Hearing this, Lin Qiye and the others felt a warm feeling in their hearts.

Sure enough, no matter what time, the Master's "heart scene" can always give him a full sense of security.

It was like this when I was in Cangnan, and it is still like this now that I am in Asgard, the Nordic kingdom of gods...

Swish——!

Just as Lin Qiye thought of this, a muffled sound came from the sky above the garden. A thick tree trunk tore off a corner of the "Heart Scenery", and half of its body stabbed into the sky, emitting terrifying fluctuations of divine power.

Master Chen's mouth twitched, and he threw the cup in his hand into the sky. As the cup exploded into pieces, the half branch was finally shaken out of the "heart scene". Through the gap, one could clearly see that Vera, the god of the forest, was staring at Lin Qiye with unwilling and angry eyes.

The "heart scene" was quickly repaired, blocking the angry forest god outside. Before the gap disappeared completely, a three-pointed, double-edged sword was vaguely seen crossing the sky, carrying a terrifying divine power and heading straight for Vera's face!

"Ahem." Master Chen repaired his "heart scene" and the garden outside the window regained its peaceful state with birds singing and flowers blooming. He coughed twice awkwardly, "This... Although I can keep you safe, there will still be some small problems occasionally... Lin Qiye, you should be able to understand, you have experience."

Lin Qiye nodded repeatedly.

When in Cangnan, Master Chen was hunted by Indra in the same way. While his "heart scene" was shattered, he frantically repaired it.

"Master Chen, I see more and more Nordic gods are surrounding us from outside." Jiang Er floated out of the coffin and asked worriedly, "Can we win?"

Master Chen was silent for a moment.

"I don't know about this either... But even if we can't inflict heavy damage on Northern Europe, it shouldn't be a problem to get out of this unscathed."

As Master Chen spoke, he took out several sets of tea sets and placed them in front of the members of the Nightfall team one by one. He then took out a box of tea leaves and began to slowly make tea.

Soon, cups of fragrant hot tea were handed to everyone.

"Master Chen, I can't drink it." Jiang Er, in ghost form, sat on the chair, looked at the hot tea in front of him, and spoke with a wry smile.

Master Chen waved his hand nonchalantly, "It's okay, just treat it as a tribute."

Jiang Er: ...

Baili Pangpang picked up the teacup, took a sip, nodded and praised: "This tea is not bad, although it is still a little worse than the Dahongpao from our mother tree..."

Master Chen paused slightly as he sipped his tea.

"Lin Qiye, why don't you drink?" Master Chen glared at Baili Pangpang, then saw Lin Qiye sitting by the window, still sitting there silently, and couldn't help but ask.

Lin Qiye glanced at the shady green land and flowers outside the window, smiled bitterly and shook his head:

"Others are out there fighting and killing each other, but we can only sit here and drink tea... I just think this is a bit unfair."

An Qingyu and Cao Yuan, who were standing by, also did not drink their tea and had complicated expressions.

Master Chen glanced at them and said helplessly: "Lin Qiye, let me ask you, what is happening outside?"

"...A war between gods?"

"That's right." Master Chen sighed, "The God War is a war between gods. Not to mention you, even I am a little powerless.

You are just a group of young people who have not yet stepped into the ceiling. It is normal for you to feel insignificant and helpless in front of the God War. After all, you should not be here...

There is no need to blame yourself for your current powerlessness. Your battlefield is not in the present, but in the future.

Sooner or later, Daxia will need you young people to defend it... When that happens, it will be our turn as old guys to sit down and drink tea leisurely."

Mr. Chen smiled and drank the tea in the cup.

He stood up from behind the wooden table.

"Sit here. I'm going to go out and have a fight with these Norse gods."

As soon as he finished speaking, Master Chen's figure turned into a gray light and disappeared directly into the carriage.

…

Countless black silk threads intertwined in the air, and Si Xiaonan's figure was outlined, falling towards the ground.

The demon wolf Fenrir bit off the shoulder of a lesser god, and several divine powers bombarded the surface of his body, leaving large blood marks.

Its scarlet eyes instantly found Si Xiaonan who was falling in mid-air. It let out a low roar, and with its physical body, it broke through the blockade of several gods, rushed straight towards Si Xiaonan, leaped into the air, and steadily caught the other's body.

Si Xiaonan staggered to her feet from Fenrir's back. The dozens of hideous cuts on her back healed at a speed visible to the naked eye, and soon returned to their original state.

She wiped the traces of blood from the corners of her mouth, and stared at the six Nordic gods who surrounded her in the sky with her eyes, her eyes were extremely cold.

"What kind of monster is this..." A Nordic god looked extremely ugly when he saw that Si Xiaonan had serious injuries that were enough to kill any main god, but he recovered in the blink of an eye.

"Is it true that she won't die?"

"Even if it was Loki in the past, with such injuries, he would have lost his life, right?"

"If this continues, we will really be worn down to death by her."

"No, those serious criminals who escaped from the dungeon have almost been killed. There will be more and more people coming to kill her. Even if she really can't die, they can use up all her divine power and lock her up in the bottom of the Abyss Dungeon."

The Nordic gods who surrounded Si Xiaonan heard everything they said.

She swept her eyes around and saw that the seven or eight lesser gods released by Lin Qiye were almost all dead. Only the fire god Agni and the frost giant Ymir, who were brought out from the bottom level, were still fighting bloody battles.

"Si Xiaonan, give up resistance." A main god in the sky said coldly, "Those Great Xia gods are now in danger. When Lord Thor arrives, you will surely die... If you surrender now, we will still leave you a way out for the sake of the Law of Trickery.

This farce should end.”

"Is it time to end?" Si Xiaonan raised his eyebrows and a cold smile appeared on the corner of his mouth.

"No, the real show...is just beginning now."

Si Xiaonan snapped her fingers, and the black box behind her exploded. A dark golden horn fell steadily into her palm, emitting a mysterious glow under the dim sky.

The moment they saw the horn, the pupils of many Nordic gods present suddenly shrank!

"Gallar?!"