Chapter 259 I knew this guy was going to cause trouble!

Asgardians are all drunkards, this statement is very true. At the celebration banquet, Eric really experienced their madness for alcohol.

Whether it is Thor or other Asgardians, they all lost the majesty of "God" at the wine table, and they were no different from drunkards on Earth.

Perhaps, in the cognition of the Asgardians, the amount of alcohol and combat effectiveness are directly linked. In order to test Eric's combat effectiveness, they actually fought a round-robin battle.

At the beginning, they looked down on this "mortal" a little bit, but they spoke nicely to him just to save Thor's face, but when Eric drank more than a dozen Asgardians, their attitude obviously changed.

Eric accepted everyone who came. As long as there was wine within one meter of him, he would drink it! Anyway, the wine would be swallowed by the star-eating bees when it entered the stomach. These metal creatures don't have the concept of drunkenness.

At the beginning, it was just ordinary Asgardians who came up to persuade people to drink, and Thor helped to stop them a little. However, as more and more people fell down after drinking, Thor could no longer sit still, and ran directly to the side of the wine jars, arguing with Eric one jar after another.

Then, Thor fell down drunk. This shocked the Asgardians. Thor's alcohol tolerance was well known, but this guy didn't change his face even after knocking Thor down. Looking at his flat belly, the gods couldn't help but mutter to themselves, this guy, could he be the transformed Galactus?

Thor fell down drunk, and the three warriors of Asgard and Sif were naturally not spared, and soon fell to the ground, followed by other unrelated Asgardians...

Finally, in the Temple of the Gods, except for the waiters, only Eric and Loki were left standing.

"Good alcohol tolerance." Loki clapped his hands with a smile. His god of conspiracy had a lot of magical spells. No one could get him drunk. Asgardians all knew this, so almost no one drank with him.

Eric raised the wine glass to him, drank the sweet wine, and sighed beautifully, "Asgard is indeed the hometown of fine wine. I have a red friend who also likes to drink very much. He will definitely like Asgard."

"What do you think Asgard is? Can you come if you want?" Loki sneered and picked a grape from the table and threw it into his mouth.

Eric grinned and shook his head, "Don't let my red friend hear this. He has a bad temper, and he has a large group of subordinates with the same temper as him."

"Mortal, are you threatening a god?" Loki stood up angrily. His movements were too big, and he pushed down the wine table in front of him, scaring the waiter who was cleaning up.

"God?" Eric sneered, stretched out his right hand, and made a classic move of Thor summoning Meow Hammer.

Loki was startled, thinking that he was going to summon his own weapon, but the facts were always unexpected. It was not something else that was summoned, but himself. He actually flew towards Eric uncontrollably, as if there was some kind of force behind him pushing him, making his magic unable to offset it.

"Uh!" Eric stood still, and Loki's neck was accurately stuffed into his palm. His face flushed red, and his hands desperately grasped Eric's arm, and his feet fluttered randomly, but he couldn't break free.

Several waiters were at a loss, but they knew they were not Eric's opponents, so they didn't go forward to make trouble. The two smarter ones ran out immediately to find helpers.

"What a weak god!" In someone else's territory, Eric didn't intend to go too far. He only held on for two breaths, and then threw Loki aside like throwing garbage, and then sat down and drank by himself.

"Damn mortal, I'm going to kill you!" After Loki landed, his face was full of anger. He threw his hands back and conjured two daggers to rush forward.

"Loki!" An anxious female voice suddenly came from outside the temple. Loki's face changed and he put away the dagger. Eric also stood up with a serious face.

A goddess dressed in luxurious clothes ran into the Pantheon surrounded by many soldiers. She looked extremely anxious, but her movements remained elegant and dignified. After she entered the Pantheon, she was obviously relieved to see that the two did not fight.

"Mother." Loki straightened his messy clothes and saluted her.

"It turns out to be Her Majesty the Queen of Gods. It's our first meeting. I am Eric Lansheer, a 'mortal' from Earth." Eric nodded to the Queen of Gods Frigga with a friendly expression, but in his words, he emphasized the word "mortal".

Frigga immediately understood the cause of the incident, looked at Loki with a slight reproach, and then looked at Eric with a smile, "Eric, can I call you that? Thor once mentioned you to me, thank you for your selfless help."

"Of course, Your Highness." Eric acted righteously, "No need to thank me, the earth is my home, and it is my responsibility to protect the earth."

"But your help to Asgard is indelible, and Asgard will not forget anyone who has helped us." Frigga said gently.

"But some people don't seem to welcome me." Eric looked innocent and glanced in the direction of Loki.

"Loki is the god of mischief, he is just joking with you, I hope you don't mind." Frigga waved to Loki, although Loki looked indignant, but he still walked over obediently, "Apologize to Lord Eric, he saved your brother's life!"

Eric looked at Loki leisurely, his eyes full of smiles. Loki seemed to accept his fate, and said a few words of apology without emotion, and then stood behind Frigga.

Eric also showed his magnanimity at the right time, saying that he would not argue with the naughty child.

"Thank you again, Mr. Eric. You have drunk so much wine, you must be tired. See you tomorrow." Frigga and the waiter beside her said a few words, and then left with Loki.

Before leaving the palace, Loki looked back at Eric, but saw his provocative eyes. He was furious, snorted at Eric, and quickened his pace.

"Is this the God of Conspiracy? Why do you feel a little mentally retarded?" Eric drank a few more glasses of wine. This time he did not use the Star-Eating Bee to decompose the alcohol. He was a little drunk after just a few glasses. He was so scared that he dared not drink more and went back to his room to rest under the guidance of the waiter.

Long after Eric left, a waiter who was cleaning suddenly turned into Loki, staring at the direction where Eric left in silence, with a thoughtful look on his face, without any anger at all.

Loki stood in the center of the Temple of the Gods for a long time before leaving. The waiters who were cleaning up ignored him, as if they couldn't see him at all. Only on the wine glass that Eric had just used, a tiny flying insect quietly flapped its wings and flew lightly to the place where Loki had just been and circled twice.

"God of conspiracy, I knew this guy was going to do something!"

I was a little busy at work these two days, so the second chapter will be a little late, I'm very sorry...