Thor wanted to ask Dua, do you want to listen to what you are saying?
Why is there the fourth God of Thunder? How come a fourth God of Thunder appears just now?
Thor had just sorted out his feelings of joy and sorrow, and decided to step out from the shadow of Loki's departure. He also sent blessings to his younger brother and looked at his father with excitement, who was actually not dead.
But his defense was soon broken by Dua's words.
Thor counted on his fingers. Counting Dua and the Sentinels, there were already three Thors.
Among them, the second generation Thor and the third generation Thor are essentially Duva...
"Are you the fourth generation Thor?" Thor's face was a little stiff, and his eyes clearly conveyed that you were teasing me.
Although Thor had already accepted the reality of losing Mjolnir a few months ago, this does not mean that he will really give up Mjolnir forever. Thor is always looking at it. In my heart, I long for one day to be able to pick up this good partner who has accompanied me for thousands of years.
Duva obtained his bloodline through the alien, and coupled with Duva's own character, he was finally able to pick up Mjolnir. Thor always felt that this only showed that Duva was one of the few people who was barely qualified.
This was only possible because of his Thor bloodline. Rounding it all off, wasn't it him who was lifting Mjolnir from the beginning to the end? !
Mjolnir is still the picky hammer.
But now, when it comes to Du Wa's mouth, Thor suddenly becomes everywhere in the streets. The fourth generation of Thor is about to come out?
"Believe me, it won't happen this time. I will find a user for Mjolnir who can truly lift it by relying on his mind, and I already have a suitable candidate." Dua said seriously.
Odin, who didn't take it seriously at first, couldn't help but look at Dua a few more times.
However, after all, it is just the ownership of an artifact, not a matter of principle.
"Thor, don't worry too much about Mjolnir's future. I will find him a good and reliable partner." Dua said seriously.
"Actually, I have been looking for an opportunity to tell you since before this war started. I think I can already——"
"I don't want you to think, I want me to think, I think, Mjolnir himself wants to try new tricks."
Thor was unhappy, he just felt that now he should be qualified to pick up Mjolnir again.
This is not only related to him regaining his divine power and becoming that powerful and confident god, but it is also a qualification for himself.
"Don't worry about this, Thor, you are the God of Thunder, not the God of Hammers. Mjolnir is just a weapon to assist you, not your source of power. Have you forgotten that your strength is all cultivated through continuous training? ." Odin said.
Thor looked confused. Of course he knew this, but what should he do to develop his own power?
"You will understand. After a while, come with me to Niveda, and I will ask the Dwarf King to build you a weapon that is unique to you." Odin patted Thor on the shoulder.
"What about Mjolnir? It's also my exclusive weapon."
"No, it's not..."
Odin didn't say much. He didn't have much time, and now he needed to lay the foundation for his only reliable heir as soon as possible.
Once he dies, Hela will be out of trouble, and the task of resisting Hela will fall on Thor.
As for Dua who took Mjolnir away...
"Return the Destroyer Armor. Mjolnir can give it to you, but not this one." Odin stretched out his hand.
Dua was startled and shrugged: "If Thor and I were the only ones here, we could definitely get through it, but it's a pity."
Think about it and you know that Odin is now trying his best to pave the way for Thor. He will take Thor to Niveda to get the strongest weapon, and the strongest armor is naturally the Destroyer.
This thing has been blessed by all the heavenly fathers in the world tree. Odin put this on thousands of years ago and dared to challenge the cosmic gods.
"What about the Ice Box? Don't tell me that it was taken away by Loki. How dangerous it is for a person of his character to run to the earth with this thing. It can be imagined that Kama Taj will not let it go. He ran around randomly." Dua immediately changed the subject.
"I'll go negotiate with her over at Ancient One. You don't need to worry about it." Odin emphasized his tone, "The Destroyer Armor was originally something lent to you by Loki and Thor, and was not given to you. Of course, no matter what What are you thinking? You did indeed wear this thing and solved a powerful enemy for Asgard. In return, I will give you permission to use the Rainbow Bridge. If you need to teleport, you can call Heim directly. Dahl, Heimdall will satisfy you as long as it is not an excessive request."
Obviously, Odin saw that underneath Dua's hesitant appearance, he really needed something.
"Unfortunately, I originally wanted to give the Destroyer Armor to the fourth-generation Thor, but if you insist, then it will be returned to its original owner. I would also like to thank you for paying me for your labor."
Duva was shocked, and the Destroyer Armor spontaneously separated from him and stood beside Odin.
Duva actually doesn't have much nostalgia for this suit of armor, because after all, it is a magical armor that requires divine power as the driving energy to exert its greatest effectiveness. For him, it is destined to be nothing more than a magical suit of armor. A transitional piece of equipment.
"I hope Heimdall can regularly transport my aliens back and forth between Earth and Jotunheim. I need to capture enough giants to serve as hosts for the aliens. This is the trophy I deserve as a winner."
"Are you planning to completely wipe out all the giants in Jotunheim? To exterminate them all?"
"How is that possible? At least you won't agree to this, Odin... The stability of the Nine Realms is what you care about most. At least until Thor grows to your level, maintaining the status quo is best. result, right?"
Duva said to the father and son without hesitation: "Of course I don't intend to kill all the indigenous life in a world, but I need Jotunheim as a stable host output place. Let me think about it, how about fifty thousand? As for those giants who are willing to take refuge in me and accept my parasitism, that is another matter."
This is the division of spoils of war. To be honest, Dua's opening will probably take away more than half of the population of Jotunheim.
The host used to break the chest alone requires 50,000, which means that 50,000 giants will die tragically in Dua's hands, and their bodies will be eaten as food for the aliens.
This amount certainly cannot be shouldered entirely by the Frost Giants. Other Ice Giants, Frost Giants, Wind Giants, etc. will also share the burden.
This is just the number of giants whose chests were broken.
As for those who succumbed to Dua's power, actively cooperated, were willing to be parasitized, but served Dua without breaking their chests, this was another matter, and was not included in the number of 50,000 giants.
Adding the two together, the entire Jotunheim giants may live in dire straits in the future, but who defeated them?
But at least he survived and survived for millions of years. Maybe he can regain his strength again.
"What a cruel method. If it were tens of thousands or hundreds of thousands of years ago, maybe you would be the strongest opponent I faced on the road to conquering the Nine Realms."
Odin finally agreed. Anyway, it was not the Asgardians who died, but the Jotunheimers who wanted to destroy Asgard.
In fact, he had no choice. If he didn't let the indigenous protoss of Jotunheim donate his body to satisfy Dua's appetite, could it be that the Asgardians would fill it?
How is that possible? Odin is not a kind and peaceful Virgin, and Thor will also need Duva as his solid and reliable ally in the future.
Duva left first, taking with him Laufey, his biggest prize.
"Thor, be careful about this person. He is more dangerous than you expect. Likewise, his ambitions are far beyond your imagination. But the good news is that he still has some credibility for now. , which means that your association with him is not necessarily a bad thing." Odin looked at Dua's figure and let out a sigh.
Times have changed.
Thor said: "My gut tells me that he is trustworthy. As long as I make sure that I am not a hindrance to him when he wants to do something, I will join forces with him if possible."
Odin was noncommittal and did not make any evaluation, because at that time, whether it was good or bad, it would all be borne by Thor himself.
He couldn't even solve the problem of Hela, so he still wanted to care about what would happen to Dua in the future?
There is a high probability that he will not be able to survive until that time.
"And Laufey..." Odin sighed. He would never have imagined that one of his strong opponents would end up like this.
Maybe in the little time he has left, he will meet Laufei again, but at that time, he will still be him, but Laufei is no longer Laufei, but...an alien!
What would Laufey's alien look like with his chest broken? It is certain that he is tall, and his body is definitely white and blue, just like other aliens with broken chests and frost giants.
But how much power can this alien take on from Lao Fei? Anyway, it is impossible to be stronger than Laufei himself. Divine power cannot be simply passed on through genes.
"After you come back from Niveda, I will start high-intensity training for you. You'd better be prepared, otherwise you won't be able to inherit my power." Odin said.
This will be the greatest power he leaves to Thor, but whether he can take it depends on Thor himself.
As long as he succeeds, Thor, who possesses the power of Thor and Odin, plus a bunch of artifacts, will have enough confidence to face Dua in the future, and even those gods who are more dangerous than Dua.
Several distinguished people left, but the actual division and plunder of Jotunheim had only just begun.
Under the constant flickering of the Rainbow Bridge, a steady stream of giants of all races were hunted down and massacred. The future that awaits them will be a result that everyone knows very well.
If we say that those giants who did not set foot on the battlefield to fight Dua at the beginning, there is still a possibility of being parasitized by aliens without having their chests broken.
Those warriors who stepped onto the battlefield, were all frozen by Loki with the Ice Box, and completely captured by Dua, there is no doubt that most of them will end badly.
The alien is a cold-blooded species that is extremely cruel to its enemies, let alone the master who rules the alien.
All the worlds within the entire World Tree are paying close attention to this extraordinary conquest and plunder. The independent and proud frost giants in the past are now like wilting eggplants, being whipped in panic. During the fierce resistance, his limbs were cut off on the spot, his eyes were blinded, and then he was dragged away on the spot and parasitized.
Mercy is the rarest treasure on the battlefield.
Not to mention, the original ecological environment of the huge Jotunheim has been greatly damaged, and many areas have become unsuitable for survival, which means that the original living creatures will also face a long-term tragic fate.
No one will stand up to seek justice for them. Everyone who sees this scene looks at the blood everywhere, the countless stumps, and listens to the cries of separation and the wailing of despair.
The people who were sent to investigate from various worlds were all silent after seeing this. Don't get me wrong, they were not filled with indignation because of these giants of the gods of Jotunheim. They were mainly frightened by Duva's tyrannical strength and cruel methods. .
Dewar's rise was too fast, and his style of conduct, at least in their eyes, was radical enough.
"An alien is a life that can parasitize a host and take away the host's best genes?"
"Although this kind of creature is powerful, no matter how you look at it, it is impossible to seize it together with the divine power of the gods. At most, after seizing the bloodline, it can obtain the qualifications to cultivate divine power."
"It was Duva who brought the alien race to a level that does not belong to them. Look at the alien strongmen who fought against the giants of Jotunheim. Some had their chests broken, and some did not. But Without exception, they are all aliens, and there are many powerful guys among them.”
"You mean the person who fought with Laufei? According to the intelligence we obtained from Midgard, that person was not Dua, but just one of Dua's subordinates."
"No, the mental frequency of that person has changed, as if he has become another person. There must be something wrong. Maybe this is one of Dua's abilities."
All the respectable guys on the World Tree have lived for a long time. They have seen and heard too many strange individuals. After two fierce battles with Dormammu and Laufey, it is enough. Let these experienced guys with vicious eyes discover something.
Everyone kept the tragic situation in Jotunheim in mind, and privately discussed frantically about the tragic fate that their defeated Heavenly Father Laufey was about to face.
Someone has already begun to take action, preparing to contact this powerful group that has newly appeared on the World Tree.
"But these guys are not the gods after all, and they have not been recognized by World Tree, which means they are not from the same group as us."
Niveda.
The dwarf king scratched his messy hair irritably. He originally had a good impression of Duva because of the close cooperation between Asgard and Duva. He was the leader of a powerful race who was willing to send out his army and sacrifice his life and death. It's something no one can refuse.
But when I think about the alien species and the World Tree God Clan, which are completely different from each other, I feel awkward again.
The Dwarf King is an extremely picky and obsessive god. Without this personality, he would not be able to create an artifact that all the gods would covet.
"They are not the gods now, but maybe they will be before long."
Odin came with Thor and said in a majestic voice: "With the many protoss in Jotunheim as his vassals, he will definitely be able to cultivate a group of aliens carrying the blood of the protoss. These are the seeds of a new protoss.
"Even if the so-called alien protoss you mentioned are still the various giants of Jotunheim at the genetic level? At most, they have stronger talents. What if the aliens took the fire giants and rock giants of Muspelheim as well? If we capture the parasite, we will gather all the giants and gods of the World Tree."
The dwarf king immediately asked a question, and then said happily: "I knew you wouldn't die so easily. Have you finally made up your mind when you brought your son here this time? I told you a long time ago, let me give it to you. The Sa God Clan tailors a weapon that can save you many years of training."
…
Skorchi walked down the splendid avenues of Asgard with a look of despair on his face.
All around, civilians from Asgard kept pouring in, smashing various objects at the giant captives including him.
It would be nice if there was food in the things they smashed, so he could eat some and replenish his strength, Skorchi thought with a haggard look on his face.
Compared with other giants, Skolchi seems too thin. Not to mention compared with the frost giants, the overlord group of Jotunheim, even compared with the ice giants and wind giants of the second-rate gods, he is still a small man.
There is no way, he is a hybrid child born from an Asgardian and a wind giant, and has been living in Jotunheim. Of course, he will participate in this world war as a Jotunheim giant.
Because of his mixed-race origin and thin body—from the perspective of the giants, his height of over two meters is indeed a small person worth mentioning, so he has been bullied and ridiculed by the giants around him since he was a child.
But Skolge refused to accept and was unwilling to accept a mediocre fate. He has been practicing his killing skills for so many years. Even though he is short in stature, he has the blood of two gods, and his strength, speed and other indicators are not weak at all. In the world of Dunheim, he also brutally hunted all kinds of giants, which earned him the title of "Executioner".
But now, the strength and status he had worked so hard to accumulate were of no use. Before he officially rose to power, he was unlucky enough to encounter a world-class cruel war, and now even his most basic dignity has been completely lost.
As a mixed-blood descendant, Skorchi was not able to appear on the battlefield immediately because the first troops to rush to deal with the Asgardians and aliens were the Frost Giants, whom Laufey relied on and trusted the most.
Skorchi was mixed in with the second group of teams and went into battle with the ice giants, frost giants, etc., but was frozen by Loki.
Although Skorch has been unable to move and was unable to quickly break away from the power of the Ice Box, he still maintained a clear consciousness. He was fortunate enough to witness the battle between Duval and Laufey, and saw Duval knocking Laufey with his own eyes. Beat them to pieces and take them away.
This process reminded Skorchi of the young wind giant who hacked and bullied him when he was a child. They were very similar bloody scenes, and the people who did it had an indifferent attitude.
The giants who usually think they are righteous are as humble as ants in this level of war. Even if they are as strong as Heavenly Father Laufey, they will end up with such a miserable end.
He turned his head stiffly and looked at the aliens escorting him around.
It was these guys and their master who single-handedly led all of this. The unprecedented tragic failure that Jotunheim suffered and the fall of the entire world were also caused by this man and the Asgardians.
Even if Skorchi's mind is not very bright, he still knows that this person is the key in this battle, not Asgard.
His revered Heavenly Father also suffered the same fate.
"Hey, I heard that these things will invade my body, then take away the best genes in my body, and eventually tear my chest apart and be born in an alien form? They will also eat my corpse to replenish nutrients... This means that there will be An alien with the same genes as me, no, an alien with better potential than me... This ending is not a bad end, at least I survived in another form."
Skorchi imagined that scene happening, and suddenly laughed lowly. The laughter became louder and louder, revealing a strong smell of blood. This successfully attracted more insults to him.
He thought all this was so funny. Those idiots who bullied him for being a mixed race, one by one, were all finished. Together with their tall figures and proud pure blood, they would all be destroyed by these aliens from the source. Taken away, this is really a great irony.
Everyone has turned into fucking aliens, he wants to see how these idiots can still laugh then? Use the special-shaped inner nest teeth to crunch outwards?
At this time, the surrounding crowd became restless and quickly gave way.
"Queen, the queen is here!"
"Why is Queen Frigga here?"
"You must protect the queen, lest these dirty giants surprise her!"
queen? Why would a person of this status come here...
Skorchi was thinking wildly, and then he heard a familiar shout. He raised his head in disbelief and looked at the figure next to Frigga.
Schonheim, his mother, a witch who followed Frigga!
"Is that him, Skolheim? Your son?"
Frigga confirmed it, walked up to an alien, and negotiated in a low voice. Even though Frigga was a wise witch, he was not sure whether these aliens were willing to listen to him.
Now, the alien language courses have not been truly perfected. Frigga is hesitant to use spiritual magic to communicate with aliens more easily, but is worried that this behavior is too reckless and will arouse the instinctive resistance of these aliens.
Frigga knew very well how powerful and dangerous these aliens were, and also knew the subtle relationship between Asgard and Dua. She was happy to see this relationship become stronger in the future, and was unwilling to settle for something insignificant. Small things that only add to the chaos.
Skorchi was released on the spot.
The evidence is that an alien Dracula untied the chain of divine power on his body, roughly grabbed his neck, and threw him out of the team.
Immediately without even bothering to look at him, these Dracula aliens escorted the remaining prisoners to the prison.
There, there have long been a large number of alien eggs transmitted from the earth, waiting for the arrival of these hosts.
This kind of roughness and directness is really alien, and fits the wild image of the alien very well.
Skorchi's mind was in a mess, thinking that he couldn't believe that he was actually rescued in this way. The person who rescued him was his mother who had not been in contact with him for many years.
"My child, please take good care of your mother. She spent a lot of effort to find me to intercede for you."
Frigga's voice was very gentle, and she gave the time to the mother and son.
Skorchi was silent for a long time. He was really not very good at dealing with this biological mother. His eyes were just staring at the extremely strong aliens.
"Why, are you still worried that these aliens will attack you? Don't worry, they are our allies, and they are your allies now. I shouldn't have left you to your father. I should have taken you to Asgar back then. Come on, in this case, you will be an Asgardian from the beginning, and you will not face these terrible guys."
Schoenheim lowered his voice, as if he was afraid of disturbing these extremely dangerous aliens.
"Look, did you see those dark aliens walking behind? Their original hosts seem to be a group of people called mutants. According to Queen Frigga, they should be life forms created by the Universe God Group. I I don’t quite understand, but now it seems that they were defeated and conquered by the aliens.”
The cosmic god group? What is this? Skorchi has never heard of it at all. Judging from the name, it is an organization formed by a group of cosmic gods? There is more than one God of the universe.
"As for the type of aliens that I threw you out just now, they are rather strange. Even Queen Frigga couldn't figure out what their host is. It is initially judged that they are a race called vampires in Midgard. This race was also defeated by the aliens, and the entire clan became hosts."
Schoonheim said, trying to ease the relationship with his son, whom he had not seen for hundreds of years: "But these aliens are a bit too strong, and they are definitely not the ones that vampires in the conventional sense can breed, and They are almost identical. I heard that Queen Frigga has regarded this as a very important issue... Ah, you may not know, even though Queen Frigga never appears on various battlefields, she is the guardian of Aspen. Gard’s important strength is that she is a very powerful witch, and she is also very good and proficient in scientific research.”
Skolchi's mind was no longer on his mother's words. He stared at the aliens with his eyes, then suddenly turned his head and looked at the people who were also alien hosts, but whose chests had not been broken.
Many of them looked like ordinary Midgardians, standing in the middle of the alien team, and none of them were Asgardians.
The defeated giants walked past them, and some timid guys couldn't help but tremble all over.
"Those people are pitifully weak. I can feel it. Their superpowers are really nothing worth noting. I can kill them with just one swing of my axe."
Skorchi pointed at the cold-looking mutants and said.
"What nonsense are you talking about, my son? They are our allies, and they are very powerful..."
"These weak guys are respected today because they joined that person's team. Jotunheim was defeated and conquered by this race. Even Asgard did not dare to do anything to them."
Skorchi quickly came to a correct conclusion: "Then, wouldn't someone with extraordinary talents like me have a better future than these weak guys? I decided that I would join the aliens , become an alien."
As for his father's clan - the wind giants? Go to hell, let alone the wind giant, he didn't even consider himself an Asgardian, and chose to join this camp that may not have been born for a long time.
If he can choose three ethnic groups and must become one of them, then why not just do it in one step and choose the strongest one from the beginning?
(End of chapter)
