The Death Knell

Walking into the depths of the forest, not far away was a shallow stream. There was a unicorn licking the water with its head lowered. But before the death knell appeared, the beast sensed the dangerous atmosphere of strangulation and ran away cleverly. , like a burst of white mist.

Here, the sky above the stream was no longer covered by trees and green umbrellas. The death knell asked Loki to look up into the distance to see what was here.

Under the sunshine and rainbow, there is a majestic mountain, like a deformed spike reaching into the sky. No, the clouds are just decorations on the mountain.

Steep cliffs abound, and among the high mountains, there are many white palaces with triangular vaults, dotted in the mountains, connected with the clouds.

Trees and flowers decorate them, and various white statues depict different images of gods, posing in various elegant and dignified images, full of the beauty of the human body.

The golden chariot pulled by winged Pegasus flew through the sky. The person on the chariot was exactly like a human-shaped ball of light, flying across the sky quickly. The sound of whips and the driver's cries could also be heard in the air. laughter.

"So? Do you know where this is?" Loki tilted her head. She saw the mountains and buildings, and the residents here who like sky racing, but the key problem was that she had no corresponding information in her mind.

"That's right. This group of gods on our earth has long been extinct. Odin may know him, but you and Thor are too young." Deathstroke crossed his arms and walked towards the mountain, stepping on the footprints left by the unicorn. , like jumping a grid: "Welcome to Olympus, this is their hometown, the Olympus Sanctuary."

It feels strange for a human who has lived for less than a hundred years to say that a god who has lived for 800 years is young.

But Deathstroke has the biggest fist, so whatever he says is what he says. Loki follows suit with a low eyebrow like a little daughter-in-law:

"You are right, so can you explain to me why we are going to other people's kingdom of God? This is not Asgard, and there is no World Tree. If we are discovered by the indigenous people here... .”

If a foreign god invades someone else's kingdom, this will inevitably be the result of war.

Just like if Thor saw a dark elf in Asgard, he would definitely beat the other person's brains out of his ears and eyes.

The crazy god who was driving so fast above his head just now is probably the same type of reckless man as Thor. You can tell from his laughter that he is careless.

"There is no World Tree in Olympus, but that doesn't mean they don't have other trees." Deathstroke laughed, walked around the pond and walked into the forest. The sparse sunlight shone on his body, making him look like he was wearing camouflage: "Don't you want to try grafting? They have a nice tree here. Do you like eating apples?"

Then without waiting for Loki to answer, Deathstroke continued to tell a story about the Twelve Trials of Hercules.

The gods of Olympus like games and competition very much, especially the trick of raising chickens and fighting chickens, manipulating mortal chess pieces to play TRPG games in prepared scripts.

Watching them go through arranged sufferings, watching them win or die, the gods like to bet on warriors and turn the stories of successful people into myths as a means of promoting their faith.

However, Hercules was an exception. He was the child of Zeus and his great-granddaughter Alcmene. He was disliked by Hera, the Queen of Heaven, so he was exiled to the world as a mortal after his birth and became a tool for the gods to make fun of.

In short, it is a series of adventure stories of fighting and killing. The eleventh trial is to go to an island called Atlas and retrieve the golden apples.

The golden apple tree was a gift from the Titan Gaia to Zeus and Hera when they got married. It was originally planted on the island and guarded by the three daughters of Night God. However, after it was successfully stolen by Hercules, Zeus felt that it was not safe. So the fruit trees were moved back to Mount Olympus.

The specific situation of that tree is unclear, but in Marvel's setting, the fruit can make gods stronger and stronger.

The MCU has Asgard, and 10005 has Olympus. Together, they come together to form Marvel's new God system...

So at this point in time, it shouldn't be a big problem for Deathstroke to take away the golden apple tree. Anyway, after the world merges, there will be an internal restart, and the missing things will be replenished by the consciousness of the universe.

If you don't take it, it's free. Even if 80% of ordinary people will suffer from indigestion after eating Golden Apples, and I and Strangler don't like vegetarian food, Gin and Diana can always eat it, right?

The death knell has a root of the world tree in his hand, which was dug into a sliding-lid coffin and carved with a picture of blossoming flowers and wealth.

Cut down the apple tree here, graft the two, and plant it in 40K Asgard, where it will grow together with the current tree root that uses corpses as fertilizer, and let Loki and Thor water it. Fertilize.

In the future, if it bears fruit, it will be nine to one between itself and Asgard, and Deathstroke will only need nine points. It is so generous.

After all, the information belongs to Deathstroke, and it must be Deathstroke to cut down trees. He also uses his tools for multi-dimensional travel. Being able to leave 10% for the Immortal Palace is already in Gin's favor.

Although Gin always said that she had nothing to do with Asgard, after all, it was also her past home. She didn't dare to see the specific tragedy of falling from Asgard to the earth, so we knew that she was not telling the truth.

If she really hated Asgard as much as she said, she would normally go to the grave every day and dance. She just dares to love and hate.

After telling the story of the golden apple, Loki nodded repeatedly. She probably understood:

"I remembered that there used to be a few golden apples in the Immortal Palace. My father said they were given to him by others, but he didn't say who gave them to him. It turns out there is such a story."

"The situation in different parallel universes is different. The story I told is just a myth and may not necessarily conform to this reality."

Deathstroke smiled, and his appearance began to change as he walked around, turning into a bald Greek, and wearing white sheets that exposed his shoulders:

"But the difference in the stories doesn't matter. We just need to ask if there are trees, sneak in, cut down the trees, and evacuate. In the current situation of diverse integration, the indigenous people cannot take care of us."

When she heard that she was going to do such a bad thing as stealing, Loki, who was already evil-minded, also laughed. She turned into a blonde beauty wearing a white sheet. This was the effect of the illusion:

"Hehe, although according to Asgard's rules, we should break down their mountain gate openly, and then snatch away the fruit trees in full view of the public, making them kneel down in front of us willingly, and use the blood of the resisters. To water the ice and snow... However, if stealing is not discovered, it will not damage the glory. I also do it for Asgard."

The two of them came to the foot of Mount Olympus chatting and laughing. The key to being a spy is to be relaxed. The more relaxed you are, the less likely anyone will notice anything is wrong.

There is a huge hidden danger in Olympus. Zeus likes to mess around too much. He seems to be able to mess with gods, humans, animals, goblins, and anything with holes.

The upper beam is not straight and the lower beam is crooked. There are a lot of illegitimate children of Zeus. Many other gods have imitated the same pattern. Goblins and water fairies are even more promiscuous by nature. This has created a large number of miscellaneous gods who have neither priesthood nor divine power. Just eat and drink for free in Olympus, waiting to have sex with strong men.

Strangers appear here, and the gods can't tell whose child it is.

This was the right time and place. The two people wearing white sheets walked into the sanctuary among the crowd, stepped on the beautiful white stone steps, and headed towards their destination.