Chapter 464 Lolita Development Plan

By this time, the armies of the mountain giants and frost giants had already withdrawn to Jotunheim, leaving only dead bones and pits covered in snow in the forest, indicating the intensity of the battle.

The Immortal Palace defenders on top of the ice wall saw Lorne's figure appearing on the snowfield, and their nerves that had been tense for months finally relaxed.

During this period of vigilance, they were really worried that the master would die in Jotunheim, and then those giants would tear up the contract and launch a massive attack.

"Dad!"

A petite figure rushed out of the ice wall and quickly ran into Lorne's arms.

"You are finally back. If you don't come, your daughter will rush into Jotunheim to find you."

Freya fluttered her wings and landed, complaining angrily.

Snitching? Bad woman!

As if her tail had been stepped on, Holo bared her teeth at Freya behind her:

"Stop slandering us! We just went out for a walk to understand the enemy's situation!"

"Crack!"

Lorne slapped Holo on the head and hummed angrily,

"Come on, I don't know you yet? Don't do it again!"

Hearing the words of picking it up high and putting it down gently, Holo, who thought she was going to be beaten again, suddenly smiled and nodded like a chicken pecking at rice.

"Wait! What happened to your eyes?"

Lorne held down the little head in front of him, looked at the pair of eyes that were so scarlet that they overflowed with blood, and frowned.

"What about this?" Holo blinked, looking confused, "We don't know, it seems like I had a very strange dream some time ago, and it suddenly happened like this after I woke up."

"The day Asgard and Jotunheim went to war?"

"Yes! It seems to be that time."

Hearing Holo's answer, Lorne frowned even deeper:

"Then is there anything wrong with you?"

"Is it true that my appetite has increased? In addition, my teeth have been itching a lot recently."

Holo scratched her head and expressed her troubles.

Freya on the side sneered and filled in the omitted glorious deeds for Holo:

"Why don't you tell me the rest? I tore up more than twenty pieces of armor because my hands were itchy, and broke over a hundred hemlock trees to catch a rabbit to make soup. Finally, I said I went to the beach to catch fish to provide food, but seven of them were killed. Eight Kraken were thrown ashore, almost killing the accompanying priest..."

Luo En's face turned dark when he heard this, and he couldn't help but glare at the troublemaker who wanted to avoid the important and take the easy.

Holo's head shrank, and she couldn't help but look fiercely at Freya, who was complaining about her. Her teeth were grinding together.

This bad woman is always against her, just wait, sooner or later she will look good!

"Okay, Asgard and Jotunheim have made a truce, there is no need for you to stay here. Go back to Heather Island immediately and finish the confinement for me!"

"Dad, don't do it! It's dark and small there, and no one is talking to us yet. It will suffocate the wolf to death!"

Upon hearing this, Holo's expression suddenly fell. She hugged the keeper's arm tightly and cried miserably.

But although the voice was loud, there were no tears in the corners of his eyes.

Faced with such poor acting, Lorne was naturally unmoved and directly issued an ultimatum with a cold face:

"I'll give you half a day to rush back. If I see you wandering around outside again, I'll be fined for an additional three months!"

Hearing this, Holo could not help but remain silent. She could only lower her head in depression, preparing to follow her temple priest back to Heather Island to continue her imprisonment.

"etc!"

The voice came from behind, and Holo, who was walking reluctantly, immediately turned her head and looked at her old father in surprise:

"Dad, have you changed your mind? I knew it..."

"Freya, go back with her! If she dares to sneak out before time is up, report to me immediately."

However, Lorne turned to one side expressionlessly and gave the order to the Valkyrie beside him to supervise him.

Finally, Holo gave up completely. Her pair of originally smart wolf ears drooped feebly, and she walked toward the activated Rainbow Bridge teleportation array with great sadness and anger.

Watching his daughter's figure disappear into the colorful light belt, Lorne's face was uncertain, and he turned to look back at the iron forest behind him that still had traces of the war, his eyes flickering faintly.

It seemed that the bet between him and Olweg was more than that.

It seemed that some potential influence had spread to the nine major kingdoms along with that divine competition.

Holo's eyes turn red and her desire for destruction increases, which is an external manifestation of demonic wolf transformation. This may mean that she is accelerating her transformation into the legendary god-eating wolf Fenrir.

Unable to determine the specific cause and solution, Lorne could only drive Holo back to Heather Island, hoping to use the rich and fertile divinity on the island to suppress the ferocity of the demonic wolf transformation and slow down the process.

"Things...have...been...resolved? When...are we going...to the Immortal Palace?"

Mimir stood up unsteadily from under the hemlock tree and asked with a big tongue.

Due to drinking too much along the way, Mimir was almost drunk as soon as he arrived at the atrium, and he could hardly hold the wine glass dangling in his hand.

"immediately!"

Lorne smiled apologetically, then calmed the surrounding human priests and fairy palace guards, and ordered them to open the Rainbow Bridge.

As the runes on the altar lit up and the colorful light pillars hung down, Lorne dragged Mimir into it.

Before the drunken giant of wisdom could stand firm, the moving rainbow bridge sent a strange tearing force, causing him to stagger and almost fall. The golden cup in his hand also shook violently, and a large amount of honey wine transformed from the wisdom spring water splashed out along the rainbow light, turning into golden light rain, falling into the entire atrium world.

"Wine, my wine...!"

Seeing this, Mimir felt very painful and tightly grasped the golden cup in his hand.

"It's just a little spilled, it's okay. Wait until you get to the fairy palace, I promise to let you drink enough!"

While comforting, Loen waved quietly.

Fine golden light threads descended from the sky, silently blending into the bodies of humans working in the fields, hunting in the forest, and guarding on the ice wall.

Some kind of indescribable feeling of tipsiness surged in the chests of the atrium humans who were caught in the rain, and their thoughts also diverged endlessly with the feeling of floating in the air.

The breathing of plants, the roar of wild beasts, the fierce battle of gods, the fight of giants... Various sounds from the nine kingdoms poured into their brains, exploding like bright stars, forming infinite thoughts and perceptions.

Glancing at the half-cup of wine left in the golden cup, and Mimir who took a break from his busy schedule and drank greedily in the rainbow bridge, Loen smiled playfully.

Drink, drink, since you like drinking so much, then you don't want this wisdom divinity nurtured by the Fountain of Wisdom.

After all, drinking too much wine can easily hurt your brain...

As his eyes fell on the atrium world bathed in golden rain, Loen's face could not help but ripple with a happy smile.

The holy grail containing the fountain of wisdom is his artifact. In addition to the superficial function of turning water into wine, the more important thing is to store and absorb divinity and bless life.

So, although Mimir drank all the way, he did not absorb much of the essence of the fountain of wisdom.

On the contrary, the small half cup that he spilled due to shaking hands almost took away most of the wisdom and divinity in the fountain of wisdom.

Once the humans in the courtyard absorb the golden rain sprinkled from the sky, they will gain more wisdom and knowledge, and the tribe will usher in rapid development.

In contrast, the giants who have lost the nourishment of the fountain of wisdom will find it difficult to produce wise men who can see the situation clearly for a long time in the future, and will become more ignorant and aggressive, thus falling into continuous internal consumption in the competition for survival resources.

This is a soft knife that does not bleed.

When Mimir was fooled into the pirate ship by him and took away most of the fountain of wisdom, the decline of the giants and the rise of humans had already settled.

In the original Norse mythology, Odin also did something similar.

He used various means including fraud and power tactics to risk his life to cheat a kind of poetic mead that opened up wisdom from the giants and gave it to humans. Anyone who tasted it can become a poet and become more wise.

Since Odin no longer has the power of the god of wine, Loen naturally chose to do it for him.

Therefore, he not only emptied almost all the wisdom fountain guarded by the giants, turned it into honey wine and gave it to the humans in the courtyard, but also abducted the wise giant Mimir to Asgard, making him deeply bound to Asgard.

As for the throne of Jotunheim...

It was promised to Odin, what does Loki have to do with it?

Besides, even if he didn't mind letting Mimir take the position, there was still the mountain giant king Shaki stuck on it.

Without Shaki, the rest of the mountain giants and frost giants might not obey this wise giant.

The reason is very simple. Mimir, the old guy, guarded the wisdom fountain and drank his fill, but rarely shared it with outsiders.

His so-called "wisdom" is nothing more than some intrigues and rich insights, which is far from that of a real wise man.

Why didn't Orvig bring him with him when the war started, and why did the giants of Jotunheim isolate him?

Isn't it because he saw through his selfish nature.

If he was really smart, he should have used the Fountain of Wisdom to win over the giants of Jotunheim, instead of taking all the benefits for himself and packing it up as private property before leaving.

In the face of such self-destructive behavior, the hot-tempered mountain giants and frost giants were already well-mannered if they didn't tear him apart alive. Mimir still expected them to follow him? It was pure wishful thinking.

In addition, he took the Fountain of Wisdom away and joined Asgard, which was equivalent to shameless betrayal in the eyes of those simple-minded giants. After a long time, Mimir might not even think about returning to Jotunheim, and could only cling to the thighs of the Aesir.

In addition, if I remember correctly, this old guy is still useful if you want to end the war between Vanir and Aesir.

Colorful beams of light were projected onto the center of the Asgard. Looking at Mimir, who was drunk on the altar, Loen showed a malicious smirk on his face, and waved to the Asgard guards who came from both sides to introduce him:

"This is the uncle of His Majesty Odin, a wise giant from Jotunheim. Arrange a bedroom for him immediately, and..."

"Wine! I want to drink!"

Mimir reminded with a big tongue, and his emotions were high.

Loen smiled and nodded, and then added:

"Prepare him the best wine in Asgard, as much as he wants!"

"Yes, sir!"

Several Asgard guards nodded respectfully, and helped the drunk Mimir to the inner city of Asgard.

Watching Palu, who was fooled by him into the pirate ship, disappear from his sight, Loen stretched his muscles and turned to ask the Asgard guards on the side:

"How is the battle situation in Vanaheim?"

"We can still hold on..."

The Asgard guard next to him coughed dryly and looked embarrassed.

Hearing this, Lorne narrowed his eyes slightly.

According to the reckless character of the Aesir, defending is a kind of failure.

And the meaning of "still being able to defend" undoubtedly proves that the situation in this war of gods has been extremely unfavorable to the Aesir.

Is Warner so difficult?

Lorne frowned and asked again.

"Where is Odin?"

"Your Majesty, he is in the Golden Palace..."

"If he doesn't go to the front line, what is he doing in the Golden Palace?"

"Accompanying a giantess named Jiaode to give birth. She is your Majesty's new love brought from the underworld. She was already pregnant when she came, and she is about to give birth."

The captain of the garrison next to him answered cautiously, his face full of embarrassment.

Looking at the resentment flashing in the eyes of the other people, Lorne frowned deeply.

He didn't oppose Odin going out to have fun.

After all, as a god, his own ass is not clean, and he is not qualified to point fingers at Odin.

But this kind of thing also depends on the time!

The Vanir had won battle after battle, while the Aesir had been defeated. The situation was urgent. How could he still have the mood to find a lover?

However, why did the name "Jiaode" sound familiar? It seemed like I had heard it somewhere before.

Just as Loen was thinking, a black light rushed out of the Golden Palace and penetrated the sky.

The overwhelming coldness and the death that almost froze the soul spread wildly around. As soon as the birds in the sky came into contact with the black light, they became stiff and fell straight to the ground, breaking into pools of scarlet flesh.

What?

Faced with the sudden situation, the guards of the Asgard drew their swords and prepared to gather at the Golden Palace.

"Don't panic, you guard here, I'll go and see!"

Loen shouted at the guards who were facing a great enemy and quickly came to the front of the Golden Palace.

In just a few seconds, the entire temple was almost engulfed by the thick black light fog, and the strong malice towards life spread.

Just as Loen pulled out the flaming sword from the magic circle and was about to rush into the Golden Palace to find out what was going on, the door was suddenly knocked open.

Odin held up the swaddling clothes in his hand, his face full of excitement and excitement:

"Loki, I succeeded!"

"What?"

"My daughter!"

In the proud declaration, the Aesir God King handed the swaddling clothes in his hand to his good brother, his tone full of boasting,

"Look, how cute and powerful she is!"

Loen took the swaddling clothes, looked at the baby girl who was wrapped in death, her skin was sickly pale, and her eyes were as deep as black holes, his voice was a little dry:

"Does she have a name?"

"Hela!"

Odin answered without hesitation, obviously he had been prepared for a long time.

Hearing this familiar name, Lorne took a deep breath and asked the question in his heart:

"How can she possess the divinity of death?"

"I went to Helheim and collected the purest and most powerful death in that land where only the dead exist. Then, by combining with Jode, I injected this power into our blood."

Odin narrated the story, excitedly and proudly raised his daughter above his head,

"This is the sword I forged for Asgard! Her birth will bring victory and glory to Asgard!"

However, as if frightened, the baby girl in the swaddling clothes flattened her mouth and cried loudly.

Suddenly, a strong aura of death spread from her body, and the maids and guards fell to the ground one by one, and their bodies weakened rapidly.

Odin saw this, his face changed, and he tried to comfort his daughter in a hurry to stop the horrible cry.

However, due to his lack of experience in caring for children, and the fact that this was his eldest daughter, Odin's clumsy efforts not only failed to stop the baby girl from crying, but made her cry even more fiercely.

Seeing that the maids and guards around the Golden Palace were about to be drained of their vitality, Loen reluctantly stepped forward, took the swaddling clothes from Odin's hands, and gently held it in his arms in the most comfortable position for the baby, humming a soft melody.

Suddenly, the little guy who was frightened by his own father burst into laughter, and his black eyes curiously looked at the figure holding her, babbling, and his little hands grabbed the handsome face.

Seeing that the crisis was resolved, Odin breathed a sigh of relief:

"Loki, you still have a way."

"I have seen this kind of thing a lot in the courtyard, and I know a little bit."

Loen perfunctorily said while coaxing the newborn Hela.

Looking at the warm and harmonious scene, Odin's eyes flashed, and he spoke in a deep voice:

"It just so happens that I still need to deal with the Vanir and have no time to take care of this child, so she will be raised by you for the time being. During this period, I hope you can teach her swordsmanship and magic, so that she can become a qualified warrior! When she grows up and can effectively control the divinity of death, that will be the time for us to counterattack!"

Listening to Odin's ambitions and plans, Loen looked at the babbling little guy in his arms, and his thoughts kept churning in his mind.

Who is Jode? He finally remembered.

A giantess with the power of the earth, the mother of Thor.

So, the goddess of death Hela became Odin's eldest daughter? Thor's sister?

It's messed up, everything is messed up...