Greece brings evildoers

And among the giants, a clear voice came:

"Hey, you are the husband my father chose for me? You don't look very good either."

Lorne looked around following the sound, but could not find the person speaking.

Until he lowered his head.

A figure with long brown-black hair hanging loosely behind his head, his face covered with a mysterious veil, and an egg-shaped mark engraved on his forehead, stood straight in front of him, struggling to stand on tiptoes and raise his head. The neck spoke to him.

Lorne was stunned for a moment, then hesitantly said:

"Angelberda?"

"Yes, it's me!"

The girl raised her head proudly and was quite content with her words.

However, Lorne fell into deep silence when he looked at his "new wife" in front of him.

Because this so-called "Angelberda" is less than 1.5 meters tall...

What is the concept of less than one and a half meters?

Among the giants, she was almost a second-class disabled person. When she jumped, she could barely hit the knees of the giant next to her.

Combined with the crisp tone of voice and the barely undulating open space on the other person's chest, even though she was veiled and trying to act like an adult, Lorne could be sure that this was definitely an underdeveloped loli.

What is going on in Olweg Naden's mind? How could you give him such a semi-finished product? Still a giant?

Do you really think he is blind?

It seemed that Lorne had been staring at him for a long time. Angelboda lowered his head and examined himself, and then he realized. Then he took out an ancient book with a black cover from the void with his right hand, flipped through it, and found a certain After reading the page, the little Loli raised her hand and snapped her fingers briskly.

Suddenly, the small body of less than 1.5 meters inflated sharply like an inflated balloon, quickly rising to nearly two meters, and the open space on his chest also undulated a little.

But I have to say, it’s still pretty flat.

Plus that face that is still very young...

Probably, it's to the extent that a little lolita of the human variety has evolved into a little lolita of the giant variety.

While Lorne was thinking secretly, Angelboda saw that he had not responded for a long time, impatient emotions appeared on his face, and he waved his arms in front of his eyes:

"Hey, when will you marry me?"

The question was direct and straightforward, with a casual tone as if he was just asking "Have you eaten?"

Lorne came back to his senses, looked at the opposite side with a smile, and spoke word by word:

"Sorry, I refuse!"

"What?!"

Angelboda couldn't help but raise her voice a few degrees and looked at her destined husband in disbelief.

“Are you going to disobey the will of God the Father?”

"He is your father-god, not mine." Lorne corrected lightly.

"Marry me, and Jotunheim will be related by marriage to Asgard, and the giants will retreat."

"Didn't Olweg already promise to withdraw his troops? Is he going to renege on his promise?"

"How could it be!"

"Isn't that okay? Let's fulfill the bet and let's go our separate ways."

Seeing the other party's indifferent look, Angelboda was immediately a little angry, but when she thought of Father Olweg's order, she could only suppress her displeasure and hummed and asked:

"Why are you willing to marry me?"

Lorne stepped forward and patted his "new wife" on the shoulder, and said sincerely:

"Eat more and grow taller. I don't like being vegetarian..."

"Don't like vegetarian food?"

Angel Boda had a question mark on her forehead, not quite understanding these strange words.

Lorne nodded, moved his gaze downwards, and said quietly:

"Stunted bean sprouts are more likely to cause toothache and hand failure."

Angelboda followed the other person's gaze and looked at her chest.

Oh, so that's what I'm talking about...

wrong!

The next moment, Angelberda, who was a little dazed, came back to her senses, her face turned red instantly, inexplicable humiliation surged in her chest, and her clenched silver teeth creaked:

"You scolded me?!"

"No, you asked me why I would marry you. I just told the truth."

Lorne looked innocent, raised his hand to touch his conscience, and spoke sincerely to the little loli in front of him,

"Really, I like big breasts!"

"..."

Angelboda clenched her pink fists tightly, veins popped out on the back of her hands, and her originally agile eyes could almost spit out fire at this moment.

Due to a certain characteristic of herself, she almost never grows up.

Therefore, issues related to body shape and appearance have always been taboo for her.

As if worried that his description was not clear enough, Lorne looked around, pointed to one side and added:

"Actually, it doesn't need to be too big. Just be like her. It's a moderate size and can be held in one hand."

As everyone focused their attention, Skadi, who was fighting inextricably with Freya on the edge of the battlefield, staggered and his breath was disordered.

Freya immediately seized the opportunity and slashed the giant's winter god back into the giant's camp with one sword.

Accompanied by a violent cough, the dusty Skadi stood up from the pit, gritted her teeth and looked at the guy who was teasing her from across the room.

On purpose, this bastard definitely did it on purpose!

Looking at the mean smile on that face, Skadi was extremely convinced that the originally cold expression had a touch of worldly sullenness.

At this moment, Lorne didn't seem to know that he had been blacklisted by a certain winter god. Instead, he turned around to comfort the little lolita Angelberda next to him who also looked unhappy:

"Don't be discouraged. There's a long way to go. And you're not completely helpless now. You can still see some grooves if you squeeze in."

"Creak~~"

The silver teeth in the cherry lips trembled, and the continuous critical strikes completely broke Angerboda's defense.

I can't stand it anymore! She can't stand this bitch!

Under the watchful eyes of the crowd, Angerboda opened the black leather ancient book in his hand, tore off several blank pages, and threw them all at the opposite side.

"Go to hell, bastard!"

Lorne subconsciously raised his hand to block, but the surrounding pages automatically turned into a burst of white light, completely submerging his figure.

Seeing their own coach suddenly disappear, the guards of the Asgard Palace suddenly changed their faces, and they all showed their weapons and roared:

"Kill her and avenge the adults!"

As the angry emotions ignited like flames, the Asgard side was ready to fight, and the delicate balance originally maintained on the battlefield was suddenly broken.

Seeing that the war between Asgard and the giants was about to start again, a cold snort echoed around the ice wall:

"What revenge? I'm not dead yet!"

Hearing the familiar voice, the Asgard guards who were about to rush out of the defense line stopped and looked back at the temporary altar that was flickering.

"Go back! I was just invited by Her Royal Highness the Princess to visit Jotunheim and I will be back in a while. The bet just now has been decided. The King of Jotunheim is a decent man. How could he break his promise in public and take advantage of the chaos to invade the courtyard, right?"

The former was to appease the Asgard defenders, while the latter half was obviously to confuse Angerboda and Orvig.

Angerboda was stimulated by this and snorted coldly to order the mountain giant king Shaki to gather his troops and withdraw the giants from the Iron Forest.

Although Shaki was somewhat reluctant, he did not dare to disobey the will of the master of fate and could only obey the order angrily.

However, although Angerboda fulfilled his father Olvig's promise, he waved his hand at the same time, and the altar on the ice wall marked by Lorne in advance shattered.

After doing all this, the tall female giant regained her loli body of less than 1.5 meters. She clapped her hands happily, gnashed her silver teeth, and muttered viciously:

"Want to come back? Freeze to death!"

At the same time, feeling the spatial coordinates being erased, listening to the last echo in his ears, Lorne couldn't help shaking his head and complaining:

"Sure enough, he is just a naughty child who has not grown up. Olvig, that old Deng, really put a big trouble in here. Fortunately, I am smart."

In his words, he did not have much respect for the fate of the Nordic ruler.

In order to complete the creation from [nothing] to [something], Chaos, the Greek god of chaos, split himself into the gods of creation such as Gaia, Uranus, and Pontus, the old sea god, as well as the gods of order who control fate such as Nyx, the goddess of night, and Hecate, the god of chance, thus perfecting the entire Greek world.

He mastered the chance of Hecate, inherited the destiny of Zeus, and still had the blood of the older generation of gods of creation flowing in his body, which can be regarded as the full inheritance of Chaos, the god of chaos.

But as an origin god of the same level, Olvig is still alive and kicking, and obviously has little awareness of devoting himself to the world. This also led to serious congenital deficiencies in the Nordic world, and even the cornerstone of creation was just the corpse of the ancestor giant Ymir.

The gods only have power, and even immortality needs the fruit of youth to maintain.

Therefore, Loen doesn't believe that an egoist like Olvig would hold back anything good.

For example, the matter of giving a wife.

Who is Angrboda? The mother of all monsters in the Norse Age of Gods, she combined with Loki, the god of trickery, and gave birth to the giant wolf Fenrir, the garden snake Jörmungandr, and the goddess of death Hela, and thus blew the horn of the Ragnarok.

Therefore, she is also called "the harbinger of sadness", which is exactly the meaning of her name.

Loen vaguely felt that if he really hooked up with the little loli in front of him, he would also become part of the fate of the Nordic countries, and the future would become a fait accompli and could not be changed.

By then, when the Ragnarok comes, let alone picking the ripe fruits of fate, I am afraid that it will be a problem whether I can survive alone.

Moreover, the so-called giantess Angrboda was only mentioned briefly in the origins of the giant wolf Fenrir, the garden snake Jörmungandr, and the goddess of death Hela, but disappeared in the later period.

Her true identity and origin are also problematic.

Angerboda... a sign of sadness...

Twilight of the Gods... future fate...

Combined with the identity of the other party, Orvig's daughter, Loen had vaguely guessed the true face of this little Lolita.

Therefore, he would rather risk being hated by the little Lolita than to easily get involved with her.

And the result was better than Loen expected. Although this kind of bear child had a bad temper, he was far from being vicious. If he wanted to retaliate, he would just throw him to a snowy field to freeze.

Let me see, what did you do to me?

Loen stretched his body and looked around.

The sky was full of lead-gray clouds, and the wind and snow seemed to never stop on this land.

And in front of him, a cold and solemn castle built on the mountain stood on the cliff cave. Under the howling wind, the towering spires of the castle tear through the clouds in the sky, looking majestic and eye-catching. The magnificent palaces carved out of ice and snow in the walls are lined up one after another, which is full of architectural beauty, as if it is a fairy tale world that is incompatible with the harsh environment around it.

Looking through the diffuse wind and snow, on both sides of the path leading to the castle, there are hideous monsters and deformed giants, some frozen into ice blocks as road signs, and some strung together by ice to make bacon, drying in the wind and snow as exhibits to deter foreign enemies.

This qualified aesthetic, as well as the castle's 3-meter-high doorway, instantly reminded Lorne of a certain giant outlier:

——Skadi, the winter goddess.

Could this be her castle?

So, that little girl threw me to Jotunheim to let me fight with Skadi?

No matter if she has big breasts or a vicious mouth, she would be happy if either one died?

After a malicious complaint in his heart, Lorne shook his head secretly.

Since the purpose of breaking off the marriage has been achieved, there is no need to provoke these crazy women.

He just came to Jotunheim, and he had more important things to solve.

Having made up his mind, he quietly moved his feet and chose to walk away from the castle.

However, as soon as he raised his leg, the ice under his feet made a crisp sound, and Lorne quickly raised his knees and jumped back, trying to retreat to a safe area.

But every step he took, the ice under his feet cracked without warning, and the cold lake water below surged and churned, trying to drown him.

Soon, there was no foothold around him.

Lorne frowned slightly, and two golden flames burst out from behind him, turning into wings, and took him directly into the air.

Strange, in such a bad weather in Jotunheim, can the ice surface thaw?

Just as Lorne looked down suspiciously, the sky was thundering, and thick clouds gathered above his head. Ice cones of 20 to 30 centimeters, hailstones as big as a face, and snowflakes flying like blades in the wind, attacked him one after another.

Lorne subconsciously propped up the magic barrier and wanted to flap his wings to leave this area with extreme weather.

However, he soon discovered that no matter where he went, the blizzard followed him.

To be more precise, the blizzard covered a three-meter range around him.

Whether it was sunny and windy next to him, or sunny and cloudy, he always enjoyed the treatment of the blizzard.

Skadi's power?

Lorne picked up a hailstone on the ground and squeezed it, easily crushing it.

No, there is no remnant of divinity, just an ordinary product of extreme climate.

But why are you circling around me? What a hell...

Lorne complained in his heart and threw away the broken hail in his hand.

Then, under his gaze, a gust of wind swept over, and these tiny ice particles were blown to the top of the mountain on one side and hit several exposed rocks

"Crack~~"

The rocks broke and rolled down the mountain one after another, making a dull sound along the way.

Then, the whole valley echoed like thunder, and the perennial snow slid down the steep mountain, forming an overwhelming avalanche under the chain reaction, sweeping towards a certain figure down the mountain.

Looking at the whistling white, Lorne's face turned black.

This is not the power of the God of Winter, but the spurn of fate~!

~~

At the same time, somewhere in Jotunheim.

The little brown-haired girl who called herself "Angerboda" in the Iron Forest, holding a black leather ancient book, walked into the halo of the World Tree angrily, muttering all the way:

"I'm so angry! That guy really pissed me off!"

Water splashed in the misty Urd Holy Spring. The silver-haired, brown-skinned, graceful and mature goddess stretched her arms comfortably and leaned against the side of the spring pool, looking at the younger sister who was walking over with a playful look:

"What? He wasn't impressed by your charm?"

"That's because he's blind!"

The giantess Angerboda, or the goddess of the future, Shikoti, gnashed her silver teeth and snorted at her elder sister Urd who was taking a bath.

Urd nodded, a hint of teasing flashed in his eyes:

"Yeah, that's right, he searched for you among the giants for a long time before finding you."

"Urd, you still say!"

"Jump up and hit my knee, little bean sprout?"

Urd stood up from the water, put his hands on his hips, and deliberately shook his heavy fruits in front of his little sister, causing a strong mental insult and visual impact.

Faced with this scene, Shikoti, whose emotions had just stabilized, broke through the defense again and jumped into the pool with her teeth and claws:

"Urud, I'm going to fight you!"

Although she is the eldest sister, this woman always likes to hurt her openly or secretly, so she has always been at odds with this eldest sister. It is almost normal for them to have a small quarrel every two days and a big quarrel every three days.

Seeing that her younger sister and elder sister were about to quarrel in public again, Belldandy, who often mediated the conflicts between the sisters, had no choice but to stop her sister from baring her teeth and claws, and stood up to remind her:

"Okay, stop it. The Father God asked you to weave him into [Destiny], anchor his future, and enhance the divinity of destiny, but you messed it up. I'm afraid it won't end well next."

"So what? Who told him to point at my nose and scold me for being short!"

Shikoti turned her head, her puffy little face full of indignation,

"Now, even if he is willing to marry me, I won't marry him!"

"I didn't say that you should marry him, I just asked you to stay by his side and find a way to complete the fusion of divinity."

Belldandy explained helplessly, trying to comfort her sister.

Angerboda, which means "the precursor of sadness", is both the destiny of Northern Europe and the image that Shikoti wants to play.

In order to close the loop of destiny, she needs to make some small preparations and sacrifices for this.

However, Shikoti started to act like a child, shaking her head like a rattle:

"No! I don't want it! I hate that guy's face now!"

While speaking, Shikoti did not forget to hug her second sister Belldandy's arm and act like a spoiled child.

Compared to her older sister who was mature and always liked to tease her, she naturally liked this gentle, amiable and considerate second sister more.

And if there is something that cannot be solved, she will often take care of it for herself.

But the killer move that has always worked in the past did not work as expected this time.

Belldandy broke open the little sister's arms, saying that she could not help, and warned seriously:

"This matter is related to the fate of the world. If the Father God is not completed and the [Great Movement] is not played on time to wake Him up, He will be unhappy."

Hearing the word "Father God", Shikoti's little face suddenly fell. She didn't dare to act like a child again, but just muttered depressedly:

"It's the guy who doesn't want to do it. What can I do?"

Soon, Shikoti's eyes turned and her gaze moved to the plump and graceful figure with two big thunders on her head in the holy spring:

"He likes big breasts. Urd, you have the biggest breasts here, why don't you go first?! So happily decided!"

As she said, Shikoti threw the black leather ancient book in her hand into the holy pool and ran into the depths of the mist.

For a moment, Belldandi and Urd, who remained where they were, looked at each other in bewilderment.