Chapter 290: The trick

Odin abdicated, which is understandable. Odin is too old. He has been in power for much longer than his grandfather and his father. People in the Nine Realms are wondering how long he can last.

Eitri is one of the few insiders. He has forged many weapons for Odin and knows more about Odin's power and physical condition than most people.

But Odin passed the throne to Eric, whom no one has ever seen? What nonsense? Thor has been waiting for more than a thousand years. Even if Thor is a jerk and made a big mistake and was completely abandoned by Odin, doesn't he still have Loki?

So, Eitri didn't believe Eric's words, but if it was false, what about the Eternal Spear and Odin's power? For a moment, Eitri's head turned into a mess.

"What? Don't believe it?" Eric raised his eyebrows and curled his lips, "If you don't believe it, you can contact Asgard and confirm it!"

Humph, I want you to not believe it!

"I..." Etri was speechless for a moment. He wanted to say that he couldn't contact Asgard, but he was afraid that this was Eric's conspiracy.

"Oh, sorry!" Eric slapped his forehead, as if he had just remembered, "When I left Asgard, His Majesty Odin ordered Asgard to be blocked and the Rainbow Bridge to be closed. Now even Gungnir can't summon the Rainbow Bridge. You shouldn't be able to contact Asgard."

"Why do you do this?" Etriton was alert. Asgard has existed for tens of thousands of years and has never been completely blocked. This is the first time in history!

Eric sneered, "Why do you think His Majesty Odin passed the throne to me? Even gave me the power? Because Asgard has to deal with a powerful enemy!"

As he said that, Eric waved his hand and released the shell of the old beetle. Etri has been forging weapons all his life and knows all kinds of materials. He has never seen the shell of the insect, but he can see its extraordinaryness at a glance.

"This... is so beautiful..." Seeing the insect shell, Etri no longer had any Eric, Odin, or Asgard in his eyes. Let's go! He ran forward and stroked the insect shell obsessively. That action and expression were probably better than those to his wife.

"Ahem!" Eric coughed dryly and pulled him back. He had fooled him halfway, so he had to let him finish reading the script, right?

"Let me go, I..." Etri was still struggling, being dragged back by Eric, but his hands kept flapping in the air.

"Okay, okay, I'll relieve you in a while, so you can watch it slowly." Eric knew the technicians' feelings for the best materials, and quietly sent out an electromagnetic pulse to calm Etri down.

"Uh, me, what's wrong with me?" Etri saw this skill for the first time, touched his head, and was stunned.

"Don't pay attention to those details!" Eric patted his arm vigorously. Well, he wanted to pat his shoulder, but the dwarf king was too tall...

"This is the enemy that Asgard needs to deal with. You should be able to see how powerful he is. Neither His Majesty Odin nor I can defeat him alone!"

Eitri nodded knowingly. From the huge energy contained in the insect shell, he could imagine how powerful its owner was!

"If we join forces, we are worried that Asgard will be in danger, so we came up with this idea. His Majesty Odin gave me all his power and let me deal with him alone, while he returned to Asgard and completely closed Asgard." Eric spoke faster and quickly said all the words of deception.

Eitri was skeptical about this, but for such wonderful materials, he chose to believe Eric.

"This is one of the reasons why I came to Nidavi. Only here can this material be used for forging!" Eric waved his hand and unlocked the space compression on the insect shell. The insect shell suddenly expanded to the size of a mountain.

The change of the insect shell attracted the dwarves who had just left back. They were all senior blacksmiths, and their vision was not much different from that of Eitri. They all had shining eyes and rushed over, and some even lay directly on the insect shell.

Because of the influence of Eric's electromagnetic pulse, Eitri could still remain calm. He silently looked at the fanatical dwarves, and then turned to look at Eric, "This is just one of your purposes, right? What are the other purposes?"

Eric smiled awkwardly, "Neither His Majesty Odin nor I are sure that I can beat him. In order to prevent him from following the clues to find Asgard, I did not leave a way out for myself, so..."

"You want me to make you a piece of equipment to go to Asgard." Eitri was rarely wise, and his mind was so clear that he felt unbelievable.

"Of course, don't you have to go to Asgard to confirm what I said?" Eric shrugged with a smile on his face.

Eitri nodded silently. Indeed, he had to go! If Odin really abdicated, he, as the king of the dwarves, had to go to Asgard. This was related to the future fate of the entire dwarf tribe.

"Okay, I know a small road that can go to Asgard. I just need to build a fast enough ship. I will start right away and set off in three days." Eitri rolled up his sleeves and picked up his blacksmith hammer.

"No hurry, no hurry!" Eric finally patted Eitri on the shoulder while he was bending down, and used the electromagnetic pulse skill again, returning his fanatical emotions to him, "Such precious materials, are they just left here to eat dust? Leaving it for even a second is a sin! Such perfect and powerful materials, only you, the dwarf king Eitri, are qualified to forge, don't you think so?"

"You are right!" Eitri shook his head, his eyes emitting scorching light, "Dovav, it is a sin to leave it idle for even a second! You wait, I will design the most perfect blueprint immediately!"

"Uh, when are we going to Asgard?" Eric asked tentatively.

"Let Asgard go to hell!" Eitri waved his hand angrily, pushed Eric aside, picked up some magic equipment, jumped onto the insect shell, kept chasing away the equally fanatical tribesmen, and performed various tests on the insect shell.

Eric smiled and shook his head. This guy is even crazier than the crazy scientists on Earth, and is also easier to control.

He was bound to go to Asgard, but what would greet him after he arrived there? Three hundred guards of honor, or three hundred swordsmen? No one could tell.

After a few simple moves with Odin, he deeply realized the strength of this veteran god king. Odin's strength did not lie in his Odin power, but in his vast wisdom.

In his hands, the runes were like a painter's brush, free to do whatever he wanted, and combined with his Odin power, his combat power was several times stronger.

If it was just a wrestling match, Eric might be able to beat him, but it was difficult, too difficult to face all kinds of magical runes!

Therefore, to go to Asgard, you must be fully prepared.