Chapter 511: How many giants did Loki defeat?

The city of Ertgar.

The frost-white city wall is made of boulders and ice and snow, and is nearly a thousand meters high, reaching into the clouds. The hundred-meter-high city gate is polished from the entire mountain, making it look rough and heavy.

Two giants with frost-blue skin were standing guard in front of the city gate, with their upper bodies naked and aprons made of coarse cloth and animal skins tied around their waists. They were holding spears as thick as telephone poles in their hands.

Because this boring job was too difficult to endure, the two frost giants couldn't help but chat for a while to boost their tired spirits.

"Hey, man, I heard that a chief god of Asgard came to the city a few days ago and caused quite a stir."

"Yes, it seems his name is Thor. He is not big but he is very arrogant. He said that he alone can easily wipe out our giant country and told the newly appointed King Laufey to be sensible and take people to Asgard to kneel down and show his loyalty as soon as possible, otherwise he will have to lead the army to fight and kill us all."

"This kid is too arrogant, can you tolerate it?"

"Of course not! Our hundreds of brothers who were guarding the gate at the time were so angry that they wanted to teach this kid a lesson. But he was indeed a bit arrogant. Our hundreds of brothers couldn't beat him even if they attacked him together. They were all beaten and flew out. Now they are still lying at home."

The older frost giant pointed to the new stone door behind him and spoke in a low voice,

"See? It's a new one. The old one was smashed into powder by that kid with a hammer. Then he fought all the way to the palace and stopped only when he collided with His Majesty Laofei. If not for the kid who injured so many people, he wouldn't have sent only the two of us to guard the gate."

The younger frost giants listened and were amazed:

"So what happened in the end? Who won?"

The older frost giant rolled his eyes at the younger frost giant, his eyes full of disdain:

"Is there any need to ask? Of course our Majesty Laofei won. If he lost, the city would be in turmoil because of that kid. How could it be so quiet like it is now?"

"Oh, you are right."

The young frost giant touched the back of his head and suddenly realized.

Seeing the young Frost Giant's silly look, the old Frost Giant couldn't help but shake his head and sigh.

Ever since the wise giant Mimir defected and took away the source of the fountain of wisdom, the IQ of the newly born frost giants has been declining with each generation. Who would have thought that before the birth of the nine kingdoms, they, the giants, were the rulers of the world?

However, the defector did not have a good end. It was said that he believed the lies of old man Odin and was chopped off by the Vanir. Now only his head is left, which is kept in Asgard and serves as Odin's living database.

Thinking of this, the old frost giant felt relieved.

Traitors are more hateful than enemies at all times and in all places.

"How's that guy named Thor now?" the young frost giant asked curiously again.

The old frost giant came to his senses and answered patiently:

"I heard that His Majesty Laofei imprisoned him in an ice prison under the palace."

"Why not kill him?"

The old frost giant glanced at the young and energetic face and replied unhappily:

"He has injured so many of our brothers. Do you think we don't want to? But he is Odin's son, the main god of Asgard. Killing him is equivalent to an all-out war with Asgard. We, the Frost Giants, cannot stop the army of Asgard alone."

Hearing this, the young frost giant asked in confusion:

"Aren't there still fire giants, mountain giants, and storm giants? Are we afraid of Asgard with so many people?"

The giant clan has a relatively large system, widely distributed in three areas: the Giant Kingdom, the Fire Kingdom and the Mist Kingdom.

First is the Giant Country. As the main settlement of the giants, the composition of the giants is quite complex. The Frost Giants are the most powerful and have the largest population, followed by the Mountain Giants. Both sides constitute the main body of the Giant Country, which has a relatively complete social system and civilization heritage. There are also a small number of Storm Giants wandering or scattered in the wilderness, with little presence.

The second is the Fire Nation. There are a large number of fire giants living here, but because the fire giant king Surtur was sealed, the treasure [Eternal Fire] is missing, and the strength is slightly weaker than that of the Giant Nation.

Finally, there is the Land of Mist. As a no-man's land with the worst environment and the most primitive ecology, it is home to undead, monsters, dragons, and giants, and can barely be considered the territory of the giants.

If a full-scale war really breaks out, the giants, who have three kingdoms and four major races, may not be afraid of the alliance of the two major gods, the Aesir and the Vanir.

Seeing the young frost giant's indignation, the old frost giant could only say:

"If it's just a fight over territory, the mountain giants and fire giants would probably send troops to help, and the storm giants could also unite. But if we want to fight to the death with Asgard just because we killed Thor, they may not be willing to get involved.

Especially the mountain giant king Shaki. He has not come here once since His Majesty Laufey took over. He even built a new castle in Thrymheim (the noisy place), which clearly shows that he is not convinced by His Majesty Laufey's ascension to the throne. If we fight with Asgard, I am afraid that the first person we should guard against is not the Asgardians, but His Majesty the mountain giant king. It is hard to say whether he will take advantage of the opportunity to add insult to injury. "

The young frost giant seemed to understand what was said, but his stupid brain could not handle such complicated interests and trade-offs for a while, so he could only shake his head in frustration and said:

"How come the giants have learned to scheme against each other like the gods? If we unite, we can regain control of the world."

"I don't think so."

The old frost giant shook his head and replied faintly,

"Hundreds of years ago, the Frost Giants, Mountain Giants, and Fire Giants took advantage of the God War between the Aesir and the Vanir to jointly attack Midgard, hoping to take back the power of the world. However, they ended up in a miserable defeat, and even the Fire Giant King Surtur was sealed away."

"How could this happen?" the young frost giant was shocked.

"Because of one person."

As the old memory surged in his mind, the old frost giant's eyes showed a trace of fear, and he murmured,

"His name is Loki, the god of fire and trickery, and also Odin's blood brother. It was because of him that the combined forces of the three tribes of frost giants, mountain giants, and fire giants failed to break through Midgard and march into Asgard."

"Hiss, the legendary giant killer?"

When the young frost giant heard the name, he couldn't help but gasp in response.

Although he had never met the God of Fire Loki because he was born late, he had heard horror stories about this evil god since he was a child.

Legend has it that this giant killer is more vicious and greedy than the black dragon king Nidhogg. He eats 300 frost giants, 300 fire giants and 300 mountain giants every day. When he is in a bad mood, he will even have an extra giant king as a snack...

"I heard that he came back recently. He went to the Dwarf Kingdom some time ago, killed thousands of dragons, harmed the prince and princess of the Dwarf King, and broke the legs of Bragi, the god of poetry."

Hearing the old frost giant's sinister answer, the young frost giant couldn't help but shudder.

"Who? Come out!"

The old frost giant who was chatting suddenly roared, raised the spear in his hand, and aimed it at two short figures who had walked out of the wasteland at some point.

The young frost giant next to him was startled and hurriedly raised his spear, turning the ice and snow into armor and wrapping himself tightly.

"Don't be nervous, we have no ill intentions. I heard that His Majesty Laofei took office recently, so I came to visit today. If it's convenient, please pass on the message."

The gentle voice seemed to have a soothing power.

The young frost giant nodded subconsciously and was about to return to the city, but was held down by the old frost giant.

Shameful thing...

The old frost giant first looked down in his heart on the newcomer who had completely lost his own opinion due to excessive stress, and then he showed the calmness and dignity of a veteran, looking down at the two visitors who walked to the city gate, ready to ask about their identities before deciding how to deal with the matter.

However, when his eyes fell on the face of the male visitor among the two, the old frost giant's pupils contracted sharply and his facial muscles twitched uncontrollably.

After a moment, he patted the young frost giant's shoulder solemnly, and a stiff smile appeared on his old face:

"Keep an eye on them. I'll take care of the communication."

After saying this, without waiting for the young frost giant to react, he rushed towards the palace like an arrow, a speed rarely seen in the young frost giant's life.

As the figure quickly disappeared from his sight, the young frost giant scratched his head in confusion, then looked at the couple in front of him in confusion:

"You are human?"

"Yes, from the atrium."

Lorne smiled and nodded, admitting it naturally.

Both himself and Brunhilde have some human blood and grew up in the human world. It is natural for them to be considered as members of the human race.

After confirming the race of the visitors, the young frost giant breathed a sigh of relief, straightened his back a little, and commented on the two people:

"You are quite capable to have survived the blizzard and strong winds of Jotunheim and come to Utgard alive."

Loen smiled noncommittally, and gradually found out Thor's situation by asking about the latest situation in the city of Utgar.

——Sure enough, my nephew had a car accident...

Loen was not surprised to learn the result.

The giants are the oldest race in the Nordic Age of Gods, and once the world's hegemon. Although they have been weakened in many versions and their strength is not as good as before, a lean camel is still bigger than a horse. There are still many masters in the giants who can compete with the Aesir.

Even Odin in his prime had to think carefully if he wanted to wipe out the giants, not to mention Thor whose strength is far from reaching its peak now.

However, it's okay to flip over.

This kid just got a little bit of ability, and he dared to break into the giant country alone, threatening to wipe out the frost giants. He is so arrogant. Let him suffer a little, temper his temper, and he will cause less trouble in the future.

Just as Loen was thinking to himself, the clanging sound of armor plates rubbing against each other came like waves.

Thousands of frost giants wearing frost armor and holding giant axes, wooden staffs, spears, bows and arrows crossed the deserted streets and rushed to the city gate. They set up shields, drew longbows, and constructed spells, looking as if they were facing a formidable enemy.

The one who led the way for them was the old frost giant who had just gone to deliver the message.

"What is this for?" The young frost giant was confused when he saw such a scene.

But the old frost giant ignored the young man, walked straight out of the city gate, swallowed his saliva, bowed and said:

"His Majesty Laofei invites you to meet at the palace."

Lorne smiled and nodded, and under the guidance of the old frost giant, he and Brunhilde walked towards the palace together.

As the three figures walked away, the surrounding frost giant soldiers, who were facing a formidable enemy, breathed a sigh of relief and lowered their guard with lingering fear.

Seeing this, the young frost giant couldn't help but wonder:

"Who are these two that make you so nervous?"

The leading frost giant wiped the sweat from his forehead and said quietly:

"I don't know about the woman, but the man seems to be called... Loki."

The young frost giant's body stiffened and beads of sweat appeared on his forehead. A gust of cold wind blew past, and his entire back felt chilly.

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At this time, Lorne and Brunhilde had arrived at the palace under the leadership of the old frost giant.

It is called a palace, but it is more like a semi-open-air sacrificial site.

The open circular arena was used for duels, sacrifices, and the cutting up of prey. The surrounding area was littered with dried blood clots and the bones of prey, exuding a primitive and barbaric atmosphere.

After walking up a hundred steps and entering a towering ice crystal palace, the newly appointed Frost Giant King, Laofey, sat on the frost-blue throne with his chin in his hand.

His physique was not the most burly among the Frost Giants, but he had a well-proportioned body. The ice-blue divine patterns that spread from his chest to his entire body exuded powerful divine power, and his pair of deep blue eyes sparkled with wisdom.

On the stone table beside him were elven artifacts, dwarven weapons, human pottery, and gold artifacts from Asgard. Judging from the smoothness of the objects, they were all often played with.

Obviously, the newly appointed Frost Giant King is very interested in the civilizations and cultures of other races, and is not just one of those newborn Frost Giants who only know how to enjoy fighting.

And when his eyes swept over Laufey's cheek, the familiar facial features made Lorne instantly certain that this Frost Giant King was most likely like Galadriel, Ciri, Rose and others, and was also a "variable" born from the "Great Music" due to the interaction between his memory and the power of destiny.

While Loen was sizing him up, Laufey on the throne was also sizing him up.

After a moment, Lao Fei spoke leisurely:

"Are you Loki?"

Luo En nodded slightly and did not hide it.

On both sides of the hall, hundreds of frost giants, all of whom were as powerful as gods or above, looked at the legendary giant killer warily as if they were facing a formidable enemy.

Lao Feiluo raised his hand to stop the commotion in the hall, and looked at the uninvited guests in the courtyard with a fake smile:

"You are not in your courtyard, what are you doing here?"

"I heard that the Frost Giants have a new king, so I came to visit."

Lorne paused, then changed the subject and said,

"By the way, I haven't heard from my oldest nephew Thor in Jotunheim recently. I heard that he has been your guest for a while. I want to take him back."

"Guest?"

Hearing this evasive statement, Lao Fei laughed angrily and snorted,

"He almost destroyed half of my city and injured many of my men!"

"They're just kids, so they don't hold back when they hit you."

Lorne made a perfunctory remark and then suggested,

"How about this, when I capture this kid and bring him back to Asgard, I will make sure his father Odin gives him a severe reprimand. I will also make Odin make reasonable compensation for your losses as soon as possible."

"Forget it. Those who came to collect debts from you are still buried in Asgard."

Lao Fei sneered and the giants on the field all showed contempt.

While Lorn was sleeping, the Norse gods wanted to build a solid wall outside Asgard to isolate the giants from infiltrating. The giants transformed themselves into craftsmen to undertake the work and took the opportunity to ask for the sun, moon and Freya as their reward.

The gods were unaware of the trick and set conditions: it must be completed within 6 months, and no helpers except the horse were allowed.

Unexpectedly, Svadirfari was a divine horse that could transport the stones very quickly. Six months later, summer was approaching and the project was about to be completed on schedule. The gods discovered the identities of the craftsmen and were panicked. Odin was quick-witted and turned into a white mare to lure Svadirfari. The giants, who had lost their helper, had no time to complete the project, so they angrily restored their original form and accused the gods of using tricks.

At this time, Thor raised his hammer and led the gods of Asgard to take advantage of the opportunity to kill all the giants present.

With such a precedent, plus a large number of cases of Odin breaking his promises and playing dirty tricks, how could the giants easily believe in the credibility of the Aesir?

So, if you do too many inappropriate things, the bad consequences will sooner or later backfire on you.

Lorne secretly criticized his blood brother, then looked at Lao Fei helplessly:

"Tell me what your conditions are."

The newly appointed Frost Giant King is a smart man, and smart people are often better at weighing the pros and cons.

The only reason Thor was not killed by Laufey after the accident was that he wanted to use Odin's own son to gain greater benefits from the Aesir.

As expected.

"Simple. We Frost Giants admire the strong the most. As long as you can complete the three challenges that Thor has failed, I will promise to give him freedom!"

Laufey made a request, then changed the subject and a sinister smile appeared on his face.

"But everything has a price. If you lose, I want you to become my second collection!"

(End of this chapter)