Shadow of the Beautiful World

The serpent's miserable encounter is praiseless, not to mention. In the starry sky far away from the earth, Thor and his companions are trekking through the ice and snow.

Although Thor's own strength did not recover, he was still escorted to Jotunheim all the way under the **** of Schiff and Heimdall.

This place was despised by the Asgards.

This is the world of the Frost Giants, although during the Battle of the Ten Realms, the main army of the Frost Giants, led by the evil spirit Skarti, who invaded the Divine Realm, was once overwhelmed, and once the Frost Giants fell into a genocide.

But with the passage of time, this tough race finally recovered some vitality.

The savage frost giants are not born. After the cold wind of Yodenheim blows through the snowy mountains, new frost giants will appear in the snow.

In the past few years since the Battle of the Ten Realms, the Frost Giants have also tens of thousands of people from the verge of declining the country and declining the species.

Of course, this is too far away from the scale of the nearly ten million warriors when they were in their heyday, and most of the frost giants who hated Asgard’s rule have died in Asgard’s collapse, and only a small part fled back. Hometown.

In other words, even if these new frost giants form a new civilization in the future, it has nothing to do with the frost giant civilization of the previous era.

For Asgardians, these new guys can't talk about hatred.

Of course, there is still disgust.

"Oh!"

Thor and his entourage headed deep into the world of Yodenheim. On the way, they encountered several small tribes of frost giants. The primitive giants waved rough ice mallets and roared loudly towards this strange traveler.

On the icy and snowy ridges, they waved their weapons, like driving wild beasts, setting off a tumult of cold wind, but it was only a roar from a distance, not too dare to approach.

Thor riding on a goat did not provoke these primitive frost giants.

He, Schiff, and Heimdall just avoided these migrating creatures far away.

Their time is pressing, and they cannot be wasted fighting these giants.

"The Frost Giant is hopeless."

The crystal-clear snowflakes hovered beside Schiff under the blow of the cold wind. The fully armed female general pulled the horse rein and looked back at the small tribe that was no longer visible in the wind and snow.

She said to Thor around:

"It will take at least thousands of years before it is possible to return to its previous scale. In the future Asgarde territory, there will no longer be wars from Yodenheim. I think that the God Territory that you rule will be An era of peace."

"I'm not so optimistic."

Thor shook his head, and he did not focus on the scattered frost giants.

He drove the teether and flew with the two friends on the cold and gloomy sky. He quickly crossed the endless ice field, facing the more violent snow and the mountains near the source of the world.

And the deeper it is in the world of Jodenheim, the worse the climate.

The extreme deep cold didn't affect Schiff and Heimdall, but an extremely cold ice flow came like a wind, and Thor couldn't help but tighten the big fluff on his tight body.

His hair has been joined together, and there is white frost on his eyebrows, and his cheeks are hurt by the cold wind, and there are even traces of low temperature frostbite.

He was shaking, every inch of skin was shaking.

After all, he is no longer the fearless Thor.

And compared to the torture suffered on the body, the pressure on the mind also prevented Thor from smiling.

In a critical situation, he took the burden of the king from his father and embarked on this unknown and urgent journey. This fast-changing form is like a mountain in his heart, which makes Thor a little breathless.

He is about to kill his father and destroy Asgard's legacy of the serpent. He may return to Earth at any time. Thor does not know Merlin's plan. In his view, asgarde's current situation cannot resist the attack of the serpent.

If he could not be blessed by the power of the world tree before the destruction came, then he would not only lose his parents, but also watch his country and people extinct in fearful disasters.

There is an unspeakable sense of urgency pushing Thor. He must find the legendary fountain of wisdom in the shortest time.

"Just ahead."

Heimdall, wearing a full suit of armor, raised his head, and the roaring cold wind could not block the goalkeeper's amber eyes.

All the secrets were seen through, he raised his finger and pointed to the mountains that towered into the clouds in front of his eyes.

He said to Thor and Schiff:

"The second and several roots of the tree of the world are in this mountain range. The ancestral giant Mimir of the Giants and the fountain of wisdom guarded by it are also in the valley. Soon, Thor, hold on."

Heimdall clearly noticed Thor's embarrassment at this time, the natural environment here is too bad.

For an Asgard who has lost his personality, this is a place of death.

Those frost giants who were born in the cold wave did not dare to come here. In their wild legends, this mountain represents death.

"Go!"

Thor sighed toward his trembling, almost unconscious hands, but the moment he opened his mouth, a cold wind poured into his mouth, making Thor's teeth feel frozen and cracked.

He grabbed the water sac around his waist and poured a sip of liquor into his mouth, which gave the frozen body a hint of warmth.

He took a strong spirit and moved towards the mountains in front of him.

Ten minutes later, they reached the ridge, where the temperature dropped again, and even the king of the beasts who lived in the **** realm like the teether could not withstand the terrible cold wind.

The tough and loyal goat wailed. It carried Thor with great effort and trudged through the snow, but its mane was already covered with frozen snowflakes.

"We have to walk."

In the roaring cold wind, Heimdall shouted to Thor:

"Let the animals stay here, they can't go the next way."

The gatekeeper's voice loomed in the cold wind, but Thor heard him, and he jumped off the goat's saddle and patted the goat's frozen neck.

Take off the reins of the teether and pat on the goat's butt.

The gnasher made a hissing noise. It hung Thor with his head. This beast accompanied Thor for nearly a thousand years, and he stubbornly wanted to accompany his master to the end.

But Thor shook his head at it and reached out and patted his head.

In the goat's unbearable hiss, Thor carried a gray eternal spear, grabbed a black battle axe, stepped in the waist-deep snow in the biting cold wind, followed by Schiff and Heim Dahl moved towards the higher mountains.

But during Thor's arduous journey, some three Asgards were maliciously targeted.

"Roar"

Just as they passed the narrow and dangerous mountain road and entered the platform leading to the interior of the mountain, a roar of the wild beast came from the roaring cold wind.

Heimdall immediately drew his epee and protected him in front of Thor, and Schiff also pulled out his war sword. In front of them, a group of tall, armoured thugs roared and threw them from their hiding place.

The head of the hand is holding a red rock glove, tall and gritty, with a gray mane dancing in the wind, looking like an enlarged version of the orangutan.

A group of wild trolls!

"Look who this is!"

The guy was not afraid of the cold wind, so he stood in front of the three Asgards so carelessly.

Its dog legs roared with excitement and brutality, trapping three people by the cliff platform.

"Tor! Ah, the great Thor, your presence makes this ghost place flourish. Should we exiles kneel down and ask you for mercy forgiveness here?"

The guy walked step by step toward the Asgard, and as he got closer, Thor also saw the face of the guy.

"Uric!"

Thor exclaimed.

In front of me, this is really the leader of the gangsters who led the trolls to follow Scati invading the Divine Realm in the battle of the Ten Realms. This guy is well-known throughout the Nine Realms.

Its brute force, brutality, and cunningness allowed it to escape from Odin and Thor several times.

It has been Thor's old opponent for more than a thousand years.

Everyone thought that Uric and its trolls had died in Asgard's collapse.

But no one thought that this cunning guy could escape from birth, and hid in the horns of Jodenheim, which nobody paid attention to.

"Crazy!"

Heimdall glowed with golden light. He stepped forward and the brave general roared in the cold wind:

"Retreat!"

But Urik didn't look at the war-heeled Heimdall, he was staring at Thor, and there was a touch of hatred in the beast's eyes, it said:

"The old ghost of Odin ruined the Nine Realms, but he still tried to make his weak son succeed to the throne. It's ridiculous!"

"I'm entrusted to wait here, I thought those big guys just opened me up..."

Speaking of which, there was a grin on the troll's face, and he said proudly:

"But who would have thought that the noble identity of Thor actually took the initiative to come to the door. Today, I will kill Odin's last son here, so that the great **** king will be completely heir!"

"You turned to the serpent?"

Thor immediately understood the reason why Ukulele was here. He clenched Zhan Biao and gritted his teeth and said:

"Do you really believe what the fearful evil **** promised to you? Are you crazy?"

"Don't say so badly."

Uric shrugged, and the troll directed his subordinates to attack the cliff in front of him from both sides.

Heimdall and Schiff fight those trolls in this narrow and dangerous place, but those brutal and thick-skinned guys do not want to defeat them at all.

They just want to entangle these two fierce Asgards, and give their boss a chance to kill Thor.

"I only have a cooperative relationship with Big Snake, and I can't talk about trusting, and what it promises to me is close."

Uric buckled his heavy rock glove and rushed into the sky like an orangutan, hitting Thor in a brute force, splashing the icy sky.

With just one punch, the barbaric troll knocked down the battle axe in Thor's hand and smashed Thor onto the cold ground.

It looked condescendingly at Thor who was struggling. The bruised face was full of cruelty. He pumped his ugly nostrils and said to Thor:

"Hah, Thor without a hammer is like a poisonous snake without fangs, but a bug that can be crushed to death. It is really disappointing. How many times have you hit me with that **** hammer? I was interrupted by you How many times have you been boned?"

"Ah, I miss that feeling a little now..."

The troll grinned, and behind it, Heimdall and Schiff roared away from the trolls, trying to stop Urik's slaughter.

There are too many trolls.

The **** climate here will limit the Asgard's fighting power, but the trolls can fight indiscriminately.

They were stopped and could only watch Uric grab Thor from the ground and walk towards the cliff.

"puff"

Thor shouted, and stabbed the gray eternal spear in his hand. The sharp war spear pierced Uric's mane like a viper, leaving him a scar of visible bone.

"what"

The monster screamed and punched Thor in the right hand holding Thor's spear. The war spear hit the ground, together with the torn apart, and Thor's right arm.

Between the surging of blood, the ripped arm hit the cold ground, the fingers were still twitching nervously, and the pain swept into Thor's mind, making the Asgards crazy.

A blue electric arc was beating in Thor's eyes, accompanied by the pain of the torn arm, and the heart was rushing together, and Thor's will to never give up.

On his left hand, the light of Lun Rune was beating.

He looked at the grinning monster in front of him, and this guy was ambushed here by the trend of the serpent.

The serpent was also the heir to the throne. As well as Odin, he knew where the wisdom spring was. The cunning guy counted Odin's actions and made arrangements in advance.

Thor fell into a trap.

He was about to fail, and was even dying. From this height, he fell into the dead ice valley of Haydenheim, and now it is impossible for Thor to survive.

But is it necessary to admit defeat?

Should we accept the reality of defeat in this way?

In severe pain, he looked at Uric, who strangled his neck and tried to throw him off the cliff.

Once upon a time, he could easily tear the ground and destroy these idiots.

As long as he had the warhammer in his hand.

Those days will eventually return.

Thor shouted, using his last power to smash Lun's halo in his hand towards Urik. Between the rays of light, Urik was like blind eyes scorched by the sun. He covered his eyes and kept receding.

Thor was thrown on the ground by the cliff. He endured the pain of his broken arm and grabbed the gray eternal spear, just like the most brave warrior.

In a low growl, the war spear from his father was accurately pierced into the heart of the barbarian troll.

Blood.

The smelly and hot blood was everywhere.

"never give up!"

Thor gritted his teeth, and the voice seemed to be shouting from every bone in him.

He roared like a barbarian from Viking, piercing the weapon deeper in his hand.

"I will race with Meteor and control the Thunder as before! I will become Thor again!"

The broken arm prince roared in the cold wind.

"The gods help me!!!"

"puff"

The war spear was pierced again, spurting out of Urik's back with blood, making the troll feel a deadly crisis.

Regardless of stepping on the ground, between the landslides and cracks, a small half of the cliff fell towards the bottom of the mountain.

"Do not!"

One-armed Thor held his arms and crashed into the cold abyss with the collapsed rock. He struggled, trying to fly into the sky like he used to, but he couldn't.

He could feel the ground pulling, and he was falling faster and faster.

He can only hold his arms tight to meet the end of his life.

He could no longer reach the fountain of wisdom.

He once again disappointed his parents and the people again.

Uric, who was pierced by his heart, also fell with him. The monster's heart was pierced by Gungnier. It can no longer ravage the stars as before.

"Finally killed one..."

Thor closed his eyes in despair.

He just gave up the struggle and let the earth pull him to death.

today.

The son of Odin died here.

"Sorry...father."

"Sorry...Jane...my lover..."

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