This aura is deadly

After some time...

Snow rushes to the city.

This is the largest town in the Asgard Plains, but it is only one of the nine cities in Asgard.

A large river divides the city into upper and lower parts. The sturdy Asgardians use a huge black wooden sailboat to transport goods in the city to other cities located downstream of the river in exchange for other necessities.

Asgard has no currency. They barter with things of equal value, one sheep for another. If you don't have it, make a promise and sell your strength.

At night, the aurora in the sky is magnificent, the breeze blows outside the window, and the Cow Banner Bar in Snowrun City is full of seats. The strong Asgardian girl holding a tray filled with malt wine glasses shuttles among the crowd, placing the cups on the on the table.

They played the accordion, sang country ballads that made women blush, and played crazy tricks. In the corner of the tavern, some people were fighting poems with each other. Filthy words and sarcastic words were sprayed out of their mouths along with the beer foam. It fell on the other person's thick beard.

Although the tavern is noisy, there are also some people who like silence. They sit at the corner table, eating sliced ​​mutton and talking about recent events.

"Something happened at Jialin's wood factory, have you all heard about it?" The thick-bearded man lowered his voice and said to the others at the table.

"Four died. He walked very fast. And it is said that Jialin didn't even have time to pick up his ax. There were no signs of fighting at the scene." Some people at the same table still knew about it.

"He is a strong man. He can kill a bear with his bare hands. I don't know anyone who can do this." The man with a thick beard said.

"If you dare to glare at Jia Lin, he will gouge your eyes out!" Another person at the same table added at the right moment.

They were silent for a while, with only the sounds of chewing and drinking coming from the table.

"He, his two sons, and a helper. All four of them are strong men. They can kill them so quickly..." The man with a thick beard was speechless.

"Did the guards in the city say anything?" someone asked.

"The lord is sending people to investigate, but there is no leak. I heard what my cousin said. You must keep it a secret." The man with a thick beard whispered.

"Oh... I hope this matter can have a result. Thor is not here and Odin has left..." someone sighed.

"Are you scared?" said the thick-bearded man.

"No! If this was done by the Frost Giants or the stone bastards from the Fire Nation, of course I would fight!" the person being questioned shouted.

The joyful atmosphere in the tavern was interrupted for a moment by the sudden loud shouting, and then a burst of laughter broke out from nowhere, and the atmosphere resumed.

"Of course I didn't question you, man." The thick-bearded man raised his glass.

"You're worried, I can see it." The man also raised his cup and touched it with the thick-bearded man.

They took a sip and continued talking.

"I heard... Loki is back..." the thick-bearded man whispered.

When the people at the table heard Loki's name, the cups they brought to their lips trembled.

"Don't talk nonsense...be careful if the lord cuts off your tongue!" someone reminded in a low voice.

"A lot of strange things have happened recently, not just in Jialin's wood factory... Have you heard about it? It is said that two strange girls came to Hemu Town some time ago, asking for strange information." A man with a thick beard road.

"Girl? Are you beautiful?" someone interrupted.

"Then you have to ask the people in Hemu Town, but since they appeared, there are always people missing." The thick-bearded man showed a mysterious expression.

"Then maybe...it's really Loki's fault..." The people at the table agreed in a low voice.

At this time, there was a sound of horse hoofbeats outside the tavern. It sounded like there were quite a lot of people. The sound lingered at the door for a while and then left far away.

Nineteen shielded guards rode horses and set out from the south gate of Xuebeng City. They marched all the way down the river. They didn't even carry torches. They wore flat-topped iron helmets on their heads and carried two-handed axes and swords on their backs. Heavy weapons.

The messenger brought bad news. Strange things were happening in the small villages along the river. A farmer claimed that he saw a man with a strange complexion wearing a hood.

He came with three women and killed everyone, and no sound of fighting was heard at all. Everyone was lying on the ground, their necks were cut, and the four people disappeared. Everything seemed to happen in just an instant. .

The dead people alone were not unusual. The farmer claimed that he had definitely read the time correctly. When the mysterious man left with the women, the shadow of the big tree at the entrance of the village was already pointing in the direction of the wheat field.

When the guards rushed to the village without stopping, the entrance to the village was dark, with only the occasional crowing of chickens and dogs.

"Homier, take five of you and get off your horse with me to go in and have a look. Hastings, take five of you and guard at the entrance of the village. Everyone else, go around to the back of the village," the guard captain said.

The six men took out the axes strapped to their horses, removed the shields from their backs, tied them to their left arms, and then slowly walked inside in the formation of an infantry squad.

They had just entered the village a little bit when they saw the corpses of some villagers. The corpses of the villagers were still lying on the ground. The blood had dried and there were no signs of violence.

The captain asked others to be alert, and then he went to a corpse and took a look. It was a strong carpenter. Some tools that were going to be transported back to the workshop were scattered around him. A bloody hole was dug out of his neck. He seemed to be busy working. His own affairs, and then suddenly died.

"Shit... Over there in the village chief's house..."

Just as the captain was still checking the body, his subordinate gently patted the captain's shoulder and whispered.

The captain looked up and saw a man in a rag hooded cloak sitting on the steps in front of the village chief's house in the distance, as if waiting for someone.

"That's... No, not a survivor." The captain stood up, his intuition told him that the person in front of him was very dangerous.

The six people put their shields in front of their chests and slowly approached the man. Their steps were cautious and careful. The axes in their hands flashed the white reflection of mithril under the aurora.

"I've been waiting for a long time... I thought you would react faster."

Chen Ke sat there, his blue eyes flashing in the darkness of his hood. He was wearing a thick cloth cloak, which was found in a hunter's house. He liked this style very much. It could cover his whole body when closed.

"Where are you from? Stranger?" asked the captain.

"Ah... a very far place, farther than you can imagine. It's not as cold as Asgard there." Chen Ke replied.

"You committed evil deeds in the territory of Thunder God, the king of the Nine Realms. Tell me, what are you looking for! Why do you do this?!" the captain asked again.

"I want to ask your king for something, but I don't know the way to the palace." Chen Ke said calmly.

"Asgard doesn't have what you want, and you have done something to hurt it!" the captain said angrily.

"Your Thunder God has also hurt my world. I think we are even." Chen Ke laughed.

"The Nine Realms are all the territory of Thunder God! He has this right, but you don't! Prepare to be judged by Thor's hammer!" The captain slapped the shield with his axe and roared. He didn't want to talk to Chen Ke anymore.

"You are just like them. You are unwilling to tell me what I want to know, and the result will not be different." Chen Ke sighed.

Time stopped.