Chapter 522: Big, Soft, and Prickly?

Chapter 522: Big, very soft, very...stingy?

The noisy place, Solemheim.

This is a barren land surrounded by mountains, and the continuous mountains seem to be the backbone of the earth, majestic and cold. The sky is always shrouded in a thick layer of lead clouds, which is difficult to penetrate, making the entire 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 the exposed skin of outsiders. The vast wasteland is covered with ice-blue frozen soil, and several sparse vegetation struggles tenaciously in the long-lasting blizzard of the Giant Kingdom, but it seems that it may be swallowed by this cold force at any time.

"Sneeze!"

Accompanied by a discomfortable sneeze, a tall blonde beauty wearing swan featheria and exposed to the white skin could not help but incite the thunder power in her body to resist the severe cold of the giant country.

However, as soon as the lightning rose, it was slapped away by a palm that fell on his shoulder.

"Freya doesn't have the ability to manipulate Thunder. She has entered Solem's territory. If you don't want to reveal it, you should be honest."

Loren behind him was not angry to remind the rash nephew.

Thor looked at the elegant and complex swan feathered clothes on his body, the heavy meat ball on his chest, and the blonde and blue eyes on the ice. His face turned into a no different person than the female love god. He immediately felt a strong sense of shame and his face turned red. Hot, I couldn't help but give in:

"Why don't you forget it? Let's think of another way?"

"Forget it, forget it. Anyway, the things in Solem's hand are not mine, so I don't care."

Lorne answered very simply, and even patted Thor on the shoulder, showing sympathy on his face.

"But you, if you give up now, what will happen if the embarrassing story of Thunder Hammer is lost? All the suffering you suffered before will be in vain."

Thor listened, the nightmare experience emerged in his mind.

In order to play "Freya" well, he has suffered a lot along the way.

In addition to applying powder, applying makeup, wearing jewelry, and wearing skirts, you also have to remove all your hair.

After all, a goddess in charge of love and beauty must have smooth and tender skin, and vigorous male body hair is an impossible feature.

Illusion can disguise the outside and deceive vision, but it is difficult to change the touch at close range.

To this end, Loren took the initiative to provide him with full body hair removal services.

And that day in the woods, his scream lasted for a few hours.

In addition, if he wants to fool Solem perfectly, he also needs to change his tone of speaking and walking posture, and move as close to Freya as possible in terms of words and deeds.

And since he entered the noisy place, he has never peed standing.

Thor thought about the humiliation scenes, almost clenched his silver teeth, and the motivation to persevere was rekindled in his chest:

"That's right, it's all up to this point. Even if I climb, I will climb in front of Solem and let that bastard pay the price for it!"

After the full transformation of Lorne and Brenheld, these murderous words were spit out from Thor's cherry lips with lipstick, making them look unique, like a scumbag who was determined to take revenge after being disappointed by a scumbag A resentful woman and beauty.

It has to be said that Asa's God of Thunder is indeed very talented in women's clothing.

While sighing secretly, Luo En secretly recorded the whole process with the crystal hiding in his sleeve.

Such a good material (handle), of course, I need to leave a few more copies as commemoration (evidence).

"How far is this place from Solem's lair?" The question from Thor in his ear interrupted Lorne's thoughts.

Loren came to his senses and looked around.

The snow nearby has been reduced to the naked eye, and the wind blowing on the body has also been weakened.

The traces of the movement of warcraft can be occasionally seen along the way, as well as several large abandoned caves or simple stone houses, showing the atmosphere of civilized settlements.

"It should be coming soon. Be careful and don't reveal it."

Luo En reminded in a deep voice, his voice was clear and gentle.

In the eyes of outsiders, she is a tall and handsome silver-haired maid.

The person who accompanied Freya to exchange artifacts was naturally more suitable.

So to be on the safe side, Luo En had to feel wronged and put on an illusion to disguise to a certain extent.

"Sir, there seems to be a castle in front of you."

The Valkyrie Brenheld, who was walking in front, pointed to a hill in the distance and turned around to report his discovery.

As the only real woman in the team, she is naturally another dowry maid who plays Freya.

Hearing this sound, Lorne and Thor looked in the direction of Brenheld's finger.

I saw a towering castle built against the mountain standing on the cliff cave. The wild and towering spire stands in the howling wind, tearing apart the dark clouds in the sky, appearing majestic and eye-catching.

Inside the fence, houses built of huge stones and artificial caves are densely connected, and figures dressed in blue or brown skin hold simple weapons, occupying a higher terrain, walking back and forth in it.

arrive!

Thor and Lorne looked at each other and accelerated their pace at the same time.

After passing through a magic barrier, the scene in front of me was filled with wilderness and blood.

On both sides of the road leading to the castle gate, hideous monsters and tall giants were either frozen into ice crystals as signposts, or skewed into bacon by ice, hanging in the wind and snow as exhibits to deter foreign enemies, among which frost Most of them are giants.

These are obviously the work of the former Frost Giant King Solem, who used them to show off his military 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 can only become the nourishment and stepping stone of the strong.

Especially in this [noisy land] called Solemheim, the competition is even more fierce.

This is a mixed area where mountain giants, frost giants and storm giants live together. They have always believed that the strong are respected. Only those with big fists can gain a foothold here.

The losers in the survival competition are often executed by the winners in a cruel and cold way, becoming a tool to demarcate the boundaries of various forces and warn outsiders.

The bloody spectacle in front of us comes from this.

As Lorne and the other two approached the castle gate, several guarding frost giants jumped down from the rock wall, held up their ice spears, and warned them sternly:

"Stop!"

The three of them stopped obediently, and Lorne, as the "big maid", took the initiative to introduce:

"This is Lady Freya. We are from Asgard and would like to meet your leader to discuss something."

"Asgardians?"

The leading frost giant was slightly stunned, then sneered and said,

"Wait, I will report to Lord Solem right away."

As he said that, the frost giant leader gave a warning look to several of his men, and turned around to rush to the castle to deliver the message.

Soon, the outer magic barrier went out, 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 frost and cold air around him, revealed his former identity.

--Former Frost Giant King Solem.

"Are you Freya?"

"Yes, I was entrusted by Thor to find his lost things for him."

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, and asked with a lewd smile:

"Since you dare to come, you should know the exchange conditions of that thing."

"Sir, as you can see, we are willing to comply with your request for the exchange."

Lorne stepped forward to answer, and asked,

"Since we have shown our sincerity in reconciliation, shouldn't you also take out that thing and let us see it?"

However, Solem shook his head, with a treacherous smile on his face:

"The principle of barter has always been that both parties have it before it counts. You can want that thing, but you have to wait until I officially marry Freya."

Sure enough, it's not that easy.

Lorne shook his head as expected, looking at Thor on the side.

Thinking of the instructions before leaving, Thor gritted his teeth and tried to squeeze out a smile from his delicately made-up face:

"Okay, I agree."

"Haha, what are you waiting for? Let's go into the castle and do it right away!"

Tholem's eyes lit up, and he quickly called on the frost giants around him to quickly prepare for the wedding.

Seeing that their leader successfully forced the Asgard to give in and made the famous goddess of love Freya agree to marry, all the frost giants present were jubilant and worked hard to decorate the castle and arrange the wedding venue.

Soon, the whole castle was brand new, and all kinds of food and drinks were brought to the table one after another.

The rich aroma filled the hall, and Thor, who was welcomed to the table to wait for the wedding, couldn't help but start to feast.

In a short while, eight salmon, a bull, and a large barrel of beer were stuffed into his stomach.

When Thorem heard the noise and saw the empty plates piled high in front of the bride, as well as the fish and beef bones on the ground, he was immediately surprised:

No mistake!

"Are you hungry?"

"Of course."

Lorne quickly stood up to save the situation, and explained for Thor half-truthfully,

"My master came to Thoremheim from Asgard to meet the warrior who defeated Thor, the god of thunder. He traveled day and night on the way and didn't eat for eight days and nights. It's rare for him to sit down and be entertained by you, so he naturally wants to have a full meal."

Hearing Lorne's flattery, Thorem looked proud, and most of his doubts were dispelled.

Although eating so much is a bit inconsistent with the image of Freya, the goddess of love, the environment in the giant country is also notoriously poor. It is indeed difficult to take care of the itinerary and find something to eat on the road.

It is normal for this goddess to eat more to replenish her energy in a stable environment.

Besides, only when you are full can you have the energy to complete the next activities, right?

"The venue is ready, so let's..."

Just as Solem was about to move forward with the wedding, Thor at the table burped, either because he was too full or drunk.

Suddenly, a thunderous sound echoed in the hall, and Thor's lightning power accidentally leaked out.

Solem looked back and was shocked:

"Freya's eyes are glowing?"

Lorne glared at Thor who had been making troubles one after another, with an unchanged smile on his face, and explained in a relaxed tone:

"Of course I want to take this opportunity to see 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 the clergy of the God of Love and Beauty, Freya seems to be the Valkyrie who chooses the souls of the brave from the battlefield.

At this moment, Luo En, who was standing beside him, came back to his senses and asked:

"Oh, by the way, what did you want to say just now?"

"Ahem, I want to say that your goddess has bright eyes and is very beautiful."

Solem replied with a dry cough, showing a calm look.

Immediately, he pointed to the arranged venue and spoke impatiently:

"The time is almost over, let's start the ceremony."

As he said that, the former Frost Giant King pulled Thor's wrist and dragged the beautiful bride to a frost altar.

A pottery jar with secret texts is placed on the altar.

Solem opened his mouth first, spitted a mouthful of saliva into the pot, then moved out of the position and signaled the bride to do as he did.

This is an ancient contracting ceremony, indicating that the oath made together is sacred and irreversible (original text of Nordic mythology).

Thor did this without any psychological burden.

What he wants to marry Freya, what does it have to do with him, Thor?

As the ceremony was completed, the last trace of suspicion in Solem's heart was also dispelled.

He opened his arms anxiously and hugged the beautiful wife he had just married in his arms, hoping to enter the house immediately and become a good thing.

When Thor reacted, he felt the strong fishy smell in the animal skin rushing towards his nose, and his two cold claws wandered restlessly on his buttocks and back.

I XXXXX!

Thor shivered, with goosebumps all over his body, and the thunder power inside almost lost control, and he knocked Thor who was molested him into a scum on the spot.

Seeing that his eldest nephew was about to get angry, Loren quickly pressed down Solem's touching arm and scolded loudly:

"Respect is mutual. The wedding has been completed, but what about what you promised? If you want to go back on your word, the engagement will be invalid!"

As he said that, Lorn pulled Thor's arm and acted as if he wanted to take the hostess away:

"Goddess, you are vain of your sincerity. But these frost giants are so untrustworthy. Let's go!"

Seeing that his beauty was about to disappear, Solem, who was fascinated by lust, couldn't help but be anxious:

"The thing is here! I'll take it out now!"

As he said that, he quickly outlined several runes of Lun at the wedding altar.

Accompanied by a wave of ether factor, the stolen Thor's hammer flew out of the opened magic circle and fell into Solem's palm.

"Beauty, are you finally satisfied now?"

Solem smiled with the hammer of Thor in his hand, pressing his other hand on the plump chest of "Goddess of Love", and kneading it unrestrainedly.

Well, it's big, very soft.

It seemed that I was not satisfied, so my claws squeezed into the gullies in my clothes and explored a deeper step.

Well, it's big, very soft, and a little...snailed?

The next moment, a severe pain that was heart-wrenching and bone-eroding came from the hand.

"Ao!"

Solem let out a shrill scream, and his arm burst out from the goddess's neckline like an electric shock, shaking wildly.

"What? Get out of here!"

Looking at the orange soft creature biting his arm, Solem was shocked and angry, and subconsciously raised the Thor's hammer in his right hand.

However, as soon as his right hand was raised, it was grabbed by an iron-plied arm, shattering the bones roughly.

"I have been tolerating you for a long time! Bastard!"

With a roar that was extremely suppressed, the originally delicate goddess of love in Solem's arms immediately turned into a burly blonde and muscular man. He took the opportunity to snatch the hammer of Thor in his hand and activated his chin. Thunder strike.

"Boom!"

Under the harsh lightning, Solem's entire head exploded, and the golden and blue divine blood fell like raindrops.

As the headless corpse in the hall swayed and fell down, Thor, who had to sacrifice his color, even pulled his wedding dress to pieces and rolled Solem to his feet. The head was smashed.

"You saw it, right?"

Thor walked across Solem's body with the bloody hammer of Thunder, turned into a terrifying lightning, and rushed towards the frost giants who were stunned at the scene with a grim smile.

"Die! I will die!"

Listening to the dense sound of bones breaking in the hall and the continuous thunder roar, Lorne, who pulled Brenheld out of the hall in advance, secretly drew a cross on his chest, observing silence for the unlucky guys inside.

It's easy to walk all the way, Amen.