Greece brings evildoers

In the Nordic world, in a closed cave.

Several carefully polished fluorites are inlaid on the stone wall, dispelling the darkness in the cave and reflecting various traces of human processing:

The spacious three-entry living room, the stone bed covered with animal skins, the neatly arranged stone tables and stone benches, the used stone pots and stoves... These obvious masterpieces of intelligent life all prove the life taste and pursuit of the cave owner.

But Loen in front of the stone table is still a little dissatisfied with this.

Think about what kind of life he lived in Greece before? Fine clothes, delicious food, and a lot of beautiful women serving.

Look at the current living standards, which have suddenly degenerated from the Bronze Age to the Stone Age. If you want to get a daily item, you have to do it yourself. Not to mention comparing with the king of the Greek city-state, even ordinary Athenians may live better than him.

This ditch of the Nordic gods...

Loen looked at the blizzard outside through the light pattern above the stone wall. He cursed inwardly.

Since the end of the fateful battle of Olympus, he crossed the sea of ​​chaos and came to the world of the God Age in Northern Europe.

After a period of investigation, he has roughly figured out the basic situation of the God Age in Northern Europe:

The world today is controlled by the giants, who are aggressive and aggressive by nature, and have a strong desire to reproduce. They are often fighting or mating, so they occupy 80% of the living space of the entire God Age in Northern Europe and regard the giant Ymir as the ancestor.

Yes, it was the big guy who was born from the Kinlunga Chasm and wanted to eat Lorn as a snack.

Because he did not succeed, the hungry Ymir wandered around in the primitive God Age in Northern Europe, and finally found another primitive life in the corner of the world-the cow Odumbra.

In this way, the giant Ymir sucked the milk of the primitive cow to survive, and his own divinity continued to grow, and then gave birth to a vigorous desire for creation.

Therefore, Ymir used her power, flesh and blood, and existing materials to create the current giants with him as a template, which is why he is regarded as the ancestor.

With the completion of the construction, the ancestor giant Ymir, who consumed a lot of divinity and power, fell into a deep sleep.

During this period, the original cow Odumbra licked the salt frost and found the original life bred by the third Norse god, Bli, from the ice crystal.

The awakened Bli also discovered the powerful power contained in the cow's milk, so he sucked milk all day to strengthen his divinity. The giants created by Ymir were naturally not the opponents of Bli, the original life, and could only watch their cows being taken away.

But with the awakening of the ancestor giant Ymir, Bli's good days are over.

In order to compete for the milk of the cow Odumbra and the authority of the world, the ancestor giant Ymir brought a large number of giants to the door, and started a battle with Bli, easily defeating a younger brother who was born later than him.

The defeated Bli was unwilling to accept the defeat, so he learned from his mistakes and used his own power, flesh and blood and existing materials to create a tribe called "Gods", so Bli became the ancestor of the gods.

In order to regain the cow Odumbra and a better living environment, the gods led by Bli and the giants led by Ymir launched a protracted war of gods.

But in the end, the late-born Bli and the weak Nordic gods were no match for Ymir and the giants.

If the giants were not aggressive and could not unite and wipe out the Nordic gods with all their strength, I am afraid that the Nordic gods would not even have to survive and could directly start the feast.

But even so, the Nordic gods still have a hard time. At present, they can only shrink in the bitter cold land with an area of ​​less than 20%, struggling to survive.

The above is the general information collected by Loen about the Nordic God Age.

As for how to ripen the [Artifact of Destiny] of the Nordic Gods, pick the [Fruit of Destiny], and then transplant flowers and trees to prolong the life of his Greek Gods, this gave Loen a headache at the moment.

He never thought that the Gods who would dominate the nine Nordic countries in the future would be so weak at the beginning, and were almost exterminated by the ancestor giant Ymir and the giants.

Or, give a hand?

Otherwise, it would take a long time for the Gods to stand up.

Loen frowned and thought for a moment, and quickly made a decision.

He could help, but he couldn't do it himself.

On the one hand, it was hard to say whether he could win Ymir in an away game, and there was no benefit in winning. The ancestor of the gods, Bli, might not stab him in the back while he was weak.

On the other hand, the Nordic Gods also had three goddesses of fate. If he messed around, the attitude of [Destiny] would be a big problem.

He came here to destroy the Nordic Gods and pick the [Fruit of Destiny], and he was an enemy of this world.

Once his evil intentions are discovered by the mysterious [Destiny], the Nordic world might mobilize all the forces of the Age of Gods to attack him in order to protect itself, and he would be in a more passive position.

So to be on the safe side, he must hide his identity and purpose and plan in secret.

But before that, he must find a way to contact the Nordic gods and build a good relationship with them, so as to secretly assist them in defeating the giants and promote the development of the Nordic Age of Gods and the [Fate Fruit].

However, he was unfamiliar with the Nordic world, and the rampant giants were still running around. He had no idea how to find the Nordic gods who were like rats crossing the street.

Just as Luo En was secretly having a headache, several streams of divine light broke through the diffuse snow and exploded on the bitter cold ice field, and strong tremors and wild roars came from outside the cave at the same time.

Is there anyone?

Luo En's heart moved, and he immediately hid his body and rushed out of the scene.

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At the same time, outside the cave.

More than a dozen agile figures wearing animal skins ran wildly on the frosty blue ice field, with panic and nervous expressions on their faces.

After successfully pulling away for several kilometers, the dozen people on the ice field dared to slow down and looked behind them tremblingly.

Snowflakes as big as baby fists flew with the cold wind, and the surroundings were white, with only the whistling wind coming.

"Shake them off?"

A burly man patted his chest with relief, and the companions around him slowed down and gasped when they heard the good news.

However, the slender, tall brown-haired young man in the lead did not relax his vigilance and whispered:

"Don't be careless, those guys won't give up so easily, I'll go explore a way, let's leave this damn place as soon as possible!"

As he said that, he shook the dark gray cloak on his shoulders, and two black ravens flapped their wings and flew up, circling around to find a safe path.

"Quack~!"

But in an instant, a shrill raven scream suddenly came from the front. When the brown-haired young man heard this sound, his face suddenly changed:

"Not good, they went around to the front!"

"Puff!"

Before he finished speaking, dozens of ice spears flew out from the wind and snow, piercing through several unprepared figures and roughly nailing them to the ice field.

A large amount of golden-red blood gushed out and instantly dyed the ground into a weird color, and dying screams and panicked calls for help exploded in the team.

"Meat! Lots of meat!"

Accompanied by excited mutterings, hundreds of giants with frost on their bodies, tens of meters tall, holding ice spears in their hands, rushed out of the wind and snow, grinning and pounced on the team on the ice field.

"Run separately!"

The brown-haired young man threw down the last order, then left the team without hesitation and rushed to the side area of ​​the ice field where the giants had not yet appeared.

The companions who were stunned in place were a beat late, and then they reacted as if they had just woken up from a dream and fled in separate places.

But at this moment, the giants with tall heights and long legs and large numbers have rushed to the front of the formation. They pulled out the ice spears stuck in the ground, and excitedly bit the unlucky guys on them with their open bloody mouths.

"Puff~~"

The sound of blood splashing and flesh tearing came, and the dying figures gradually stopped twitching amid the shrill screams, leaving only broken pieces of clothes and a few bones hanging on the ice spears.

Seeing their companions' tragic fate, several people who had planned to fight to the death completely extinguished their courage and turned around to join the fleeing team.

"Don't let anyone escape!"

A giant with the tallest body and a necklace of biological skulls on his chest roared and ordered, and the surrounding people could only reluctantly give up the dinner and focus on capturing these delicious prey.

"No, don't! Ah!!"

"Bastard, get out of the way!"

"Save me, save... poof!"

With the absolute advantage in numbers and geographical advantages, most of the fleeing people in the team were either caught up by the giants with their height and long legs, or pierced by the ice spears thrown everywhere.

Soon, only a few figures were left on the ice field to avoid the giants' pursuit, but the exits around them had been blocked by the giants, and it was only a matter of time before they were caught.

In an inconspicuous valley, a transparent human figure was lying motionless in the snow.

He was the brown-haired young man who first discovered the crisis and reacted first.

The cloak on his body flashed with floating star patterns, and the wide-brimmed hat on his head, as blue as the clear sky, reflected the cold light of ice and snow, making him consistent with the surrounding environment.

Damn! How could there be so many frost giants in such a place?

The brown-haired young man in the snow pile looked at his companions who were dead and injured on the ice field, and looked at the giants who were feasting around the pile of corpses, and cursed in his heart.

He was the prince of the gods. Following the order of his father, Baoer, he took a team to explore a safer habitat.

Unexpectedly, not long after they went out, they encountered a powerful frost giant in such a remote place.

Moreover, judging from the divine patterns and costumes on their bodies, these are most likely the personal troops of the ancestor giant Ymir.

Strange, why did these elites not stay near the pleasant climate of Jinlunga Divide to protect their cows and the world tree, and run to such a remote place? It can't be that they are specifically to block their exploration team, right?

Forget it, no matter what the reason is, just try to get through the troubles in front of you.

The young man suppressed his depression and lurked in the snow without moving, waiting for the giants to leave.

Finally, after the giants ate up the harvested prey, they were satisfied and threw away the broken bones on the ground, got up and left in a team.

Huh, they finally left.

We must rush back to the camp as soon as possible and pass the news of this giant team wandering in this area to the tribe!

Watching the figure of this frost giant team disappear in the wind and snow, the brown-haired young man quickly removed his disguise and got up from the ground.

However, the moment he stood up, a hand fell on his shoulder.

Someone!

The chill instantly surged into the young man's heart, and he subconsciously awakened his divine power and wanted to turn back and fight back.

Unexpectedly, a low reminder came from his ear:

"Look ahead!"

The young man was startled, and subconsciously looked in the direction of the voice. He suddenly saw a tall figure who had gone and returned in the diffuse snow.

Instantly, the young man shivered, and lay on the ground obediently, continuing to hide.

The frost giant leader with ice-blue skin and a skull necklace on his chest looked at the silent ice field around him, frowned and muttered.

"No? Is it my illusion?"

After a simple check, the frost giant leader finally dispelled his suspicion and turned away.

But this time, the young man in the snow did not dare to get up rashly until the voice behind him came again:

"Get up, those frost giants have left."

Hearing this, the young man was completely relieved, stood up from the snow, and looked back at the mysterious man behind him.

He was a young man with silver hair and purple eyes. He looked very handsome and well-dressed. He was obviously not the same type as those barbaric and sloppy giants, otherwise he would not have helped just now.

After confirming this, the brown-haired young man couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief and formally expressed his gratitude to the mysterious man in front of him.

"Thank you for just now. I am the son of the great god Baoer. You can call me-Odin! What about you? What's your name? Why haven't I seen you in the tribe?"

Lorne nodded calmly on the surface, but a trace of surprise flashed in his eyes.

Odin? He actually met the future king of the gods of the Nordic God Age?

It's a coincidence that he came to the pillow when he was sleepy?

Lorne smiled slightly and took the initiative to release goodwill:

"My name is Loki, the son of the giants Fabuti and Laufey, and I am not a member of the God Clan."

This is the identity he woven for himself in advance.

The names of the two giants Fabuti and Laufey symbolize [Lightning] and [Tree] respectively in the Nordic language system. The former refers to his real old father, the god of thunder Zeus, and the latter is a metaphor for the Nordic world tree.

So, although he is a liar, he is telling the truth. Even if the three goddesses of fate in the Nordic world end up, they may not be able to find fault with him.

"You are the son of a giant!"

Odin's face changed slightly when he heard this, and he subconsciously distanced himself.

Lorne nodded and asked Odin with a smile:

"So what if you are a giant? You seem to have the blood of a giant, right?"

Odin was stunned for a moment, and then his nervous mood eased.

Yes, his mother Bestla was a female giant who was kidnapped.

Strictly speaking, he is also the son of a giant.

So, blood cannot determine each other's position. As long as they can be used for their own benefit, they can cooperate and coexist.

Seeing Odin gradually let down his guard, Lorne nodded slightly.

As expected of the future God King who will rule the nine Nordic countries, this wisdom and tolerance are indeed not comparable to those simple-minded giants and gods.

I just happened to meet a smart person who can communicate, so I will use you as a breakthrough.

Lorne made up his mind, looked around, and took the initiative to kindly suggest:

"The frost giants haven't gone far, it's not safe outside, come with me to hide somewhere first, and leave tomorrow."

Odin thought for a moment, glanced at the pile of bones in the wasteland, nodded, followed Lorne, and walked into a hidden cave in the distance.