Chapter 1395 The Work of the Charming Witch (2-in-1)
Mjolnir was swung with unparalleled force. When it hit, the air at the front of the hammer was ionized and compressed, blowing a hurricane on the viewing platform of the Golden Palace. The gods were still watching the performance with great interest.
My father immediately rolled down from the chair. In the blink of an eye, Mjolnir smashed the throne made of extremely hard precious stone mined from the original realm of Muspelheim to pieces. In an instant, the mountains collapsed.
The loud noise spread around like a substance, and the towering golden city wall knocked the sound waves back, knocking all the guests present to the ground. Some guests in poor health even started to vomit due to the impact of the sound waves.
Thor pulled Mjolnir out of the pile of rubble that was being melted by the high temperature of the electric current on the surface of the warhammer, and then threw it again at the Father of the Gods who was trying to escape. An arm-thick electric current flowed from the surface of Mjolnir.
Extending outward, the stone brick floor was burned with dancing scorch marks. The observation deck that originally still had the afterglow suddenly became dim, because the dazzling light of thunder erupted from Mjolnir crushed everything.
Even the light cast by stars cannot compete with the existence that tries to compete with it.
Everyone present was shocked by this brutal scene. The autumn feast initiated by Egil was violently terminated, and there was no way to recover. The beer brewed by the ocean giant was once poured out by Thor from the cauldron in the kingdom of giants.
Smoking mead flowed on the ground, and the flames began to engulf the carpet. Fresh salmon and beef bones were devoured by the spreading fire, and Kvasir, the wisest of the gods, with the mead of poetry flowing in his veins, cut open
His own blood vessels, because he didn't want to see such a horrific scene again after being reborn.
No matter whether it is the nobles of the Warner Protoss or the Asa Protoss, they have never seen the father of the gods in such a panic. Whether it is the bloody king on the battlefield or the solemn and wise elder on the throne of the Golden Palace, no one has ever seen him.
The father of the gods was so panicked that even the stupidest guy could see the truth at this moment.
If this man was really the father of the gods, then Thor would never dare to do this.
Even if Thor did this, the All-Father would still be able to control Mjolnir.
Except for some idiots who took this situation as a dispute between father and son over the throne, and the Vanir noble whose arm was smashed by Mjolnir, even the stupidity of indulging in serving the beautiful girls of the Asir and Vanir before Thor arrived
Noble, you can also think of a name that represents evil.
An evil spirit, a terrifying evil spirit.
Mothers would use this name on the bedside to intimidate children who refused to sleep obediently. Fathers would lower their voices and recite this ominous name in front of the fireplace, fearing that the flames would send what they said to the ears of the evil spirit and bring harm to the family.
Disaster. Even brave and strong soldiers will spit on the ground after saying this name to show that they will never allow any cunning and cowardly behavior to tarnish their honor, and then immediately go to the fathers of the gods, Thor and Frey.
Pray and carve apotropaic symbols within reach to expel evil spirits, ears, eyes and curses.
The name is Loki.
"Dear Sol..."
Before the evil spirit who had become the father of the gods could fade away from the mischievous smile on his face, Mjolnir hit him hard in the face. A figure emerged from the towering observation deck of the Golden Palace uncontrollably.
Flying out, another figure with flashing electric light followed closely, and then caught up with the previous figure and caught it. The evil spirit screamed in pain because his cheeks were bruised and his eyes were bloodshot, and he was also hit by a big hand.
He clutched his neck tightly. "Where is he!" Even the Asgardians outside the city wall could hear Thor's roar. The voice was full of anger and sorrow, "You despicable beast, you
What have you done! You killed him!"
The sharp, desperate laughter was accompanied by the roar of heavy objects hitting the ground.
Loki was lying on the square of granite slabs that had been smashed into a large crater, looking feebly at the sky and laughing. From the corner of his eye, he caught a glimpse of the huge golden statues erected on both sides of the square. They were important figures from the Asa and Vanir tribes.
, from Bree, Bol to Odin, from Frey, Frigga to the glorious Valkyrie wearing the coat of an eagle, but there is no statue of him. Even though his whole body was in pain, Thor on the side was still staring angrily.
Himself, Loki still did not intend to give up the opportunity to smile, just as Mjolnir would leave a joke on the ground if he hit him in the face. The shame of having his trick discovered would not change his mood. Shame was not Loki's.
Ki's lifestyle, he laughed as loud as he could and laughed at everyone.
"What are you laughing at, you cunning and despicable villain!" Thor grabbed him by the collar and snatched him out of the pit. He placed the flashing Mjolnir on Loki's forehead.
, the heat released from the surface of the war hammer made the latter couldn't help but squint his eyes. "Tell me all your tricks, and I will let you live out of past kindness!" Thor tried hard to suppress his anger and let out a low roar.
, "You are always smart, Loki. You can always invent useful things, and you can always make the dull palace cheerful, but this time you have gone too far."
"The reason why I survived is because I am still useful." Loki stared into Thor's eyes. The furious roar almost burst through Loki's eardrums, but he was still smiling, as if he was excited that his trick had succeeded.
"Just like now, Odin will not kill me because I am still useful. You will not kill me because I am still useful! If I die, Asgard will become my funeral pyre.
, I curse you, I curse Odin, I curse all the Aesir!"
"Not this time, Loki."
Thor gasped and pulled out a skinning knife from his waist.
He threw Loki to the ground, and then placed Mjolnir on Loki's chest. No matter how hard Loki struggled, it was to no avail. The latter could not get up against the power of the spell. Thor squatted down and roughly held Loki down.
On his forehead, he waved the sharp skinning knife in front of Loki's eyes twice - this knife is quite sharp. Every Asgardian warrior will have a skinning knife, which is specially used to process the prey he has obtained, or to skin it.
Or severing facial organs - Thor's knife had not long ago been used to dispose of Gullinbursti, the symbol of sunlight.
"I will not be as soft-hearted this time as before. Just like the poisonous snake's venom dripping on your face, I will also inflict pain on you." He said, "I have seen the end, brother, we will all go to Hades.
Everyone.”
Loki realized what he was about to do and began to scream in fear.
He wanted to say something, but Thor didn't listen at all, and even covered Loki's mouth.
The roar from the Golden Palace made the emperor stop, and the two guards also stopped.
"Did you hear it?" asked the emperor, "that scream full of spite."
"I heard nothing," Amon said. "All the radars in the power armor failed to detect high-frequency human voices, my lord."
"I have not given you the gift of the sixth sense, but this does not mean that you will become blind." The emperor shook his head, "Heimdall asking us for help is an extremely bad thing in itself. A palace coup is taking place.
.That is related to our next actions. Ragnarok is approaching, and the influence of the Finbul Winter leaves me with no choice."
"Who are we waiting for, my lord?" Hammurabi pulled the gray cloak covering himself. The emperor and Amon also wore heavy cloaks. These cloaks were clothes made of cloth woven by the emperor with spells.
, Amun and Hammurabi saw the emperor pull out gray smoke-like threads from the air and begin to weave them, creating this powerful prop in the blink of an eye.
After putting on the cloak, unless they can observe it at close range, few people will notice the tall size of these three people, but subconsciously they will actively avoid them to avoid blocking the way of the emperor and the imperial guards. Although they do not have the relevant talents,
However, the etymology training of the Imperial Guards allowed them to recognize that the spell used by the emperor contained words such as "blocking the sun" and "dark clouds".
"Is the target important enough for us to disguise it?"
"It's very important, Hammurabi." The emperor walked a few more steps and walked into an alley between the residential area and the commercial area. There were many taverns here, and there were drunken and unfashionable bards in them.
Poets, mercenaries who came here from the Asgard colony to make a living, and other characters from all walks of life.
Amon pushed open the door of one of the taverns and let the emperor walk in. The people the emperor wanted to see were already waiting in the tavern. Even the simplest civilian tavern would have a space for guests to communicate privately.
For people who need this kind of service, some monetary expenditures are not that important. Privacy and security here are what they need. Amon and Hammurabi hold a garrison spear together
Under the circumstances, punches and kicks cleared a path full of bruises, blood and broken bones, until the emperor entered the room (and refused their request to enter the room to search first), then stood at the door to perform security work,
At the same time, the black hole of the muzzle is revealed, giving those alien mercenaries, Asgardian ghosts, and drunkards who are trying to cause trouble a chance to sober up.
"My lord." Lorelei lowered her head and kissed the iron-gray tail ring on the emperor's finger.
"I have completed most of the tasks you assigned. You can get what you want at Ragnarok." She said to the man in the cloak. The tasks given to her by the emperor were very difficult, but she did not end up with them.
I came here to ask for rewards because she was not qualified to make conditions in her relationship with the emperor. Everything the emperor gave was a reward, whether it was pain or pleasure. "But without the help of the Kamal Taj Embassy, I would not have been able to make any conditions."
It is impossible to complete the task so smoothly."
"Give me the list, and I will give them the rewards they deserve." The eyes behind the hood were fixed on Lorelei. The latter seemed to be aware of his gaze, and deliberately raised her head in front of him, revealing her slender, fair skin, like a swan.
Neck. But the emperor's cold voice brought her back to consciousness. Like ice being stuffed into her veins, Lorelai almost jumped up. "Tell me about Hliskjálf in the Silver Hall.
, tell me what you know."
Scjálf, the High Throne in the Silver Hall of the Golden Palace. There are many halls in the Golden Palace, but the most important hall is undoubtedly Varasjálf (skjálf means the frame of the slain). This is a palace made of pure
The great house built and roofed with silver, upon which Hliskjálf was situated, whenever the Father of the Gods sat on that high throne, he could look down upon the whole universe and examine every person and every happening.
Everything. The principles are quite complex, but the emperor believes that his inferences are based on correct logic and arcane knowledge. The data pad handed over by Lorelai confirms all his conjectures. He learned from Kama Taj
The knowledge gained from reading tens of thousands of dusty books in the library has been verified. With the support of these data, he can further carry out his plan.
"But...my lord." Lorelai took a deep breath and expressed her concerns, "The technology to create Hliskjálf is still hidden in the library of Asgard. Although in recent years
The father of the gods is extremely stupid, but some people who keep secrets are still alive. The weapons I made with money and women cannot break through those defense lines."
After saying that, she deliberately showed a fearful expression, and carefully moved next to the emperor's cloak, and then closed her eyes in anticipation. It had been too long since she had seen the emperor, and the passage of time perceived by her consciousness was far more torturous than the time she felt physically.
, not to mention that Asgard is not a place that welcomes her, she has many enemies here.
Among them is Sif. Therefore, she may face the arrest of the army and Heimdall at any time when performing tasks. She hopes that her adventure can get the rewards she deserves. As for what the rewards are, she doesn't care, even if she returns
Even in the dungeons of the Eternal City, she had no complaints.
Sometimes she wonders if she has been cursed, but the witches of Nornheim and the witches of Vanaheim who are good at spells are sure that her soul is very healthy.
"I know." The emperor responded calmly and continued to look at the information on the data board. Although the information obtained by Lorelei was incomplete, he still found the parameters he needed from some test data, such as turning on the rainbow.
The impact of the bridge on the real plane and the spectral analysis data. However, when Asgard uses certain scientific terms, he always uses older and poetic expressions, so the words often do not convey the meaning and can easily cause misunderstandings.
"I allow you to return to Earth with me, and you will continue to work by my side." He said to Lorelai what she wanted to hear most, and joy jumped out of her body like a snake, until now.
Only then did she realize that she had actually been holding her breath, "At Ragnarok, you will set foot on Asgard with me."