Chapter 396: The Thing of Destiny (First Update)

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Even now, the All-Father is still looking for a way to avoid Ragnarok.

The prophecy of the Winter of Finbul has been fulfilled around 650 BC. The long and cold winter ended many lives in the world. The long dark winter called the Winter of Winds, Winter of Swords and Winter of Wolves caused stars to lose Without the heat, the cold wind sweeping across the world destroyed all social systems. Violence and chaos spread on the ground. Death was the only belief at that time.

The prophecy has come true, and the web spun by the sisters who control destiny is gradually enveloping Asgard. Three is a mysterious number, fate is three, revenge is three, and magic is three. The three Norn goddesses not only hold a lofty status in Asgard, but even the god-kings in the Olympus pantheon cannot resist the fate woven by these three noble ladies. They are Urd and Verdan. Di and Sicordi, they are Atropos, Lachesis and Clotho.

It was then that the increasingly powerful goddess of death, Hela, was thrown into Helheim by the fearful Odin.

Odin wanted to use the "Drip" as a bargaining chip to recruit Salomon. He clearly saw Salomon's essence. He knew that the tragic destruction of Asgard after Ragnarok would inevitably affect the earth. The earth needs an ally in the main material plane, and Asgard is essential.

The Father of the Gods is a king who is willing to do anything for his country, including using artifacts and his own daughter to recruit Salomon, who has not yet stepped onto the stage.

Salomon didn't think for a few seconds before he made up his mind to refuse the "Dritter" and the title of Asgard. However, in order to save the face of the father of the gods, he pretended to struggle for a while before humbly and tactfully refused. accepted Odin's proposal.

He is not that stupid. If he agrees to Odin's conditions, it means that he must live and die for Asgard. Originally, Karma Taj's aid to Thor was only to ensure his survival. Odin was obviously dissatisfied with the level of support set by the Supreme Mage. Recruiting the Supreme Mage's disciples to fight for Asgard could also indirectly increase Karma Taj's support. Support for Saul.

More importantly, Odin wants to leave a fire for the royal family of Asgard. It doesn't matter if Thor fails, the king always has a backup plan. In the new world after Ragnarok, as long as Hela and Salomon have a child, this child with great potential will definitely bear the name of the Asgardian royal family.

At that time, this heir will complete what he failed to do, and Asgard will finally unify the nine realms without bloodshed.

Salomon only thought about the first level and not the second level, but the previous thoughts and the existence of the witch were enough for him to reject Odin.

The face of the Father of the Gods was instantly covered with a layer of frost, and his gray single eye stared at Salomon. He threw a piece of parchment filled with words to the mystic, then stood up from the tree stump, and hobbled towards the snow-capped mountains in the distance with the giant wolf on his staff without looking back.

"That's how he is. He loses his temper when things don't go his way." Queen Frigga gently stroked Salomon's long hair. She was now more and more satisfied with Salomon. The Queen said, "If you don't mind, you can stay for lunch. Anyway, the old guy is going to the snowy mountains again."

"Sorry, Queen, I still have things to do." Salomon said goodbye to the Queen. The Queen believes that Salomon is not accustomed to the immortal species' concept of time yet, and he is still too young. Being young means being reckless and impulsive, so Frigga considerately agreed with the young man's actions.

After receiving the order from the Father of the Gods, Salomon returned to the Karma Taj New York Temple as quickly as possible. He will go to Swartheim, the legendary Nidaville, through the portal here. The arsenal of Asgard, a country where dwarves and gnomes live together. Not only can the best armor and weapons in the world be forged there, but Asgard's world-famous artistic creations also come from that world.

Salomon must negotiate with Nidaweiler. Those extremely stubborn guys will not agree to help him cast armor just because of an order, not to mention that the armor he wants to build is not that simple.

"What did you say?" Salomon couldn't believe his ears. The temple deacon Master Daniel told him incredible news after he came in. Master Daniel sat on the guardian's seat and yawned, throwing the two-headed snake in the New York Temple that liked to talk to others back into the potted plant.

"It's just a dimensional smuggling. Asgard sent an official document asking us to help pay attention to the fugitives." Master Daniel was in a sluggish mood, and it seemed that he had not yet recovered from the busyness of the last celestial intersection. This is also easy to understand. After all, Master Daniel is already very old. There are not many outstanding mystics among the new generation of Kama Taj. Master Daniel is also a loner and cannot enjoy his retirement life like the elders of the mystic family. Therefore, he still had to preside over the New York Temple.

He looked down upon this unexpected situation. If Salomon had not made a great contribution to Kama Taj, he would not have told Salomon about it. Master Daniel smoothed out his remaining long white hair and said with a tired face, "Don't worry, smuggling into the main material plane will be detected by the planetary defense system. According to Asgard's report, the fugitive is a Witch, we just need to pay more attention when the time comes.”

"Are you serious, old man?"

"Tsk, young people just like to make a fuss."

Salomon wanted to go up the stairs and pluck out the remaining beard of this old guy who was good at fishing. But Master Daniel took out an invitation letter and a chubby little black cat from the pocket of his robe. The little black cat that had been dozing in Master Daniel's pocket woke up instantly and looked at Salomon's milk. She cried out in disgust.

"Someone threw this into the mailbox, and your name was written on it." The old guy handed the little black kitten to Salomon together with the dark black invitation letter without even looking at it. "Maybe someone invited me." You go to a banquet. Don't worry, no one is watching here, and there are no spells on the invitation. However, your frequent entry and exit from the main entrance of the temple still attracted the attention of some people, otherwise they would not compare this invitation with Put it in the mailbox with the cat."

Salomon opened the invitation, but the seemingly ordinary invitation made of coated paper revealed its true appearance at this moment - it was not something made of paper, it was a high-tech creation. .

The invitation cast a blue holographic projection, and a somewhat familiar logo appeared on it. Then there was a projection. The person on the projection invited Salomon to a dance because they had an important item that needed to be returned to its original owner, and Salomon was the owner of that item.

"Who invited you?" Master Daniel asked curiously with his eyes widened. This old guy gets full of energy whenever he encounters something unrelated to work. Even the Supreme Mage doesn't know what to say about him. Salomon also glared at him fiercely, and then continued to look.

After the projection ended, Salomon blinked. He glanced at the cat curled up in his palm, then looked at the content on the invitation letter, and guessed the possible sender of the invitation letter. The little black cat licked Salomon's palm, then rolled in his palm and purred happily.

The little black cat seemed to trust Salomon so much that it curled up into a round, fluffy ball and fell asleep again.

"I guess it could be Bastet. Someone has received the oracle." Salomon folded the invitation and showed the little milk cat sleeping in his palm to Master Daniel. Although this little milk cat is small, the purring sound it makes is completely inconsistent with its size. This purring sound even attracted curious onlookers from the flying cloak in the glass cabinet.

"This matter involves Egyptian gods. I need to discuss this matter with His Holiness."