the first human emperor Thoradin, and his descendants Anduin Lothar, Llane Wrynn, Thoras Trollbane, and so on."
Upon hearing this, a glint of light flashed in Odin's single eye.
What his Valhalla lacked were powerful souls; the bodies of the heroic warriors were less important, since they were all thunderous bodies reforged using Titan facilities.
He thought Garin was right.
This is indeed a good thing.
"Besides the Dragonflight Clan, there are also many Vrykul tribes in Storm Peaks, and even powerful female Vrykul villages. Their bravery is no less than that of your shieldmaiden!"
Odin is truly in love this time!
Returning to Ulduar this time was definitely the right decision!
