Chapter 504 Why Did You Come Back? (Revised)

Loki?

The legendary [Lord of the Atrium] who has disappeared for hundreds of years?

The blood brother of the great god Odin?

Looking at the two people hugging each other passionately on the field, everyone looked at each other in disbelief.

Frey, who was arguing with his sister, couldn't help but shut his mouth in silence, filled with fear.

Now he finally understood why his sister Freya was ruthless to an outsider and to his own brother.

To most of the younger people in the Nine Realms, Loki is just a legend.

But for the Warner Protoss, who had experienced the first divine war, this was a demon that could stop children from crying at night.

Back then, it was this god of fire and trickery who sat in the atrium and challenged the two armies of the [Giant Kingdom] and the [Fire Kingdom], defeated the three giant kings Olweg, Sharkey, and Surtur, and single-handedly defeated the three giant kings. The force changed the entire war pattern, and finally forced the Warner Protoss to give up their plan to unify the nine realms and shake hands with the Asa Protoss to make peace.

As a prince of the Warner clan, these are all things he has experienced personally.

Even to this day, he still clearly remembered the monster's feat of capturing his sister Freya alive and seriously injuring his mother Frigga on the battlefield.

The two most powerful goddesses of the Warner Protoss are no match for this guy. If a male god with a weaker fighting ability is grudged by such a guy, the consequences can be imagined.

If Freya hadn't kicked him away just now and made him choose to get out of this matter, maybe he would be the one who had his legs broken by Odin and was lying on the ground screaming.

Frey glanced at the God of Poetry Brachi, whose legs were twisted into twists and had fainted from pain several times, and couldn't help but secretly feel lucky.

At this time, after a brief exchange of greetings, the two blood alliance brothers who had reunited after a long separation seemed to think of the unlucky guy on the ground who had his leg broken.

"It's just a small friction, there's no need to be so harsh." Lorne shook his head helplessly.

"He asked for it!"

Odin snorted coldly, and then looked at Tyr and Heimdall outside the field with a sullen expression.

"What are you doing standing still? Why don't you come over and pay homage to your uncle! Do you want me to invite him?"

When Tyr and Heimdall heard this, they suddenly woke up from a dream, quickly put away their weapons, and bowed respectfully to Lorn.

Lorne smiled and nodded, not embarrassing the two brothers.

Seeing that the atmosphere at the scene had eased, Odin couldn't help but breathed a sigh of relief, laughed and extended the invitation:

"It's rare that you can come back. Let's go back to the Golden Palace with me to drink. We won't get drunk today! It just so happens that my children can come and meet your uncle."

Lorne pointed at the giant dragon carcass that had split up and the bloody scene, and reminded helplessly:

"Let's wait another day. The dwarf king just lost his son, and his daughter is in a coma. There are still a lot of things waiting for me to deal with..."

Immediately, he glanced at the God of Poetry on the ground and said kindly:

"Brachi is also seriously injured. How about letting him go back to Turin with me to recuperate?"

"No, he can't die!"

Odin waved his hand, then faced the three Brakis and snorted coldly,

"The accounts between me and these three bastards haven't been settled yet. I'll take them away first. When the matter is investigated clearly, I will give you an explanation!"

"The one who died was the son of the Dwarf King. What do I want to explain..."

"Then give justice to the Dwarf King! Don't worry, I will personally go to Turin City in three days!"

"Okay, then I'll wait for you in Turin City."

Lorne nodded in response, and then watched Odin and everyone in the Asgard disappear into the light of the Rainbow Bridge.

With the departure of the Asgardian team and the death of the last high-ranking dragon, the dragon disaster that swept the entire dwarf country came to an end in an anticlimactic manner.

Looking at the dragon corpse in the pool of blood and the legendary Lord of the Atrium, everyone at the scene was confused for a moment and didn't know what to do next.

Lorne thought for a moment, waved his hand and ordered:

"You stay and clean up here, and then transport the things back to Turin as planned. Eden's condition is not stable, and Freya and I need to send her back to the palace first."

After hearing this clear instruction, the concerned teams relaxed and began to implement it in an orderly manner.

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The morning dawns and the night ends.

Lorne and Freya rushed all the way, taking the unconscious Eden back to Turin City first.

Seeing his daughter returning safely and learning that his son died on the way, the dwarf king couldn't help but have mixed feelings and burst into tears. He told the Valkyrie Freya and Lorne, who had regained his identity, the whole story.

It turns out that after the brothers Fafnir and Leijin killed their father to seize the treasure, they fled to the north and were captured by the Dulin clan because their whereabouts were exposed.

During the interrogation, the Dulin family became greedy for the treasures in their hands, and hoped to use their transformation talents to explore more gold veins and possess more wealth.

The person responsible for carrying out this task is the son of the Dwarf King and Iden's brother.

But in the end, this excessive greed led to bad consequences. His son, Fafnir and Regin, were cursed by the [Rheingold] and turned into a dragon that madly plundered treasures. This set off a war that swept the entire dwarves. Dragon disaster in the country.

During several robberies by dragons, Iden discovered that his brother seemed to still have a trace of humanity, so he used his body as bait and was willing to be captured by his brother, hoping to take the opportunity to awaken its sanity.

Although Eden was not completely successful, he allowed his dragon-turned-brother to restrain the other two superior dragons in the Lonely Mountain Dragon Nest, greatly reducing the threat of the dragon disaster.

With Eden's delay, the dwarves had the opportunity to summon helpers from the other nine kingdoms to slay the dragon.

The dwarf king guessed that his daughter was too pure and not greedy for the Rhine Gold because she was able to survive in the Dragon Nest of Lonely Mountain for so long.

However, in order to cover up the scandal of the dragon disaster, the dwarves finally chose to hide it all.

Please...collect 6...books...!

"This is our fault. If we hadn't been greedy for the treasure, nothing would have happened."

Looking at his unconscious daughter, the dwarf king hunched his back and lamented, and his old face with ravines was full of regret.

Lorne opened his mouth, but finally remained silent.

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At the same time, the Golden Palace.

The oppressive and murderous atmosphere filled the entire hall. The god of poetry Bragi dragged his twisted legs and crawled on the cold floor, not daring to look up at the figure on the throne.

After an unknown amount of time, a faint questioning voice came:

"Who told you to act on your own?"

"Father God, I, I am also doing this to complete the mission you entrusted to me!"

Bragi felt the pressure like a mountain and quickly defended himself.

As he spoke, he hurriedly raised his hand, took out a still beating dragon heart from the magic circle diagram, and suddenly squeezed it to burst. A gorgeous golden ring with a trace of blood on the outside emerged from the minced meat.

Seeing this thing, the anger on Odin's face subsided a little. He raised his hand and took the ring into his palm, snorting coldly:

"If it weren't for the serious work, you wouldn't be able to keep your hands!"

Hearing this, Bragi was immediately a little indignant:

"Father God, I don't understand, that person is just a main god! What qualifications does he have to make you give in like this?"

"The main god? If he wants, he can sit in my seat! It's all his credit that you can enjoy fine wine and women in Asgard now!"

Odin stood up suddenly and looked at his son lying on the ground grimly,

"In addition, you remember that he is my brother, your uncle, and you should respect him in the future!"

"Yes, yes, Father God..."

Feeling the pressure like a landslide and tsunami, Bragi lowered his head tremblingly, but there was still a trace of dissatisfaction in the depths of his eyes.

Seeing his son's little thoughts, Odin frowned, but he was too lazy to pay attention.

He turned and picked up the bloodstained gold ring in his palm, looking through the hole in it with a complicated gaze into the vast void, muttering silently.

Since you have already left, why do you want to come back?