Attack the myths of the heavens and create the Taoist Tibetan wilderness!.

Chapter 126 The descendants of Ymir, the giants who once held up the world, the call of the bloodline of the ancestor witch!

"These giants don't seem to want to talk to us. Although they are very nice to us, when it comes to such secrets, we must keep our mouths shut."

Zhu Rong shook his head, his eyes flickering with fire, and he was a little moved. He whispered, "Or we can consider being more brutal and just slaughter these giants. I don't believe we can't find them!"

The things left behind by the God of Creation are definitely not ordinary stuff.

If they can get it, it will definitely be a huge gain, and the improvement they can receive will be unimaginable.

Previously, Dayi and Chiyou went to the Celtic mythology world and gained a lot. After returning, they went into seclusion and made great progress in strength.

The Twelve Ancestral Witches saw this and were quite envious.

Therefore, this time Xuanming and Zhurong accepted Di Jun's invitation and joined the vanguard expedition.

The Twelve Ancestral Witches have no souls, so they cannot practice Taoist magic and their ways of improvement are very limited.

So, the expedition was their best chance.

The ancient witches naturally want to improve their own strength and not let these younger generations outshine them.

"Don't forget, Di Jun said that we are here to set up a base. Don't make such a big noise like the old man of the Styx." Xuan Ming shook his head.

With the Honghuang communication interface, she already knew what a big fuss the old man of the Styx had caused.

Asgard is the center of the gods in the Norse mythology world, equivalent to Mount Buzhou of the witch clan.

The old man of the Styx is just jumping on someone else's minefield.

It is already an incredible thing that I can still save my life now.

"Besides that, don't you think the situation of the Wu Clan is very similar to that of these giants?"

Xuanming added a sentence at the end, and then looked at Zhurong. When his gaze turned to those giants again, there was pity in his eyes again.

These giants possess great strength, but not the wisdom to match.

Fooled by Odin and the gods, he can only survive in this bitter and cold land.

It’s like the witch clan that is abandoned by heaven and can only hide in Mount Buzhou. When they roam the land, they have to worry about conflicts with the demon clan.

"That's true."

"However, we are smarter than them. We inherited the blood of our Father God!"

Zhu Rong nodded with deep feeling, but then his face became full of pride.

The Wu clan claims to be the authentic Pangu clan, and they look down upon other innate gods.

Even these giants... although they are very similar to the witch clan in essence, the witch ancestors still look down on them.

"This world is not inferior to the primitive world opened up by Father God. As descendants of Father God, we should go and pay a visit to this God of Creation!"

After Xuan Ming finished speaking, he looked up at the sky, as if looking for the eyes that were watching her secretly.

However, she didn't find it.

That existence seemed to be in some strange state, preventing her from even glancing at it.

This also made Xuan Ming more certain that the being who had been watching her must be the ancestor Ymir.

Zhu Rong heard this, thought about it, and nodded, "Okay, let's go see Bergelmire first. Without his permission, it will be difficult for us to go deep into Jotunheim."

Bergelmir is the king of the Frost Giants, with a status equal to Odin. He is the Giant King and the ruler of Jotunheim.

He is the son of Thredgemir, the six-headed giant who sprang from between Ymir's feet.

Therefore, Bergelmir is also the grandson of Ymir.

It is because of this that Bergelmir can rule the giants and remain entangled with the gods until now.

His strength was so strong that even the two witch ancestors could not suppress him. When they first came to Jotunheim, Xuanming and Zhurong had fought with Bergelmir and were defeated miserably.

In the eyes of the two great ancestor witches, the strength of this giant king is almost as good as that of Dijiang, the leader of the twelve ancestor witches.

This is also the reason why the two great ancient witches were willing to stay in Jotunheim and not act recklessly.

"Well, don't forget why we're here, and control your temper!"

Xuan Ming responded and did not forget to give a reminder.

"Don't worry!" Zhu Rong responded nonchalantly.

In fact, Zhu Rong didn't take it to heart. In his opinion, only those few giants in Jotunheim were worth paying attention to.

The rest are all ants.

Seeing this, Xuanming could only shake his head helplessly. Without saying anything more, he walked down the mountain with Zhurong.

The Ancestral Witch did not cultivate any magical powers, nor did he have any magic power. He just relied on his physical body to take a step forward, and he crossed the top of the mountain and came to the valley where the giants lived.

When the giants saw the appearance of the two ancient witches, they did not feel anything special and nodded in a friendly manner.

The giants are not as brutal and vicious as the legends in the Nine Realms say. It seems that due to the death of their ancestor Ymir, the brutality and ferocity passed down in the giants' bloodline have disappeared along with Ymir's transformation into all things.

The two ancient witches walked into the gathering place of the giants. The giants just glanced at them from time to time and then continued to do their own things.

Xuanming and Zhurong didn't care and found the frost giant who had initially received them.

"I want to see your king!" Xuan Ming said straight to the point.

"plz follow me!"

The frost giant did not ask why, nor did he report, and walked inside with the two ancient witches.

This is due to the fact that he is a member of the witch clan and the ancestor of witches.

In fact, the giants and the witches are indeed very similar in nature.

At the beginning, there were even frost giants who mistook Xuanming and Zhurong for being of the same species.

……

Led by the frost giant, Xuanming and Zhurong walked to the deepest part of the valley.

There was a very simple building made of dark blue ice.

Although it looks simple, it is tall and majestic, as if it reaches the sky.

The dark portal looked like a giant beast with its mouth open, ready to devour anyone who stepped in.

"Bergelmir is inside!" the frost giant pointed and said.

Looking at this scene, Xuan Ming didn't say anything, but just nodded.

But Zhu Rong was a little suspicious because this was the lair of the Frost Giants.

Just let these two outsiders come here?

However, Xuanming did not say much. He nodded to the frost giant and then walked inside with Zhurong.

This building is not big, it just looks very tall. Even with a giant's body, entering here would be just like two tiny ants.

After they walked for a while, they saw a slightly old frost giant.

He was sitting on a chair made of ice, his hands on his chin, his dark blue eyes staring straight at Xuanming and Zhurong.

"You are here, the ones who are being watched by the ancestor!" Bergelmir spoke.

(End of this chapter)