Shadow of the Beautiful World

Not to mention the tragic experience of the big snake, in the starry sky far away from the earth, Thor and his companions are trekking through the ice and snow.

Although Thor's own strength has not recovered, under the escort of Sif and Heimdall, he still arrives at Jotunheim without any danger.

This place is despised and despised by the Asgardians.

This is the world of the frost giants. Although during the Battle of the Ten Realms, the main army of the frost giants that invaded God's Domain led by the evil spirit Skadi was wiped out, and the frost giants fell into a near-genocide situation.

But over time, this resilient race eventually regained some of its strength.

The savage frost giants are not viviparous, and after every cold wave that the cold wind of Jotunheim blows through the snow-capped mountains, new frost giants will appear in the wind and snow.

A few years after the Battle of the Ten Realms, the frost giants have once again grown from the brink of national extinction to tens of thousands of people.

Of course, this is far from the scale of tens of millions of fighters at their heyday, and most of the frost giants who hated Asgard's rule had already died in Asgard's catastrophe, and only a small number of them fled back. I lost my hometown.

In other words, even if these newborn frost giants form a new civilization in the future, it has nothing to do with the frost giant civilization of the previous era.

For the Asgardians, these new guys can't even speak of hatred.

Of course, the disgust is still there.

Aw!

Thor and his party headed towards the depths of the world of Jotunheim, and encountered several small tribes of migrating frost giants along the way. Those primitive giants waved rough ice hammers and roared loudly at the weird traveler.

On the icy and snowy mountain ridges, they brandished their weapons like they were driving wild beasts, setting off bursts of tumbling cold wind, but they only roared from a distance, not daring to get close.

Thor, riding on a goat, did not provoke these primitive frost giants.

He, Sif, and Heimdall just stayed away from the migrating creatures.

Their time is short and cannot be wasted in fighting these giants.

The frost giant is in a state of collapse.

Crystal snowflakes hovered beside Sif under the blowing of the cold wind. The female general in full armor pulled the reins and looked back at the small tribe that was no longer visible in the wind and snow.

She said to Thor beside her:

It will take at least thousands of years for them to return to their previous scale. In the future Asgard territory, there will be no more wars from Jotunheim. I think that the domain of God ruled by you will be A time of peace.

I'm not so optimistic.

Thor shook his head, he didn't pay attention to those scattered frost giants.

He drove the Teeth Gritter, flew with two friends in the cold and gloomy sky, and soon crossed the endless ice field, facing the increasingly violent snowstorm, and approached the mountains of the source of the world.

And the deeper you go into the world of Jotunheim, the worse the climate becomes.

The extreme cold couldn't affect Sif and Heimdall, but an extremely cold ice stream came like a wind, and Thor couldn't help tightening the fluffy cloak on his body.

His hair has been tied together, and there is snow-white frost on his eyebrows, and his cheeks are sore from the cold wind, and there are even traces of low-temperature frostbite.

He was shaking, every inch of his skin trembled.

He wasn't the fearless Thor after all.

And compared to the physical torture, the mental pressure also made Thor unable to smile.

He was ordered in danger, took over the burden of the king from his father, and embarked on this unknown and urgent journey. This rapidly changing form is like a mountain in his heart, making Thor a little breathless.

The big snake that is about to kill his father and destroy Asgard's heritage may return to Earth at any time. Thor is unaware of Merlin's plan. In his view, Asgard's current situation cannot resist the big snake's attack.

If he can't get the power of the World Tree before the destruction comes, then he will not only lose his parents, but also can only watch his country and people go extinct in the fearful disaster.

There is an indescribable sense of urgency driving Thor, and he must find the legendary fountain of wisdom in the shortest possible time.

It's just ahead.

Wearing a full set of armor, Heimdall raised his head, the howling cold wind couldn't block the gatekeeper's amber eyes.

All the secrets were seen through, he raised his finger and pointed to the towering mountains in front of him.

He said to Thor and Sif:

The second roots of the World Tree are in this mountain range. Mimir, the ancestor of giants, and the fountain of wisdom guarded by it are also in that valley. They are coming soon, Thor, hold on.

Heimdall obviously noticed Thor's predicament at this time, the natural environment here is too harsh.

For an Asgardian who has lost his godhood, this place is simply a must-death place.

Those frost giants who were born in the cold wave dare not approach this place. In their ancient legends, this mountain represents death.

Let's go!

Thor breathed a sigh of relief towards the trembling hands that were about to lose consciousness, but the moment he opened his mouth, a gust of cold wind poured into his mouth, making Thor's teeth feel like they were about to be cracked.

He grabbed the water bag around his waist and poured a sip of strong wine into his mouth, which warmed his frozen body a bit.

He cheered up and moved towards the mountains in front of him.

Ten minutes later, they reached the ridge, where the temperature dropped again. Even the King of Beasts like the Teeth Gritter, who lived in the God's Domain, couldn't withstand the terrifying cold wind.

Howling, the tough and loyal goat struggled to carry Thor through the snow, but its mane was already covered with frozen snowflakes.

We have to walk.

In the howling wind, Heimdall shouted to Thor:

Let the livestock stay here, and they can't go on the next road.

The gatekeeper's voice was faintly heard amid the howling wind, but Thor heard him, and jumped out of the goat's saddle to pat the goat's frozen neck.

He unhooked Gritter's rein and slapped the goat hard on the butt.

The Gritter let out a neigh, and it put its head against Thor, this beast that accompanied Thor for nearly a thousand years, stubbornly wanted to accompany its master to the end.

But Thor shook his head at it, and reached out to pat it on the head.

Amid the incessant neighing of the goat, Thor carried the dusty Gun of Eternity on his back, grasped the black battle axe, stepped on the waist-deep snow in the biting cold wind, and followed Sif and Heim. Dahl headed higher up the mountains.

But during Thor's arduous journey, malice from elsewhere targeted the three Asgardians.

Roar

Just as they passed through the narrow and dangerous mountain path and entered the platform leading to the interior of the mountain range, a roar of a beast came from the howling cold wind.

Heimdall immediately drew out his epee and stood in front of Thor, while Sif also drew out his sword. In front of their eyes, a group of tall, armored thugs rushed out from their hiding place, roaring.

The leader held a red rock glove, tall and hideous, with gray mane fluttering in the wind, looking like an enlarged version of an orangutan.

A bunch of trolls!

Look who this is!

That guy was not afraid of the cold wind, so he stood in front of the three Asgardians carelessly.

Its dogs let out excited and savage roars, trapping the three men on the edge of the cliff platform.

Thor! O great Thor, this ghostly place is brightened by your presence. Shall we outcasts kneel here and ask your merciful forgiveness?

The guy walked towards the Asgardian step by step, and as he got closer, Thor also saw the guy's face clearly.

Urik!

Thor let out an exclamation.

The one in front of him is the bandit leader who led the trolls to follow Skadi to invade the God Realm in the Battle of the Ten Realms. This guy is well-known in the entire Nine Realms God Realm.

Its brute force, brutality and cunning, it even escaped several times from Odin and Thor.

It has been Thor's old opponent for more than a thousand years.

Everyone thought Ulric and his trolls died in Asgard's Sundering.

But no one thought that this cunning guy could escape from birth and hide in the corner of Jotunheim where no one paid attention.

Madman!

A golden light bloomed from Heimdall's body. He took a step forward, and the brave general roared in the cold wind:

Back off!

But Urik didn't even look at Heimdall, who was full of fighting spirit. He stared at Thor, and the beast's eyes were full of hatred. It said:

That old ghost Odin destroyed the Nine Realms, but still tried to let his weak son inherit the throne, how ridiculous!

I was entrusted to wait here. I thought those big shots were just making fun of me...

Speaking of this, the troll showed a ferocious smile on its face, and it said proudly:

But who would have thought that the noble Thor would come to his door on his own initiative. Today, I will kill Odin's last son here, and make the great god king completely extinct!

You took refuge in the big snake?

Thor immediately understood the reason for Ukulele's appearance here, he held his battle buff tightly, gritted his teeth and said:

Do you really believe in what the evil god of fear promised you? Are you crazy?

Don't speak so harshly.

Urik shrugged, and the troll commanded his subordinates to attack the cliff in front of him from both sides.

Heimdall and Sif fought the trolls in this narrow and dangerous place, but the savage and thick-skinned creatures had no intention of defeating them.

They just want to entangle these two fierce Asgardians and create a chance for their boss to kill Thor.

I'm just a cooperative relationship with the big snake, we can't talk about taking refuge, and what it promised me is close at hand.

Urik clasped his heavy rock gauntlet, soared into the sky like an orangutan, and slammed into Thor in front of Thor with a brute force, splashing icicles flying all over the sky.

With just one punch, the troll knocked the ax out of Thor's hand, smashing Thor onto the icy ground.

It looked condescendingly at the struggling Thor, the scarred face was full of cruelty, it twitched its ugly nostrils, and said to Thor:

Ha, Thor without the hammer is like a viper without fangs, just a bug that can be crushed easily, what a disappointment, how many times did you hit me with that damn hammer? I was interrupted by you How many times have you passed the bone?

Ah, I kind of miss that feeling now...

The troll grinned, and behind it, Heimdall and Sif roared and pushed the trolls away, trying to stop Ulric's carnage.

There are too many trolls.

The damn climate here will limit the combat power of the Asgardians, but the trolls can fight recklessly.

They were stopped and could only watch as Urik grabbed Thor from the ground and walked towards the cliff.

puff

Thor roared, and stabbed out the dusty spear of eternity in his hand. The sharp spear pierced Urik's mane like a poisonous snake, leaving a deep and visible scar on it.

ah

The giant screamed in pain, and punched Thor's right hand holding the spear. The spear hit the ground, and Thor's right arm was torn apart together.

While the blood was surging, the torn arm fell on the cold ground, and the fingers were still twitching nervously. The pain swept into Thor's mind, making the Asgardian almost insane.

A blue electric arc danced in Thor's eyes. Along with the pain of his arm being torn apart, Thor's will to never give up came to his heart.

On his remaining left hand, the light of a ball of runes danced.

He looked at the grinning monster in front of him. This guy was ambushing them here under the trend of the big snake.

The big snake was also the heir to the throne, and it knows the location of the fountain of wisdom as well as Odin. That cunning guy calculated Odin's actions and made arrangements in advance.

Thor fell into a trap.

He was about to fail, even about to die. It was impossible for Thor now to survive falling from this height into the dead ice valley of Haydenheim.

But do you have to throw in the towel?

Is it necessary to accept the reality of defeat in this way?

In agony, he watched Ulric strangle him and try to throw him off the cliff.

Once upon a time, he could easily tear the land apart and destroy these idiots.

As long as he has that warhammer in his hand.

Those days will come back.

Thor roared, and smashed the rune halo in his hand at Ulik with his last strength. When the light was shining, Ulik seemed to be blinded by the sun, and he kept backing away with his eyes covered.

Thor was thrown on the ground beside the cliff. He endured the pain of a broken arm, and grabbed the dusty spear of eternity, like the bravest warrior.

With a low growl, the spear from his father was precisely pierced into the troll's heart.

blood.

The smelly and scorching blood was spilled everywhere.

never give up!

Thor gritted his teeth, the voice seemed to be shouting from every bone in him.

Howling like a Viking savage, he drove his weapon deeper.

I will race against meteors and control thunder as before! I will become Thor again!

The prince with a broken arm roared in the cold wind.

Gods help me!!!

puff

The spear was pierced again, and blood spurted from Ulric's back, making the troll feel the mortal danger.

It stepped on the ground recklessly, and between landslides and ground cracks, half of the cliff fell towards the bottom of the mountain range.

No!

The one-armed Thor held the weapon, and fell into the cold abyss with the collapsed rocks. He struggled and tried to fly into the sky like in the past, but he couldn't.

He could feel the pull of the ground, and he fell faster and faster.

He can only hold his weapon tightly and meet the end of his life.

He has been unable to reach the Fountain of Wisdom.

Once again he let his parents down, and once again he let the people down.

Ulric, whose heart he had pierced, fell with him, and the troll, whose heart was pierced by Gungnir, could no longer wreak havoc on the stars as before.

Finally killed one...

Thor closed his eyes in despair.

He just gave up struggling and let the earth pull him down to death.

today.

Odin's son died here.

Sorry...Father.

I'm sorry...Jane...my love...