Shadow of the Beautiful World

Above the glorious Asgard God's Domain, in the splendid and majestic Golden Palace, the heroes and generals of Asgard are holding a grand banquet.

The reason for the banquet has been forgotten. Maybe it was to celebrate the end of a tourney, maybe it was to celebrate the birthday of a general, or it was more likely that everyone thought the banquet was a wonderful thing. In short, today On this day, which was not a special festival, the banquet hall of the Golden Palace was full of excitement.

A steady stream of fine wine and food was sent into the banquet hall by the servants of the Golden Palace. The rough and wild warriors were bragging loudly while enjoying the food. Some drunk guys took off their shirts under the coaxing of others , colliding together like bulls in the center of the banquet hall, wrestling, fighting, and there are guys who are afraid that the world will not be chaotic, shouting, come on.

Such a scene was chaotic, but full of the passion that fighters should have. Every feast ends in a big brawl, but that's the Asgardian tradition...

Their blood is full of martial blood, they are always full of passion for life and war, it is difficult for them to really calm down, they, together with the world of Asgard, are full of vigorous vitality.

Well, be careful, idiot.

Wearing a green robe, with a weird golden horned helmet that extends upwards, Loki grabbed two glasses of mead and nimbly dodged a drunk drunk. He reminded the guy to be careful while stretching out his feet gently With one hook, the staggering guy suddenly lost his balance and fell headlong on a dwarf female warrior.

Noisy shouting and cursing immediately sounded behind Loki, and it was also mixed with the sound of fist-to-flesh collisions.

Loki, who caused a small conflict, smiled. He continued to hold the mead in his hand, and walked forward among the noisy crowd. This prince was thin and agile, and his handsome face always had a sly smile. He's not a fighter, so the fighters don't like him either.

However, Loki has a noble status. He is the youngest son of God King Odin, and he is very much loved by Empress Frigga. Therefore, although everyone doesn't like him, no one will take the initiative to provoke him.

boom

Loki put the wine glass on the table in front of his brother. He leaned against the bar counter at the edge of the banquet hall, sipped the wine, and said to his brother:

Sif is waiting for you in the garden tonight, she has something to tell you.

Well?

Prince Thor, who could hardly keep his eyes open from drinking, turned to look at his younger brother, and said:

What did Sif want me for?

I don't know, maybe you can ask her yourself.

Loki took off his helmet and shook his long, smooth hair like a woman. He leaned there with a chic and handsome posture. He took a sip of his wine and whispered to Thor:

Before you go over, you'd better take a shower and tidy yourself up. I have a few bottles of essence made by the elves of Alfheim. Maybe you can use it tonight.

Uh, what do I need perfume for? It's only for sissies.

Thor muttered something, took a sip of his wine, then scratched his hair and said to his brother:

No, no! You must be lying to me again. Last time you lied to me that there was a treasure buried under the father's laurel tree. I went to cut down that tree, but my father almost beat me to death...You bad brother, You're so bad, I'm not going tonight!

Uh, I didn't lie to you this time.

Loki explained with a strange expression:

Really, I met Sif on the way to the Golden Palace just now, and she really has something to tell you.

I don't believe it! I want a drink!

Thor drank the mead in the glass in one gulp, and groaned comfortably. He slammed the glass on the ground. Amid the sound of the glass breaking, he shouted loudly:

Continued Cup!

Well, smashing a glass at a banquet is an Asgardian sign of being in a good mood.

They like to smash glasses to add a little lively music to the feast.

Oh, I really don't know why the beautiful Sif likes you.

Loki looked at his dissolute brother, he rubbed his forehead in distress, and said:

And you're really hopeless, Thor.

The relationship between Loki and Thor is still good. Although Loki always likes to play some pranks and make his peers stay away from him, Thor has always been devoted to his brother.

Every time Loki did something wrong, or got beaten up after causing trouble in other worlds, Thor would take the initiative to find his brother back.

However, this guy Loki really doesn't look like a real Asgardian. He lacks the toughness that Asgardians should have, and is more of a kind of femininity, just like a snake .

However, the girls of Asgard adore Loki, who is the most famous dramatist and artist in the country.

This also shows that women and snakes are natural friends and rivals.

Thor, Thor, look!

Loki was drinking, and when he turned his head, he seemed to have discovered some new continent. He bumped his elbow into Thor beside him. The latter raised his head blankly, and saw the gatekeeper Heimdall.

The fully armed general was walking up the stairs leading to the second floor of the banquet hall, while their father, the great god-king Odin, was standing on the second floor of the banquet hall, drinking wine with some old warriors.

Why did Heimdall come here? Hasn't he been guarding the Rainbow Bridge?

Thor took a sip of his wine in doubt, beside him, Loki rolled his eyes, and he whispered to Thor:

Something must have happened that directly alarmed Heimdall. Couldn't that old fellow see the entire Nine Kingdoms with his eyes?

Well, maybe.

Thor brushed his long golden hair, and said to his brother:

But it has nothing to do with us. Keep drinking. If the father needs our strength, he will send down the oracle. Uh, speaking of it, Loki, I found some interesting things recently.

Thor took out a newly-released fruit phone from his pocket, opened a chat software skillfully, and said to his brother:

This is one of my attendants. I got it from Midgard. I found someone to reform it. It's really interesting to chat with those Midgard people. Their thinking and culture are similar to ours, and nine Everyone else in the big kingdom is different, their ideas are much more active, and their movies... ahem, I mean, they invented a lot of interesting pleasures, you must like it.”

So I'll prepare one for you too.

He took out another modified fruit phone and threw it to Loki. He said:

In the past, you always found something fun for me, and now I will give you one too, brother.

Something from Midgard?

Loki opened the box curiously, took out the fruit phone, looked at the thing in his hand with disgust, and said:

It's so rough, I think it's the craftsmanship of a third-rate blacksmith, but thank you, Thor, it's rare that you have such a heart. And, let me tell you the truth, Sif is really waiting for you in the garden tonight... .You don't want to be late.

On the other side, on the second floor of the banquet hall, the gatekeeper Heimdall, wearing a full set of silver-gray, mighty, and heavy full-body armor, carrying an epee, and a horn hanging from his waist, walked quickly to his king. Said to God King Odin who was drinking wine:

Your Majesty, that seal... it has shaken, just a few days ago.

Huh? Which one?

Odin probably drank a little too much, he shook his head and asked:

New, or old?

The old one, Your Majesty.

Heimdall said:

The one under the sea, the big snake...

Don't say that name!

A gleam of light flashed in Odin's one-eye. He stood up, threw the wine glass on the table, said goodbye to the other warriors, and then took Heimdall back to his palace quickly.

boom

Odin grabbed the Judgment Spear Gungnir placed to the left, and amidst the melodious collision between the legendary artifact and the ground, a barrier of divine power gathered to isolate all the sound.

Speak, Heimdall.

Odin returned to his throne, and two blue ravens with black feathers landed on his shoulders, one left and one right. The God King looked at his most trusted general, and he asked:

What did you see?

A few days ago, the divine power of fear that had been silent for thousands of years had a weak fluctuation, and that fluctuation reached the Asgard domain. I looked in the direction of the fluctuation, but did not find the source of the divine power of fear.

Heimdall wearing a battle helmet said in a low voice:

I thought it was the birth of a new fearful venerable, but my eyes were fixed on the direction of the fluctuation of divine power, and there was nothing there...

But I can still be sure, Your Majesty, that the Great Serpent of Fear has most likely awakened. Although it may only be the slightest shock of consciousness, there is no doubt that his recovery from the seal has already begun, and we must pay attention to it.

Kur, my brother...

Odin was leaning on the Judgment Gun, and in his one eye was a phantom of the past. He seemed to be recalling some long past events. He stretched out his hand and stroked his blindfold.

After a while, Odin raised his head, and he said to Heimdall:

Send a general!

Go to Midgard... Be sure to bring back the exact news! In addition, this matter must not be known by my son Thor!

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Didi, Didi

In the Disney park, Merlin who was accompanying little Peter and Lorna on the merry-go-round, suddenly jumped out a communication request.

Merlin connected the request, and on his lens, old Randolph's mansion in Spain was projected. The Asgardian veteran was lying by the swimming pool of the manor, enjoying a massage from a young lady while taking Sunglasses for sunbathing.

You'll enjoy it.

Merlin says:

Is there a problem?

There's something I think I should tell you.

Old Randolph put the mobile phone near his mouth, waved his hand to let the young lady around him leave, then lowered his voice and said to Merlin:

My son just sent word that Asgard has sent a searcher to Earth.

To be precise, it is a general... It is said that he came to Earth to search for something under the order of God King Odin. The gatekeeper Heimdall asked me to help her when necessary through the relationship of my stupid son. One hand, but after thinking about it, I think that it may be up to you to help find things on Earth.

she?

Merlin blinked and said:

female?

Yes, a female general.

Randolph said:

Don't underestimate Asgardian women, let me tell you, in my era, the most powerful army in Asgard was composed of a group of women, but unfortunately, they were completely wiped out in a war.

In short, based on my experience, it is definitely not that small that the doorkeeper Heimdall can personally deliver a message. You should be prepared first.

Randolph said to Merlin:

The flow of time on the Asgard God's Domain is different from ours. It may take a while for her to come. I will be in charge of the reception at that time. If you need help from S.H.I.E.L.D., I will contact you again.

Doesn't your organization want to have a good relationship with Asgard? This is a great opportunity.

Okay, then I'll wait for your news.

Merlin hung up the communication, and he frowned.

It has only been a few days since he first used Skadi, the Hammer of Original Sin, has Asgard received any news? Well, it seems that I have to find an opportunity to have a good chat with that fearful snake.

Uncle, what's the matter?

Little Peter, who was held in Merlin's arms, raised his head. He looked curiously at Merlin whose expression changed slightly. He said:

Are you in a bad mood?

No, my little Peter, not at all.

Merlin lowered his head and kissed Peter on the forehead, and he said softly:

It's just a matter of work.

The little guy with brown hair said to Merlin very sensiblely:

Then you can go to work, uncle, and my sisters and I can play here.

It doesn't matter.

Merlin whispered to his little nephew:

After talking about playing with you today, I will keep my promise...

He winked at little Peter:

Want to see a magic trick?

Yeah.

Peter clapped his hands. He knew from childhood that his uncle was a great magician!

Amidst the children's laughter, Merlin waved his fingers, and the magic power swayed lightly. Groups of colorful soap bubble-like bubbles flew out from his fingers, and soon filled the entire area of ​​the carousel. The children laughed Stretching out his hand, trying to catch those beautiful bubbles, under Peter's adoring gaze, Merlin snapped his fingers lightly.

Snapped

All the soap bubbles burst and turned into countless colorful butterflies flapping their wings and flying around the children.

That scene was so beautiful.

Wow, he's showing off his magic again.

Beside the carousel, Daisy, who was eating ice cream, said to Riven, who was wearing a black skirt and round-rimmed glasses, who looked elegant:

Merlin is using magic to deceive children again.

Ruiwen looked at the happy expressions of the children on the merry-go-round, she flicked her fingers casually, and another group of purple butterflies flew into the area of ​​the merry-go-round as if they were dancing, causing the children to scream again.

Look, it's actually kind of funny once in a while.

Riven winked at Daisy, who snorted:

Hmph, you guys who know magic are the most annoying...