Marvel Book of Magical Events

The Winter of Finbul has arrived, and even Asgard has been affected.

Villages outside the city walls that are not protected by the power of the Asgardian gods are constantly attacked by large numbers of wild beasts, and unprecedented infectious diseases and insect pests are spreading in the fields. The Golden Palace sent Thor, the God of Thunder, to lead a scientific research team to the countryside to collect samples, hunt down the beasts hidden in the mountains, and escort the infected crop samples back to the city walls for research and analysis. This has been a common practice for many years. Under normal circumstances, there will not be too many problems. Relying on the abilities of the Frigga maids in the Golden Palace, most crop infectious diseases in the universe can be solved by developing targeted drugs, releasing antagonistic viruses, or Technological and witchcraft methods such as genetic modification have been solved, and disasters that are difficult for ordinary people to fight can also allow Thor to demonstrate his force.

However, this time, Thor, the god of thunder, met the largest wild boar he had ever encountered in his life. ,

It was a terrifying beast. It was very old, so old that its fur faded into grayish-white, short hair mixed with dry mud. The brown fur common to ordinary wild boars on its tall back did not appear on this beast, but instead appeared on it. The sunlight overflows with a golden color similar to sunlight. But the golden color was fleeting, and Thor, God of Thunder, could only see dirty gray-white fur, the wild boar's terrifying curled-up tusks that were all yellow, and bone spurs that were as tall as a man and as sharp as a sickle with a rotten black color. The beast's foul breath can blow from one end of the field to the other, blowing mud, ears of wheat, and insects into the sky like a strong wind in the lowlands.

"Gullinbursti?"

Thor tentatively called out a name, because he saw the wild boar's fur briefly glowing golden in the sun, and next to the huge hooves, the entire field of mature winter wheat was stained with terrible black spots and rot. Thor's cry received no response. The giant beast's eyes were covered with a layer of white mist, and its rash-covered ears were filled with flies and maggots. He was not sure whether the wild boar belonged to Frey, the god of fertility. Even if the wild boar was Gullinbursti, he had to defeat the sick beast and prevent the spread of food-destroying diseases.

After he dragged the dead beast back to the city walls, poems praising Thor were once again circulated in the tavern. But this time Thor was not interested in going to the tavern to listen to the bards bragging about his achievements, and to listen to those who had never seen a battle scene bragging about how they defeated "wild boars as high as mountains" and "destroyed rivers and mountains." He thought he needed to confirm whether the wild boar was Frey's Gulimbosty.

Thor knew that his relationship with Frey was not close, but if Asgard lost Frey, it would mean that Asgard's crop production would be severely hit, and its reliance on colonies outside the Nine Realms would be severe. will increase, and the colonial rebellion caused by the forced expropriation of grain will become more severe. The relationship between this was clearly explained to him by the wise men in the court, otherwise he would never have been able to understand such a complicated relationship in his life. Thinking that he now needs wisdom from his father, he must seek help from others.

He first went to see Sif, but received the news that Sif was seriously ill. One of Frigga's maids, the goddess El who was in charge of the medical hospital, was also helpless about Sif's condition. Then he went to see Frigga's other maid, Val, who was known as smart. This goddess is wise and observant, and it is said that nothing escapes her eyes. After the goddess Val saw the wild boar he hunted, she found Frigga's other maid, Helene. The name of this maid means "Guardian", and she will protect those whom Frigga wants to protect. Similarly, some people call people who receive warnings before disaster strikes "Heline".

"Go to the Fountain of Urd to find the three Norn goddesses. Even your father will listen to their advice." After observing the corpse of the sick beast, the goddess Val gave her own answer, "The Fountain of Urd The youngest poem Cordy next to it will tell you the answer. You have to be careful about her, she controls the future and it is very bad. The threads of fate spun by the three Norn goddesses following Wyrd (destiny in Germanic mythology) are always torn by her. Shattered, because the future is not static and may even contradict itself, so you must be careful to discern the answers she gives you."

The three Norn goddesses have repeatedly warned that the winter of Finbul has arrived, but the three crazy prophets have been telling this warning for more than a thousand years, and no one will pay attention to the warnings they gave. Thor came to the place where the World Tree was deeply rooted, with a face full of embarrassment, because in the past he was one of the people who loudly promoted the alarmism of the three goddesses Norn. Just as Goddess Val said, Shikodi did not welcome his arrival. "I've already told you, the winter of Finbul has arrived, and Ragnarok is approaching." She did not look at Thor, but stared into the void. The starlight reflected from the Fountain of Urd illuminated her veil, and pieces of thread filled with runes of fate were scattered at her feet. "I told you, son of Odin."

"Your father did not listen to our advice." Verdandi, who looks mature and very feminine, said. What she sees is now. "So you came to us."

"Because you have been deceived again." The aging Urd shook his head, "You are always deceived, son of Odin."

"What should I do?" Sol asked.

"Go into the spring." Shikodi spoke again. Her voice was as ethereal as ever, as if she wasn't talking to Thor but some ghost lost in time. "The dead will tell you all the secrets." Shikodi, "You have soaked in the Fountain of Urd, and the spring water will allow you to meet the unexpected dead."

"The order of her words did not follow the time." Verdandi looked at Thor, "But what she said is not wrong. You need to soak in the spring water."

The halberd's blade accurately cut open the giant creature's throat, and blood as dark as crude oil spilled out.

Hammurabi firmly grasped the monster's skull with one hand, and grasped the front end of the garrison spear handle with the other hand, using this exclusive weapon as a machete. He did not activate the decomposition field, but relied on the single-molecule metal blade to slash repeatedly until the thick spine split open, and bone residue and blood flew everywhere. It wasn't until he tore off the body of the still howling weird head that he turned his weapon to target another troll behind him, then pulled the trigger and fired a cannonball.

Trolls, or trolls, are stupid-looking creatures.

They are huge in size, have thick limbs, and their brain capacity is completely insufficient to support them in advanced thinking activities. Even so, they still have cunning and instincts that are inconsistent with their appearance. Trolls have five fingers similar to humans, but their claws and teeth are very sharp and can easily tear open the skin of animals and break thick bones. They are keen to hunt at night and stay in caves to avoid the sun during the day. However, as the sunshine in Scandinavia gradually decreases, these trolls have a long period of activity without worrying about being exposed to the sun. become stiff.

There were some trolls living on the earth in the past, but as time passed, the troll race had long been extinct in the dust of time, leaving only the scaly claws in Viking legends. Now these trolls are coming in droves through another passage in the dimensional gap, hungry for anything to eat, as if something is chasing them.

This creature, which is close to the height of the Royal Guards, has extremely tenacious vitality. Even the Royal Guards suffered a little loss when they first faced them. Even Amon's shirt was corroded by the foul-smelling acidic saliva spat out by a troll. Make a big hole. But fortunately, the power provided by the power armor and biological alchemy far exceeded the force that the troll's abominable body could provide. The Imperial Guards quickly adjusted their posture and began to slaughter the trolls who entered the planet. Explosive bombs are still too powerful for this kind of creature. High-density muscles and bones do not make trolls immune to these armored warheads that can explode metal armor. Their flesh and blood still appear extremely fragile when the warheads explode, just like being attacked by them. Hunted wild deer and brown bears like that.

Although the main function of the Praetorian Guards is not combat, powerful force is an indispensable ability for them to achieve their goals. If they wanted to, no one on the planet could surpass them in the art of killing. There were no extraneous movements in their battles. "Precision" and "efficiency" are the best adjectives to describe their fighting style - only half an hour later, the Imperial Guards and the Emperor who had just slaughtered a small tribe of trolls were By following the strange shallow footprints in the snow, he followed the map and arrived at the reality passage that Odin said led to Nilfheim and Midgard.

More than once, the emperor and the imperial guards found the bones of wild animals that had been chewed to pieces in the snow, with their internal organs, fur and flesh all missing. By counting the skeletons and the Emperor's estimate of the species' minimum food intake, Amon estimated the number of trolls that came to Earth. Now it was time to verify the calculation results. This cave could fully accommodate them. Although they had not yet entered the cave entrance, everyone could smell the stench of the troll. The emperor and the Imperial Guard even saw the giant. The demon made a blanket of animal fur, and the fat under the fur had not even been shaved off. Maybe that's why trolls' skin is always so oily.

Without knowing the intensity of the battle they were about to face, the Imperial Guards planned to resolve their inner doubts first.

"My lord, should superstitions such as the Finbul Winter, which only exist in myths, also be taken into account?" Hammurabi asked, "The cause of the current extreme climate is entirely due to Scandinavia. It is caused by volcanic ash blocking the sunlight, and it is an unfounded inference to link it with the end of the Asgardians."

"Finbulwinter is a general term for doomsday phenomena. On different planets, Finbulwinter has different manifestations."

The emperor seemed pleased that Hammurabi could raise his objections, and he remained patient enough to answer the praetorian's questions. He pointed to the clouds and mist accumulating on the distant mountain peaks. "According to our measurements, the solid content of that cloud layer is much higher than normal, which indicates that the cloud layer contains a lot of volcanic ash. Just melt the snow under our feet and you can also see many solid particles. This is the Quetzalcoatl belt. impact.”

Amon was puzzled by this.

"The extreme climate caused by volcanic ash blocking the sun is a ritual, because the cold and hunger experienced by the souls passed by this disaster will become the prelude to Ragnarok. In the world of outer dimensions, all actions and phenomena have meaning, as long as someone believes Then the ritual can become real. The prophecies of Fimbulwinter and Ragnarok have been circulating since the founding of Asgard, remember how I described this phenomenon in my book The Self-Fulfilling Prophecy? We certainly We will not be limited to self-fulfilling prophecies in psychology, but we must broaden our horizons and look further, studying the phenomenon of self-fulfilling prophecies in groups and even societies.”

The Emperor was efficient in his killing, but he still maintained a nonchalant attitude, impaling the trolls that tried to attack him with his golden spear. The fat belly was cut open like parchment, and the foul-smelling internal organs were smashed on the cold rocks. The female troll fell down wailing, trying to use her last strength to bite the emperor's boots with her yellowed fangs. However, before it could do so, Amon crushed its jaw and crushed the troll cub on its back that tried to jump off and escape.

These trolls who came to the earth were trapped in the cave by Odin's killing - although the father of the gods was old and frail, his spells became more powerful. An ordinary ax paired with runes can cut through the slimy and thick skin of the troll and break through the thick bones. Although those monsters don't know who killed them, Odin's bloodthirsty is still a great shock. He killed them, so the emperor thought that Odin had other plans. The old guy didn't need help at all. These monsters were the prey. It can even be said that these trolls are not the point. Odin does not care whether these trolls will attack nearby human settlements. He just wants to guide the emperor into that passage.

The Emperor thought he had seen through Odin's trick, and he wasn't going to just stupidly walk in and be fooled. As Ragnarok approaches, Odin, who used to want to decorate himself with honors and titles, will inevitably lower his hypocritical bottom line. The father of the gods himself is a cruel, bloodthirsty, and cunning ruler. There may have been a whim of concern for the future Lord of Karma Taj and Lord of Mankind, especially when so many gifts were given.

"The Twilight of the Gods in Asgard will be your next topic. This topic in the Obsidian Tower will be on your desk as a frequent visitor. We will explore the success and failure of the Aesir Protoss to avoid us in guiding The human race has reached the same end." The emperor looked at Hammurabi, "Asgard has made many decisions for us, and they have also paid the price for mankind. We only need to learn lessons and let We will get through this most difficult time.”

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