The Death Knell

Huge snowflakes were still flying in the air. In this world, everything seemed to be a few sizes too big. Su Ming had never seen palm-sized snowflakes in Contracia.

Following Laufey's huge figure, the death knell floated in the air a few centimeters above the ground. In the ridiculously empty area, he soon saw the bonfire.

There was also a huge monster head placed next to the fire. It looked a bit like a mammoth, but it was about ten times bigger. Its eyes were about the same size as the ball upstairs in the Daily Planet editorial office.

Red ice crystals, that is, blood tears, condensed on the hair near the corners of its eyes, making the tear troughs appear dark.

The frost giants are somewhat afraid of fire, and there are obviously no footprints around the fire pit, but they try to process food through flames, at least to soften the food a little.

In the past, they all ate ice, not blood. In this weather, the prey froze quickly after death, and after one bite, there was only a mixture of ice crystals of blood and meat.

The fire was very ordinary. A large pile of wood was placed in layers on the flat ground. The wind helped the fire to burn red. The tongues of fire swaying in the wind and snow licked the air higher up, and the heat wave made the snowflakes swirl. The fire was avoided, but these temperatures clearly had no effect on the ice that made up the ground.

"Wood burning?"

Su Ming walked around the fire several times, stretched out his hands to feel the heat, and rubbed his palms.

The orange-red flames made his armor look even more dazzling, and the warmth seemed to put him in a good mood, as he smiled and spoke to Laufey.

Laufei is not stupid. On the contrary, he can be said to be a smart person for being alive to this day. It's just that he has no other choice in this hellish place.

He knew what the Supreme Mage wanted to ask, and answered almost without thinking:

"Yes, the trees and vegetation in Jotunheim have cold properties and cannot even be ignited since ancient times. But recently someone taught us a new method that made it possible to burn them. I have seen other races How to use fire, what follows is a simple imitation.”

Many people who come to Jotunheim for the first time will call this place 'Ice Hell'. This is not a hell plane, because it does not involve the circulation channel of souls. That statement simply describes this place as being trapped in a hell. Cursed as ever.

This planet is so barren that even fire, the source of civilization, cannot be born.

Without goods, there would be no foundation for the birth of advanced civilization. The harsh environment would only give birth to predators and barbarians such as frost giants.

But it seems that the upgrade of the 40K universe has affected this place to some extent, giving them room for improvement...

"Can you describe to me the person you saw?" Su Ming took out a fried chicken from his pocket and heated it on the fire to let the fragrance spread further: "Who taught you to do this? What’s a good idea?”

Laufei walked towards his open-air throne, which was part of the blue glacier. He sat down slowly: "Do you want me to betray my last transaction partner? It's not impossible, but do we have to negotiate a price first?"

"Hehehe... I like a straightforward person like you, Laufei. You can also say betrayal openly, which is much better than Odin. In view of my appreciation for you, I will give you one thousand fried chicken for one price."

Su Ming laughed. He had traveled through so many worlds and seemed to be the only one who actively traded and bargained, but the Ice King seemed to be the only one.

To be able to lead such a group of shabby people to become one of Odin's biggest problems, Laufei's ability is very good, but he is a little dirty and smelly.

"Not enough, far from enough." Laufey leaned on the throne and supported his face with his fists: "I can not only describe to you what that person looks like, but I can even go one step further and tell you who that person is. Come here. For what, how? I don’t know what grudge you have with that person, but I think my information deserves more.”

Su Ming looked at the fried chicken in front of him, casually broke off a chicken drumstick and put it down for strangulation:

"1,500, no more. You have to know that this kind of secret fried chicken is also a very precious resource in the universe. Look at the crunchy texture, and then think about the taste after you eat it, hiss! Even if you Have you ever seen them enjoying such perfect food when they raided Asgard and Vanaheim thousands of years ago?"

Laufei's face was expressionless, as if his facial muscles were frozen dead flesh.

But he narrowed his eyes slightly, paying attention to the little black bean sprouts slowly pulling on the white muscle fibers that were still exuding heat.

Snowflakes fell on his shawl and legs. He remained motionless, and the only sound in the silence was the crackling of firewood.

"Give me three thousand, and I'll tell you who he is."

After a brief silence, Laufei spoke. He didn't know much about this kind of food, but as a king, he enjoyed all the good things he had snatched, and he had never eaten anything so delicious.

Looking at Deathstroke's serious expression and sincere eyes, I'm afraid fried chicken is really a high-end food resource.

"The final quotation is 2,000. If you don't agree, we will break up. Then you should consider whether your other witnesses have the willpower." Su Ming lowered his head and said quietly, and then Tear off a chicken wing for strangulation.

The Ice King's eyes showed a cold light. He looked around at all the giants under the Glacier Throne and found that those brainless guys were drooling and staring at the Supreme Mage's food. Even though they had not eaten chicken before, the air had already cooled down. The fragrance has already captured them.

There is no doubt that if Deathstroke gives up buying his own information and instead secretly bribes his own men, then I'm afraid...

"The Supreme Mage is well-deserved. He is a terrible human being. I agree. When the 2,000 fried chickens are delivered, I will tell you everything." Rather than break up, Laufei chose to let it go.

In the past, we could do the "human life for food" business with Odin, let alone betray the previous trader? What's more, Laufei is a little worried about the Supreme Mage in front of him, but he is not too afraid of the previous one.

Satisfied, Su Ming threw the remaining half of the chicken to the surrounding giants, causing a little chaos and bloodshed. He turned around and left with Daisy: "Very good, I will contact my men on the flying boat to deliver the goods. You should also take this time to prepare for the information. If I find out that you dare to lie to me, I will probably be very unhappy."

"Oh? Supreme Mage of Midgard, although I don't intend to break the agreement, I'm curious what you would do if you were angry?" Laufey still looked expressionless, not sure if he was serious or joking.

Su Ming walked out of the walled city while raising his hand and shaking it: "I will drag you a star from the main dimension, place it at the most suitable distance, roast you all to medium rare, and then feed you For my little baby..."

"Hey!" Strangler expressed his great joy at being called a little baby.