Chapter 41: Outer Realm Celestial Demons! The Incarnation Outside the Body

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Dawn broke, and the mist began to clear.
When Duncan awoke, he felt as if every bone in his body was about to shatter. He turned over and stretched, only to realize it was just an illusion.
What was truly exhausted was his spirit, soul, and essence; his body remained full of vigor, even capable of rising early for some training.
“The taste of a Valkyrie...”
“Not bad at all!”
Duncan got up as a servant entered to help him dress and wash. Once fully alert, he rode around the town on horseback, gradually regaining some of his vitality.
Last night had been a desperate fight—he had never fought so fiercely before!
He slashed wildly, carving a bloody path through Valhalla.
Duncan even remembered that Odin, the chief god of the Norse pantheon, had transformed from the “Norse Allfather” into the “King of the Wild Hunt.”
In the end, Duncan lost count of how many he’d slain. He eventually met a legendary Wild Hunt hunter, and their duel ended in a mutually assured destruction that was barely acceptable.
Duncan suspected that opponent was a figure from the mythic age—a demigod akin to Beowulf, bearing divine blood.
This was the first time Duncan had faced a three-star golden unit head-on. The hunter’s strength rivaled that of a legendary giant. Even with his own frenzy raging and full stacks of the “Unyielding Drinker” buff, Duncan could only manage a draw.
At least he didn’t lose!
When it came down to life for life, he could still slay a three-star golden legendary hero!
Damn it, who’s afraid of whom!
He recklessly took the negative status of “recklessness” as a positive buff, and even when the gods themselves descended, he kept fighting!
“The Unyielding Drinker really is treacherous. I don’t remember much after that.”
Duncan rubbed his head. Last night felt like a fevered dream—blood boiling, madness uncontrolled. He’d warned himself that frenzy was dangerous; once recklessness kicked in, it was like a thirst for slaughter.
Dimensional space.
From a god’s-eye view, Duncan finally regained clarity and recalled much of what had happened. Asgard must exist in a dimension far removed from the mortal world.
—Duncan [Odin’s Favor] [Thor’s Favor] [Freya’s Favor] [Blessing of Avalon] [Diana’s Grace] [Valkyrie’s Kiss]! …
No.
Why did he acquire so many marks overnight?
Duncan was puzzled.
Had he gone overboard with the killing last night?
Concentrating, he examined the marks. The first few, like “Favor,” simply meant being watched over. The “Blessing of Avalon” appeared at some unknown point, and “Diana’s Grace” was absent before yesterday but suddenly present now.
—"Valkyrie’s Kiss [Special Ability]: The Valkyries favor only the bravest and strongest warriors. Through a battle that set all of Valhalla ablaze, you earned their favor. They rejoice at your presence and grant you their blessing of victory."
He barely remembered this.
Mead is dangerous! He’d overindulged on the Unyielding Drinker! Too many buffs piled up!
He might have even fought with the Valkyries?!
Duncan rubbed his forehead and noticed his legend rating had changed to “3/7,” a slight increase due to his deeds in Asgard’s Valhalla.
(Hengis and Horsa, the two brothers, had earned their six-point legend rating through a lifetime of battles and nation-building.)
More details came back to him.
He recalled the Norse pantheon’s twelve seats, though not all gods were present; most divine forms were vague, except for three clear manifestations: Odin, Thor, and Freya.
—Odin [Norse Allfather] [King of the Wild Hunt] [Aesir] (Neutral)
—Thor [God of Thunder] [God of War] [God of Strength] [Aesir] (Neutral)
—Freya [Goddess of Love and Beauty] [Magic] [War] [Vanir] (Neutral)
Last night, these three gods were the most distinct, likely because they received more offerings. Besides Odin and Thor, Freya showed the most interest in Duncan, even watching him for a while before departing.
“No?”
“Didn’t they give me anything?”
“At least Avalon in the mist gave me the Norden bow, right? The Norse pantheon is so vast, yet they won’t even spare me a decent piece of equipment?”
What about my artifact?
My huge artifact?
Duncan’s expression was somewhat helpless—he’d put his heart and soul into the performance last night.
But then again, if they truly gave him anything, he probably would’ve just used it to slaughter the Germanic barbarians even more mercilessly.
Everything yesterday felt like he had established diplomatic relations with the Norse gods.
Odin invited him to tour Valhalla, implying, “See, this place is perfect for a warrior like you—feasting and reveling every day, slashing foes in celebration. Isn’t it appealing? Want to join the Norse pantheon’s ranks?”
That was the plan, but Duncan’s bloody gladiatorial frenzy unexpectedly ignited the entire battlefield, even causing Odin’s form to shift to the “King of the Wild Hunt.”

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Duncan was an archer, yet yesterday he hadn’t even touched a warbow; he had simply hacked down countless spirits.
He had earned some legend points directly in Valhalla!
“Combat skills have not improved.”
“Looks like Valhalla truly operates under laws entirely different from the mortal world.”
Duncan checked his abilities.
All normal.
After all, whether he died or his enemies did, they all resurrected.
At most, he gained some proficiency.
He flipped through the dimensional space’s projection pages and found many changes, including the activation of the “Norse Pantheon” sacred domains.
Odin’s Viking Domain: permanently boosts morale (fearless in death).
Thor’s Power Domain: enhances combat training with additional effects (Great Frenzy).
Freya’s War Domain: grants extra skill blessings and allows priests to train “Germanic Screaming Shieldmaidens.”
Only three gods had sacred domains.
“Seems the Norse pantheon isn’t as mighty as the peak Roman-Greek pantheon.”
Duncan propped his chin and continued scrolling.
What he found surprised him—a fresh appreciation for the power of dimensional space!
—“Detection: Divine Realm—Asgard!”
—“Detection: Cross-Dimensional Existence—Norse Gods!”
—“Parsing divine laws.”
—“Dimensional space replicates the root laws of divine avatars! …”
—“Causal law derivation and evolution.”
Within the causal law derivation page, Duncan saw a new tag: “Divine Avatar.” Concentrating, a line of information quickly appeared.
“Divine Avatar (Transcendent Divine Power): Without severing the connection to the mortal vessel, replicates the soul to form a temporary personalized avatar. It acts as an external manifestation of the god walking the mortal realm, capable of executing pre-set plans and maintaining partial cognitive patterns.
When the divine avatar takes control of the mortal vessel, the vessel cannot further enhance itself through extraordinary means, but the original can reload the mortal vessel at any time and review the avatar’s action logs.”
[Current soul strength: ‘Essence Soul.’ Can create one standard divine avatar to control the mortal vessel.]
(Divine avatars rely on soul strength to create more avatars. As the soul evolves, the avatars’ actions approach the original’s capabilities.)
What was this?
Soul hosting?!
Duncan’s expression showed shock—an external avatar? Was his ascended self really this powerful?
—“Plan 1—Proselytizing: Assign a specific faith faction. During the avatar’s operation, it will focus on this task. The avatar’s abilities are limited by its own capacity, unable to perform supernormal feats.”
—“Plan 2—Military Training: Assign this as the avatar’s primary task. It will focus on training soldiers, replenishing equipment, and gathering military funds.”
—“Plan 3—Agriculture: Assign this as the avatar’s primary task. It will develop territories, boost production, and enrich the treasury.”
Below were many other avatar plans, customizable to one’s desires.
“Though some plans seem unusable.”
“Perhaps because my own abilities are insufficient or I’m not adept in those areas?”
Duncan pondered.
For example, the “Commerce” plan required professional talent cooperation; the mortal vessel itself was not skilled in business.
“This is essentially a secondary account hosting!”
“Using one’s soul to condense a replicated personality consciousness to handle many tasks on one’s behalf.”
He gave it a try.
Soon, the projected mortal vessel began issuing commands, gathering troops on the training grounds, conducting staggered training with completely different content. The vessel’s ability in military training was top-tier.
This was because many of his combat skills were active under the divine avatar hosting state, providing extra buffs.
—“Master Archer: greatly enhances archer training efficiency.”
—“Weapon Mastery (Spear, Axe, Sword): significantly boosts training efficiency for corresponding troops and imparts basic combat techniques.”
—“Horsemanship Proficiency: markedly improves soldiers’ riding skills during training.”
Damn!
This was incredible.
The greatest reward for entering the Norse pantheon’s domain was this!
Dimensional space had replicated the Norse gods’ divine avatar abilities.

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“This is even crazier than Wind Spirit and Moon Shadow! ... But I like it!”
Duncan felt as if he had obtained a new toy, contemplating how to wield this avatar power.
The scope of its operation was vast.
The Norse gods had no mortal vessels in the real world; their divine avatars probably only operated in Asgard. But Duncan, using a mortal vessel to carry the avatar, had endless possibilities.
Now, he might be an extraplanar demon, but he was a singular entity among extraplanar demons.
While Duncan was examining the logs, he discovered an unexpected surprise—information captured beyond the first mortal vessel.
“Detected compatible mortal vessel.”
“Causal law calculation!”
“Target: Alien life form! …”
A string of characters appeared.
—“Human life form (100% soul compatibility).”
—“Humanoid life form (50%–90% soul compatibility).”
—“Alien life form (20%–50% soul compatibility).”
Hmm?
A new mortal vessel discovered?
Humans have perfect compatibility? Humanoids much less? Alien life forms very low?
Had it captured some strange entity?
“Attempt capture?”
Duncan considered it carefully. He only had one mortal vessel so far. If this one wasn’t suitable, he could always retire and surrender it to causal law.
Dimensional space shifted.
In an instant!
The vast feather-like nebula began to turn, countless streaks of light piercing the void like time flowing through dimensional space, directly locking onto a subtle presence.
“Target captured!”
“Detecting reality laws!”
“Locking onto second mortal vessel, causal law calculates soul compatibility—45%! …”
“Target: Alien life form—Dragon egg (Ice Dragon)!”
“Marking reality plane [Lost Horizon: Ice Age]!”
“Please grant true name to the dragon.”
Duncan thought and named it “Augustus.”
The next moment, the projection interface split into two. The first mortal vessel was training soldiers, while the second displayed a dark ice cavern. After adjusting the view, a progress bar appeared.
—“Loading (possession) complete!”
—“Dragon egg (Ice Dragon) (Augustus) [Remaining incubation: 21 days, 6 hours].”
—“Soul compatibility: 45%.”
(After consciousness loads into the second mortal vessel, it may suffer significant dissonance due to soul compatibility.)
Damn.
This was truly an extraplanar demon.
Duncan gazed excitedly at the dragon egg, curious what his second mortal vessel would be like.
Hurry up and hatch.
I’ve never tried being a giant dragon before!
………………
(PS: Valhalla is not a one-time visit; there will be more chances later.)
The second mortal vessel will be idle.
Because the dragon’s growth cycle is too slow—about a hundred years to adulthood—this is the first alien mortal vessel.
This explains part of the book’s conceptual framework.
The second is essentially a sidekick.
The third mortal vessel will represent the new worldview in volume two.