Chapter 613 The dying Odin

Asgard, fairy palace.

The death of Queen Frigga made all people mourn.

In the war of the Dark Elves' invasion, they not only lost Queen Frigga, but also many people.

For Asgard, this is an unforgivable provocation!

On the endless river, Queen Frigga was lying quietly on the raft, surrounded by flowers and fine wine, and loaded with weapons and accessories from her lifetime.

After the torch thrown by Thor, the flaming raft carried Frigga and slowly floated to the distant stars along the current.

The people of Asgard condensed their light, lighting up the dark night sky like stars.

Under the guidance of the starlight, the raft carried Frigga to the waterfall, and then turned into dots of light and scattered across Asgard.

Viking Sol, who was hiding in the crowd, watched all this silently.

Rocket Raccoon noticed that this rugged man's fist had been clenched tightly at some point. He could even see the whitened knuckles protruding. He didn't even realize that his nails were sinking deep into his palm, letting the blood that seeped out flow and drip. Fall to the ground.

He twice watched his mother die in front of his eyes.

That kind of unspeakable pain made him feel more desperate and suffocated than the injuries he suffered in any battle.

This Viking-style funeral finally came to an end as the stars dimmed.

But what is strange is that Odin, the King of the Gods, has never shown up. This is not in line with the normal process.

"It's strange, I didn't see your father." Rocket Raccoon scratched his face and asked curiously: "Shouldn't the King of the Gods be the one to preside over a funeral of this scale? Why is there only Thor?"

"Maybe... something happened to my father."

Viking Sol frowned deeply and naturally noticed this.

At first, he didn't think too much. He just thought that maybe his father was too sad, but Frigga didn't show up until the funeral, which meant that the problem might not be that simple.

After the funeral ended to calm the panicked crowd, Saul was finally able to be alone.

After covering his face with a loose coat, Viking Sol sneaked in through the window in a familiar manner. As soon as he saw him, he couldn't wait to ask: "Thor, what happened to my father? Why didn't my mother attend the meeting?" funeral?"

Young Sol sat on a hard stone bench, holding a bottle of wine in his hand. He sighed with a slightly bitter expression: "Father has been in deep sleep for a year, and he still hasn't woken up."

"A...year?!"

Viking Thor's face changed drastically, and he said in shock: "Odin's sleep can only last for a month at most, how can he sleep for a year?"

"To be honest, I don't know the reason."

Sol took a sip of wine, his eyes stiff and confused: "Everyone is waiting for me now, what should I do next, but I don't even know what I should do."

A series of blows made him suddenly confused.

Although Frigga had some training before, it was only when he got started that he realized how difficult it was to manage a country, especially the territory of the nine worlds.

Just the letters sent from the other eight countries, as well as the damage and compensation caused at home, are enough to give him a headache. In addition, he also has to find ways to deal with the people, conceal the fact that Odin has been sleeping for a year, and all these miscellaneous trivial matters. Sol, who was used to solving problems with his fists, felt powerless for a while.

"Keep your head up, it's not time to feel discouraged yet!"

Viking Thor walked over and grabbed Thor and said in a deep voice: "Don't forget, you are the prince of Asgard. Everyone is watching you. If even the king is hesitant, then what's the point? How could the people believe you!"

"You...you are right..."

Thor took a deep breath, regained his fighting spirit, and rubbed his face vigorously: "Everyone is looking at me now. During the period before my father wakes up, I must protect Asgard and the people." OK!"

"So next, are we going to raid the Dark Elf's lair directly?" Rocket Raccoon asked while gnawing on fruit, crossing his legs and looking at the two Thors in front of him.

"No, let's go see Father first."

Viking Thor showed a calm side, stroking his beard and said: "It is impossible for Odin's sleep to sleep for such a long time. We must first find out what happened to the father. How long has it been since you saw him? Father?"

"Probably...more than half a year." Thor was stunned for half a second, thought for a moment and then said.

"Half a year...is a long time."

Viking Sol pondered for a moment and said, "Let's go check on my father first and find out the reason for his deep sleep."

"Come with me."

Sol nodded slightly and did not refuse the proposal.

After all, for Asgard now, the most important thing at the moment is to confirm Odin's status. It has already lost the Queen Frigga, and cannot afford to lose another King of the Gods, especially in this sensitive moment. time node.

Soon, the three of them arrived at their destination.

It is the second most defensive area in the entire Asgard, and the strongest palace besides Odin's treasury.

"There are no guards here. Aren't you afraid of something happening?" Rocket Raccoon followed the two men and looked around, asking curiously.

"Because there is no need for guards."

Viking Sol showed a trace of nostalgia on his face and said: "There is a rune barrier set up by my father here. Even among the royal family, there are only a handful of people who can come in. Only my mother, my mother, and Loki Just three people.”

"arrive!"

Sol, who was walking at the front, said as he pushed open the palace door with both arms.

The golden dormitory door was extremely heavy, and even Thor had to use all his strength to do so. As the door was slowly pushed open, the situation inside this not-so-large dormitory could be seen at a glance.

The pale golden oval light film wraps Odin's old body like an eggshell.

When the three of them came closer, they discovered that the old Odin, who was surrounded by a pale golden film of light, looked even more aged at this moment. His gray hair and almost withered muscles, his whole face seemed to be sunken, just like Like a skinny living dead.

If it weren't for the blood connection, I'm afraid no one would think that he was Odin, the King of Gods.

"This...is this guy really Odin?"

Rocket Raccoon was startled and said in horror: "Why does it look... like a dead mummy?!"

"How did it become like this?!"

The two Thors were stunned on the spot as if struck by lightning, with shocked expressions on their faces.

Through this layer of pale golden light, they could clearly feel that Odin's life had weakened to the extreme, swaying like a candle in the wind, and might be extinguished at any time.

Odin's Sleep...it shouldn't be like this!

Logically speaking, sleeping would restore divine power and injuries, warm up Odin's old and weak body, and thereby greatly extend his lifespan.

But the current situation is completely opposite.

Instead of recovering from his injuries and divine power, he is closer to the end of his life and on the verge of death!