The night deepens.

In the lord's mansion, Duncan sat at the head seat, with the Crow Queen - Triss and Anya sitting across from each other on either side. Until they reclaimed London and other places, Southampton would be his governor's residence.

He really didn't like living in a castle fortress.

The candlelight flickered.

Anya on the left listened with great interest. When she heard Duncan describe picking up the head of the sea monster leviathan and smashing it against the reef, she felt as if she were there, a charming flush appearing on her beautiful face. Anya indeed flushed easily, especially when particularly excited. At this moment, hearing Duncan recount his experiences in the Nordic regions, she couldn't help but feel her heart racing, her long legs crossed lightly rubbing against each other.

Crow Queen - Triss was as quiet as a sculpture of a beauty from Ancient Greece. She wasn't surprised at Duncan's ability to slay a sea monster; in her view, Duncan's power was already very close to the heroes of ancient Greek legends.

However, upon hearing of the leviathan and Mother of Monsters, Crow Queen - Triss finally showed concern, a hint of fear crossing her face as she said, "Too risky!"

"That Mother of Monsters is clearly a deity of Primitive Witchcraft from the Dark Ages."

"After the Nordic Pantheon unified Germania and Scandinavia, many of the primitive religion deities disappeared, or were even merged into them."

The Nordic gods fought their way here as well, having often exterminated and absorbed other divine beliefs in the past.

Duncan's point was not on this; he took out a package emitting a strong stench of blood, throwing it on the ground, "This is what remains of the banshee."

Crow Queen - Triss opened it, revealing the cervical vertebrae connected with the spine and a segment of the tail.

Anya couldn't help but gasp, covering her mouth with her hand nearly screaming, as she had never seen something so terrifying before; after all, she was a pampered Roman noblewoman in the past.

Crow Queen - Triss, however, remained calm, casting a glance at Anya, who immediately silenced herself, palms emanating with the Wind of Magic, chanting quietly, "This creature specializes in enchanting the heart, and its remnants possess certain power."

"If made into a curiosity, it would have significant uses."

After saying this, Crow Queen - Triss got up, picked up the banshee's cervical vertebrae as if in thought, and said slowly, "From here to the spine, it can be made into a sword."

"But it can't be too long, only a one-handed sword."

"From here to here, it can be made into a whip, which can enhance the user's enchantment ability. If combined with supernatural power, it could cause an enemy to submit to the user's will when lashed."

A Banshee Spine Sword and a Banshee Spine Whip.

These were already the maximum utilization ways.

Upon hearing this, Anya's eyes brightened, her eager gaze falling on Duncan. Her eyes lingered on the banshee's tail, clearly desiring the Banshee Spine Whip.

Her combat ability was weak, but the spine whip could enhance her enchantment spells.

Duncan patted her hand back, meaning that even without her asking, he intended to give it to her because Anya had made great contributions and needed to be rewarded.

"Time is probably running too short."

Crow Queen - Triss said solemnly, "Unless the legendary dwarfs can be found, the forging would take a long time otherwise."

"Avalon can't help much either."

With mentions of the mist-covered Avalon, Severus went to Avalon's sacrificial stone, preparing to urge them, asking the Guardian Fairies, when would the Sword of Oath and Victory finally be ready?

When will it forge successfully?

On his end, there was an urgency, indeed very urgent, since Duncan risked his life as if it were nothing, frequently dancing on the knife's edge.

From now on, he'd ask every day.

"No worries." Duncan shook his head and said.

The Banshee Spine Sword probably works well against monsters, but not clear about humans, but it's quite intimidating.

Speaking of this, he slowly stood up and said, "This is not important."

"Actually, there's one more thing."

"Help me take a look!"

Duncan slowly opened his palm, it was empty, yet in Anya's astonished gaze, the Cup of Blood appeared out of thin air, like a treasure from mythic tales. She witnessed, for the first time, a curiosity manifest from nowhere.

Crow Queen - Triss stood up excitedly, murmuring, "Cup of Blood?!"

Do you recognize it?

Crow Queen - Triss hadn't expected Duncan to obtain such a legendary object. After pondering for a while, she slowly said, "This is the Cup of the Devil."

"It's said to be a treasure granted by Satan."

"But legends aren't reliable; it's more like a treasure that was born with mythology. What it was like in the past is unknown, but as the church emerged with the Holy Relic - Holy Grail, some legendary objects from the Dark Ages also transformed into such Cups of Blood."

Understood.

After the church had the Holy Grail, the dark legends introduced the Cup of Blood.

Mostly considered by the church to be held by devils, some of these devils were, in fact, original deities of primitive religions.

As heretical names, they judged everything.

Crow Queen - Triss glanced at Duncan, then cast a curious look at Anya, speaking softly, "The existence of the Nordic Pantheon has always sought the Holy Grail, as it's currently the only legendary object left by a divine spirit walking the world, not too long ago."

Holy Grail?

What do they want it for?

Crow Queen - Triss seemed to pick up on Duncan's confusion, slowly shaking her head, "I don't know either."

"But it should be related to the Heroic Spirit Hall."

"The myth of the Twilight of the Gods actually emerged only a few hundred years ago; when ancient Roman gods first encountered the Nordic gods, there was no myth of the Twilight."

"With the rise of monotheism, the rumors of Twilight began."

Strictly speaking,

The myth of the Twilight of the Gods was born in the first century AD, just over four hundred years ago from now.

Not long after Jesus, the myth of the Twilight of the Gods took shape.

The Nordic Pantheon was also striving to maintain its continuity. Odin exchanged sacrifice for wisdom; he surely foresaw future prophecies, and his plans were all pinned on the Heroic Spirit Hall.

The concept of Heroic Spirits is the key to the Nordic Pantheon's survival!

Crow Queen-Triss glanced at the blood in the cup and then looked at Anya, slowly shaking her head at Duncan, indicating that Anya could not integrate with such a legendary artifact at all.

What lay within was a relic from the Dark Ages, and even she might be contaminated by it.

In matriarchal societies, humans had not yet developed morals, and the concept of marriage hadn't been born; it boiled down to primitive reproduction desires, which ordinary people couldn't digest from the Cup of Blood.

Duncan waited for a moment, seeing that Crow Queen-Triss seemed unaware that it could initiate a mythical reflection, and then slowly said, "This item fell into my hands."

"It seems to have some special uses."

Afterwards, Duncan described in detail the mythical power he had obtained in the True Illusion Realm.

Anya was instantly enchanted, thinking that if she were in that situation, she would also gain very powerful magical power.

A mysterious confidence of a two-star Whiteboard.

Crow Queen-Triss looked increasingly shocked, staring at the Cup of Blood, without doubting anything Duncan had said. After contemplating for a moment, she said, "I'm afraid it can only be used under special circumstances."

She knew what Duncan meant.

Duncan wanted to know if the power of the Cup of Blood could be used when facing God's Whip-Attila.

Crow Queen-Triss decisively rejected: "There's too little blood in the cup."

"It can last at most for a quarter of an hour."

"And it cannot affect too many people. How to control it needs careful research. It is merely a medium from the Mythical Era, and a slight mistake could destroy this legendary object together."

She closed her eyes to feel for a moment and muttered, "Moreover, it is a legendary object born with the Holy Grail as its prototype."

"I'm afraid that once activated, some people within the church will also be affected."

"The Hermitage also has a Holy Grail."

"If the Cup of Blood resonates with that replica Holy Grail, I don't know what may happen."

In some myths of the Holy Grail from past lives, the person who finally found it directly entered heaven.

The ending looks good, but the person is probably already dead.

Crow Queen-Triss's intention was clear, this thing was too dangerous and should not be used unless absolutely necessary.

It is a double-edged sword!

Duncan nodded slightly, and the Cup of Blood in his palm disappeared.

Keep it for now, there may be a chance to ask Odin if he wants it, to see if it can be exchanged for a divine artifact. If pushed to the edge one day, burn the Cup of Blood and everyone can enjoy a mythical reflection warfare in reality!

Anya could be ignored.

But if Duncan and Crow Queen-Triss entered a mythical state, their combat power would be explosive!

This thing could be used to turn the tables.

By this time, it was already late; Anya noticed that Crow Queen-Triss hadn't left yet, as if she had guessed something. With a charming smile, she gracefully removed her long dress, leaving only a thin silk nightgown. Crow Queen-Triss's eyes trembled slightly. The last attempt wasn't very successful, and with Anya here today, she could guide a bit. There might be some new progress.

Duncan at this moment was very obedient, leaving the initiative to Anya. Aphrodite's esoteric methods were astonishing; all he needed to do was lie down and get hard.

Dawn's faint light.

Duncan only slept for half a night, but was refreshed the next day and started preparing early in the morning. Even though he knew that God's Whip-Attila would lose this battle, he had to think carefully about how to obtain the greatest benefit.

Giving up was simply not an option.

Though war is perilous, historically, there were not many battles won effortlessly, and opportunities must be seized.

Returning from the North, he gained two special abilities, with the monster providing a bit of legendary resonance, and Mother of Monsters providing four points, evidently the latter being the core of the legend.

Gaining legendary resonance doesn't always depend on strength; in comparison, human kings have the highest cost-performance ratio.

Supernatural monsters ultimately don't fit into mainstream society.

——"Regeneration [Special Ability]: Your wounds will gradually heal over time. You possess regeneration abilities far exceeding those of humans, and some non-lethal injuries can also be repaired; lost limbs can regenerate over time."

Always felt that the giant monster wasn't slain by Beowulf, maybe it was killed by the King of Denmark; there should be more than one offspring of the Mother of Monsters.

As the Mother of Monsters, she sustains her own legend and power. The one that died was indeed her offspring; she hides herself, and will create another one when possible. As long as monsters keep appearing, she will always maintain her legend as the Mother of Monsters.

This is merely Duncan's speculation without any basis.

But seeing how much Mist-covered Avalon values legendary resonance, it shows that supernatural beings need to maintain an influence over the real world, not just hide away.

The end of the Mythical Era is like a great ebb, and supernatural existences have to find ways to survive.

——"Giant Strength (One Star) [Special Ability]: Your strength has moved towards that of a legendary giant. You can surpass the power limit of a half-giant, gradually gaining terrifying monstrous strength approaching that of a true giant over time."

Last time it was half-giant, this time it's real giant, it should be a further integration and enhancement of similar abilities.

Duncan's current power is already at the pinnacle of ordinary humans.

But if he wants to continue improving, it becomes somewhat difficult because he must raise the upper limit of humans, he must lift this ceiling to become stronger.

But at the end of the Mythical Era, the height of the ceiling is continuously descending. If he lifts it up, it might mean the return of the Mythical Era.

Even if it's unachievable, it might still lead to some changes that could alter the world.

Duncan has always been very concerned about what Crow Queen-Triss said, what's the Norse Pantheon looking for the Holy Grail for? And the Heroic Spirit Hall! And Heroic Spirit?!

The extrapolation of the Law of Cause and Effect turned his human form into a Heroic Spirit.

If the Norse Pantheon doesn't want to perish in the future, it must have a legend, a tangible power that intervenes in reality, altering the world's operations.

They surely wouldn't want myths to disappear, so they most likely place their bets on the Heroic Spirits.

Duncan does not believe in the Norse Pantheon, yet his human form has turned into a Heroic Spirit.

What about others?

Those legendary heroes, the half-people and half-gods, apostles known as saints, will they also turn into Heroic Spirits?

Heroic Spirits don't seem like legends; they appear to have merged into the Root Law of this world.

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