Chapter 453: Beating is love, scolding is love, deep love leads to death
At this time, Odin, who was searching in another field, heard the noise and rushed over, sneering at the uninvited guest:
"We found the things first. It's not your turn to tell us what to do. Didn't your family teach you etiquette before you left home?"
"thing?"
Hearing this, the woman sneered and responded sharply.
"All things have spirits. They belong only to themselves and are not slaves of anyone! How can you look down upon a spiritual life and show it off as a trophy? Is this your upbringing?"
Odin's expression suddenly became gloomy after being attacked so rudely.
To be fair, she is a pretty beautiful woman.
Her skin is as white as milk, her facial features are elegant and three-dimensional, her golden hair is sandwiched with white feathers, and a white exotic long skirt covers her proud curves. Dozens of rune wooden tablets and metal accessories are hung between her golden belt, making pleasant sounds like wind chimes as she moves, bringing a unique mysterious charm.
But Odin didn't like this domineering attitude.
When had he, the great God King of Aesir, ever been criticized like this?
Seeing the divinity flowing in Odin's hands, Lorne quickly held the shoulder of his blood brother and stepped forward to smooth things over with a smile.
"Haha, my friend, it's just a joke, don't be so angry. I haven't asked for your name yet?"
"Gulveig!"
The woman replied proudly, softening her expression towards the smiling man in front of her.
Luo En's heart moved, and he continued to ask with a smile:
"Judging from your attire, you are from Vanaheim?"
"So what!"
The woman's voice suddenly turned cold and her eyes became somewhat alert.
Seeing the other party's reaction, Loen's guess was confirmed.
It’s indeed her!
[The Light One] Gulveig, a goddess of the Vanir who is proficient in Said witchcraft and possesses powerful magical powers. Her name has the dual meanings of "gold" and "power" in the etymology of the Norse language, which coincides with the image of the woman in front of her.
And more importantly, she seemed to be the fuse that triggered the war between the Aesir and the Vanir!
According to the epic records, even Odin himself could not do anything to her!
But such a powerful goddess only appeared once in the early Norse mythology.
Therefore, the name Gullveig is most likely a pseudonym, and her real identity is someone else.
Who could it be?
Just as Loen was about to test him further, Odin, who had learned of the other party's identity, could no longer suppress his anger and asked coldly with a dark face:
"Why are you coming to the atrium instead of staying in Vanaheim?"
"Of course, to help the lives here."
Gullveig replied with a faint smile, and his flickering eyes immediately looked at the brown wolf cub in Lorne's arms and the human village under the moonlight.
"As gods, we have an obligation to help them gain a foothold and survive in this difficult environment."
"I think it's better not to do that. How the people of Asa live is not for you outsiders to interfere!"
Odin sneered, and a grim look appeared in his one eye.
"Go back to Vanaheim immediately, and I will pretend that what happened tonight never happened!"
Help? That sounds nice, but the Vanir probably have their eyes on the power of human faith and want to infiltrate the Midgard world and get a piece of the action.
Hearing this blunt refusal, Gulveig sneered and shook his head:
"I was wondering who it was. Turns out it was a barbarian from Asgard. No wonder he's so domineering."
Odin's face darkened when he heard this:
"What did you say?"
"I say, you Asir are a group of barbarians who only know how to fight and kill, and have no respect for life. You are simply incapable of governing this world. It would be better to hand over these humans in Midgard to us, the Vanir, to manage them on your behalf."
Gulveig replied with a smile, ignoring Odin's grim expression.
"Okay, okay!" Odin laughed in anger. Light patterns floated on his body and the surging divine power surged like a violent storm.
At this moment, Loen held the little wolf cub in his arms and moved back.
He now sees it.
The Vanir came here specifically to cause trouble this time, with the purpose of taking the opportunity to test the strength of the Aesir and see if they can get a share of the pie from the Midgard world, or even further seize the authority of the nine kingdoms and replace the Aesir.
Since it is a naked dispute of interests, Odin, as the King of the Aesir, will naturally not back down.
"Woman, you asked for this - Gungnir!"
With a sinister roar, Odin threw the spear in his hand without hesitation.
Gulveig waved his wand slowly and performed the Sayid magic that he was best at.
A pair of swan-like wings of light extended from behind her, allowing her to easily avoid the golden light that was coming straight at her.
The God King of Aesir?
But that's all...
Just as Gulveig was shaking his head in disdain, a sharp sound of breaking air came from behind him.
"puff!"
The golden light that came and went, carrying with it the majestic power of God, went straight through the chest of the goddess Gulveig.
Gulveig the Bright?
That's all!
Odin casually raised his hand, caught the divine spear that automatically flew back to his palm, and looked at the Vanir god in front of him with sarcasm.
Gungnir means "through", and is known as the "lost divine spear of heaven", also known as the "shooting star spear". It was made by the dwarves using branches of the world tree. This spear is sacred, and the oath made on the spear tip can never be regretted and must be fulfilled, so it is also called the "God's Declaration".
The real horror of it lies in the law of cause and effect that "if you hit it, it will hit the target". Any dodging and obstruction will be useless. The only way to crack it is to intercept it from the front.
However, faced with the divinity and power of a God King, there are only a handful of forces in the nine kingdoms that can contend with him.
Therefore, ever since he obtained this secret treasure from the dwarf craftsman, he has rarely been defeated.
A mere foreign god, without knowing his opponent, actually dared to come and provoke him, the King of Gods. He really overestimated his own abilities.
However, just as Odin lowered his arms and relaxed his guard, several white feathers of light appeared in the air without warning and shot towards his face.
“Dangdangdang!”
The fiery sword light swept in from the side, and with a sharp sound of metal clashing, it completely melted the light feather.
"Don't be careless, she's not dead!"
Luo En reminded in a deep voice, his eyes solemn.
Odin was so frightened that he broke out in a cold sweat. He followed the gaze of his blood brother and looked at the chest of the goddess Gulveig in suspicion.
The huge wound pierced by the Eternal Spear did not bleed, and the granulation tissue around it was wriggling and growing strangely.
"You kill people for a disagreement. You Aesir gods are really as barbaric as the rumors say."
Gulveig looked at Odin sarcastically, then patted his chest, where the wound had completely healed, and continued to sneer.
"Fortunately, I know a little bit about Saidian witchcraft, otherwise you would have succeeded."
"You have stepped into the territory of Asgard and tried to get involved in the faith and divine authority of the Aesir, and you still want me to be polite to you?"
Odin sneered disdainfully, and vaguely outlined the Spear of Eternity in his hand forward.
“…<………”
Accompanied by three intermittent chanting vibrations, the runes representing the three powers of "secret", "fire" and "destiny" flashed and exploded in the air, sweeping in all directions.
Procedure?
He, the God-King of Asgard, can do it too!
If you want to snatch food from Asgard's mouth, then you have to see whether the Said witchcraft of the Vanir is stronger, or the Rune spells of the Aesir are more powerful!
Suddenly, under the guidance of the Eternal Spear, the strange feeling of restraint stagnated, and pillars of fire rose up on the battlefield, submerging Gulveig in front of him in a sea of fire.
However, along with the humming like a ballad, a tornado mixed with the smell of the sea and moist water vapor spiraled up, making the sky suddenly dark, and the flames were instantly extinguished.
Then, the giant red dragon transformed from flames roared and pounced forward.
Odin immediately swung the Spear of Eternity and used his divine power to disperse the backlash of flames. His facial muscles twitched violently.
The alien goddess not only easily blocked his spell, but also returned the power of his spell to him.
Obviously, Gullveig is superior in terms of technique.
Realizing this, Odin no longer insisted on competing with his opponent in magic. He decisively picked up the Spear of Eternity and rushed forward.
As the descendants of giants, close combat is the fighting style that the Aesir are best at.
And Loen on the side also took out the flaming magic sword from the magic circle diagram, with malicious eyes.
Since they come with bad intentions, we should capture them first and use them as bargaining chips in negotiations with the Vanir.
Anyway, this is not a knight duel, so there is naturally no rule that you cannot use the majority to bully the minority.
However, at the same time as Loen reacted, a dazzling golden light tore through the dark night sky, like the sun shining on the earth.
"when!"
Amid the sharp sound of metal clashing, Loen looked at the secret sword in front of him that looked like it was made of gold, with a hint of surprise in his eyes.
It can actually fight against the flaming sword Levatin without breaking. This thing is definitely a treasure of the Vanir.
And its user must be of high status.
With a flick of his wrist, the magic sword Levatin burst out with an even more blazing golden-red flame, sweeping away the golden sword.
Then, he looked at the silver-armored female swordsman in front of him with gray hair and gray eyes, and the swan-like wings of light on her back, and asked curiously:
"Who?"
"Freya."
The female swordsman answered frankly. After looking Lorne up and down with her grey eyes, a very contagious smile blossomed on her charming and heroic face.
"You have a good sword."
"The same to you."
"Sword skills are also good."
“Same here.”
Lorne answered modestly, smiling widely.
The two people who praised each other looked at each other, feeling a sense of mutual admiration.
However, the next moment, the golden and crimson sword lights shot out at the same time, stabbing each other's vital points mercilessly.
"Bang!"
The golden sword let out a mournful wail, then flew backwards along with its master.
Loen sneered in his heart as he looked at the female swordsman who flapped her wings to steady her body in the night sky.
Freya, the goddess of love, fertility, battle, and death in Norse mythology, is a member of the Vanir.
According to legend, she is the original Valkyrie, in charge of the entire Valkyrie Legion. It is no exaggeration to say that she is the goddess who is best at fighting and killing!
The moment he learned the other party's name of God, Loen was already on guard.
And more importantly, he was too familiar with the other person's expression.
Very much like someone of his kind.
The same deep thoughts and dark intentions.
But unfortunately, when it comes to cunningness, you are still far behind me!
Luo En snorted coldly and slashed behind him without even looking.
"when!"
Along with the sharp sound of metal clashing, the golden sword that had shot out from behind him at some point flew back with a wail, and most of the runes on the sword were extinguished.
The Golden Sword of Victory is the weapon of Frey, the god of abundance in Norse mythology. Legend has it that this sword can fly on its own to take the enemy's head. Whoever holds this sword will fly alone on the battlefield to kill the enemy as the sword holder wishes, and it can ensure victory in battle. It is a symbol of the glory of the sun.
If I remember correctly, the God of Fertility is the brother of the Valkyrie Freya.
The identity of Gulveig the Light, who was able to be guarded by Freya personally, was about to be revealed.
Lorne turned his head slightly and looked with interest at the two people on the other side, Odin and his future wife, the Queen of Gods Frigga, who were fighting a life-and-death battle.
(End of this chapter)
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