The Greece Antagonist-Chapter 816 - 19 You Look at This Cake, Its Both Big and Round

Chapter 816: Chapter 19 You Look at This Cake, It’s Both Big and Round Chapter 816: Chapter 19 You Look at This Cake, It’s Both Big and Round Moments later, within the Urd Holy Spring,

Belldandy came to her senses, scooped up the black leather ancient book floating on the water, and immediately felt a headache coming on. She looked imploringly at Urd in the pool,

“Big sister, the little one has quit, what should we do now?”

“How so, do you also want to sell me out?”

Urd glared at her younger sister and rose from the Holy Spring.

Clear streams cascaded down the valley between two proud peaks, slipped past abdomens almost devoid of excess flesh, followed the round and straight thighs, and flowed back to the Holy Spring, setting off ripples in the pool.

As the Fate Goddess advanced, the surrounding mist dissolved, failing to obscure that impressive figure.

As the dazzling leader of the Three Norns, she was like the most radiant Polaris in the night sky of the Nordic World; not only did she possess an extraordinary magic power, but her personality was also unique.

Her maturity and straightforwardness were like the sun at high noon in midsummer, scorching and pure, piercing through the clouds to illuminate every dark corner; her unrestrained boldness was like a herd of wild horses thumping across the boundless prairies, their hoofbeats thunderous, their momentum overwhelming, embodying life’s most primal freedom and wildness.

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This was the past of the world, and the most primitive form of life.

“Belldandy, have you been going bad with her? Naughty children have to be punished!”

As soon as Urd finished speaking, she opened her arms, a mischievous smile on her face as she pushed her sister’s head firmly against her ample bosom, subjecting her to this divine punishment from fate.

Caught off guard, Belldandy was engulfed by a feeling of suffocation, her hands flailing in the air, almost drowning in this endless softness.

Finally, after much struggle, she managed to pull her half-distorted pretty face out from between the two peaks and mumbled an explanation,

“Big sister, I just wanted to ask what we should do next…”

Seeing her sister’s earnest demeanor, Urd immediately lost interest in teasing her, let go of the struggling Belldandy, and sat down somewhat dispiritedly on the stone seat by the poolside.

Her youngest sister Scouty was rebellious and lively, with an unpredictable mind, which made teasing her quite amusing; while Belldandy was proper, gentle, and diligent, fitting the characteristics of the present Goddess, but she could be inevitably a bit old-fashioned, even more so than Urd, the Goddess of the past.

“Big sister?”

As Belldandy called out again, Urd snapped back to reality, glanced at her sister who couldn’t forget her duties, and snorted lightly,

“What does this have to do with me? It is the task Father God gave to Scouty.”

“If the task isn’t completed on time, if we don’t play the Great Chorale to awaken Father God, all three of us will be punished. For the sake of our sister and ourselves, please help just this once.”

Belldandy held the black leather ancient book, explaining the pros and cons in frustration, trying to persuade her big sister to act.

Among the Three Norns sisters, her eldest sister was the strongest and had the authority to manipulate the World Tree Yggdrasil.

Urd glanced at her sister, speaking with annoyance,

“It’s easy for me to intervene, but do you think Father God chose her arbitrarily?”

Angelboda—the harbinger of sorrow…

This was not only the alias bestowed upon her youngest sister Scouty but also the final chapter of Fate in the Nordic World.

And once Scouty’s divinity was combined with that outsider, they could fix the “Future” and make the Great Chorale complete.

However, her control over the past and Belldandy’s over the present did not have this function.

The past had already occurred, the present was unfolding; unlike the future, both were not as easy to modify and anchor. Even if they interfered, the impact they could have on that person would probably be very limited, and it could easily backfire upon themselves.

Upon hearing her elder sister’s explanation, Belldandy pondered, then took the initiative to say,

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“What about if we try together, with me involved?”

“You really do spoil her, covering for her in everything. No wonder the girl likes you so much…”

Urd pursed her lips and hummed with a touch of sourness in her voice.

Belldandy first blushed and then looked into her sister’s eyes, answering earnestly,

“If it were you in trouble, big sister, I’d do the same.”

Upon hearing this, Urd’s displeased expression eased somewhat as she considered the feasibility of another strategy.

Although Scouty had abandoned her duty, the future remained hazy.

But just as two points can determine a straight line, perhaps by using her dominion over the “Past” and Belldandy’s realm over the “Present” as anchor points, they could also perfect the Great Chorale.

Seeing Urd’s brow gradually smooth, Belldandy, quite familiar with her sister, suddenly brightened,

“Big sister, do you have a solution?”

“I just have a rough idea; it’s not guaranteed to work.”

“Let’s try it! If we really can’t find a way, we’ll find our little sister and persuade her.”

“Just keep spoiling her!”

Urd glared at her sister, but in the end, she was defeated by Belldandy’s pleading gaze, waved away the dense fog, and led her to the World Tree. She placed her hand on its thick trunk, activating the divinity of the World Tree.

Belldandy followed suit, injecting her own Power of Fate.

“Hum!”

The branches and trunk trembled, exhibiting a cheerful mood, as Lun Runes flickered light and dark among the leaf veins like countless stars.

Countless particles of light, invisible to the naked eye, rose from Asgard, Midgard, Valhalla, Jotunheim, and the Iron Forest—all the places where Luo En had lived, fought, and left his mark—absorbed by the World Tree. Then, through the transformation of Runes and the Power of Fate, they mingled with each other, forming torrents of spirituality beneath the bark. Through the World Tree, they were transmitted to every corner of the Nine Great Kingdoms, silently affecting and changing the entire Nordic God Era.