(This is a request for leave, as I need time to plan the next plot, and Chen Jing's two most important cheats also appear in this section, so I need to prepare well.)

This is a fog, dark and thick, as if it condenses all the darkness in the world, mysterious and unpredictable, and the breath of death is everywhere. Among the bones all over the mountains and fields, a black-haired little girl is holding a puppy.

"Gam Jam, are you sure the treasure is here?" Although the little girl was young, her words were quite majestic. She also had a unique look: half of her face was gentle and enthusiastic, while the other half was cold and aloof.

The puppy she named Gam was bleeding all over his body, but both the little girl and Gam turned a blind eye to this situation.

"It's here, I smell it." The dog uttered human words, but as the future king of hounds, this seemed to be a matter of course.

Suddenly, a small boat appeared on the river, floating downstream. The woman in golden armor had a particularly eerie smile.

"Who are you?" The little girl took two steps back holding the puppy. She could feel the powerful strength of the other party. Even if she couldn't feel it, she could feel it. It was as strong as her mother's.

The little girl heard from her mother that when facing someone of this level, one must be extremely careful. If the other person is one-eyed, there is no need to hesitate and one must run away quickly.

As expected, the woman was missing an eye, and her spear gave the little girl a feeling of extreme danger. Her hands and feet felt a little cold. If she started running now, she didn't know if it would be too late.

The bad woman made a "hehehe" sound, and her steps were neither fast nor slow. Just when the little girl was desperate, Gam broke free from her arms: "I'll hold her back, you run quickly."

Although their love is as strong as gold, they cannot be pretentious at this time. The little girl bit her lip, took out the horn to call her mother, and blew it hard.

The bad woman stopped and said, "Ahahaha, even if you blow your throat, no one will come to save you! I've arranged for your mother to go on a trip, ahahaha...ah."

A cold hand rested on Odin's shoulder: "What are you doing here?" Loki's smiling face came into view, and Odin shuddered: "No, you are not..."

Loki waved his fist: "You are such a stubborn guy, I have been prepared for this move of yours." Although Loki could not match the Queen of Gods in close combat, she was very skilled in beating Odin.

The familiar screams rang out again.