Chapter 201 "Hit me where it hurts the most!" (please vote)
"What is he doing on the cliff? Dancing?"
"You should be enjoying the joy of victory!"
"Weird warriors of Midgard, strange way of celebrating."
On the battlefield, the smoke gradually dissipated, and the fierce battle was coming to an end.
From the moment the golden cross was embedded deeply into the earth, those brave and fearless troll soldiers who had been driven by rage instantly lost all fighting spirit.
Like a witch's breast that had been drained out, his head drooped languidly.
The Asgardian warriors tied up and controlled them all without much effort. If nothing goes wrong, these thousands of troll captives will become the last batch of imprisoned trolls in the history of the Nine Realms. They will spend the rest of their lives Spent in Asgard's prison, as a slave and a prisoner.
At this moment, the eyes of all Asgardians were unanimously cast towards the top of the cliff.
There, a brave warrior from the atrium turned the tide of the war with incredible single-handedness. At this moment, he was standing proudly on the corpses of the troll guard and the old priest, cheering loudly, and even sang a passionate rock music. .
In contrast, Thor was kneeling on one knee in the valley, looking at Meow Hammer with sorrow and anger.
In the past, he only had to swing the Meow Hammer in one direction, and the hammer would take him flying, but now all of this was gone. He seemed to be a brainless strong man with no muscles, without any divine power.
"Get up! Mjolnir!"
Thor roared angrily, "You are the thunder hammer that carries the blessing of Odin's divine power, how could you be trapped here so easily!"
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As if feeling Thor's call, the originally dim Mjolnir suddenly flashed with weak electric light, as if struggling to break free from the shackles of the divine power of faith emanating from the cross.
After a fierce struggle, a powerful current finally broke through the restraints and once again covered Mjolnir with a dazzling coat of thunder and lightning.
Thor was surprised and relieved to see this.
He swung the hammer again, as before, turning into a rotating storm, pointing at Lango on the cliff. The hammer took him flying again, but the speed was much slower than before.
"Winchesterson!"
His voice did not wake up Lango who was immersed in joy at all. Looking at Lango's excited figure with arms raised and shouting, Sol was moved in his heart.
During the Nine Realms War, this Midgardian traveled hundreds of millions of miles to Vanaheim, held high the great banner of inter-realm humanitarianism, and joined Asgard in the genocidal war against the trolls.
He was even happier than he, the prince of Asgard, after winning the war. This spirit of internationalism, which was not self-interested but only beneficial to others, deeply shocked Thor's heart.
"Laugh to your heart's content, warriors of the Midgard!" Thor stepped forward, put his arm around Lango's shoulders, patted his chest vigorously, and shouted equally excitedly: "Together we won the last war in the Nine Realms!"
Lango turned his head in surprise and looked at the sturdy blond guy next to him.
"Who are you?"
"ah?"
"Haha, just kidding."
Lango smacked the guy back twice with the same force. In the future, Thor's combat power will be called the most powerful Avenger. Just like Teddy said, if you want to form a gang in this universe, you have to fight with this guy. It is very necessary for the future God-King of Asgard to have a good relationship.
"You surprise me, Winchesterson."
There was lingering shock in Thor's voice, and his wild face was filled with disbelief.
"I can clearly sense the power of God's power contained in the cross. Not only did it suppress the troll's shamanic magic, but even my own power as an Asa clan was not spared."
"But fortunately."
He raised the Meow Hammer with the electric light in his hand, and his tone was full of pride, "Under the protection of my father Odin's divine power, Mjolnir finally broke free and regained his freedom."
After hearing this, Lange smiled slightly and seemed quite indifferent, and did not show too much surprise at the result.
Speaking of which, this was also the first time he used that cross, and he was surprised by the magic that could seal the troll priest.
As for Mjolnir
If this cross could even seal Odin's divine power, then why would he bother to travel through the world to find partners? He could just carry this thing and bring a group of angels there to paint the map.
In the blink of an eye, thanks to Lango's intentional acquaintance, the two people who had only known each other for a few minutes were already talking, laughing, and putting their arms around each other.
After they went down to the valley, Thor couldn't wait to introduce Lango to his friends, and took it upon himself to take Lango, a mortal, back to Asgard to celebrate.
Through his introduction, Lango also met the so-called Three Warriors of Asgard, the sword master Fandral, the Lion of Asgard Volstagg, the brave Hogan and a woman named Sif.
"Well"
Lange didn't know what to say for a moment. The titles of the previous two people were obviously more bluffing than the other, but when he got to Hogan, it was as if he suddenly couldn't think of anything, and he actually gave him the prefix "brave".
And why are there four of the Three Warriors?
Lango didn't know if this was Asgard's unique counting usage, so he didn't dare to ask more.
"And this one."
Thor raised his hand and pointed at the black-haired man in green robes, but before he could speak, Loki stepped forward with a smile and introduced himself.
"Son of Odin, God of lies and deceit, God of mischief, and the most outstanding shape-shifting mage in the nine realms—Loki Odinson!"
"uh-huh."
Lango smiled slightly, coughed slightly, and introduced himself as well: "Retired Dream Stealer, Patron Saint of the New York Museum of History, Leader of the Cabin in the Woods, Master of the Little Yellow Devil, Supreme Enemy of the Ancient Gods, Across Time and Space The traveler, the god who summons all things—Rango Winchester!”
".OK." Loki was stunned and asked tentatively: "It seems that your identity is not simple."
"Just a casual comment."
"Haha." Loki let out a few dry laughs, and glanced unconsciously at the golden cross standing on the ground in the distance.
The power of the cross not only wiped out the magic of the deceased Troll Priest, but even the spells he was proud of were ineffective the moment it was inserted into the soil.
Obviously, this guy named Lango is definitely more than a simple midfielder.
At the same time, Rango was greeting Yumi to put the mysterious cross back into her grimoire.
Just like McQueen's bottomless belly, Yuumi's magic book also records many empty void worlds and can be used as a storage place for items.
Later, Lango introduced Teddy and other partners to Sol and others one by one.
Because of their performance on the battlefield, these Asgardians were very polite to Yuumi and McQueen. When Teddy appeared in front of everyone, Thor couldn't help but blurted out in surprise: "Oh, you also raised one." Rabbit as a pet?”
"Shutf*ckup, open your bloated eyes and see clearly, I'm a bear!"
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Thor was stunned when he was scolded, what a fierce brown rabbit.
"Ahem. Then that's it, Thor."
Lango coughed lightly and looked at Thor sincerely, "I am honored to fight alongside you, but now that the war is over, it is time for me to leave."
"You want to leave?" Upon hearing this, Thor immediately grabbed Lango's arm tightly and said seriously: "You just helped me, the son of Odin, win this crucial battle. You must come back with me." Asgard, enjoy the glory of heroes!”
"Well" Lange pursed his lips slightly, deliberately showing a look of embarrassment: "But I heard that Asgard is the country of the gods, and only the Asa clan can go there. Besides, I still have things to do on the earth. over."
"Hahaha, don't worry about these little things."
Thor patted his shoulder generously, "You are the key to us winning this war. What my father admires most is a warrior like you. And when we finish celebrating, I will ask Heimdall to use the rainbow Can I just take you back to the atrium?"
He didn't know what he was thinking of, and his eyes flickered with anticipation, "In a few days, my father will announce the candidate for the new God King. As my good friend, you must attend this event and watch the ceremony live!"
Um? Are we now friends?
Lango and Teddy exchanged a look, then stopped refusing and readily agreed.
The battlefield was once again filled with laughter and laughter. Thor was immersed in the fantasy of becoming the God King, and even planned to award Lango the honor of "The First God of War in the Atrium".
But in this happy atmosphere, Loki's face was slightly gloomy.
He is also the son of Odin. Although he knows that it is unlikely that he will inherit the throne, he is still a little unhappy in his heart. Thor's boasting is extremely harsh to his ears.
However, no one noticed his emotions at this moment, only Lango occasionally glanced at this guy.
After the conversation and laughter were over, Thor called everyone into a circle, raised the Meow Hammer, and shouted to the sky:
"Heimdall!"
The next second, a dazzling rainbow light pillar suddenly rose into the sky, like a bridge connecting heaven and earth, wrapping Rango and all the surrounding warriors together, and teleported from Vanaheim to Asgard.
On the teleportation track, Lange looked at the colorful barriers around him curiously. He remembered that there was a scene in the movie where Thor and Loki were beaten by their sister Hela, the goddess of death, while riding on the Rainbow Bridge. barrier, and finally passed through the space-time wormhole and ended up on a planet called "Saka".
Thinking of this, he leaned towards the center. The time flow rate on Sakaar was very ridiculous. If he stayed there for one day, hundreds of years might have passed by the outside world.
If you get there, maybe as soon as the front foot arrives, the back foot's original world will go through a one-year cycle and be destroyed by the ancient gods.
Speaking of which, this Rainbow Bridge seems to be a very powerful star-killing weapon.
"Winchesterson!" Thor's voice interrupted Lango's thoughts. He looked at Lango curiously, "I noticed that you were extremely excited after defeating the troll priest. Is there anything between you? What personal vendetta?”
"No." Lange shook his head immediately, "I'm just happy because I can help the righteous party eliminate the evil enemy."
After hearing this, Thor nodded heavily, becoming more convinced that the man next to him was an upright warrior.
At this time, Lange glanced at his wrist quietly when no one was paying attention, and an imperceptible smile appeared on the corner of his mouth.
After absorbing the extraordinary power of thousands of trolls, his system was once again filled with energy.
How could he not be excited to be summoned again not long after he arrived in the new world?
"That's right, Thor"
Lange suddenly thought of something and asked: "Speaking of which, I still don't know why you went to war with the trolls."
"Because they deserve to die."
"Uh, isn't there any other reason?"
"Showing the power of Asgard?"
".All right."
Lange sighed helplessly. These three views are not much different from the previous world.
Asgard.
The Immortal Palace towers into the clouds, as if it were a huge castle carved out of pure gold, glittering and dazzling.
At this time, deep in the Immortal Palace, in the vast and vast lobby, Lange was being received by Asgard's supreme ruler, Odin, the God of Sky.
Odin's image is exactly the same as the description in the legend. There is a deep single eye hidden under the silver hair, revealing the wisdom and vicissitudes accumulated over the years.
Although he sat quietly on the throne, the majestic momentum emanating from his body oppressed everyone present like a substance. Even Lango, who was hundreds of meters away, You can clearly feel the majesty and power from the Asgard gods.
Odin looked at the man below who was surrounded by cats and bears. After a long time, he curiously said: "Thousands of years ago, there was a strong man named [Apocalypse] in the courtyard. He had unimaginable divine power and used his iron fist to He suppressed an era and was known as the 'God of Mutants'."
The old God King's voice was low and powerful, "When you appeared in Vanaheim, I watched your battle, Rango. Are you also a mutant?"
Hearing this, Lange was stunned for a moment, then smiled and nodded to confirm: "Yes, His Majesty the God King, I am the mutant from the atrium."
Odin nodded, not surprised by Rango's answer.
It is almost impossible to have any other explanation for the fact that a Midgardian without divine powers can display such amazing powers other than being a mutant.
In the following conversation, Odin showed a keen interest in everything in the atrium, and Lango was also willing to share his experiences and knowledge. The conversation between the two was relaxed and pleasant, and the atmosphere was very harmonious.
When Lange walked out of the fairy palace, Thor and his party had been waiting outside for a long time.
"Winchesterson"
"Call me Rango."
Lange smiled helplessly: "In the atrium, we all call our friends this way."
"Okay Rango."
Sol and others took him walking and chatting. When they arrived at the location, Lango was stunned.
This place turned out to be a place like a colosseum.
"Why did you bring me here?" Lange was confused. He originally thought that this guy was going to arrange a place for him.
"fighting!"
Thor excitedly waved the hammer of Mjolnir in his hand, "I have seen the scene of you fighting the troll, and you are stronger than I thought. Lango, before I send you to settle down, let us do this first Let’s have a fun showdown!”
After hearing this, Lange looked helplessly at the others and found that even the three warriors of Immortal Palace were looking at them expectantly.
Well, as expected of an aggressive Asgardian.
In desperation, Lange's eyes began to shine red, and he said to Sol seriously: "Are you sure Sol, even if you are a friend, I will not show mercy."
Thor was wrapped with lightning and responded without fear: "Come on, friend! Let me see your true strength! Hit me where it hurts the most!"
"OK."
Lange narrowed his eyes and said seriously: "Xif, whom you have a crush on, has never liked you."
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(End of chapter)