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8. The Collapsing Ground(1/2)

"Um..."

On the bottom branches of the tree of the world, this mysterious and magnificent star creation extends into three kingdoms.

They are the country of fog, Niforheim and the underworld connected to it, and the country of fire filled with flames and flame giants.

And the mysterious dark country Wat Alheim, which is said to have been the kingdom of dwarfs, but for some reason it was abandoned, and there was no trace of darkness there.

These three kingdoms are the three most dangerous of the nine kingdoms. They are connected to other kingdoms by the atrium world located in the center of the World Tree, but no sensible Divine Realm person will take the initiative to explore these three places.

There are dangers everywhere here, not to mention that in any civilization system, it is not something that normal people will do to take the initiative to go to the world where the dead are.

But now, Thor and Loki, wrapped in black cloak, were standing on the chariot pulled by the fierce goats from the teeth grinder and the teeth grinder, advancing in a cold and foggy mist, facing the cold air that could freeze any creature.

"I feel like this trip is a bit risky now, Thor."

Loki took out a pot of honey wine with warm body from his cloak, poured himself a sip, and handed the bottle to the silent Thor, who took it in his hand, took a large sip, and then put the delicate pot in his ear and shook it.

“Some more.”

Thor's hair and beard were covered with frost, but he didn't care. He threw the wine pot to Loki, looking at the fog in front of him, he said:

"But the amount left is not enough to support us in this path that only the dead come."

“It’s really hard without wine.”

Loki tied the wine pot to his belt, and he looked at the fog around him left and right. In the cold fog that was faintly visible, he could vaguely see sculptures of various creatures, all of which were extremely realistic ice sculptures. It was the last warning left by the dead who accidentally entered the fog for various reasons.

The horror retained on the faces of those lifelike ice sculptures almost perfectly tells the dangers of this area.

"But fortunately this is a magic wine pot. My brother, as long as we persist for a long enough time, we can drink delicious honey wine again."

Loki reached out and brushed the top of his frozen, slutty golden helmet, and the two decorations that bent backwards like sheep's horns, he said to Thor:

"I won from the dwarves of Nidavil, who often gathered to gamble at the Mithril Fort. They had a big voice, but their skills in playing cards were very bad."

"So you gave a thousand?"

Thor couldn't understand his brother's ability. He pulled the reins and let the stubborn gritter return to the track of the chariot, saying:

"You always like to give it to thousands."

"Hey, don't care, brother, that's the game to win, everyone just uses their own means."

Loki shrugged, in the fog that was cold enough to make Asgard's gods shivered, he said:

"I won, that's the most important thing."

"boom"

When the two brothers who were sneaking into the fog deep enough, the two beasts responsible for pulling them could no longer move forward.

The Gripper and the Gripper, these are the two mythical beasts that the brave Thor subjugated when he was young. They are the leaders of all goats in the divine realm and are a pair of stubborn twins.

Uh, don't understand it wrong, the teeth grinders and teeth grinders just look like goats, and they are much more dangerous than goats.

They eat meat, drink alcohol, and occasionally chew grass, which will pull out huge feces that are comparable to their terrible appetite.

They can fly, blew fire, and easily bite off thick chains.

At the beginning, Thor just envied the mounts of the elves of Yalfheim. He was very young at the time and was eager to show off, so Loki, who was younger than him, came up with a bad idea.

He told Thor that a person with courage should have a mount that matches his courage, and a horse or something is meaningless. For Thor, only by subduing the most terrifying beast in the divine realm can he prove his courage.

Thor when he was young... was a very reckless guy. Of course, his recklessness now increased from when he was young.

In short, he followed Loki's advice, and it took him almost five years to barely tame the two terrifying creatures, the Gripper and the Gripper, and also received the help of Nidavul's best dwarf blacksmith.

Well, that's another story.

In short, on the frosty land of Neforheim now, two beautiful goats with beautiful chewing heads roared at the fog in front of them. They were not afraid of the cold, but no matter how they spit fire, they could no longer disperse the dense fog in front of them.

"Let's go, Loki."

Thor grabbed his warhammer from his hand, and in the beating of the blue lightning, he jumped into the ground with agility. He stepped on the heavy snow and said to Loki, who walked down the goat chariot with a very graceful look behind him:

"We can only walk ourselves any further."

"The way forward can only be the dead."

Loki shook his head, saying to his brave but incompetent brother:

"The elf who lost his bet told me that at the end of Neffolheim, under the underworld of the ice and snow world, something terrible has come to an end."

"The underworld is not a friendly place now. The most important thing is that if we force ourselves into the underworld in the posture of a living, then we will be captured by the legendary maze of the underworld."

Asgard's best cheater and dramatist rubbed his chin and said to Thor, who was feeding goats meat and forage:

"We may be in different areas of the Maze of Underworld. If we are lucky, we will see the road to the border of hell, but if we are not lucky, we will be trapped there."

“It doesn’t matter.”

Thor patted his beloved goat and let the two goats take the empty car back to Asgard. He watched the teeth grinders and grinders soar into the air and disappeared into the mist of Neforheim. He said to his brother:

"There are always walls in the maze, and Mjolnir will help me destroy all walls and open a way..."

"Brother, you don't have to go down with me, you don't have to go to dangerous places with me, you have done enough for me. Now, you just need to tell me which direction the border of Hell is in the Underworld."

"I'm not worried about the maze, Thor."

Loki unfolded a map before his eyes and said to Thor:

"What I worry about is the God of Death who cannot name it. You know, I know every god in Asgard, but I know nothing about it. Many people say that he is missing, but I think the answer may not be that simple."

Loki pinched his fingers, and a green dot of light wrapped around Thor.

Unlike the brave and powerful Thor, Loki has been not very interested in fighting, killing and killing since he was a child, but he has a very high talent in magic. Loki has been learning magic with his mother since he was a child. He is Asgard's magic master.

His understanding and use of illusion has even surpassed his mother and the most powerful rune witch in Asgard.

"If you get lost, follow this spot of light."

Loki closed the map and said to Thor:

"It will take you to the passage from the Underworld to the border of hell, where I will meet you."

"And, don't act recklessly, Thor, I heard that the border of hell is the hell of all hell creatures. The energy there is super restraint against outsiders, and there is a queen that is difficult to distinguish between enemies and friends... I mean, you'd better meet me and then..."

"I know."

Before Loki finished speaking, Thor moved his shoulders and walked into the fog in front of him with a warhammer. His voice became erratic in the next moment:

"Follow me, brother, I will help you clear a way!"

"ah."

Loki patted his forehead in despair, and he said:

"Odin's beard is on, Thor, when can you use your brain before you act... I said nothing just now."

Although complaining about his reckless brother, Loki still took a few steps and rushed into the fog.

At least now, the brotherhood between Loki and Thor is still very strong. Although he always likes to play tricks, it is just because of his personality, mixed with his younger brother's jealousy and envy for his brother.

But Loki knew that he could never be Thor.

Their brothers are like synonyms of wisdom and strength, and the two sides of the coin.

"Buzz"

The moment he stepped into the connection between Neforheim and the Underworld, Loki felt his magic being quickly bound, and he began to fall freely, and fell on the ground a few minutes later.

"Click"

He stomped a pile of rotten bones on the ground, and before him was a completely collapsed temple.

"This is..."

Loki looked at the empty earth beside him with a strange expression. He took out the magic map he won, looked left and right, and finally determined his position.

"The center of the underworld is not on the left wing, not on the right wing, not on the south wing, not on the north wing, uh, I have bad luck, but it's not the worst."

Loki said to himself, he put away the map and looked at the collapsed temple in front of him with interest. He was basically sure that this was the mysterious temple of the God of Death.

Although he had learned about the great change in the underworld from the crazy elf, looking at the temple that had already turned into ruins in front of him, Loki realized that something was wrong with Asgard's underworld.

And it's a big problem.

If that mysterious God of Death, who cannot be called a name, had no wrong mind, he would never have allowed his palace to be ruined like this.

“And, what is this?”

Loki walked forward a few steps, and he squatted beside a strange skeleton. He stretched out his hand and pulled out the rotten sword inserted beside the skeleton.

The shape of the long sword can be vaguely seen that it was once a magic weapon, but now it has become eroded over a long period of time.

"This look...wait."

Loki quickly took out an Asgard history book from his dragon bag, looked through a few pages, and compared the weapons on the picture with the rotten broken sword in front of him.

A ray of light flashed in his eyes.

"This is a Dragon Tooth Sword. Only the legendary Valkyrie are qualified to use, but the Valkyrie was wiped out more than a thousand years ago..."

Loki rubbed his forehead, and the clever prince quickly noticed something surprising from his discovery.
To be continued...
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