บท 23: CHAPTER 23
"My lord, are you still satisfied?"
"No problem, continue sending people to collect ancient books, as long as Asgard cannot record them through quantum technology, I will collect them!"
Several craftsmen lowered their heads abruptly and replied, "Yes!" After saying that, they withdrew.
Rhodes didn't visit his bedroom and hall, but instead, he stayed in the study, took the first book from the first row of the bookshelf, and sat in a place with specially designed lighting to read it.
At this moment, Hela came to Rhodes' courtyard. Upon hearing that his residence had been completed, she was the first to come over for a visit.
She searched around the front courtyard but didn't find Rhodes. She then knocked on the door of Rhodes Hall, but received no response.
After pondering where Rhodes might be for a while, Hela slapped her forehead and pouted slightly, muttering, "This nerd is probably studying again!"
With that, she walked towards Rhodes' study.
Rhodes, blessed with super memory and super intelligence, could grasp the contents of books with just a glance, aided by his exceptional memory.
Rhodes had become a walking repository of knowledge, constantly absorbing all the wisdom of the universe.
The door to the study room was ajar, and Hela stood at the entrance, watching Rhodes intently as he read, unaware of her presence.
Rhodes remained oblivious to her for a prolonged period, completely engrossed in his book. In Asgard, he no longer needed to maintain constant vigilance.
Hela refrained from calling out to Rhodes and simply stood there, gazing at his profile with a faint smile.
"Master Hela? Hello!" Several maids who had come to deliver books to Rhodes bowed and greeted Hela as she stood at the door.
Upon hearing Hela's voice, Rhodes finally put down the book. "Hela?"
Hela scrutinized several of Rhodes' maids, her eyes flashing with a hint of coldness.
These maids had been specially assigned to serve Rhodes by Odin's people. They were Valkyrie warriors, known for their ethereal beauty with snow-white skin and velvet feather adornments.
The attendants were diligent and considerate, but their presence perturbed Hela as they gazed at Rhodes in silence, a source of her frustration.
For some inexplicable reason, Hela felt a vague sense of displeasure when she saw these beautiful Valkyrie warriors by Rhodes' side, even though she couldn't fathom why.
Rhodes rose from his seat and approached Hela. "Are you looking for me?"
Hela looked at Rhodes, her smile vaguely apparent. "Yes, God King Odin has assigned you a new mission."
"What mission?"
"You are tasked with training the heroes of the Hall of Valor."
"As you are aware, these heroic warriors in the Hall of Valor are formed from the condensed spirits of warriors from the Nine Worlds who perished in battle. After their souls were transported to heaven, they were reborn as God Race warriors in the Hall of Valor."
"While they possess formidable divine bodies, they retain their prior personalities and cognition."
"They are powerful, but precisely because of their strength, they have descended into chaos and insubordination. Odin has dispatched numerous individuals to manage these heroic warriors in the Hall of Valor, but all have failed."
"As the new guardian of the Nine Realms, we believe you possess the capability to instill discipline in them."
Rhodes comprehended the situation instantly.
Indeed, to confront Ragnarok, God King Odin had spared no expense, slaughtering countless formidable warriors from the Nine Realms on the battlefield.
Their souls were subsequently collected from the Nine Realms, transforming them into heroes of the Hall of Valor.
Though their might had increased, they lacked the loyalty and obedience of the Protoss warriors.
When imbued with great power, rebellion and insubordination often ensued.
This was undoubtedly a conundrum.
Rhodes nodded. "Understood, I'll proceed immediately."
As Rhodes prepared to depart, the maids set aside their books and assisted him in donning his Nine Realms Guardian cloak. This was both a symbol of status and a necessity for proper attire when leaving.
Several maids gently secured the capes around Rhodes.
Hela cast a complicated gaze upon the maids but ultimately departed without uttering a word.
...
Rhodes arrived at the Temple of Valor, an imposing white edifice perched on a peak. A colossal beam of light pierced the sky from the temple's pinnacle, serving as a conduit for the souls of fallen warriors from the Nine Realms.
Rhodes even observed human-like forms descending from the sky through this colossal beam of light, their destination being the Hall of Valor.
This beam of light appeared to be the medium through which the souls of Nine Realms warriors who had perished in battle were reconstituted.
Rhodes trod the imposing stone steps and entered the expansive square before the Temple of Valor. Countless warriors donned in golden armor assembled in groups, engaging in conversations, quaffing beverages, and engaging in games.
It scarcely resembled a training ground for soldiers, instead resembling a vast entertainment venue.
Fortunately, these individuals seemed unaware of misbehavior; otherwise, the Temple of Valor would have devolved into a massive disco.
In broad daylight, these heroic warriors reveled in carefree revelry, elucidating why God King Odin had assigned this task to Rhodes.
Rhodes ventured deeper into the Temple of Valor's square.
The attention of hundreds of heroic warriors immediately pivoted towards Rhodes. They bantered and laughed merrily, appraising the attire and spear of Rhodes, the Guardian of the Nine Realms.
Respect for Rhodes was conspicuously absent, with not a single salute extended.
Rhodes sighed in exasperation.Indeed, they were a rather obstinate lot.Rhodes raised his voice, commanding, "Everyone, gather."
Silence persisted.
Rhodes discerned their mocking expressions as they ridiculed his order.After a moment of quiet, the heroes erupted in uproarious laughter.
"What is this imbecile talking about?"
"I have no idea, perhaps he fancies himself the boss."
"He actually dares to order us to assemble?"
"Disregard him; he's just another fool. Let's continue our revelry."
Rhodes, feeling slighted, raised his right hand. His Guardian spear whizzed through the air like lightning, creating an enormous crater in the square.
Rhodes stood in the midst of it all, still ignored, looking like a fool.
Veins bulged on Rhodes' forehead.
Then, his Guardian spear, unleashed with the speed of lightning, homed in on those heroic warriors who had taunted him while drinking.
Rhodes' spear was so swift that not one of the four or five warriors with goblets could react.
Boom!
The square was marred by a colossal crater with a diameter exceeding ten meters. A seismic wave emanated from the epicenter, knocking aside twenty or thirty of the surrounding heroic warriors.
The impact had been concentrated at the focal point of Rhodes' spear attack.
Those few Hall of Valor soldiers who had been drinking were left in disarray by Rhodes' assault, assaulted by an overwhelming force.
Their vision darkened, and they toppled to the ground.
The golden armor adorning their bodies was scorched black from the explosion, and they appeared thoroughly disheveled.
Rhodes had exhibited restraint; his Guardian spear had not pierced the chests of these heroic warriors. Otherwise, fatalities might have occurred.
It took a moment for these heroic warriors to regain their senses.
They rose to their feet, incensed.
"Do you wish to die? How dare you attack us!"
Rhodes gazed upon these heroic warriors.
"Your words alone are enough to warrant your demise hundreds of times over."
Naturally, these heroic warriors remained unconvinced, brandishing their spears and blades in response.
They surged towards Rhodes.
Rhodes raised his right hand, and his Guardian spear, lodged in the deep crater, obediently returned to his grasp.
With a deft flick of his spear, several energy pulses emanated, homing in on these charging heroic warriors.
In the realm of gods, language was expressed through combat.
To train these heroic warriors, Rhodes would have to humble them, enabling them to comprehend the magnitude of their shortcomings.
Though swift, these heroic warriors were eclipsed by Rhodes' swiftness.
Rhodes closed the distance to them in an instant.
His Guardian spear swept through their ranks.
The armor and weapons these heroic warriors wielded were obliterated by Rhodes' onslaught.
They were hurled backward more rapidly than they had charged, several of them crashing onto the stone slabs of the Temple of Valor's floor.
Their garments lay in tatters, barely concealing their robust physiques.
Despite having been reborn as divine warriors, these individuals retained the combat experience of warriors from the Nine Realms.
Their martial skills and combat experience paled in comparison to those of the Protoss warriors.
However, they possessed enhanced physical prowess and strength, courtesy of the Temple of Valor's blessings, surpassing ordinary Protoss warriors.
This had led these heroic warriors to overestimate their capabilities, convinced that none could impede their path.
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