Greece brings evildoers

At this time, Odin, who was searching in another field, heard the noise and rushed over. He snorted at the uninvited guest in front of him:

"We found the things first, it's not your turn to tell us what to do. Didn't your family teach you etiquette before you left?"

"Things?"

The woman sneered and responded,

"All things have spirits, they belong only to themselves, not to anyone's slaves! You look at a spiritual life so contemptuously and show it off as a trophy. Is this your family education?"

Being bluntly attacked, Odin's expression suddenly became gloomy.

To be fair, this is a pretty woman.

Her skin is as white as milk, her facial features are elegant and three-dimensional, there are white feathers in the middle of her golden hair, a white foreign long skirt covers her proud curves, and dozens of rune wood plaques and metal accessories hanging between her golden belts make pleasant sounds like wind chimes as her body moves, bringing a unique mysterious charm.

But Odin didn't like this domineering attitude.

When had he, the great Aesir, ever been criticized like this?

Seeing the divine power flowing in Odin's hands, Loen quickly held the blood brother's shoulder and stepped forward to smooth things over with a smile.

"Haha, friend, it's just a joke, don't be so angry. I haven't asked your name yet?"

"Gulveig!"

The woman answered proudly, and softened her expression towards the smiling person in front of her.

Loen's heart moved, and he continued to ask with a smile:

"Judging from your dress, are you from Vanaheim?"

"So what!"

The woman's voice suddenly turned cold, and her eyes became a little alert.

Seeing the other party's reaction, Loen's guess was verified.

It was indeed her!

[The Light One] Gulveig, a goddess of the Vanir who is proficient in the witchcraft of Seid and possesses powerful magical power. Her name has the dual meanings of "gold" and "power" in the etymology of the Norse language, which is consistent with the image of the woman in front of her.

More importantly, she seems to be the fuse that triggered the war between the Aesir and the Vanir!

According to the records of the epic, even Odin himself could not do anything to her!

But such a powerful goddess only appeared once in the early Norse mythology.

Therefore, the name Gulveig is probably a pseudonym, and her true identity is someone else.

Who could it be?

Just as Loen was about to test him further, Odin, who had learned of the other party's identity, could no longer suppress his anger and asked coldly with a dark face:

"Why don't you stay in Vanaheim? What are you doing in the atrium?"

"Of course, to help the lives here."

Gulveig replied with a faint smile, and his flickering eyes immediately looked at the brown wolf cub in Loen's arms and the human village under the moonlight.

"As gods, we have an obligation to help them gain a foothold and survive in a difficult environment."

"I think it's better not to do it. How the people of the Asir live is not your turn to intervene!"

Odin sneered, and a grim look appeared in his one eye.

"Go back to Vanaheim immediately, and I will pretend that what happened tonight never happened!"

Help? It sounds good. The Vanir gods are probably attracted by the power of human faith and want to infiltrate the influence into the atrium world and come to share a piece of the pie.

Hearing this blunt refusal, Gulveig sneered and shook his head:

"I wondered who it was, it turned out to be a barbarian from Asgard, no wonder he was so domineering."

Odin heard this, his face was full of clouds:

"What did you say?"

"I said, you Asgard are a group of barbarians who only know how to fight and kill, and don't know how to respect life at all. You are not capable of governing this world at all. It's better to hand over these humans in the atrium to us Vanir gods to manage on your behalf."

Gulveig replied with a smile, ignoring Odin's gloomy expression.

"Okay, okay!" Odin laughed in anger, light patterns floating on his body, and the surging divine power was surging like a raging storm.

At this moment, Lorne was holding the little wolf cub in his arms and moved back.

He can see it now.

The Vanir came here to find trouble, with the purpose of taking the opportunity to test the weight of the Aesir, to see if they can get a share of the Midgard world, or even further seize the power of the nine kingdoms and replace the Aesir gods.

Since it is a naked dispute of interests, Odin, as the king of the Aesir, will naturally not be afraid.

"Woman, you asked for this - Gungnir!"

Accompanied by a sinister roar, Odin threw the spear in his hand without hesitation.

Gulveig waved her magic wand slowly, performing her best Ted witchcraft.

A pair of swan-like bright wings extended behind her, allowing her to easily avoid the golden light that was coming straight at her.

King of the Aesir?

That's all...

Just as Gulveig shook her head in contempt, a sharp sound of breaking through the air sounded from behind her.

"Puff!"

The golden light that came and went, wrapped in the magnificent divine power, went straight through the chest of the goddess Gulveig.

Gulveig the Light?

Nothing more than that!

Odin casually raised his hand and caught the divine spear that flew back to his palm automatically, looking at the Vanir god in front of him with sarcasm.

Gungnir means "penetration" and is known as the "lost divine spear of heaven", also known as the "shooting star spear". It was made by the dwarves using branches of the world tree. This spear is sacred, and the oath made on the spear tip can never be regretted and will be fulfilled, so it is also called the "Great God's Declaration".

Its real horror lies in the causal law of "hitting the target", and any dodge and obstruction are useless. The only way to crack it is to intercept it from the front.

But facing the divinity and power of the first level of the God King, there are only a handful of forces in the nine kingdoms that can compete with it.

Therefore, since he obtained this secret treasure from the dwarf craftsman, he has rarely lost.

A mere foreign god, without knowing the opponent, dared to come to him, the God King, to provoke him, who was really overestimating his own ability.

However, just when Odin lowered his arms and relaxed his guard, several white feathers of light appeared in the air without warning and shot rapidly at his face.

"Dangdangdangdang!"

The flaming sword light swept from the side, and melted all the light feathers in a sharp sound of metal clashing.

"Don't be careless, she is not dead!"

Lorne reminded in a deep voice, his eyes solemn.

Odin was shocked and broke out in a cold sweat. Following the gaze of his blood brother, he looked at the chest of the goddess Gullveig in doubt.

The huge wound pierced by the Eternal Spear did not bleed, and the surrounding granulation was creeping and growing strangely.

"You kill people for a disagreement. You Aesir gods are as barbaric as the rumors say."

Gulveig looked at Odin sarcastically, then patted his chest where the wound had completely healed, and continued to sneer,

"Fortunately, I am familiar with some Thyder witchcraft, otherwise you would have succeeded."

"You stepped into the territory of Asgard and tried to get involved in the faith and divine power of the Aesir. Do you want me to be polite to you?"

Odin sneered disdainfully, and the Eternal Spear in his hand vaguely outlined forward.

"…\u003c………"

Accompanied by three intermittent chanting vibrations, the runes representing the three powers of "secret", "fire" and "fate" flashed and exploded in the air, sweeping all directions.

Rituals?

He, the God King of the Aesir, can also do it!

If you want to snatch food from Asgard, then see whether the Thyder witchcraft of the Vanir is stronger, or the rune spells of the Aesir are more powerful!

Suddenly, under the guidance of the Spear of Eternity, the strange sense of restraint stagnated, and pillars of fire rose up from the battlefield, submerging Gulveig in the sea of ​​fire.

However, accompanied by the humming like a ballad, a tornado mixed with the smell of the sea and moist water vapor spiraled up, making the sky suddenly dark, and the flames were instantly sucked out.

Then, the red dragon transformed by the flames roared and pounced forward.

Odin immediately waved the Spear of Eternity and used his divine power to forcibly disperse the backlash of the flames, and his facial muscles twitched fiercely.

The alien goddess not only easily defended his spell, but also returned his spell power.

Obviously, Gulveig is better at the level of spells.

Realizing this, Odin no longer insisted on competing with his opponent in spells, and decisively picked up the Spear of Eternity and rushed forward.

As the blood of the giants, close combat is the best fighting method of the Aesir.

Meanwhile, Loen on the side also took out the flaming magic sword from the magic circle diagram, with a malicious look in his eyes.

Since the comer has bad intentions, then take him down first and use him as a bargaining chip in the future negotiations with the Vanir Gods

Anyway, this is not a knight duel, so there is no rule that you cannot bully the minority with the majority.

However, as Loen reacted, a brilliant golden light tore through the dark night, like the sun shining on the earth.

"Dang!"

Amid the sharp sound of metal and iron, Loen looked at the secret long sword in front of him that seemed to be cast in gold, with a hint of surprise in his eyes.

It can actually fight against the flaming magic sword Levatin without stopping. This thing is definitely a treasure of the Vanir Gods.

And its user must be of high status.

Loen shook his wrist, and the magic sword Levatin burst out with a more blazing golden-red flame, sweeping away the golden sword.

Then, he looked at the silver-armored female swordsman with gray hair and gray eyes and swan-like wings on her back with a playful look, and asked curiously:

"Who is it?"

"Freya."

The female swordsman answered frankly. After looking at Loen up and down with her gray eyes, a very contagious smile bloomed on her charming and heroic face.

"Your sword is good."

"You too."

"Your sword skills are also good."

"Same here."

Loen answered modestly with a bright smile.

The two people who praised each other looked at each other, and there was a feeling of mutual appreciation.

However, the next moment, the golden and crimson sword lights shot out at the same time, mercilessly stabbing each other's vital points.

"Bang!"

The golden sword wailed and flew backwards with its owner.

Loen looked at the female swordsman who flapped her wings to stabilize her body in the night sky, and sneered in his heart.

Freya, the goddess in charge of love, abundance, battle, and death in Norse mythology, is a member of the Vanir.

According to legend, she was the original Valkyrie, in charge of the entire Valkyrie Legion. It was no exaggeration to say that she was the goddess who was best at fighting and killing!

The moment he learned the other party's name, Loen was already on guard.

And more importantly, he was too familiar with the other party's expression.

It was very similar to some of his kind.

The same deep thoughts and dark belly.

But it's a pity that you are not as smart as me!

Loen snorted coldly and slashed behind him without even looking.

"Dang!"

Accompanied by the sharp sound of metal clashing, the golden sword that shot from behind him flew back with a wail, and most of the runes on the sword were extinguished.

The Golden Sword of Victory, the weapon of Frey, the God of Fertility in Norse mythology. Legend has it that this sword can fly on its own to take the enemy's head. No matter who holds this sword, it will fly alone on the battlefield to kill the enemy according to the wishes of the sword holder, and it can maintain the victory of the battle, which is a symbol of the glory of the sun.

If I remember correctly, the God of Fertility is the brother of the Valkyrie Freya.

And the identity of Gulveig the Light, who can be guarded by Freya personally, is about to be revealed.

Loen turned his head slightly and looked at Odin and his future wife, the Queen of Gods, Frigga, who were fighting to the death on the other side with interest.