Chapter 512: Foot Control Benefits, Delicious!

"How dare you!"

Hearing this unreasonable request, Brunhilde shouted angrily, summoned the swan feathers, the withered branch spear and the divine iron shield, stepped forward, and wanted to fight these frost giants to the death on the spot.

Whether in the East or the West, the loyalty of a warrior to the monarch is a due professional ethics and a glory that needs to be practiced.

The master is worried and the minister is humiliated, and the master is humiliated and the minister dies.

Brunhilde was born and raised in the courtyard. She grew up listening to Loki's heroic deeds of resisting the invasion of giants. In addition to the long talk that night, her feelings for Lorne are no longer simple loyalty, but a kind of respect from the heart. Naturally, she couldn't bear to see the monarch she served being so despised by these frost giants.

However, Lorne held Brunhilde's shoulders, pulled the Valkyrie back, and said calmly:

"Don't worry, let's hear what the three challenges are. I'm curious that even Thor couldn't pass it."

Seeing that the atmosphere was slightly relaxed, Laufey on the throne also raised his hand to appease the frost giants who stood up in the hall, and then summoned the three test questions:

"It's very simple, drink this glass of water, wrestle with the old woman next to me and win, and lift the cat on the table."

Lorne's eyes swept over the three questions in turn, and a subtle smile appeared in the depths of his eyes.

The questions did not change.

"What? You don't dare to challenge?" Laufey sneered and provoked with words when he saw that he didn't get a response.

Lorne couldn't help laughing, and simply said:

"Okay, I agree to bet with you."

Hearing this promise, Laufey's face showed a sinister sneer.

Finally fooled.

These three trials can make Thor fail here, so they are not as simple as they seem.

The horn cup used for drinking water is connected to the sea, and the sea water is endless; the old woman is named "Iri", who is the embodiment of old age, and is inevitable for the life of the Nordic people, because she will always come; the orange cat that jumped onto the table at the end is named "Jörmungandr", and its prototype can surround the entire atrium and connect with the world. Once it activates its power, the mortal power cannot shake it at all, let alone lift it...

In short, the above three questions are natural traps, and theoretically no gods can pass the test.

Just as Laufey was secretly proud of himself, an empty golden horn cup was thrown on the table.

"Your water wine is bitter and astringent, don't brew it in the future."

"..."

Laufey was stunned, subconsciously picked up the horn cup, and looked through it for a while.

Then, he saw the linking spell that was cut off at the bottom of the cup, and he felt depressed.

The manipulation of the cup was discovered, and the first challenge was broken.

But it was acceptable.

This giant killer in the courtyard is said to be the best at illusion. Even [Eternal Law] Orvig lost to him. It is reasonable that he can see through the tricks on the cup and adopt a targeted strategy.

But the next two items cannot be passed by taking shortcuts.

Lao Fei said to himself, his confidence remained undiminished.

However...

"Bang!"

A certain evil god who had no virtue of respecting the elderly and loving the young slapped the old woman who was staggering in front of him to the ground.

The frost giants at the scene were stunned, their eyes were all over the ground.

This shouldn't be!

How can life withstand the erosion of aging?

Illusion, absolutely an illusion!

Lao Fei gritted his teeth and ordered the old woman to get up and fight again with his mind.

However, another slap came.

"Bang!"

The old woman was beaten even harder this time, and smashed into the pillar like a cannonball.

At the same time, Laufey, who was connected to his mind, also smashed the throne under him, flew backwards with a roar, and embedded into the wall behind him.

"Your Majesty!"

A group of frost giants rushed to the ruins in a hurry, dug up the bricks and stones with their hands and feet, and helped Laufey up.

"Get out of here!"

Laofey shook his groggy head and threw away the frost giants around him.

Looking at the bright red slap mark on his right face and the ice-blue divine blood oozing from his mouth and nose, the frost giant king was angry.

Come again! I don't believe that there is still life that can really defeat aging!

Laofey, who didn't believe in evil, forced himself to cheer up and once again connected with [Aging] to attack Lorne on the field.

"Boom!"

Accompanied by a loud bang, [Aging] was slapped directly into the floor tiles from top to bottom, and Laufey, who resonated with his mind, also fell headfirst, blasting the entire platform into a deep pit.

Laufey, who was holding his breath, wanted to pull out his head and struggle, but unexpectedly, a foot in combat boots trampled the old woman who fell to the ground like a storm.

The scene was so cruel that it was outrageous.

Of course, there was a reason for Loen to do this.

——He used too much force just now and his hand hurt.

Finally, after enjoying a wave of foot control benefits, Laufey raised his unrecognizable face, stuck out his tongue, and repeatedly called for a stop:

"Pass! You pass!"

As the voice came out, Loen regretfully retracted his right foot.

And the bruised and swollen Laufey was helped to rest on a chair beside him by his subordinates.

Opening his swollen eyelids, Laufey looked at Loen who was calm on the field and was so angry that he wanted to vomit blood.

Why can he beat aging? This is something that the Nine Realms life can hardly do!

——Because, I am from Greece.

The Nordic conceptualization of [aging] can't be controlled by me.

Lorne muttered to himself, looking at Laufey's swollen face with a sneer.

Moreover, the Greek gods had long transcended the shackles of aging because they had inherited the god of origin Chaos.

You are asking for trouble by using this as a topic?

"There is a third item! You can take Thor away only if you win all the challenges!"

Lorfey waved his hand to repel the conceptual incarnation of [aging], with a gritting look.

Lorne nodded and walked to the table full of food in the corner.

At the same time, the orange cat who was eating wholeheartedly at the table, sensed the approach of outsiders, subconsciously raised his head, and let out a low growl in his throat to protect the food.

However, as the familiar smell rushed into his nose, the orange cat shuddered, and quickly abandoned the half-eaten meal, and immediately wanted to jump off the table and run away.

But it still couldn't escape the claws of the devil in the end. The back of its neck was firmly lifted up, and its four claws were weakly paddling in the air.

Until the white and slender hand put it in the crook of the arm, the orange cat stopped fluttering, and lay obediently in Lorne's arms, staring with watery eyes, pretending to be harmless.

Laufey, who was slumped in the chair, saw the happy scene of the man and the cat, and almost vomited blood, his heart was full of grief and anger.

This useless person!

Where is your world power? Where is your death coil? Where is your poison?

Provide you with food and drink, you actually betrayed at the critical moment!

And Brunhilde, who was holding a heart throughout the whole process, saw Lorne easily complete the last trial, and couldn't help but quietly loosen her sweaty fist, stepped forward and snorted:

"We won, let him go!"

Although Laufey was reluctant in his heart, as the new king of the frost giants, he still couldn't do anything to break the contract in public. He raised his hand with a dark face, and the ice under his feet suddenly cracked.

A blond man with disheveled hair, dark skin and a listless spirit was picked up and thrown at the feet of Lorne and Brunhilde.

"Who dares to throw your grandpa Thor? Come out! Let's fight!"

Even in a weak state, the legendary god of thunder still did not change his arrogant temperament. As soon as he landed, he shouted with a hoarse voice.

"Shut up!"

Lorne kicked him unhappily, asking this nephew to be honest and stop making trouble for him.

Thor was about to get angry, but when he turned around and saw Brunhilde beside Lorne, he was surprised:

"Brunhilde? Why are you here?"

As the daughter of Odin, Brunhilde is his sister in terms of kinship, and they usually have a lot of intersections.

Moreover, his wife, Sif, the goddess of land and harvest, also served in the Valkyrie Corps. Although Sif lost her qualifications as a Valkyrie because she got married, she had fought side by side with Brunhilde and formed a deep friendship.

Because of this relationship, his wife Sif entrusted her daughter Slude, who joined the Valkyrie Legion, to Brunhilde for care and instruction.

"The Father ordered us to come to Jotunheim to save you, Lord Thor."

Brunhilde raised her hand to her chest and frankly stated her purpose.

No mistake, one post, one content, one 6, one 9, one book, one bar!

Hearing this, Thor's face was a little embarrassed, and he explained awkwardly:

"That was a group of frost giants cheating, I may not lose in a one-on-one match! Moreover, these guys are just competing, but they shamelessly poisoned me..."

Along with the out-of-tune ending, Thor's eyes moved up and fell on the orange cat in Lorne's arms, and he was immediately startled:

"Oh my god, why is this monster here?!"

Monster?

Brunhilde looked at the orange cat in Lorne's arms, with a puzzled face.

"Isn't this just a cat?"

"Don't be fooled by this thing, it's probably the most evil and terrifying monster in the Nine Realms! If this ghost thing hadn't bitten me and poisoned me when I was not prepared, these rotten fish and shrimps in the city of Etgar would not have been able to stop me!" Thor answered with gritted teeth.

And when enemies meet, they are particularly jealous.

Thinking of the humiliation he had suffered in recent days, Thor immediately dragged his weak body, squeezed out a trace of divine power, and tried to summon Thor's hammer to fight to the death with this evil orange cat on the spot.

At the same time, the orange cat also felt the strong hatred and murderous intent from Thor, and his hair exploded, his back bulged, his vertical pupils opened, and he kept making demonstrative low hums from his mouth, posing an offensive posture.

Seeing the reactions of this man and cat, Loen roughly guessed what happened.

If it was just three challenges, although Thor couldn't pass, he would not be captured alive by the frost giants.

Laufey probably understood Thor's strength, so when Thor tried to lift Jörmungandr in the third trial, Laufey hinted to Jörmungandr to bite him.

So, Jörmungandr, with his harmless appearance as an orange cat, bit the arm of the Thunder God when Thor was not prepared, and injected a highly toxic toxin into his body, successfully knocking Thor to the ground.

In the original Norse mythology, the two sides also became enemies because of this challenge.

When Ragnarok came, Jörmungandr resonated with the disaster power on the earth. It woke up from its sleep, and kept churning on the seabed, causing a huge wave. And the deadly venom and poisonous gas it spewed out polluted the entire ocean and filled the entire universe.

As the Doomsday War unfolded, Jörmungandr attacked Asgard and fought a life-and-death battle with his old enemy Thor.

In the end, Thor's hammer smashed Jörmungandr's head, and Jörmungandr's poison also caused Thor to die after retreating seven steps, and both sides died together.

Fate...

Lorne shook his head and sighed, and hit the man and the cat on the head with two violent blows, which dispersed the divine power accumulated in their bodies.

"Be quiet!"

Frightened by Lorne's power and his own animal instinct, Jörmungandr was the first to calm down, whimpered, and shrank into Lorne's arms.

Thor touched his head, a little indignant:

"Who are you? Why do you care about me?"

"He is Loki, the god of fire and trickery, your uncle, who was entrusted by the Father God to rescue you."

Brunhildr on the side took the initiative to introduce, and seriously added,

"Just now, it was Lord Loki who used himself as a bet and passed the three trials that you could not complete, and rescued you from the giant's ice prison."

Hearing this, Thor couldn't help but look at the legendary "uncle" in surprise:

"You did it?"

Lorne waved his hand and said, "Let's talk about it when we get out."

"Okay." Thor nodded in agreement, completely losing his arrogant arrogance just now.

He patted Lorne's shoulder excitedly and said seriously:

"I will remember this favor! Let's make a blood alliance later. From now on, you are my half-brother!"

Do you know that you call me your father like this? Why do you both love to recognize brothers?

Lorne complained in his heart, and his impression of this nephew improved a little.

Although this kid is arrogant in his bones and looks down on people who are not as strong as him, he is not indifferent.

Of course, there may be another reason why Thor is so tactful.

A certain Thunder God glanced at Jörmungandr, who was as honest as a house cat in Lorne's arms, and the bruised and swollen Frost Giant King Laufey on the chair, and couldn't help swallowing his saliva.

Although his brother (uncle) looked weak, his strength was probably not inferior to that of his father.

Just as the three were about to leave the palace, Laufey stood up with a gloomy face:

"Wait, I want to bet with you again! The loser must unconditionally agree to a request from the winner!"

Lorne stopped, looked at Laufey behind him, and shook his head:

"Forget it, I'm not interested in your chips."

Galantriel, Belldandi, and Rose each owed him seven requests, and he didn't have time to collect them. Laufey lost Thor's trump card, and thus lost the bargaining chip that interested him, so there was no need to continue gambling with the other party.

Seeing that Lorne rejected his request and was about to walk out of the hall with Brunhilde and Thor, Laufey was furious:

"Stop! If you don't bet with me, none of you can leave today!"

As Laufey said this, the frost giants in the hall, who had been unable to hold back, stood up with a grim smile and rushed towards the three people and the cat at the door.

"How dare you!"

Brunhilde's pretty face was filled with cold murderous aura, and her right hand flashed with light. She summoned the dead branch-like spear given by Lorne from a rising green flame, and at the same time turned around and pierced backwards.

A surging tide of magic power suddenly rose in the hall, and several giants who rushed in first were injured and swept away by the sharp aura of the spear tip.

Seeing this, Laufey immediately summoned the frost cold air and attacked the three people at the door.

However, a blazing flame shot up into the sky, sweeping away the blue frost cold air, and then turned into a dark red sword tip, pressing against Laufey's neck.

The golden flame burning on the sword burned Laufey's frosty blue skin, making a sizzling sound, causing the Frost Giant King to sweat all over and turn pale in pain.

But even so, he did not dare to act rashly.

Because his intuition told him that if he moved, he would die.

At this moment, Loen squinted at Laufey, who dared not move, and reminded him faintly:

"You are qualified to bet with me only if I am interested; if you want to overturn the table, you are not capable of it."

"He is not qualified, what about me?"

A lazy and charming voice came from the dark, and a goddess with brown skin and long silver hair came over and smiled at Loen,

"How about we bet?"

"See you again, Miss Wulu."

Loen put away the flaming magic sword and looked at the female bartender who had met him once before.

Or rather, Urd, the goddess of fate who controls the past.