Chapter 459 I love watching women fight
Atrium world, Iron Forest.
This is the border between the human world and the giant kingdom. Giant trees transformed from the eyebrows of the first giant Ymir are rooted in the snowy plains. They are cold, hard, straight, and pitch black, like a forest of spears cast from iron.
Crunch~Creak~~
Years of accumulated snow made dull noises, and towering figures taller than the treetops moved through the iron forest.
Most of them had ice-blue or brown skin, covered their lower bodies with a piece of crude animal skin, used primitive materials such as tree trunks, ice staffs, stone sticks, etc. as weapons, and took heavy steps towards the ice wall built around the Iron Forest.
Frost Giants and Mountain Giants! Lots of them!
On the ice wall, hundreds of Viking warriors and temple priests who were ordered to guard the place poked their heads out slightly. Through the battlements, they saw legendary monsters crossing the iron forest and heading towards the defense line. They all prepared themselves for a great enemy, and nervously raised their guns and shields and chanted sacred texts.
As creations of the gods, they grew up listening to the Asgardian version of the creation myth.
Legend has it that even the god Zubli and the god king Baoer died at the hands of the giants. Countless lives were brutally killed by them and used as food to fill their stomachs. Once these monsters crossed the line of defense, the fate of the villages and humans in the atrium world behind could be imagined.
Realizing the mission they were carrying, the warriors and priests suppressed their instinctive fear and mustered up the courage to throw javelins and shoot curse bullets at the giants approaching from outside the wall.
However, the weak attack on the giants only caused their steps to pause slightly, and was unable to effectively break through the rock cuticle and frost on their bodies.
Looking at the tiny creatures on the ice wall who were resisting in vain, the towering giants burst into laughter.
This group of people, called "humans", was created by Odin in the world of Midgard not long ago. Not only were they limited in number, but their physique was also far inferior to that of the Aesir gods. To the more powerful giants, they were just like ants on the ground, and could be easily crushed to death with just a flick of a finger.
Therefore, [humans] are not qualified to be opponents of giants, let alone worthy of them assembling an army of 100,000 and taking them seriously.
As long as they cross this useless ice wall and reach the atrium world, they can use the Rainbow Bridge to launch an attack on Asgard.
Those Aesir gods riding on the heads of their giants are the real target of this expedition.
Of course, it would be nice to try some snacks as an appetizer before the main course is served.
Just as the giants grinned and swung the giant trees, stone axes and ice spears in their hands and smashed them forward, eager to enjoy the wonderful sight of flesh and blood exploding, a beam of colorful rainbow light fell from the sky. The powerful power instantly blasted the giants approaching the ice wall into broken arms and limbs all over the ground.
The light faded, and a beautiful goddess in full armor appeared in the world. She was half-kneeling in a charred pit covered with intricate spells, holding a sword and shield. A pair of white swan wings stretched gently behind her, like a high mountain flower blooming on the snowy plain, sacred and inviolable.
"Here they come! They are the reinforcements from Asgard!"
The Viking warriors and temple priests who survived the disaster on the wall leaned out and looked at the goddess who appeared before them at the critical moment. They couldn't help but cheered deafeningly and their morale was greatly boosted.
On the contrary, the giant, who had suffered a lot of losses, was furious:
"Kill this woman!"
Looking at the giants who were rushing towards her across the snow and corpses, gritting their teeth, and the Rainbow Bridge that was not yet completely stable, Freya couldn't help but twitch her mouth.
He was the one who did the dirty work, but he threw her onto the battlefield to take the blame. What a scum!
Above the clouds, Loen ignored Freya's resentful gaze, smiled and waved.
Although this woman was quick-witted and knew how to curry favor with him, she mixed into the team heading to the courtyard and avoided Odin's anger.
But since you are a prisoner of war, you should just be a Palu honestly and don’t think about just working without putting in any effort.
After all, he risked offending Odin to save Freya not because of some saintly heart, but to maximize the value of the consumables.
As a Valkyrie of the Warner clan and a target that had just been trained, it was such a waste to have her sacrificed like this.
In comparison, it would be more valuable to throw her into the battlefield in Midgard to chop giants and indirectly contribute to the great cause of the Aesir.
At the critical moment, she can also use her identity as a Vanir to drive a wedge between the Giants and the Vanir, and prepare in advance for alienating the relationship between the two sides in the future.
By then, the suspicion had become an established fact, and Freya, who was hated by both the Vanir and the Giants, would have no choice but to follow her [master] till the end.
At this moment, the Valkyrie, who also realized this, defended herself against the falling giant weapon while whispering in a hoarse voice:
"The person who killed him is still in heaven. It's none of my business..."
However, the giants are known for their violent and brainless temperament, and would never listen to the explanation of a god.
On the contrary, stimulated by blood and anger, they wielded giant trees, stone axes, ice spears and other weapons, and smashed them madly at the enemies who appeared on the battlefield:
"Kill her!"
Seeing that the negotiations were fruitless, more and more giants gathered around, and the rainbow bridge in the sky only covered the ice wall. No new personnel were sent out. Freya knew that some bastard was forcing her to take sides. She could only grit her teeth and draw her sword reluctantly.
Hiss, hiss, hiss!
The golden sword shadows like a waterfall, wrapped in the exploding ether, slashed forward, and like heavy bombs, blasted the rushing giants to the ground, with blood and flesh flying everywhere.
Seeing this, Loen nodded with satisfaction.
Welcome aboard, Your Excellency the Valkyrie of the Warner clan.
Now that his goal of framing and forcing someone to rebel had been achieved, Loen could no longer stand idly by and waved his hand to fully open the Rainbow Bridge.
Streams of light burst out from the colorful vortex and scattered across the sky, revealing the majestic outlines of floating warships. Rough and loud singing echoed across the battlefield:
“We come from the land of ice and snow
From the place of the dark sun and the erupting hot springs
The Hammer of the Gods will propel our ships to new lands
To fight for the tribe to sing and cry Walhala
Golden Palace, Home of the Gods
I am coming! "
Fully armed Aesir warriors descended on the battlefield in formation, accompanied by flashes of rainbow light, and were not afraid of enemies that outnumbered them by several times.
Born for war, die for honor, this is the concept that the Aesir gradually formed.
Death cannot frighten them, because the great god Odin will lead their souls into the Golden Palace and be reborn in flesh, where they will drink and chat happily, and compete with each other in skills until the eternity of the world.
"Immortal! Immortal! Immortal!"
With almost hoarse roars, the Aesir warriors burst out with divine power, their eyes became bloodshot, their muscles bulged, and their physiques expanded several times at a speed visible to the naked eye. The fighting spirit and madness in their bodies surged wildly, and they launched a counterattack against the giants who invaded the Atrium world. They used swords, shields, spears, battle axes and other weapons in their hands to cut off the limbs and heads of the giant monsters one by one, using blood to declare their bravery.
"roar!"
Under the bloody stimulation, the Frost Giants and Mountain Giants of Jotunheim roared angrily like uncivilized beasts, pouring out from the depths of the Iron Forest, grabbing lone Aesir warriors, tearing their spines apart, trampling on their skulls, and announcing to their enemies in the most ferocious and sadistic manner who is the real master of this land of ice and flame.
Although relying on huge numbers and strong individual strength, the giants quickly gained the upper hand.
But it wasn't just the Aesir warriors who went to this battlefield.
“【】!”
The protective triangle formed by runes suddenly lit up from the ground, forming a three-sided staggered defense spell to deflect the giants' attacks.
At the same time, the human priests gathered on the ice wall and the light elf magicians on the deck of the warship sang the words of God, casting recovery, strength, speed, sharpness, intuition and other enhancement spells on the Aesir gods and human warriors. With the crazy superposition of various halos, the guards on the front line of the battlefield were almost armed into human tanks.
A few giants who were confident in their brute strength refused to believe it and chopped down with a bang. Not only did they fail to hurt those tiny creatures, but their crude weapons were shattered to pieces.
“【】, 【k】!”
Then, runes representing divine words, fire, and light appeared in the sky and bombarded the giants of the Iron Forest, causing those monsters to fall into chaos.
At the same time, the light elf archers from Alfheim, holding bows and arrows, accurately shot sharp arrows engraved with divine patterns at several giant leaders who wanted to reorganize their formation and fight back. The dense arrows almost turned them into hedgehogs.
The dwarves from Nidavellir also controlled the floating warships, sprinkled kerosene, activated the magic matrix, and bombarded the ground frantically.
Faced with powerful ground-to-air firepower and the effective coordination of various arms, the giants who were tactically attacked by a dimensionality reduction were stunned for a moment and could not help but retreat step by step.
"Front arrow formation, attack!"
As Lorne waved his hand and gave orders, the Asgard guards gathered around Freya, using the Vanir Valkyrie as the spearhead, and took the opportunity to push forward, preparing to expand the results of the battle.
This bastard...
Freya turned her head and glared, and could only accept the fact that she was an Aesir thug, and led the Asgard guards to charge towards the army of giants in the Iron Forest.
Things have come to this point, she has no choice but to board this pirate ship.
Fortunately, they came to the atrium and the giants to be killed were the giants of Jotunheim, which was no psychological burden for her as a Vanir goddess.
After all, this is a battlefield, and it was the other side that took the first move. We can't just let her sit and wait to die, right?
While comforting herself, Freya waved the Sword of Victory in her hand, and with her powerful fighting power, she knocked down a group of giants who blocked her way. The Asgard guards followed up decisively, clearing out the giants who had penetrated deep into the Iron Forest step by step.
However, just as good news was coming from the front, a clear and cold hum was heard from the depths of the Iron Forest.
“【】! 【】! 【】!”
The cold storm blew across the sky, sweeping across the hundreds of Asgardian guards in front of them, mercilessly freezing them into solidified ice sculptures.
“Crack!!”
The next moment, the ice-blue blood instantly pierced the blood vessels and muscles of the Asgardian guards, causing their solidified bodies to shatter violently.
The reddish ice chips rolled all over the place, like crystal fragments all over the ground, reflecting a gorgeous luster.
But the frozen pieces of flesh and blood inside were so curious that the Asa warriors shuddered and subconsciously stopped their attack.
A spellcaster among giants? He also mastered a relatively complete rune system?
Loen narrowed his eyes and followed the flow of magic power, looking towards the source.
I saw a two-meter-tall woman with red eyes, purple hair, and snow boots standing on the white snow, holding a small magic wand made of cen wood.
The purple and white combat hunting suit was a little messy, and the lining made of monster fur was almost stained red with blood. Fragments of flesh and blood could be vaguely seen in the gaps between the metal armor plates, which matched the petite figure and the cold and arrogant temperament.
Rather than a giant, she looks more like a goddess.
A hybrid of a giant and a god?
Luo En frowned and asked in a deep voice:
"Who is she? Does anyone know her?"
"Skadi is the daughter of the mountain giant king, Shaki. Because of her powerful power over ice and snow and her magical talent, she is worshipped as the goddess of winter and hunting by the giants."
Several dwarf craftsmen from the Dwarf Kingdom on the deck of the spaceship answered in a muffled voice, looking at the half-blood goddess on the battlefield with eyes filled with a hint of fear.
The dwarf kingdom of Nidavellir where the dwarves live borders Jotunheim where the giants live. In addition, the dwarves are good at mining and digging holes, so they often look for mines and dig earth veins.
Therefore, they inevitably had to deal with the mountain giants.
In the conflicts between the two races, Skadi, the goddess of winter and hunting, relied on her powerful fighting ability to kill countless elites of the dwarf tribe. She was a terrifying existence among the dwarves that could almost stop children from crying at night.
As Loen listened to the dwarves' slightly horrifying description, his eyes gradually became subtle.
Although he doesn't know the mountain giant king Shaki and the winter goddess Skadi now, he will be very familiar with them in the future.
Because in the future, one of them was the one who was killed by him (Loki), and the other was his (Loki's) rumored lover.
As a mountain giant, Shaki is not as simple as ordinary giants. He is proficient in spells and transformations, and has always coveted the fruit of youth in the holy garden of Asgard and the beautiful goddess of youth Izumi.
On one occasion, Shaki found an opportunity to capture Loki and coerced the god of trickery to help him trick Izumi out. He then transformed himself into a vulture and abducted the goddess of youth and the apple of youth.
When the Aesir gods began to age, they realized that something was wrong, so they pursued the case and captured the accomplice Loki.
The Fruit of Youth is the foundation for the gods of Asgard to maintain their divine power and eternal youth, and it is absolutely not allowed to be lost. The goddess of youth, Izumi, is the only person who maintains the sacred tree and is tacitly allowed by the three goddesses of fate to pick the Fruit of Youth. She is also crucial to the divine power of the Asgard.
Faced with harsh interrogation, the criminal Loki had no choice but to confess.
In order to make up for his mistake, he had to put on the "swan feather weave" borrowed from the goddess of love Freya, turned into a little bird, and when Shaki went out hunting, he turned the goddess of youth Izumi into a drupe and hid it on his body, fleeing all the way to Asgard.
However, Shakey pursued relentlessly, and eventually, driven by greed, he crossed the border of Jotunheim and came all the way to the fortress of Asgard, where he was burned to death by the Aesir.
After learning of her father's death, Skadi was furious and attacked Asgard fully armed. The Aesir gods were afraid of her bravery and hoped to reconcile with her, so they made a bet that if they could make this stern ice and snow goddess laugh, the two sides would be able to resolve their past grievances.
The person who was pushed forward for the bet was naturally Loki himself.
After letting go of her lower limit and showing off in public with Goat who has the bigger weapon and better skills, Skadi was successfully amused and had no choice but to abide by her oath and was forced to give up revenge.
In another story, "Loki's Dispute", a certain god of trickery publicly mocked Skadi for her friendly attitude in bed, secretly exposing the unusual relationship between the two.
The winter god and hunting god of the giant clan? Just to test your quality.
Luo En narrowed his eyes, and a malicious look appeared on his face.
At the same time, Freya, who had just been hit by the first wave of cold wave on the battlefield, froze. The divine power in her body surged wildly, and the sword of victory in her hand gathered golden light like the sun.
The next moment, the dazzling light split the solid iron tree, tore apart the towering giant, and headed straight for the purple-haired goddess on the snow.
“【】、【】、【】、【】!”
Skadi frowned, her lips and teeth moved, and she chanted the divine words at high speed. At the same time, she waved the cinnabar wand in her hand repeatedly, using her magic power to gather dozens of blue-purple ice crystals to barely intercept the golden sword light.
As a slight stinging pain came from her face, the purple-haired goddess raised her hand to touch the bloodstain on the side of her cheek that was cut by the broken ice and wind pressure. She slowly raised the ash wood wand in her hand and chanted coldly with a sense of the bleakness of all things:
“It is the law of the world that what thrives must perish, and the rising sun must also have its setting. What I look forward to is a landscape of white snow;
What I hope for is a beautiful world of death;
What I hope for is the engulfment of all ugliness and the frozen eternity.
O frozen earth of death, obey the roar of the snow and grant death in this world a colder and more desolate frost!"
Along with the cold humming, a sudden surge of icy blue ether filled the surroundings.
This colorful vortex flashing with runes swept forward, cutting and crushing the iron trees and corpses along the way, turning into billions of blue-purple ice spears, focusing fire on the Valkyrie on the battlefield.
Faced with a powerful spell that could freeze even the ether factor, Freya lowered her head to look at the compulsory divine seal on her lower abdomen that had lit up at some point in time. She could not help but turn her head back to look at the dwarf flagship in the air, her lips and teeth covered with frost moving in anger.
Bitch!
Loen gladly accepted the praise, and then further activated the forced divine seal, watching the Valkyrie from the Vanir clan rushing towards the God of Winter and the God of Hunting from the Giant clan with sword raised.
Women fighting is his favorite show.
Just as the two goddesses with different styles were fighting, a half-broken mountain roared and smashed towards the dwarf flagship where Loen was.
Loen waved his hand casually, split the boulder with a sword, and looked quietly at the mountain giant with brown skin, tall and burly, and a crown on his head in the Iron Forest.
—Shaki!
The moment he confirmed the other party's identity, Loen jumped decisively, holding the burning flaming magic sword, and fell towards the mountain giant king like a cannonball.
(End of this chapter)
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