Summoner from a certain American comic

Adam was sitting in the Asgard palace, holding a treasure box with a mysterious pattern in his hand, waiting for Laufei's arrival.

"Son of the Goddess of Death, the Frost Giant is willing to surrender to you." Laufey walked into the palace and bowed slightly to Adam.

"You know my mother" Adam said with an interested smile on his face. "And you seem to know her well."

"May I ask what your instructions are to His Majesty the King of Asgard." Laufey stared at the box in Adam's hand.

"I heard that this Ice Box is the inherited treasure of your Frost Giants, right?" The box in Adam's hand is the Ice Box of the Frost Giants.

"The Frost Giant has pledged his loyalty to you." Laufey lowered his head slightly. He was a guy who didn't even take Odin seriously. He really wanted to know what the goddess of death had done to him.

"I'll give it back to you." Adam played with the Ice Box in his hand. "Have you ever heard of the Fire Giant?"

"Surtur, the Causer of Ragnarok" Laufey had an unpleasant expression on his face. "You don't want me to do something to him, do you?"

"He has lost the eternal fire, what are you afraid of?" Adam wondered why Laufey was afraid. After all, in the original book, Thor, the god of thunder, could win against the fire giant Surtur who had lost the eternal fire.

"As long as the eternal fire is still burning, Surtur will not die." Laufey said solemnly: "It just so happens that the eternal fire will never go out. I don't want to offend someone who has great power and is unkillable. enemy."

Adam threw the Ice Box towards Laufei, who was three meters away and stretched out his big hand to catch the Ice Box.

"Freeze the Fire Giant's country into a big ice block." Adam said lazily, leaning against the throne, "Then bring me the Fire Giant's helmet and sword."

"I said it." Laufey stood there and did not take any action.

"Prove that you are useful to me." Fenrir Wolf suddenly appeared next to Adam and looked at Laufey with his sharp teeth bared. "Believe me, you don't want to see the beautiful light of the Bifrost shining on the land of Jotunheim."

Laufei looked at Adam deeply, turned and left the palace.

"You promised me that you wouldn't let him get the Ice Box." Heimdall walked into the palace with a gloomy expression. "You broke the contract."

"You also promised to make me the king of Asgard? What did you do?" Adam curled his lips and said with some disdain: "The prophecy of Ragnarok has been circulating for so long, and you have never thought of changing anything. "

"The reason why a prophecy is a prophecy is that it cannot be changed." Heimdall shook his head. "About you becoming the new king, 700 million people are against it and 400 million people are in favor."

"What is the total population of Asgard?" Adam gently stroked the fur of Fenrir wolf.

"Asgard has a population of close to 2000 million, of which 1100 million are civilians of the Asa Protoss, and the rest are other races, most of which are the Vanir Protoss." Heimdall looked helpless. "Eleven million people of Asgard are qualified to have an opinion on your becoming king, and 1100 million of them are against it."

"I can understand the objection. Who are the 400 million people who agreed to me becoming the king?" Adam's expression was very confused. The current Asgardians have never even heard of the name of the goddess of death. How could anyone know about him and support him? Woolen cloth

"Odin once ordered that no one should talk about anything about the Goddess of Death." Heimdall said expressionlessly: "But the deeds of the Goddess of Death are still spread in remote areas. Most of these 400 million people are people in remote areas. .”

"How is your combat effectiveness?" Adam thought he was a polished commander, but he didn't expect his mother's name to be so useful.

"Because they live in remote areas and often fight against monsters, their combat effectiveness is no worse than that of the palace guards. The only difference is their equipment and discipline." Heimdall's expression was somewhat reluctant, but he still said honestly: "They are full of battles. Desire, they were once Thor's most loyal supporters, and they wanted to expand Asgard's territory."

"They are willing to support me just based on the name of the Goddess of Death." Adam asked with some confusion: "Or are there supporters of the Goddess of Death hiding among them?"

"The supporters of the Goddess of Death are all underground in the palace. I think you should have gone there secretly." Heimdall glanced at Adam and said, "Lauffy announced last night that the people of Jotunheim are willing to surrender. The rule of His Majesty Adam. Those militants simply regard you as their savior, and your merits in their eyes even surpass Odin."

"Obviously, Laufey doesn't look down on Odin at all." Adam shrugged, in a very good mood. "Do they have a leader or a leader?"

"A boy named Chris, who is just a thousand years old this year." Heimdall's muscles twitched. "He also has the power of thunder and lightning, and was once the most loyal worshiper of the God of Thunder."

Adam asked: "How is the strength?"

"He is outside the palace now, waiting for your summons." Heimdall gently touched his waist. "He's a little cranky."

"It seems that your meeting with him was not a pleasant one." Adam smiled, and he discovered that Heimdall had an injury on his waist, a new injury. "Let him in."

Heimdall nodded and exited the palace, but after a moment, he came back with someone.

"I'm Chris, and I hope to be your vanguard." A two-meter-tall bald man knelt in front of Adam, kneeling on his knees.

"What did you do before?" Adam spoke to Chris with wandering eyes.

Adam now has a big plan in mind. If he kills all the people who oppose him, he will then gather these militants who support him.

Even after Odin wakes up, he cannot compete with Adam for the throne.

"I used to be a blacksmith, and then I awakened the power of thunder and lightning and became a warrior." Chris knelt on the ground, looked at Adam and said angrily: "I originally wanted to join the army, but Odin's army We don’t want to fight, so we don’t recruit people.”

"You are eager to fight." The light in Adam's eyes became brighter and brighter. The big man in front of him had the strength of the legendary peak.

Thor, who has not awakened his divine power, is just an ordinary legend. He relies on Thor's hammer to have this god-like power.

In other words, without Thor's hammer, even Thor couldn't beat the big guy in front of him. Of course, Thor's potential is definitely much stronger than this big guy.

"All of us are eager to fight." Chris stood up, with divine power surging throughout his body. "The person I admire most is Lord Hela"

"Do you recognize this hammer?" Adam threw Mjolnir at Chris' feet and looked at Chris with a smile.

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