Chapter 1333 Odin Reappears
The continuous stone steps extend from the ground, like a long ladder to the sky, soaring into the clouds.
At the end of the stone steps, at the peak of Asgard, a majestic and magnificent temple stands majestically. Standing in front of this temple and looking down, you can have a panoramic view of the entire kingdom of God.
Only the god kings of all ages can live in this temple, and its previous owner was Odin.
Sol stood in front of the temple gate, staring at the chaotic battlefield at the foot of the mountain. His golden curly hair fluttered with the breeze among the clouds, and his cloak was like a bright red of the holy hall, which was extremely dazzling.
"Sol...can they hold it?"
From behind, Sif gently hugged Saul's waist, and asked with some concern.
"Yes." Thor said firmly, "Even if the successive troubles caused heavy losses to the gods, Asgard is the world's top kingdom of God after all, and it is not so easy to collapse... Now that I have inherited the position of God King, everyone With one heart, they will be buried under my Nordic gods sooner or later."
Sol raised his fingertips, and hazy phantom lights condensed out of nothingness, like a vast ocean, floating beside him.
A prism-clear crystal floated up from the vast ocean, and under the guidance of Sol, it gradually flew towards the top of the temple.
Now that he has inherited the throne of the God King, the origin of Asgard's kingdom of God should naturally return to the God King Hall with him. As the prism crystal is slowly inserted into the depression at the top of the temple, the magnificent phantom light will be released along with it. The gray-blue lines gradually lit up, covering the entire temple in an instant.
In the magnificent and spacious temple, the original light of the prism blooms, and the lines flowing with phantom light are like the blood of the temple, beating again and again according to the flickering frequency of the original.
After returning the source to its original position, a small purple crystal floated up from Sol's palm and flew straight to the source of the kingdom of God.
This is "Eden's Soul" brought by Brakey.
"Nursed by the source of the kingdom of God, can Eden really be resurrected?" Sif couldn't help asking.
"I don't know, but since Braki said so, we just need to follow suit." Thor shook his head, "Anyway, it won't cause any loss to Asgard."
After the amethyst merged into the original fantasy sea, Thor turned around and looked down at the battlefield, dark purple thunder flashed in the depths of his eyes.
"Sif, you stay here...I'll go down and help them."
"Um."
He stretched out his hand and made a volley, and a small silver hammer flew into his hand. Just as he was about to lean down and rush down the mountain,
A sigh came from behind the two of them.
"Ugh--"
The moment they heard the voice, Sol and Sif were stunned at the same time, and their eyes shrank slightly!
Tilvera and the others have already followed the other gods to intercept foreign enemies, and there should be only the two of them in this palace of the god king!
This sigh...where did it come from?
Sol clenched the handle of the silver hammer in an instant, and dense thunder burst out. He suddenly turned his head and looked behind him, and was about to drop the hammer. The moment he saw the figure clearly, he froze in place.
On the wreckage of the white throne that had already collapsed, a familiar figure in a broken robe stood there at some point, with scarlet bugs wriggling wildly in his eye sockets, staring at His Highness Sol II complicatedly. people.
"Father?!"
Thor blurted out in shock.
Standing in the hall of the god-king is none other than the previous generation of god-king of Asgard, that is, Thor's father... Odin.
Since Odin was chased and killed by the Daode Tianzun, he has never appeared in Asgard again. Many Norse gods speculate that he should be dead, or he has been hunted to other places and will not come back here... ...But Thor never expected that at this critical moment, Odin would come back!
Standing in front of the temple gate, Sol didn't know what kind of attitude he should use to face Odin.
That was his father, the last god-king of Asgard, the existence he admired the most... But also, he betrayed Asgard, created the mist disaster, and almost destroyed the whole of Northern Europe. Once the Cthulhu League.
"Sol..." Odin looked at Thor, seemingly disappointed, "I didn't expect you to control Asgard in the end... I thought it would be Loki standing here."
Hearing Odin's words, Sol was taken aback, his face a little ugly.
"Father, don't you believe me?" Sol frowned, and said seriously, "Asgard will only become stronger if I become the king of the gods! Loki's character is not suitable at all. Be king!"
Odin shook his head and spoke slowly:
"In terms of the God King, I believe you can definitely do better than Loki, even better than me.
Unfortunately, you got one thing wrong, Saul,
What I need is not a god-king who can lead Asgard to become stronger... but a hand that can control the Nordic gods for me. "
"...Father, I don't understand what you mean." Sol's brows became tighter and tighter.
Odin stared at Sol without speaking, and the palace of the god king fell into a dead silence.
A faint roar came from the bottom of the mountain,
After an unknown amount of time, Odin's deep voice sounded again:
"Sol, my dear child... are you willing to follow me and rebuild a real Asgard?"
...
Sword chant resounded on the clouds one after another, and in the sky, a figure broke through the clouds and fell like a meteor.
God of War Tyre's palm holding the sword trembled slightly, dense sword wounds spread all over his body, and he looked extremely embarrassed. He stared at the figure carrying the black box and followed Fei Luo closely, his eyes full of unwillingness and anger .
The sky was full of smoke and dust, and a low roar came from the earth. He rushed to the sky again, and flew towards the shocking sword without fear of death!
"This guy's life is really hard. He was still alive and kicking after being chopped seven or eight times by the senior sword master." Baili Pangpang sat on the somersault cloud, clutching his wound, and couldn't help complaining when he saw this scene.
Lin Qiye drove somersault cloud seriously, and said: "Among the Nordic gods, there are still many powerful main gods, and their strength should not be underestimated."
Just as Lin Qiye was speaking, a ray of light streaked across the sky and slammed down on the ground not far away.
The hazy smoke cleared, and a tall, long-haired goddess walked out slowly with a spear in her hand...
Seeing the face of the goddess, Lin Qiye was slightly taken aback,
"is her……?"
Cao Yuan, who had returned to normal, was adjusting his breath on the somersault cloud. He glanced in the direction of the goddess from the corner of his eye, and couldn't move his eyes away.
He opened his mouth slightly, and said in surprise, "Qiye, do you know her?"
"Yeah." Lin Qiye nodded, "The goddess of 'now'... Weierdandi."
