Chapter 445 I, Loki, never lie!
In the Nordic world, inside a closed cave.
Several carefully polished fluorites are inlaid on the stone wall, dispelling the darkness in the cave and reflecting various traces of human processing:
The spacious three-room living room, the stone bed covered with animal skins, the neatly arranged stone tables and benches, the used stone pots and stoves... these obvious masterpieces of intelligent life all prove the life taste and pursuit of the cave owner.
But Loen, sitting in front of the stone table, was still somewhat dissatisfied with this.
Think about what kind of life he had in Greece before? Fine clothes, delicious food, and a lot of beautiful women serving him.
Look at the current living standards, which have suddenly regressed from the Bronze Age to the Stone Age. If you want to make daily necessities, you have to do it yourself. Not to mention comparing with the kings of the Greek city-states, even ordinary Athenians probably live better than him.
This groove of the Nordic gods...
Through the light patterns above the stone wall, Loen looked out at the snowstorm that had lasted for who knows how many years, and cursed inwardly.
Ever since the end of the Battle of Olympus's Destiny, he had crossed the Sea of Chaos and arrived in this world of the Gods in Northern Europe.
After a period of investigation, he had roughly figured out the basic situation of the Nordic Age of Gods:
Today's world is controlled by the giants. They are brutal and aggressive by nature, and have a strong desire to reproduce. They are often either fighting or breeding. Therefore, they occupy 80% of the living space in the entire Nordic Age of Gods and regard the giant Ymir as their ancestor.
That’s right, it was the big guy who was born from the Jinlunga Chasm and wanted to eat Loen as a snack.
Unsuccessful, the hungry Ymir wandered around in the primitive Norse God Age, and finally found another primitive life in the corner of the world - the cow Odumbra.
In this way, the giant Ymir survived by sucking the milk of the original cow, and her own divinity continued to grow, which gave rise to a vigorous desire for creation.
So, Ymir used her own power, flesh and blood, and existing materials, and used herself as a template to create the current giant clan, which is why he is regarded as the ancestor.
As the construction was completed, the founding giant Ymir, who had consumed a large amount of divinity and power, fell into a deep sleep.
During this period, the primitive cow Odumbra licked the salt frost and discovered the primitive life bred by the third Norse god, Buli, from the ice crystals.
The awakened Bli also discovered the powerful force contained in cow's milk, so he sucked milk all day long to strengthen his divinity. The giants created by Ymir were naturally no match for Bli, the primitive life, and could only watch their cows being taken away.
But with the awakening of the founding giant Ymir, Bli's good days are over.
In order to fight for the milk of the cow Odumbra and the authority of the world, the first giant Ymir brought a large group of giants to attack Bli and started a fierce battle with him, easily defeating a younger brother who was born later than him.
The defeated Buli was not willing to accept the defeat, so he learned from his mistakes and used his own power, flesh and blood and existing materials to create a race called "Gods", so Buli became the ancestor of all gods.
In order to regain the cow Odumbra and a better living environment, the gods led by Bli and the giants led by Ymir launched a protracted war of gods.
But in the end, the late-born Bli and the weak Norse gods were no match for Ymir and the giants.
If the giants were not so belligerent and unable to unite and wipe out the Nordic gods with all their strength, the Nordic gods would probably not even have the chance to survive and could have started their feast right away.
But even so, the Norse gods still have a hard time. Currently they can only hide in the bitter cold land that accounts for less than 20% of their area and struggle to survive.
The above is the general information that Loen has collected about the Age of the Norse Gods.
As for how to ripen the [Artifact of Destiny] of the Nordic Gods, pick the [Fruit of Destiny], and then transplant it to prolong the life of his own Greek Gods, this is giving Loen a headache at the moment.
He never imagined that the Gods who would dominate the nine Nordic kingdoms in the future would be reduced to such a state at the beginning and were almost wiped out by the founding giant Ymir and the giants.
How about giving me a hand?
Otherwise, it will take an unknown amount of time for the gods to rise up.
Loen frowned and thought for a moment, then quickly made a decision.
He can help, but he can't do it himself.
On the one hand, it is hard to say whether he can win against Ymir while playing away from home, and there is no benefit in winning. The ancestor of the gods, Bli, may take advantage of his weakness and stab him in the back.
On the other hand, Northern Europe also has three goddesses of fate. If things go wrong, the attitude of [Destiny] will be a big problem.
He came here to destroy the Nordic God Era and take the [Fruit of Destiny]; he is an enemy of this world.
Once his evil intentions are discovered by the mysterious "Destiny", the Nordic world might mobilize all the forces of the God's World to attack him in order to protect itself, and he would be in an even more passive position at that time.
So to be on the safe side, he had to hide his identity and purpose and plan secretly.
But before that, we must first find a way to contact the Nordic gods and build a good relationship with them, so as to secretly assist them in defeating the giants and promote the development of the Nordic God Age and the [Fruit of Destiny].
However, he was unfamiliar with the Nordic people and there were rampant giants running around everywhere. He had no idea how to find the Nordic gods who were like rats crossing the street.
Just as Loen was secretly having a headache, several streams of divine light broke through the diffuse wind and snow and exploded on the bitter cold ice field. Strong tremors and wild roars came from outside the cave at the same time.
Anyone?
Luo En's heart moved, and he immediately hid his body and rushed out of the scene.
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At the same time, outside the cave.
A dozen nimble figures covered in animal skins were running wildly on the frosty blue ice field, expressions of panic and tension on their faces.
After successfully gaining a distance of several kilometers, the dozen or so people on the ice field dared to slow down and look behind them cautiously.
Snowflakes as big as babies' fists were flying in the cold wind. Everything around was white, with only the whistling sound of the wind.
"Did you get rid of them?"
A burly man patted his chest with relief, and his companions around him slowed down and breathed heavily after hearing the good news.
However, the tall, slender, brown-haired young man in the lead did not let down his guard and whispered a reminder:
"Don't be careless, those guys won't give up so easily. I'll go explore a way, and we'll get out of this damn place as soon as possible!"
As he spoke, he shook the shoulders of his dark grey cloak, and two black ravens flapped their wings and flew up, circling around, looking for a safe path.
“Quack~!”
But in an instant, a shrill raven scream suddenly came from the front. When the brown-haired young man heard the sound, his face suddenly changed:
"Oh no, they've gone around to the front!"
“Puff!”
Before he could finish his words, dozens of ice spears flew out from the wind and snow, piercing through several unsuspecting figures and roughly nailing them to the ice field.
A large amount of golden-red blood gushed out and instantly dyed the ground a strange color. Dying screams and panicked calls for help exploded among the team.
"Meat! Lots of meat!"
With excited murmurings, a hundred or so giants, tens of meters tall, with frost all over their bodies and holding ice spears, rushed out from the wind and snow and pounced on the team on the ice field with a grin.
"Run in separate directions!"
The brown-haired young man threw down the last order, then left the team without hesitation and rushed to the side area of the ice field where the giant figure had not yet appeared.
The companions who were standing there in a daze were a beat late before they reacted as if waking up from a dream and fled in different directions.
But at this moment, the giants, who were tall and long-legged and numerous, had already rushed to the front of the battle. They pulled out the ice spears stuck in the ground and opened their bloody mouths to bite the unfortunate guys stuck on them excitedly.
“Puff~~”
The sounds of blood splattering and flesh tearing could be heard, and the dying figures gradually stopped twitching amid shrill screams, leaving only broken pieces of clothing and a few bones hanging on the ice spears.
Seeing their companions' tragic end, several people who had originally planned to fight to the death completely lost their courage and turned around to join the fleeing team.
"Don't let any of them escape!"
A giant who was the tallest and had a necklace of biological skulls on his chest growled and commanded, and the surrounding giants could only reluctantly give up the meal and concentrate on capturing these delicious prey.
“No, don’t! Ah!!”
"Get out of here, bastard!"
"Help me, help...Puff!"
Due to the absolute numerical advantage and geographical advantages, most of the fleeing members of the team were either caught up by the giants who took advantage of their height and long legs, or were pierced through the heart by the ice spears shot everywhere.
Soon, there were only a few figures left on the ice field still avoiding the giants' pursuit, but the exits on all sides had been blocked by the giants, and it was only a matter of time before they were caught.
And in an inconspicuous valley, a transparent human figure was lying motionless in a pile of snow.
He was the brown-haired young man who first discovered the crisis and responded first.
The stretched cloak on his body sparkled with floating star patterns, and the wide-brimmed hat on his head, as blue as the clear sky, reflected the cold light of ice and snow, making him consistent with the surrounding environment.
Damn it! How could there be so many frost giants in a place like this?
The brown-haired young man in the snow pile looked at his dead or injured companions on the ice field, and at the giants who were eating heartily in front of the pile of corpses, and cursed in his heart.
He is a prince of the gods. Following the orders of his father Baoer, he took a small team out to explore a safer habitat.
Unexpectedly, not long after they set out, they encountered a powerful frost giant in this remote place.
Moreover, judging from the divine patterns and attire on them, these are most likely the personal troops of the founding giant Ymir.
It was strange. Why did these elite troops wander around this remote place instead of staying near the pleasant Jinlunga Divide to protect their cows and the World Tree? They couldn't have come here just to block their exploration team, could they?
Forget it, don’t worry about the reason for now, just try your best to get through the troubles at hand.
The young man suppressed his depression and hid motionlessly in the snow, waiting for the giants to leave.
Finally, after the giants had eaten up all the prey they had harvested, they were satisfied and threw away the broken bones on the ground, then stood up and left in a team.
Phew, finally gone.
We must rush back to the camp as soon as possible and tell our tribe members that this group of giants is wandering around in this area!
After watching the group of frost giants disappear in the wind and snow, the brown-haired young man quickly removed his disguise and got up from the ground.
However, the moment he stood up, a hand fell on his shoulder.
Someone!
A chill instantly surged into the young man's heart, and he subconsciously awakened his divine power, wanting to turn around and fight back.
Unexpectedly, a low reminder came from my ears:
"Look ahead!"
The young man was stunned and subconsciously looked in the direction of the voice. He suddenly saw a tall figure coming back in the thick snow.
In an instant, the young man shuddered, lay down obediently on the ground, and continued to remain hidden.
The frost giant leader with ice-blue skin and a skull necklace on his chest looked at the silent ice field around him, frowned and muttered.
"No? Is it my illusion?"
After a quick inspection, the Frost Giant leader finally dispelled his suspicions and turned away.
But this time, the young man in the snow did not dare to stand up rashly until the voice behind him came again:
"Get up, the frost giants are gone."
After hearing this, the young man finally felt relieved. He stood up from the snow and looked back at the mysterious man behind him.
He was a young man with silver hair and purple eyes. He was very handsome and elegantly dressed. He was obviously not of the same type as those barbaric and sloppy giants, otherwise he would not have offered to help.
After confirming this, the brown-haired young man couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief and formally expressed his gratitude to the mysterious man in front of him.
"Thank you for what I have done. I am the son of the great god Baoer. You can call me Odin! What about you? What's your name? Why haven't I seen you in my tribe?"
Luo En nodded calmly, but a hint of surprise flashed in his eyes.
Odin? He actually met the future king of the gods of the Nordic Age of Gods?
Isn't it a coincidence that when you feel sleepy, you reach for the pillow?
Luo En smiled slightly and took the initiative to show his kindness:
"My name is Loki, the son of the giants Farbuti and Laufey, not a member of the gods."
This is the identity he wove for himself in advance.
The names of the two giants, Farbti and Laufey, respectively symbolize "lightning" and "tree" in the Norse language. The former alludes to his real father, Zeus, the god of thunder, and the latter is a metaphor for the Norse world tree.
Therefore, although he was a liar, he was telling the truth. Even if the three Nordic goddesses of fate came to their way, they might not be able to find any fault with him.
"You are the son of a giant!"
Odin's face changed slightly when he heard this, and he subconsciously kept some distance.
Lorne nodded and asked Odin with a smile:
"So what if you're a giant? It seems like you have the blood of a giant in you, right?"
Odin was stunned for a moment, then his nervousness eased.
That’s right, his mother, Bestla, was a kidnapped female giant.
Strictly speaking, he is also the descendant of a giant.
Therefore, blood ties cannot determine each other's positions. As long as they can be used for their own benefit, they can cooperate and coexist.
Seeing Odin gradually let down his guard, Lorne nodded imperceptibly.
As expected of him, he is the future divine king who will rule the nine Nordic kingdoms. His wisdom and tolerance are truly incomparable to those simple-minded giants and gods.
I just happened to meet a smart person with whom I can communicate, so I can use you as a breakthrough point.
Luo En made up his mind, looked around, and took the initiative to kindly suggest:
"Those frost giants haven't gone far yet. It's not safe outside. Come with me to hide somewhere first. You can leave tomorrow."
Odin thought for a moment, glanced at the pile of bones in the wasteland, nodded, followed Lorne, and walked into a hidden cave in the distance.
(End of this chapter)
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