Chapter 522: Very big, very soft, very... prickly?
The noisy place, Solemheim.
This is a barren land surrounded by mountains. The continuous mountains seem to be the backbone of the earth, majestic and cold. The sky is always covered with a thick layer of leaden clouds, making it difficult for sunlight to penetrate, making the whole area shrouded in a cold and depressing atmosphere all year round.
In the mountains, the cold wind was like a sharp blade, cutting every inch of exposed skin of outsiders. The vast wasteland was covered with ice-blue permafrost, and a few sparse vegetation struggled tenaciously in the long-lasting blizzard of the Giant Country, but it seemed that they could be swallowed up by this cruel force at any time.
“A-choo!”
Accompanied by an uncomfortable sneeze, a tall blonde beauty wearing a swan feather robe with a large area of white skin exposed could not help but mobilize the thunder power in her body to resist the severe cold in the Land of Giants.
However, as soon as the lightning rose, it was dispersed by a hand that landed on his shoulder.
"Freya doesn't have the ability to control thunder. You have already entered Solem's territory. If you don't want to be exposed, you better behave yourself."
Lorne, who was behind him, reminded his reckless nephew in a bad mood.
Thor looked at his elegant and complicated swan feathers, the heavy flesh on his chest, and his blond hair and blue eyes on the ice. His face was exactly the same as that of the incarnation of the goddess of love. He suddenly felt a strong sense of shame, his face flushed and hot, and he couldn't help but back out in his heart:
"Why don't we just forget it? Let's think of another way?"
"Forget it, forget it. Anyway, what Solem has in his hand is not mine, so I don't care."
Lorne answered very straightforwardly, even patting Thor on the shoulder, showing his sympathy.
"As for you, if you give up now, not to mention what will happen if the embarrassing news of Thor's hammer being lost gets out, all the suffering you've endured before will be in vain."
As Thor listened, the nightmarish experience resurfaced in his mind.
In order to truly play the role of "Freya", he went through a lot of hardships along the way.
In addition to applying powder, makeup, jewelry and wearing a skirt, they also have to remove hair from their entire body.
After all, a goddess who is in charge of love and beauty must have smooth and tender skin, and abundant male body hair is an impossible feature.
Illusions can disguise appearance and deceive vision, but it is difficult to change the sense of touch at close range.
To this end, Loen took the initiative to perform full body hair removal services for him.
And that day in the grove, his screams lasted for several hours.
In addition, in order to perfectly deceive Solem, he also had to change the tone of his voice and the posture of his walk, and try to be as close to Freya as possible in his words and actions.
And since entering the noisy place, he has never urinated while standing again.
Thor thought about the humiliating scenes and almost gritted his teeth. The motivation to persevere was rekindled in his heart:
"That's right. Now that it has come to this, I will crawl to Solem even if I have to crawl, and make that bastard pay the price!"
After being comprehensively transformed by Lorne and Brunhilde, the originally murderous words spoken from Thor's lipstick-smeared cherry lips seemed to have a different kind of charm, like a resentful and beautiful woman who was determined to take revenge after being betrayed by a scumbag.
I have to say that this Asgardian god of thunder does have a talent for dressing up as a woman.
While secretly sighing, Loen used the crystal stone hidden in his sleeve to secretly record the whole process.
With such good material (evidence), of course I should keep a few copies as souvenirs (evidence).
"How far is this place from Solem's lair?" Thor's question interrupted Loen's thoughts.
Lorne came back to his senses and looked around.
The snow accumulation nearby has decreased visibly, and the wind blowing on our bodies has also weakened.
Occasionally, traces of Warcraft activities can be seen along the way, as well as several abandoned large caves or simple stone houses, revealing the atmosphere of a civilized settlement.
"It should be here soon. Be careful and don't give yourself away."
Luo En reminded in a deep voice, his voice was clear, pleasant and gentle.
But in the eyes of outsiders, she is a tall and pretty maid with silver hair.
The person who accompanied Freya to exchange the artifact is naturally more suitable for this identity.
So to be on the safe side, Loen had to put up with it a bit and use some kind of illusion to disguise himself to a certain extent.
"Sir, there seems to be a castle ahead."
The Valkyrie Brunhilde, who was walking in front, pointed to a hill in the distance and turned back to report her discovery.
As the only real female in the team, she naturally plays another dowry maid of Freya in her true colors.
Hearing the voice, Lorne and Thor looked in the direction of Brunhilde's finger.
I saw a towering castle built on the mountain, standing on a cliff cave. The wild and towering spire stood in the howling wind, tearing through the dark clouds in the sky, looking majestic and eye-catching.
Inside the wall, houses built with huge stones and man-made caves are densely packed together. Figures with blue or brown skin and holding simple weapons occupy higher ground and patrol back and forth.
arrive!
Thor and Lorne looked at each other and nodded, and they quickened their pace at the same time.
After passing through a magic barrier, the scene before us was filled with a savage and bloody atmosphere.
On both sides of the road leading to the castle gate, there are ferocious monsters and tall giants, some of which are frozen into ice crystals to serve as road signs, and some are strung together like bacon on icy shards and hung in the wind and snow to serve as exhibits to deter foreign enemies. Frost giants are the most numerous among them.
These were obviously the work of the former Frost Giant King, Thorem, who used them to show off his power and cruelty.
After all, the internal atmosphere of the giants has always been brave and aggressive. In this wild land with scarce resources and harsh environment, the weak have no room to survive and are only fit to become nourishment and stepping stones for the strong.
Especially in this "noisy land" called Solemheim, the competition is even more fierce.
This is where mountain giants, frost giants, and storm giants live together. They have always believed that the strong are respected, and only those with big enough fists can gain a foothold here.
The losers in the competition for survival are often executed cruelly and mercilessly by the winners, becoming a tool to define the boundaries of various forces and warn outsiders.
The bloody spectacle before our eyes came from this.
As Lorne and the other two approached the castle gate, several frost giants on guard jumped down from the rock wall, holding up their ice spears, and warned loudly:
“Stop!”
The three of them stopped obediently, and Luo En, the "head maid", took the initiative to step forward and introduce:
"This is Lady Freya. We are from Asgard and would like to request to see your leader to discuss something."
"Asgardian?"
The leading frost giant was slightly stunned, then sneered and said,
"Wait for me. I will report to Lord Solem."
As he spoke, the Frost Giant leader gave a warning look to several of his men, then turned around and rushed to the castle to deliver the message.
Soon, the outer magic barrier was extinguished, and the heavy city gate opened.
A frost giant wearing a bear skin, with ice-blue skin and scarlet eyes walked out of the castle. The bone structure on his head that looked like a crown, and the condensed and lingering frost around him, showed his former identity.
——Tholem, the former Frost Giant King.
"Are you Freya?"
"Yes, I was entrusted by Thor to find his lost things."
Thor resisted the urge to take action and answered with a pinched throat.
The sweet and charming voice, beautiful appearance, and plump and attractive figure made Solem infatuated. He asked with a lewd smile:
"Since you dare to come, you should know the terms of exchange for that thing."
"Sir, as you can see, we are willing to comply with your request and make the exchange."
Lorne stepped forward to answer and asked,
"Since we have shown our sincerity in seeking reconciliation, shouldn't you also take out that thing and let us see it?"
However, Solem shook his head with a cunning smile on his face:
"The principle of barter has always been that it is only valid after both parties have received it. You can want that thing, but you have to wait until I officially marry Freya."
It’s not that easy after all.
As expected, Loen shook his head and looked at Thor beside him.
Thinking of the instructions before leaving, Thor gritted his teeth and tried to squeeze a smile from his delicately made-up face:
"Okay, I promise."
"Haha, what are we waiting for? Let's go into the castle and get this done right away!"
Solem's eyes lit up, and he quickly called on his frost giant subordinates to quickly prepare for the wedding.
Seeing that their leader had successfully forced Asgard to back down and made the famous goddess of love Freya agree to marry him, all the frost giants present were delighted and worked hard to decorate the castle and set up the wedding venue.
Soon, the whole castle looked brand new, and various foods and drinks were brought to the tables one after another.
The rich aroma filled the hall, and Thor, who was welcomed to the dining table to wait for his marriage, could not help but start to feast on the food.
In a short while, eight salmon, a bulgar, and a large barrel of ale were stuffed into his stomach.
When Solem heard the noise and saw the empty plates piled high in front of the bride, as well as the fish and beef bones scattered all over the floor, he was immediately shocked:
"Are you hungry?"
"Of course."
Lorne quickly stood up to save the situation, and half-truthfully explained for Thor,
"My master came to Thorheim from Asgard to meet the warrior who defeated Thor. He traveled day and night and didn't eat for eight days and nights. It's a rare opportunity for him to sit down and be entertained by you, so he naturally wants to have a good meal."
Hearing Loen's flattery, Solem showed a proud look on his face and most of the doubts in his heart were dispelled.
Although eating so much does not seem to be in line with the image of Freya, the environment in the Land of Giants is notoriously bad, and it is indeed difficult to balance the itinerary and find something to eat on the road.
It is rare to have a stable environment, so it is normal for this goddess to eat more to replenish her energy.
Besides, only when you are full can you have the energy to complete the next activity, right?
"The venue is ready, so let's..."
Just as Solem was about to open his mouth to move the wedding forward, Thor at the table couldn't help burping, perhaps because he was too full or too drunk.
Suddenly, a sound like muffled thunder echoed in the hall, and a trace of the lightning power in Thor's body accidentally leaked out.
Solem looked back and was startled:
"Freya's eyes, are, are they glowing?"
Lorne glared at Thor who had been causing trouble one after another, and with an unchanging smile on his face, he explained in a relaxed tone:
"Of course, I want to take this opportunity to test your courage and adaptability. As the goddess who selects warriors for Asgard, only those who have the courage to remain calm in the face of danger are qualified to be favored by her and become her husband."
Hearing this, Solem suddenly remembered.
In addition to her duties as the goddess of love and beauty, Freya seems to be a Valkyrie who selects the souls of brave warriors from the battlefield.
At this moment, Luo En, who was standing beside him, seemed to have lost consciousness and came back to his senses and asked:
"Oh, by the way, what did you want to say?"
"Ahem, I want to say that your goddess' eyes are bright and beautiful."
Solem answered with a dry cough, pretending to be calm.
Then, he pointed to the arranged meeting place and said impatiently:
"It's almost time, let's start the ceremony."
As he spoke, the former Frost Giant King grabbed Thor's wrist and dragged the beautiful bride to a frost altar.
On the altar was a clay jar engraved with secret words.
Solem opened his mouth first and spat into the pottery jar, then made way and motioned the bride to do the same.
This is an ancient covenant ceremony, indicating that the oath made together is sacred and cannot be changed (original Norse mythology).
In response, Thor did as he was told without any psychological burden.
He is going to marry Freya, what does it have to do with him, Thor?
As the ceremony was completed, the last bit of doubt in Solem's heart was dispelled.
He opened his arms eagerly and hugged his newly married wife in his arms, wanting to go into the house and do the deed immediately.
When Thor reacted, he felt the strong fishy smell of the animal skin coming towards his nose, and two cold claws were wandering restlessly on his buttocks and back.
I am XXXXX!
Thor shuddered, goose bumps appeared all over his body, and the thunder power in his body almost got out of control, and he blasted Solem, who molested him, into pieces on the spot.
Seeing that his nephew was about to lose his temper, Lorne quickly held down Solem's arm and shouted:
"Respect is mutual. The wedding has been completed, but what about the things you promised? If you want to regret it, the engagement will be invalidated!"
As he spoke, Lorne grabbed Thor's arm and made a gesture as if he was going to take the hostess away:
"My Lady Goddess, your sincerity is in vain, but these frost giants are so untrustworthy. Let's go!"
Seeing that his good fortune was about to end, the lustful Solem could not help but get anxious:
"The thing is here! I'll take it out right away!"
As he spoke, he quickly drew several runes on the wedding altar.
Accompanied by a vibration of ether factor, the stolen Thor's hammer flew out from the opened magic array and fell into Thorem's hands.
"My beauty, are you finally satisfied now?"
Thorem smiled while holding Thor's hammer in one hand, and put his other hand on the plump chest of the "Goddess of Love", kneading it wantonly.
Well, it's big and soft.
As if it was not satisfied yet, its claws squeezed into the groove inside the clothes and explored more deeply.
Hmm, it’s big, soft, and a little... prickly?
The next moment, a piercing pain came from my hand.
“Ouch!”
Solem let out a shrill scream, and his arms slipped out from the goddess' collar as if he had been electrocuted, swinging wildly.
"What? Get out of here!"
Looking at the orange-yellow soft-bodied creature biting his arm tightly, Thorem was shocked and angry, and subconsciously raised the Thor's hammer in his right hand.
However, as soon as he raised his right hand, it was grabbed by an iron-like arm and the bones were crushed roughly.
"I've tolerated you for so long, you bastard!"
With an extremely suppressed roar, the originally delicate goddess of love in Solem's arms immediately turned into a burly blond muscular man. She snatched the Thor's hammer from his hand and launched a thundering blow at his chin.
“Boom!”
Under the fierce lightning, Solem's entire head exploded, and golden-blue divine blood fell like raindrops.
As the headless corpse in the hall staggered and fell, Thor, who had been feeling depressed all the way and even had to sacrifice his chastity, tore his wedding dress to pieces, raised his foot and stomped on Solem's head that had rolled to his feet, crushing it to pieces.
"You saw it, didn't you?"
Thor carried the bloody Thor's hammer and stepped over Thorem's body, transformed into a fierce lightning, and rushed towards the stunned frost giants at the scene with a grim smile.
"Die! All of you die!"
Listening to the dense sound of bones breaking and the continuous roar of thunder in the hall, Lorne, who had pulled Brunhilde out of the hall in advance, secretly made the sign of the cross on his chest and mourned for the unfortunate people inside.
Have a nice journey, Amen.
(End of this chapter)
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