Foolish Brother Odin

Chapter 113 Thor's Feast
Look at people! Look at people!
Hela is only 8 years old and she is so smart!
Compared to Hela, Thor just wanted to beat to death his own stupid children, Modi and Slud, whose brains were all muscle.

A god of courage, a god of strength, a golden combination of being brainless and unhappy.

Thor suddenly understood Downs' good intentions. He guessed that his father must have had the same headache when he tied him up before?
Thor rubbed his brows and said, "Hela, good idea, let's do it."

Thor just likes to be reckless and use his great strength to make miracles happen, but that doesn't mean he doesn't have enough wisdom to judge the suggestions given to him.

His decisive decision made Hela secretly breathe a sigh of relief.

Half a day later, Solim, the old lecherous giant, heard the news from his giants and he became excited on the spot.

"Freya! It's really Freya!" On the second-floor terrace of his house, he saw Thor driving his beloved goat cart with a charming goddess in the back seat.

Solim recognized her at first sight. She was the goddess Freya that haunted his dreams. She was wearing a long dress with gold trim. Her slender figure and big breasts that could make the gods and giants excited made her look beautiful and charming.

Solim's mouth was watering as he watched.

She was holding a small parasol and there was frost on her face. It was obvious that she was not very happy.

It doesn’t matter. Solim feels that he would be willing to die as long as he can kiss the goddess’ lips.

He quickly asked his giants to open the door of the house so that Thor's sheep cart could come in.

A bunch of giants were busy welcoming the bride. Not only were they ugly, but their clothes were also extremely shabby. It looked like a very clumsy farce.

Thor stopped the goat cart and suppressed his unhappiness. He said to Solim rudely, "I have brought Freya here as promised. Where is my hammer?"

Solim drooled at Freya and muttered, "Why are you in such a hurry? Once the wedding is over, you can see your rubbish hammer."

Several blue veins bulged on Thor's neck and arms. If it weren't for Towns' order, Thor would have rushed up to beat this guy up.

On the contrary, Freya on the sheep cart was obviously extremely indifferent, and she didn't even hide her disgust towards Solim.

Solim didn't care. What he wanted was the goddess Freya herself, not Freya's heart.

Most male giants are creatures who are willing to let primitive impulses dominate their reason.

The grand dinner began.

Thor had to admit that Solim's taste was terrible, but his food was really delicious. There were all kinds of wild game and the quantity was large enough to fill you up.

The most delicious ingredients often only require the simplest cooking methods to make gourmets feel extremely happy.

Thor was not polite at all and started eating directly.

As a well-known glutton in the God Realm, Thor's eating speed can be described as whirlwind. In one bite, he spit out only the bones of a beef leg, and he would bite smaller bones into pieces and swallow them into his stomach along with the cartilage.

Thor alone ate the amount of at least eight gods, and he seemed to have turned his grief and anger into appetite, as if he wanted to eat Thorim out of his money.

If Thorim himself was not a giant of huge stature and had not prepared a large amount of food, Thor might not have been able to eat enough.

Wait until you are full and satisfied!

Thor roughly wiped the grease from the corner of his mouth with his hand and said loudly: "The wedding is over, you bastard should give me back the hammer, right?"

"Okay, okay!" Solim turned and went into the room. When he came out, he had already picked up Thor's hammer.

At this time, the tuneless music played by the giant musicians also reached its climax.

Regardless of whether the performance was good or not, at least the volume was up. Just as his subordinates were clamoring for a kiss, Solim walked over without hesitation and hugged Freya, who was quite petite compared to his huge body.

"My dear, you don't want me to press on you and get hurt, do you? I know you Asgardians can grow bigger. Come, grow bigger and show me!"

Freya smiled mysteriously: "Then...you must look carefully!"

Ordinary clothes obviously could not bear the sudden increase in the size of the Aesir after the transformation, except for magical clothes. When Freya grew to 20 meters tall and perfectly matched Thorim's body size, Thorim was very happy.

He pouted his big mouth full of rotten teeth and stinking of sewer and leaned forward.

If nothing else, there will be an accident.

Just when he thought he could get a kiss from her, Freya came closer and revealed half of her perfect face.

But before his mouth got halfway close, that flawless, charming face suddenly became extremely terrifying.

There was no skin on her face! Even her muscles were dry! Even her eyelids were gone, leaving only a pair of dry, wooden dead eyes staring at him fiercely.

"Ah? Ahhhhhh——" Solim let out a shrill scream of terror. Not only did he piss himself on the spot, he also fell to the ground in fear.

What is hunting for beauty? What is goddess?
None of them exist anymore!

In the blink of an eye, how did Freya turn into a terrifying female ghost?

But this extremely disgusting female ghost kept moving closer, making a chilling sound that was enough to make a person scare their souls.

"Haha! Didn't you say you like me? Why don't you kiss me——"

The frivolous and flirtatious tone, and the face and withered half of the body that were so ugly that they could scare a giant to death, formed a huge contrast that was most difficult to accept.

"Ahhh——" Solim instinctively shrank back in fear, and the yellow and white substance on the ground formed a long, thick line.

This scene made Hela, who was used to seeing the ghosts of the dead, feel sick.

She got some relief, but Thor hasn't gotten over it yet!

It was not until the flash of lightning and the violent roar sounded in the room that Solim remembered that there was a god of thunder next to him!

Thor walked towards Solim with a gloomy face and murderous intent.

"Protect me, To...Go?" Solim called to his huge hound guard.

Unfortunately, the big dog he was so proud of was hit by Mjolnir's hammer just after it jumped into the air. With a "bang", the huge dog's head spun like a top, staggered a few times, and then sat on the ground, unable to get up.

Thor sneered: "Don't worry, I will eat it up and send it down to accompany you afterwards."

"No! You can't do this to it."

"Hey hey! Guess, will I kill you?" Thor continued to stride forward.

"No! I just stole a hammer from you, is that a big deal?" Solim argued loudly.

Thor was speechless at the giant's idiotic behavior.

(End of this chapter)