"Mjolnir, you mean the hammer, of course I can lift it," the horse-faced thunder god said.
"How did you lift it up?" Odin asked with interest.
Horse-Faced Thunder God: "With your hands."
"..."
Odin was silent for a while, and then said: "Hela, hand Mjolnir to him."
Hela handed the Meow Meow Hammer to Horse-Faced Thunder God, who caught it easily, just like catching an ordinary hammer, and swung it twice.
"I set a spell on Mjolnir. Except for those I allow, others must have noble integrity and almost perfect character to lift Mjolnir." Odin said with a smile, "I thought this was the case.
People like him are very rare, I didn’t expect to meet him so early.”
Odin himself is not a person of noble character, and I don't know what his mentality is that actually set such a spell on Meow Hammer.
Luo Wei was very curious about this, but he didn't know and didn't dare to ask.
Perhaps deep in Odin's heart, there are some secondary emotions buried
"There is no doubt, Bill, you are a noble warrior." Odin looked at the horse-faced thunder god and said with appreciation.
The Horse-Faced God of Thunder was a little embarrassed when Odin praised him so straightforwardly. He showed a bit of shyness and scratched his head. However, his horse-faced face made this expression look a bit cruel and unbearable to look at.
"You can lift Mjolnir, which means you are worthy of it. But it is my daughter's weapon, so of course I can't give it to you." Odin continued, "Well, I will make a new warhammer for you.
As a reward for your noble character."
"Thank you, Your Majesty." said the horse-faced thunder god.
Odin pointed his finger casually, and Mjolnir flew back to Hela's hands. At the same time, he said: "Bill is a friend of Asgard and a respectable warrior. If such a warrior can be born, the Corbins must be too."
A respectable race."
"Asgard has an obligation to bring justice to the Corbyns, and I will ask Surtur to compensate the Corbyns."
The horse-faced thunder god immediately said: "Surtur is a demon with no sense of morality. He will definitely not be willing to compensate us!"
Odin smiled: "If he doesn't want to, I'll make him want to. In fact, most of the time, compensation has nothing to do with the will of the person making the compensation."
He then looked at Hela: "Daughter, it's up to you to handle Muspelheim. If Surtur is not willing to compensate the Corbins, give him some color."
Hela hesitated: "Surtur's strength..."
"Haha, don't worry, Surtur doesn't dare to take action himself, unless he desperately wants to compete with me." Odin smiled.
"Yes, father." Hela responded.
The horse-faced thunder god said at this time: "I and the other warriors of Corbin are very willing to contribute our efforts in the crusade against the fire demon of Muspelheim."
Odin: "You come with me to Nidave first."
"Nidawi" the horse-faced thunder god was stunned.
"This is the place where the war hammer is forged. Of course, before we can forge the war hammer, we need to collect enough Uru ore. Dwarves don't like to provide materials." Odin looked at Rowe again, "Lo Wei, you can come too."
Luo Wei was startled and then responded: "Yes, Your Majesty."
He had been curious about everything about dwarves and Uru metal for a long time, so he had this opportunity and just went over to take a look.
The next day.
Odin took Rowe, the Horse-faced Thundergod and a team of heroic warriors through the Rainbow Bridge to Nidave, the home of the dwarves, one of the nine realms.
The main body of Nidawi is a special neutron star. For the dwarves, this neutron star is not only a furnace for forging magical weapons, but also a source of light and heat for their daily lives.
A large amount of powerful metals built a steel city around the neutron star, and the dwarves lived in this steel city.
Along with the light beam of the Rainbow Bridge, Odin and his party appeared at a steel dock in Nidawi.
"Your Majesty Odin." The dwarf guards stationed here immediately saluted and greeted them. They knelt on the ground, still taller than Odin and others.
"Yeah." Odin nodded.
Luo Wei looked around at this time, sizing up the scene in Nidawi.
Steel, firelight, and knocking sounds, these three elements fill the senses.
Dwarves are natural blacksmiths. They regard forging as a belief and a lifelong career. They accompany the furnace and anvil every day, always knocking, and there are inevitably splashing sparks around them.
The magnificent city of steel is like a giant blacksmith shop.
Odin took the lead, and under the leadership of the guards, the group came to the steel palace of the Dwarf King.
"Sindri, long time no see, hahaha!" Odin said with a smile after coming in.
The dwarf king Sindri came towards me. Even though he had a rough and thick beard, you could still see the familiar smile on his face: "Your Majesty Odin."
Odin patted his leg like a pat on the shoulder, and then introduced him: "He is Rowe, Rowe Garrison, the warrior of Asgard."
"Oh, I know this name. He defeated Laufey's son Byrest." Sindri said, then looked at Rowe, "I heard that you are not yet a hundred years old."
"Yes." Luo Wei nodded.
"What an amazing kid," Hindri said.
Dwarves also have a very long lifespan. For the Dwarf King, being less than a hundred years old can indeed be called a child.
Not to mention the dwarf king, elders of Odin's age, even Hela, once called Rowe "child".
"This is..." The dwarf king looked at the horse-faced thunder god, surprised by his strange appearance.
"Bill, he is the guardian of the Corbins, a noble warrior." Odin said, "Do you remember the spell I set on Mjolnir?"
"Of course, Mjolnir is my masterpiece." the dwarf king said, his thick beard rising slightly with a smile.
"Bill can lift Mjolnir," said Odin.
The dwarf king was very surprised: "Really?"
Odin: "I couldn't believe it at first, but he really did it, it was amazing. So I decided to give him a warhammer."
The dwarf king nodded: "Old rules. You collect enough Uru ore yourself, and for the Uru you refine, we charge one-tenth of the best quality as the forging fee."
"I know. But this rule is really bad. Can't you change it?" Odin said with some displeasure.
"No, this is Nidawi's ancient tradition, we must abide by it." The dwarf king said without hesitation, not intending to give Odin any face.
"Okay, okay." Odin had no choice but to agree.
"Aitri." The dwarf king called a young dwarf who looked quite similar to him and had a beard.
"Father." Ai Cui came over.
The dwarf king said: "You accompany them to collect Uru ore."
