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, creating a hurricane on the viewing platform of the Golden Palace. The Father of the Gods, who was still watching the performance with great interest, immediately rolled down from his chair. In the blink of an eye, Mjolnir produced a stone made of extremely hard precious stone mined from the original realm of Muspelheim. The throne was smashed to pieces. In an instant, a loud noise like the collapse of the mountains spread around like real substance. The towering golden city wall knocked the sound waves back again, knocking all the guests present to the ground. Some guests with poor health even collapsed due to the impact of the sound waves. Started to vomit.
Thor pulled Mjolnir out of the pile of rubble that was being melted by the heat of the electric current on the hammer's surface, and then hurled it again at the All-Father as he tried to escape. Electricity as thick as an arm extended outward from Mjolnir's surface, and the stone tile floor was burned with dancing scorch marks. The observation deck that originally still had the afterglow suddenly became dim, because the dazzling thunderous light erupted by Mjolnir crushed all entities that tried to compete with it. Even the light cast by the star could not compete with it. contend.
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 sea giants was spilled by Thor from the cauldron in the kingdom of giants, smoking mead flowed on the ground, and flames began to consume the carpet. Fresh salmon and beef bones were devoured by the spreading fire. Kvasir, the wisest among the gods, with the mead of poetry flowing in his veins, cut his own veins because he did not want to see such horror again after being reborn. scene.
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 was the bloody king on the battlefield or the solemn and wise elder on the throne of the Golden Palace, no one had ever seen the father of the gods so panicked. At this moment, even the stupidest guy could see the truth.
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, 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, and fathers would chant this ominous name in a low voice 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 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 pray to the Father of the Gods, Thor and Frey, Carve apotropaic symbols within reach to ward off 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 remove his mischievous smile, Mjolnir hit him hard in the face. A figure flew out uncontrollably from the towering observation deck of the Golden Palace, followed by another figure flashing with electric light, and then caught up with the previous figure and caught it. The evil spirit screamed in pain because his cheeks were bruised, his eyes were bloodshot, and a large hand was clutching his neck. "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, what have you done! You killed Kill him!"
A shrill, desperate laugh accompanied by the roar of something heavy hitting the ground.
Loki was lying on the granite square where a big crater had been made, looking weakly 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 clans, from Bulli and Baur to Odin, from Frey and Frigga to the glorious Valkyrie wearing the coat of an eagle, but there was no statue of him. Even though his whole body was in pain and Thor was still glaring at him angrily, Loki still didn't intend to give up the opportunity to smile, as if Mjolnir hitting him in the face would leave a joke on the ground. The shame of having his ruse discovered did not change his mood, shame was not Loki's way of life, and he laughed as loudly as he could, mocking everyone.
"What are you laughing at, you cunning and despicable villain!" Saul grabbed him by the collar and grabbed him out of the pit. He placed the flashing Mjolnir on Loki's forehead, and the heat released from the surface of the hammer made the latter squint his eyes. "Tell me all your tricks, and I can let you live for the sake of past kindness!" Thor struggled to suppress his anger and let out a low growl, "You are always very smart, Loki. You always come up with useful inventions. You always cheer up a dull palace, but this time you went 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 laughing, seemingly 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 Æsir!”
"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 was unable to get up against the power of the spell. Thor squatted down and roughly pressed Loki's forehead, shaking the sharp skinning knife twice in front of Loki's eyes - this knife was quite sharp. Every Asgardian warrior will have a skinning knife, which is specially used to process the prey he obtains, either skinning or cutting facial organs - Thor's knife was not long ago used to process the ancient forest that symbolizes sunlight. Gullinbursti.
"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 see the end, brother, we are all going 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 Fimbul Winter leaves me with no choice."
"Who are we waiting for, my lord?" Hammurabi tugged at the gray cloak covering himself. The emperor and Amun also wore heavy cloaks. These cloaks were garments made from cloth woven by the emperor using spells. Amon and Hammurabi saw the emperor pull gray smoky threads from the air and begin weaving, creating this powerful prop in the blink of an eye. . Phi
After putting on the cloak, unless they could observe them at close range, few people would notice the tall figures of these three people, but subconsciously they would actively avoid them to avoid blocking the way of the emperor and the imperial guards. Although they did not possess the relevant talents, the etymology training of the Imperial Guards allowed them to recognize that the spells used by the emperor contained words such as "blocking the sun" and "dark clouds".
"Is the target so important that we need to disguise it?"
"It's very important, Hammurabi." The emperor took a few more steps and entered an alley between the residential area and the commercial area. There are many taverns here, in which there are bards who are drunk all day long, ungrateful bards, mercenaries who come 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 person the emperor wanted to see was already waiting in the tavern. Even the simplest civilian tavern will have a space for guests to communicate privately. For people who need this kind of service, some monetary expenditure is not that important. Privacy and security here are what they need. Armed with garrison spears, Amun and Hammurabi cleared a path of bruises, blood, and broken bones with punches and kicks until the emperor entered the room (and denied them entry first) Request for room search), then stood at the door to perform security work, and at the same time exposed the black hole of the gun, giving those alien mercenaries, Asgardian ghosts, and drunkards who tried to cause trouble a chance to sober up.
"My Lord." Lorelai lowered her head and kissed the iron-gray tail ring on the emperor's finger.
"I have completed most of the tasks you assigned, and you can get what you want at Ragnarok." She said to the cloaked man. The task the emperor gave her was very difficult, but she did not ask for a reward because she was not qualified to make conditions in her relationship with the emperor. Everything the emperor gave her 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 complete the mission so smoothly."
"Give me the list, and I will give them the rewards they deserve." The eyes behind the hood stared at Lorelai. The latter seemed to be aware of the gaze and deliberately raised his head in front of him, revealing his long, white, swan-like neck. But the emperor's cold voice brought her back to consciousness, like ice being stuffed into her veins. Lorelai almost jumped up on the spot. "Tell me about Hliskjálf in the Silver Hall. Tell me what you know."
Hillidskylaf, the High Throne in the Golden Palace and the Silver Hall. There are many halls in the Domus, but the most important hall is undoubtedly Valaskjálf (which means the rack of the slain). This was a great house built and roofed of pure silver, upon which sat Hliskjálf, and whenever the Father of the Gods sat on that high throne he could look down upon the whole universe and examine every A person and everything that happens. The principles were quite complex, but the emperor believed that his inferences were based on correct logic and arcane knowledge, and the data pad handed over by Lorelei confirmed all his conjectures. The knowledge he gained from flipping through tens of thousands of dusty books in the Kamal Taj Library has been verified. With this data support, 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 always alive, and the weapons I made with money and women cannot break through those defenses."
After saying that, she deliberately showed a fearful expression, and carefully rubbed herself 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 felt by her consciousness was far more torturous than the time she felt physically. What's more, Asgard was not a place that welcomed her. She had many enemies here.
Among them was Sif. Therefore, she may face arrest by the army and Heimdall at any time during her mission, and she hopes that her adventure will be duly rewarded. She doesn't care what the reward is, even if she returns to the dungeon of the Eternal City, she has 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 understand." The emperor responded calmly and continued to look at the information on the data pad. Although the information Lorelai obtained was incomplete, he still found the parameters he needed from some test data, such as the impact on the real plane after opening the Rainbow Bridge and spectral analysis data. It's just that when Asgard uses certain scientific terms, he always uses older and poetic expressions, so the words often fail to 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."
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