Chapter 459 I Love Watching Women Fight the Most

The Iron Forest in the Atrium World.

This is the border between the human world and the giant kingdom. Giant trees transformed from the eyebrows of the ancestor giant Ymir are rooted in the snowy plains. They are cold, straight, and pitch black, like a forest of spears cast from iron.

Creak~ Creak~~

The snow that has accumulated for many years makes a dull sound, and towering figures that are taller than the treetops walk through the Iron Forest.

Most of them have ice blue or brown skin, and use a piece of simple animal skin to cover their lower body. They use tree trunks, ice rods, stone sticks and other primitive materials as weapons, and take heavy steps towards the ice wall built around the Iron Forest.

Frost giants and mountain giants! So many!

On the ice wall, hundreds of Viking warriors and temple priests who were ordered to guard here slightly poked their heads out, and through the wall, they saw the legendary monsters crossing the Iron Forest and walking towards the defense line. They were like facing a great enemy, nervously set up their guns and shields, and chanted the divine text.

As the creations of the gods, they grew up listening to the creation myths of the Asgard.

It is said that even the god Zubli and the god king Bauer died in the hands of the giants. Countless lives were brutally killed by them and used as food to satisfy their hunger. Once these monsters cross the defense line, the fate of the villages and humans in the Midgard world behind can be imagined.

Realizing the mission on their shoulders, the warriors and priests suppressed their instinctive fear and mustered up the courage to throw javelins and curse bullets at the giants coming outside the wall.

However, the weak attack on the giants only made their steps pause slightly, and could not even effectively break through the rock cuticle and frost coldness on their bodies.

Looking at the tiny creatures on the ice wall who resisted in vain, the towering giants laughed.

This group called "humans" was created by Odin in the Midgard world not long ago. Not only are they limited in number, but their physique is also far inferior to that of the Aesir gods. To the more powerful giants, they are just like ants on the ground. They can be crushed to death easily with just a flick of a finger.

Therefore, [humans] are not qualified to be the opponents of giants, let alone they are not worthy of assembling a hundred thousand troops and taking them seriously.

As long as they cross this virtual ice wall and reach the atrium world, they can use the rainbow bridge to attack Asgard, the fairy palace.

Those Aesir gods riding on their giant heads are the real target of this expedition.

Of course, it is not bad to try some snacks to whet the appetite before the main course is served.

Just as the giants grinned and swung the giant trees, stone axes, and ice spears in their hands to smash forward, eager to enjoy the wonderful scene of flesh and blood exploding, a beam of colorful rainbow light fell from the sky, and the powerful power instantly blasted the giant approaching the ice wall into a pile of broken arms and limbs.

The light faded, and a beautiful goddess fully armed appeared in the world. She knelt half-kneeling in a charred pit covered with dense spells, holding a sword and shield, and a pair of white swan wings gently stretched behind her, like a high mountain flower blooming on the snowfield, sacred and inviolable.

"Here they come, the reinforcements from the Fairy Palace!"

The Viking warriors and temple priests who survived the disaster on the wall leaned out and looked at the goddess who appeared in front of them at the critical moment, and couldn't help but cheered deafeningly, and their morale was greatly boosted.

On the contrary, the giants who suffered a lot of losses were furious:

"Kill this woman!"

Looking at the giants who were rushing towards her with gritted teeth across the snow and corpses, and the rainbow bridge that was not yet completely stable, Freya's mouth twitched.

She was the one who made the black hand, but she was thrown to the battlefield to take the blame first, scum!

Above the clouds, Loen ignored Freya's resentful eyes, smiled and waved.

Although this woman was quick-witted and knew how to cling to his thighs, she mixed into the team heading to the courtyard and avoided Odin's anger.

But since she was a prisoner of war, she should be a Palu honestly and not think about just working without effort.

After all, he risked offending Odin to save Freya not because of some kind of heart attack, but to maximize the value of consumables.

As a Valkyrie of the Vanir clan and a target that had just been trained, it would be too wasteful to let her be sacrificed like this.

In contrast, it would be more valuable to throw her on the battlefield in the courtyard to chop giants and indirectly contribute to the great cause of the Aesir.

At the critical moment, she could also use her Vanir identity to plant a nail between the giants and the Vanir clan, and prepare in advance for the future to alienate the relationship between the two parties.

At that time, suspicion became an established fact, and Freya, who was hated by both the Vanir clan and the giants, could only follow him, the [master], all the way to the end.

At this moment, the Valkyrie, who also realized this, parried the falling giant weapon while whispering in a hoarse voice:

"The killer is still in the sky, it's none of my business..."

However, the giants have always been known for their irritability and brainlessness, so they would never listen to the defense of a god.

On the contrary, stimulated by blood and anger, they waved giant trees, stone axes, ice spears and other weapons, and smashed them madly at the enemy who appeared on the battlefield:

"Kill her!"

Seeing that the negotiations were fruitless, the surrounding giants gathered more and more, and the rainbow bridge in the sky only covered the ice wall, and no new personnel were sent out. Freya knew that some bastard was forcing her to take sides, so she could only make up her mind and draw her sword helplessly.

Swish, swish, swish!

The golden sword shadows like a waterfall, wrapped in the roaring ether, slashed forward, and like heavy bombs, the giants rushing up were knocked to the ground, and blood and flesh flew everywhere.

Seeing this, Loen nodded with satisfaction.

Welcome aboard, Your Excellency the Valkyrie of the Warner Clan.

Since the purpose of framing and forcing him to do something has been achieved, Loen no longer continues to watch from the sidelines, and waved his hand to fully open the Rainbow Bridge.

Streams of light rushed out from the colorful vortex, scattered in the sky, and manifested the majestic outlines of floating warships. Rough and loud singing echoed on the battlefield:

"We come from the land of ice and snow

From the place where the sun and hot springs erupt at night

The hammer of the gods will push our ships to new lands

To fight for the tribe, sing and cry Valhalla

The Golden Palace, the place of the gods

I'm coming!"

The fully armed Aesir warriors, accompanied by the flashing of rainbow light, descended on the battlefield in an organized manner, not afraid of enemies that are several times their own.

Born for war, die for honor, this is the concept gradually formed by the Aesir.

Death cannot scare them, because the great god Odin will lead their souls into the Golden Palace and be reborn in the flesh. They drink and talk here, competing with each other in skills until the eternity of the world.

"Immortality! Immortality! Immortality!"

In the almost hoarse roar, the Aesir warriors burst out with divine power, their eyes were 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 flowed wantonly, and they launched a counterattack against the giants who invaded the world of the atrium. The swords, shields, spears, battle axes and other weapons in their hands cut off the hands, feet and heads of giant monsters one by one, and used blood to announce their bravery.

"Roar!"

Under the bloody stimulation, the frost giants and mountain giants of Jotunheim roared like uncivilized beasts, pouring out from the depths of the Iron Forest, grabbing lone Aesir warriors, tearing their spines, trampling their skulls, and announcing to their enemies who is the real master of this land of ice and flames in the most ferocious and sadistic manner.

Although the giants quickly gained the upper hand with their huge numbers and strong individual strength.

But it was not only the Aesir warriors who rushed to this battlefield.

"!"

The protective triangle formed by the rune 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, and cast the spells of recovery, strength, swiftness, 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.

Several giants who relied on their brute force did not believe in evil, and chopped down with a bang. Not only did they fail to hurt those tiny creatures, but they also shattered their simple weapons.

", [k]!"

Then, the runes representing the words of God, fire and light appeared in the sky, and then bombarded the giants in the Iron Forest, causing those monsters to be in chaos.

At the same time, the light elf archers from Alfheim, holding bows and arrows, accurately shot the sharp arrows engraved with divine patterns at several giant leaders who wanted to reorganize their formations to counterattack. The dense arrows almost pierced them into hedgehogs.

The dwarves from Nidavellir also manipulated the floating warships, sprinkled kerosene, activated the magic matrix, and bombed the ground frantically.

Faced with the powerful ground-to-air firepower and the effective coordination of various arms, the giants who were tactically attacked by the dimensionality reduction were stunned for a while and could not help but retreat step by step.

"Front arrow formation, attack!"

As Lorne waved his hand to give orders, the guards of the Asgard gathered around Freya, using the Vanir Valkyrie as the spearhead, taking the opportunity to push forward and prepare to expand the results of the battle.

This bastard...

Freya looked back and glared, and could only acquiesce to the fact that she was an Asa thug, and led the Asgard guards to rush towards the giant army in the Iron Forest.

Things have come to this point, she has to get on this pirate ship.

Fortunately, they came to the atrium, and they were going to chop the giants of Jotunheim, which was not a psychological burden for her, the Vanir goddess.

After all, this is a battlefield, and the opponent took the initiative. You can't let her sit and wait for death, right?

While comforting herself, Freya waved the sword of victory in her hand, and with her powerful fighting power, she chopped down the giants who blocked her way. The guards of the Asgard followed up decisively, clearing out the giants who went deep into the Iron Forest step by step.

However, just as the victory news came from the front, a crisp and cold hum came from the depths of the Iron Forest.

"! []!"

The cold storm blew across the sky, sweeping over the hundreds of Asgard guards who went deep into the front, and mercilessly froze them into solidified ice sculptures.

"Crack!!"

The next moment, the ice-blue blood instantly pierced the blood vessels and muscles of the Asgard guards, causing the solidified bodies to shatter violently.

The reddish ice slag rolled all around, like crystal fragments all over the ground, reflecting a magnificent luster.

But the frozen flesh and blood fragments inside were full of curiosity, which made the Asir warriors shudder and subconsciously stopped their attack.

A spellcaster among the giants? Have you mastered a relatively complete rune?

Lorne narrowed his eyes and followed the flow of magic power to look at the source.

I saw a two-meter-tall woman with red eyes and purple hair, wearing snow boots, holding a small magic wand made of cen wood, standing majestically on the white snow.

The purple-white combat hunting suit was a little messy, and the edge of the monster fur was almost stained red with blood. The gaps between the metal armor plates could vaguely see the fragments of flesh and blood, which matched her small figure and cold and arrogant temperament.

She was called a giant, but more like a goddess.

A hybrid of a giant and a god?

Lorne frowned and asked in a deep voice:

"Who is she? Does anyone know her?"

"Skadi, she is the daughter of Shaki, the king of the mountain giants. Because of her powerful power of ice and snow and magical talent, she is worshipped as the winter god and hunting god by the giants."

Several dwarf craftsmen from the dwarf country on the deck of the spacecraft answered in a muffled voice, looking at the half-blood goddess on the battlefield with a trace of fear.

The dwarf kingdom of Nidavellir where the dwarves are located borders Jotunheim where the giants are located. In addition, the dwarves are good at mining and digging holes, so they often look for mines and dig veins everywhere.

Therefore, they inevitably deal with the mountain giants.

In the conflicts between the two tribes, the winter and hunting god Skadi relied on his powerful fighting power to kill countless elites of the dwarf tribe. He was a terrifying existence among the dwarves that could almost stop children from crying at night.

As Loen listened to the dwarves' slightly horrified description, his eyes gradually became subtle.

Although he didn't know the mountain giant king Shaki and the winter goddess Skadi now, he would 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 was not as simple as ordinary giants. He was proficient in spells and transformations, and had always coveted the fruit of youth and the beautiful goddess of youth Icheng in the holy garden of Asgard.

On one occasion, Shaki found an opportunity to capture Loki, coerced the god of trickery to help him trick Icheng out, and then he turned 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.

For the Asgard gods, the fruit of youth is the foundation for maintaining divine power and eternal youth, and it must not be lost. The goddess of youth Izumi is the only person who is allowed by the three goddesses of fate to pick the fruit of youth, who is also crucial to the divine power of the Aesir.

Faced with severe interrogation, the criminal Loki had to confess.

In order to make up for his crime, he could only put on the "swan feather weave" borrowed from Freya, the goddess of love, and turned into a bird. When Shaki went out hunting, he turned the goddess of youth Izumi into a drupe and hid it on his body, and fled all the way to Asgard.

However, Shaki pursued him relentlessly, and finally, 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 gods.

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 as long as they could make this serious ice and snow goddess laugh, the two sides would be able to resolve their differences.

The person who was pushed out for the bet was naturally Loki himself.

After letting go of the lower limit and showing off a wave of operations with the goat in public, Skadi was successfully amused and had to abide by the oath and was forced to give up revenge.

In another story, "Loki's Argument", a trickster god also publicly mocked Skadi for her friendly attitude in bed, secretly revealing the unusual relationship between the two.

The winter god and hunting god of the giants? Just to test your quality.

Loen 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, and 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 brilliant light split the hard iron tree, tore the towering giant, and went straight to the purple-haired goddess on the snow.

",, [], []!"

Skadi frowned, her lips moved, and she chanted the high-speed divine words. At the same time, she waved the cinnabar wand in her hand repeatedly, and gathered dozens of blue-purple ice crystals with magic power to intercept the golden sword light.

As a slight sting came from her face, the purple-haired goddess raised her hand to touch the bloodstain on the side of her cheek cut by the broken ice and wind pressure, slowly raised the cinnabar wand in her hand, and chanted coldly with a sense of bleakness:

"The prosperous must perish as the law of the world, and the morning sun will have its own evening. What I hope for is a snow-white scenery;

What I hope for is a beautiful world of death;

What I hope for is the ugliness of all things submerged, and the frozen eternity.

O frozen earth of death, obey the roar of the snow and give this world a colder and more desolate freezing!"

Accompanied by the cold low chant, the surroundings suddenly became ice-blue ether frenzy.

This colorful vortex flashing with rune runes swept forward, cutting and smashing 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 looked down at the forced divine seal that had lit up at some point on her lower abdomen, and turned her head back to look at the dwarf flagship in the air, her lips and teeth covered with frost opening and closing in grief and anger.

Bitch!

For this compliment, Lorne gladly accepted it, and then further activated the forced divine seal, watching the Valkyrie of the Warner clan raise her sword and rush towards the Winter God and Hunting God of the Giant Clan.

Women fighting is his favorite show.

Just as the two goddesses of different styles started fighting, a half-cut mountain also roared and smashed towards the dwarf flagship where Lorne was.

Lorne waved his hand casually, splitting the boulder with a sword, and looked at the brown-skinned, tall and burly mountain giant with a crown on his head in the Iron Forest.

——Shaki!

The moment he confirmed the other party's identity, Lorne jumped decisively, holding the burning flaming magic sword, and fell towards the mountain giant king like a cannonball.