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Chapter 226
Nine Realms, Asgard.

Royal Hall.

Odin sits on the throne.

On one side stood Fairy Queen Frigg, and on the other side stood several other Asgard warriors.

In the hall, the gods gathered here.

They cheered loudly, and the majestic man who was slowly walking in with supporters like stars holding the moon - Saul Odinson!

He held Mjölnir aloft, smiling, as if intoxicated by the cheers and support of the gods.

Both the All-Father and the Fairy Queen couldn't help laughing.

Thor strode to the foot of the throne dais, knelt down on one knee, and removed his helmet.

The gods also fell silent.

"Son of Odin, my eldest son, heir..."

The father of the gods looked at the man below, and said with relief: "You have been holding Mjolnir for a long time. It is forged from the core of a star that is about to be discarded. Its power is unrivaled. It can be destroyed or built. It is the most suitable The weapon of kingship.

I, the Father of the Gods, have watched over the innocents of Asgard and the Nine Realms since the beginning of time, but this day has finally come.

Saul, can you swear to abandon all selfish ambitions and do only what is good for the kingdom? "

"I swear!"

Thor raised Mjolnir aloft, and swore aloud.

The father of the gods nodded in satisfaction, and continued: "Then, I declare that from today..."

The words suddenly stopped, and Odin looked up into the distance.

The gods sensed it, and raised their heads one after another, following the gaze of the father of the gods.

There was a violent bang from the direction of the arsenal.

Odin stood up, exuding a terrifying aura, and said in a deep voice, "Frost Giant!"

After speaking, he took the lead in walking towards the arsenal.

Sol and Loki followed behind one left and one right.

On the way, Odin waved away the guards, leaving only Sol and Loki, and said: "Sol, Loki, do you still remember what I told you in the armory when I was young?"

"Why are you bringing this up now?"

Sol was baffled.

The same is true for Loki, but he still said: "My father said that only one of us will be king in the end."

"Wrong, it's the next sentence."

"Next sentence?"

Sol looked puzzled.

Odin couldn't help sighing.

My son is so similar to him when he was young, almost exactly the same.

But that's not good.

Only he himself knows how much he suffered when he was young.

"We were both born to be kings!"

Loki said after a moment of thought.

Odin stopped and looked back at Loki.

Loki didn't understand what Odin meant, and he froze in place in astonishment.

"Father?"

"It's nothing."

Odin came back to his senses, smiled, walked in front again, and said as he walked: "You are right, although only one of you two can become the king of Asgard in the end, both of you are the king of Asgard. Born to be a king, you must remember this."

"What do you mean?"

Sol was even more confused.

I was not sensible when I was young, so I didn't think deeply about it.

But now that I've grown up, when I think about it carefully, I can't figure it out at all.

After pondering for a moment, Loki asked tentatively: "Father, you mean that the throne is just a position, and we brothers are the same no matter who sits on it, but the real king is actually the two of us?"

"How could the king have two?"

Sol said dissatisfiedly: "According to you, we are all the children of the father of the gods. There should be three real kings, no, there is also a mother, it should be..."

"To shut up!"

Odin exploded loudly, the veins on his forehead throbbing violently.

Saul subconsciously shut his mouth.

But in the next second, Zhang Kai spoke up, and blamed: "I just said that it can't be calculated like this, it's a mess."

Odin couldn't help but sighed deeply.

But in the end, he didn't say anything, and walked towards the arsenal in a dull manner, but he had more worries in his heart.

My silly son, his temper is very similar to when he was young, but his IQ is a bit far behind.

Thinking of the changes he felt the night before and the fate lines converging on Thor and Loki, he couldn't help worrying.

The catastrophe is coming, and the two of them become the center of the catastrophe.

One mistake, you will fall into the abyss.

No, if this goes on, Sol is afraid that the game will be over.

He has to be trained and grown.

Odin made up his mind and began to think about how to cheat his son.

As for Loki...

If Loki's calmness can be shared with his brother, then he, the father of the gods, doesn't have to worry so much.

……

Manhattan.

Police station, detention center.

"You only have 10 minutes of visiting time."

After a policeman explained to the middle-aged man, he left the visiting room.

The middle-aged man came to the window and sat down.

After a while, Strange Stephen was brought over by the police.

He looked at the middle-aged man outside the window, a little confused.

Who is this?
He didn't know this person at all.

The middle-aged man picked up the phone and gestured for Strange to answer it.

Although Stephen felt inexplicable, he still picked up the phone.

He also wanted to know what this stranger wanted from him.

"How many times did you throw up today?"

As soon as the microphone was put to the ear, there was a gloomy voice.This is not a human sound at all, just like the wind whistling in a dark alley.

Strange was startled and lost the microphone.

But the strange thing is that the police watching nearby didn't seem to see it, and they were still doing their own thing.

"do not be afraid."

The voice rang in my ears.

Strange was taken aback again, turned around to look, but saw a middle-aged man had appeared beside him at some point.

He looked around in panic.

The police are still doing their thing, as if nothing happened.

"This is a mirrored space, a magical world that is parallel but does not interfere with each other. Others can neither see nor hear it." The middle-aged man said indifferently.

"Magic world?!"

Strange's eyes widened, he couldn't believe it, "How could that kind of thing be possible..."

"Magic happened before your eyes, don't you believe it?"

"No, no, it's just that it's suddenly hard to accept."

"Understandable."

The middle-aged man nodded slightly, and then introduced himself: "My name is Casillas, and I am the leader of a member of the Black Magic Order."

"Black, black magic..."

A gleam of fear flashed in Strange's eyes.

Although it passed by in a flash, and he wanted to pretend not to care, but he was obviously not a qualified actor, so he was spotted right away.

Casillas looked at him with a half-smile, and said, "They are all modern people, do you also believe that those bullshit powers are evil?"

"This……"

Strange looked hesitant.

Although he didn't know about magic, there were only books that mentioned black magic. Whether it was a novel or a deceptive thing, black magic was defined as an evil force.

But the truth is, power is power.

What power can be used for depends entirely on the user. What does it have to do with power itself?
It is really uncomfortable to define power as good or evil.

Thinking of this, Strange nodded slightly, no longer so afraid.

But in my heart, there is still a guard.

　This is to make up for yesterday, [-] words a day, must be finished.

　　
　
(End of this chapter)