Greece brings evildoers

Chapter 462: You have big breasts, you go first! (Please vote at the beginning of the month)

And among the giants, a clear voice came:

"Hey, you are the husband my father chose for me? You don't look very good either."

Lorne looked around following the sound, but could not find the person speaking.

Until he lowered his head.

A figure with long brown-black hair hanging loosely behind his head, his face covered with a mysterious veil, and an egg-shaped mark engraved on his forehead, stood straight in front of him, struggling to stand on tiptoes and raise his head. The neck spoke to him.

Lorne was stunned for a moment, then hesitantly said:

"Angelberda?"

"Yes, it's me!"

The girl raised her head proudly and was quite content with her words.

However, Lorne fell into deep silence when he looked at his "new wife" in front of him.

Because this so-called "Angelberda" is less than 1.5 meters tall...

What is the concept of less than one and a half meters?

Among the giants, she was almost a second-class disabled person. When she jumped, she could barely hit the knees of the giant next to her.

Combined with the crisp tone of voice and the barely undulating open space on the other person's chest, even though she was veiled and trying to act like an adult, Lorne could be sure that this was definitely an underdeveloped loli.

What is going on in Olweg Naden's mind? How could you give him such a semi-finished product? Still a giant?

Do you really think he is blind?

It seemed that Lorne had been staring at him for a long time. Angerboda lowered his head and examined himself before reacting. He then took out an ancient book with a black cover from the void with his right hand, flipped through it, and found a certain After the page, the little Loli raised her hand and snapped her fingers briskly.

Suddenly, the small body of less than 1.5 meters inflated sharply like an inflated balloon, quickly rising to nearly two meters, and the open space on his chest also undulated a little.

But I have to say, it’s still pretty flat.

Plus that face that is still very young...

Probably, it is to the extent that a little **** of the human variety has evolved into a little **** of the giant variety.

While Lorne was thinking secretly, Angelboda saw that he had not responded for a long time, impatient emotions appeared on his face, and he waved his arms in front of his eyes:

"Hey, when will you marry me?"

The question was direct and straightforward, with a casual tone as if he was just asking "Have you eaten?"

Lorne came back to his senses, looked at the opposite side with a smile, and spoke word by word:

"Sorry, I refuse!"

"What?!"

Angelboda couldn't help but raise her voice a few degrees and looked at her destined husband in disbelief.

“Are you going to disobey the will of God the Father?”

"He is your father-god, not mine." Lorne corrected lightly.

"Marry me, and Jotunheim will be related by marriage to Asgard, and the giants will retreat."

"Didn't Olweg already promise to withdraw his troops? Is he going to renege on his promise?"

"How could it be!"

"Isn't that okay? Let's fulfill the bet and let's go our separate ways."

Seeing the other party's indifferent look, Angelboda was immediately a little angry, but when she thought of Father Olweg's order, she could only suppress her displeasure and hummed and asked:

"Why are you willing to marry me?"

Lorne stepped forward and patted his "new wife" on the shoulder, and said sincerely:

"Eat more and grow taller. I don't like being a vegetarian..."

"Don't like vegetarian food?"

Angel Boda had a question mark on her forehead, not quite understanding these strange words.

Lorne nodded, moved his gaze downwards, and said quietly:

"Stunted bean sprouts are more likely to cause toothache and hand failure."

Angelboda followed the other person's gaze and looked at her chest.

Oh, so that's what I'm talking about...

wrong!

The next moment, Angelberda, who was a little dazed, came back to her senses, her face turned red instantly, inexplicable humiliation surged in her chest, and her clenched silver teeth creaked:

"You scolded me?!"

"No, you asked me why I would marry you. I just told the truth."

Lorne looked innocent, raised his hand to touch his conscience, and spoke sincerely to the little loli in front of him,

"Really, I like big breasts!"

“…”

Angelboda clenched her pink fists tightly, veins popped out on the back of her hands, and her originally agile eyes could almost spit out fire at this moment.

Due to a certain characteristic of herself, she almost never grows up.

Therefore, issues related to body shape and appearance have always been taboo for her.

As if he was worried that his description was not clear enough, Lorne looked around, pointed to one side and added:

"Actually, it doesn't need to be too big. Just be like her. It's a moderate size and can be held in one hand."

As everyone focused their attention, Skadi, who was fighting inextricably with Freya on the edge of the battlefield, staggered and her breath was disordered.

Freya immediately seized the opportunity and slashed the giant's winter **** back into the giant's camp with one sword.

Accompanied by a violent cough, the dusty Skadi stood up from the pit, gritted her teeth and looked at the guy who was teasing her from across the room.

On purpose, this **** definitely did it on purpose!

Looking at the mean smile on that face, Skadi was extremely convinced that the originally cold expression had a touch of worldly sullenness.

At this moment, Lorne seemed to have no idea that he had been blacklisted by a certain winter god. Instead, he turned around to comfort the little **** Angelberda next to him who also looked unhappy:

"Don't be discouraged. There's a long way to go. And you're not completely helpless now. You can still see some grooves if you squeeze in."

"Creak~~"

The silver teeth intertwined in the cherry lips trembled, and the continuous critical strikes completely broke Angel Boda's defense.

I can't bear it anymore! She can't stand this **** anymore!

Under the watchful eyes of everyone, Angelboda opened the ancient black book in his hand, tore out a few blank pages, and threw them to the opposite side.

"Fuck you, bastard!"

Lorne subconsciously raised his hand to block, but the surrounding pages automatically turned into a burst of white light, completely engulfing his figure.

Seeing their coach disappear suddenly, the faces of the immortal palace guards suddenly changed, and they all showed their weapons and roared:

"Kill her and avenge her!"

As the angry emotions ignited like flames, the Asgardian side geared up, and the delicate balance originally maintained on the battlefield was suddenly broken.

Seeing that the war between the Immortal Palace and the giants was about to start again, a cold snort echoed around the ice wall:

"What's the point of revenge? I'm not dead yet!"

Hearing the familiar voice, the Immortal Palace guards who were about to rush out of the defense stopped and looked back at the shimmering temporary altar.

"Go back! I was just invited by Her Royal Highness the Princess to be a guest in Jotunheim. I will be back in a while. The outcome of the bet just now has been decided. The King of Jotunheim is a decent man, how could he do this in public? Breaking your promise and taking advantage of the chaos to invade the atrium, right?"

The former is to appease the defenders of Asgard, while the second half of the sentence is obviously about the yin and yang of Angerboda and Orvig.

Angerboda was agitated by this and ordered the Mountain Giant King Sharkey to gather his troops and lead the giants to withdraw from the Iron Forest with a cold hum.

Although Sharkey was a little reluctant, he did not dare to disobey the will of the master of fate, and could only accept the order angrily.

However, although Angelberda fulfilled her father Olweg's promise, at the same time, with a wave of her small hand, the altar on the ice wall that had been marked by Lorne in advance was shattered.

After doing all this, the tall giantess regained her **** figure of less than 1.5 meters, clapped her hands happily, grinded her silver teeth, and muttered viciously:

"Want to come back? You'll freeze to death!"

At the same time, feeling that the spatial coordinates were being erased, and listening to the last lingering sound in his ears, Lorne couldn't help but shake his head and complain:

"As expected, he is just a naughty kid who hasn't grown up yet. Olweg Naden has really gotten himself into a lot of trouble. Fortunately, I'm smart."

In his words, he showed little respect for this Nordic master of destiny.

In order to complete the creation from "nothing" to "existence", the Greek **** of chaos Chaos split himself into creation gods such as the earth mother Gaia, the heavenly father Uranus, and the old sea **** Pontos, as well as Gods of order such as Nyx, the night god, the three goddesses of fate, and Hecate, the **** of chance, completed the entire Greek world.

He has mastered the accident of Hecate, inherited the destiny of Zeus, and still has the divine blood of the older generation of creation gods flowing in his body, which can be regarded as inheriting the affection of Chaos, the **** of chaos.

But as an origin **** of the same level, this old boy Olweg is still alive and kicking. Obviously, he does not have much awareness of dedicating himself to the world. This has also led to serious congenital deficiencies in the Nordic world. Even the cornerstone of creation is only the ancestor giant Ymir. corpse.

The gods have only empty power, and even immortality needs the fruit of youth to maintain it. That's why Lorne didn't believe that an egoist like Olweg would be holding back something good.

For example, giving it to my wife.

Who is Angel Boda? The mother of all monsters in the Nordic Gods, she combined with Loki, the **** of trickery, and gave birth to the giant wolf Fenrir, the snake of the middle garden Jörmungandr, and the goddess of death Hela, and thus sounded the twilight of the gods. horn.

Therefore, she is also known as the "harbinger of sorrow", which is the meaning of her name.

Lorne vaguely felt that if he really fell in love with the little loli in front of him, he would become a part of the fate of Northern Europe, and the future would become an established fact that could not be changed.

When Ragnarok comes, let alone picking the ripe fruits of destiny, I'm afraid it will be a question of whether I can survive alone.

Moreover, Angerboda, the so-called giantess, was only briefly mentioned in the origins of the giant wolf Fenrir, the snake of the courtyard Jörmungandr, and the goddess of death Hela, but disappeared in the later period.

Her true identity and origin are also big questions.

Angerboda...a harbinger of sadness...

Twilight of the Gods...the fate of the future...

Combined with the identity of Olweger's daughter, Lorne had already vaguely guessed the true face of this little loli.

Therefore, he would rather risk being resented by that little loli than get involved with her easily.

The result was better than Lorne expected. Although this naughty boy had a bad temper, he was far from vicious. To retaliate, he would just throw him into a snowfield to freeze.

Let me see, where did this get me?

Lorne stretched, raised his eyes and looked around.

The sky is filled with leaden gray clouds, and the wind and snow seem to never end on this land.

In front, there is a Lengsu Castle built on the mountain, standing on the cliff cave. Under the howling of the strong wind, the towering spiers of the castle tore through the clouds in the sky, appearing majestic and eye-catching. The gorgeous palaces carved in ice and snow within the walls are row upon row, which is full of architectural beauty, as if it is a fairy tale world that is incompatible with the surrounding harsh environment.

Looking through the diffuse wind and snow, on both sides of the doorway leading to the castle, ferocious monsters and deformed giants were either frozen into lumps of ice to serve as road signs, or skewered into bacon by the ice and left to dry in the snow. Exhibits that serve as a deterrent to foreign enemies.

This qualified aesthetic, as well as the castle's door opening about 3 meters high, made Lorn instantly think of a certain alien among giants:

- Skadi, the winter god.

Could this be her castle?

So, that little girl threw me into Jotunheim and let me have a fight with Skadi?

Whether it was the one with **** or the one with a vicious mouth, would she be happy if either one died?

Lorne secretly shook his head after a moment of malicious slander in his heart.

Now that the purpose of regretting the marriage has been achieved, there is no need to provoke these crazy women.

He just happened to come to Jotunheim, he had more important things to solve.

After making up his mind, he quietly moved his steps and chose to walk away from the castle.

However, as soon as he lifted his legs, there was a crunching sound on the ice under his feet. Lorne quickly raised his knees and jumped back, trying to retreat to a safe area.

But with every step he took, the ice beneath his feet cracked without warning, and the icy lake below surged, trying to drown him.

Soon, there was no foothold around him.

Lorne frowned slightly, and two golden flames spurted out from behind, turned into wings, and directly carried him into the air.

It's strange. With the weather like this in Jotunheim, can the ice surface still thaw?

Just as Lorne looked down suspiciously, there was a thunderstorm in the sky, and thick clouds gathered above his head. Ice cones of twenty to thirty centimeters, hailstones as big as his face, and snowflakes flying like blades in the strong wind came one after another. The ground came to him.

Lorne subconsciously held up the magic barrier, trying to flap his wings and leave this area experiencing extreme weather.

However, he soon discovered that no matter where he went, the blizzard followed him.

To be more precise, the blizzard covered an area within three meters of him.

No matter it was sunny and windy next to him, or it turned sunny and cloudy, he always enjoyed the treatment of a blizzard.

Skadi's power?

Lorne picked up a hailstone on the ground and squeezed it, crushing it easily.

No, there is no remnant of divinity, just an ordinary product of extreme climate.

But why are you hanging around me? What the hell...

Lorne cursed and threw down the broken hailstones in his hands.

Then, under his gaze, a strong wind blew by, and these fine ice particles were blown to the peak on one side, hitting several exposed rocks.

"Click~~"

The rocks shattered and rolled down the mountain one after another, making dull sounds along the way.

Immediately afterwards, the entire valley resounded with thunderous echoes, and the perennial snow slid from the steep mountains, forming an overwhelming avalanche in a chain reaction, sweeping towards a certain figure down the mountain.

Looking at the whistling white, Lorne's face turned black.

This is not the power of the Winter God, but the rejection of fate~!

~~

Meanwhile, somewhere in Jotunheim.

The brown-black-haired little **** who called herself "Angelboda" in the Iron Forest, walked angrily into the halo of the World Tree with an ancient black book under her arm, muttering all the way:

"I'm so mad! That guy is so mad at me!"

Water splashed in the misty Urd Holy Spring. The silver-haired, brown-skinned goddess with a graceful and mature figure stretched her arms comfortably and leaned against the side of the spring pool, looking playfully at the little girl walking towards her:

"What? He's not impressed by your charm?"

"That's because he's blind!"

The giantess Angelberda, or the future goddess Shikodi, gritted her silver teeth and snorted to her eldest sister Urd who was taking a bath.

Urd nodded, a trace of teasing flashing in his eyes:

"Well, that's right. He spent a long time searching among the giants before he found you."

"Uld, you still say that!"

"You jump up and hit me on the knee? Little bean sprout?"

Urd stood up from the water, put his hands on his hips, and deliberately dangled his pair of heavy fruits in front of his little sister's eyes, causing a powerful mental insult and visual impact on her.

Faced with this situation, Shikodi, who had just stabilized her mood, once again broke through her defenses and increased her red temperature, and immediately threw herself into the pool with teeth and claws:

"Ulude, I will fight with you!"

Although she is the eldest sister, this woman always loves to hurt her overtly and covertly, so she has always been at odds with this eldest sister. It is almost normal for her to have a small quarrel every two days and a big quarrel every three days.

Seeing that her younger sister and older sister were about to fight in public again, Belludante, who often mediates conflicts between sisters, had no choice but to stop her arrogant sister and stood up to remind:

"Okay, stop making trouble. Father God asked you to weave him into [destiny], anchor his future, and enhance the divinity of destiny, but you messed up the matter. I'm afraid it won't end well."

"So what? Who asked him to point at his nose and call me short!"

Shikodi turned her head, her bulging face full of indignation.

"Now, even if he is willing to marry, I won't marry him!"

"I didn't ask you to combine with him. I just asked you to stay with him and find a way to complete the divine fusion."

Belludanti had no choice but to explain and tried to comfort her sister.

Angerboda, which means "harbinger of sorrow", is not only the fate of Northern Europe, but also the image that Poetry wants to play.

In order to close the loop of her destiny, she needs to make some small preparations and sacrifices.

However, Shikodi acted like a child and shook her head like a rattle:

"No! I don't want it! I feel disgusted when I see that guy's face now!"

While talking, Shikodi did not forget to hug her second sister Beludanti's arm and act coquettishly.

Compared to the eldest sister who has a mature personality and always likes to tease her, she naturally prefers this gentle, approachable and considerate second sister.

And if there is anything that cannot be solved, she will often take care of it for herself.

But the killing move that had been tried and tested in the past failed to have the expected effect this time.

Belludante opened the little girl's arm and expressed that she was helpless, and at the same time gave a serious warning:

"This matter is related to the fate of the world. If we fail to fulfill Father God's instructions and compose the [Big Movement] on time to wake Him up, He will be unhappy."

As soon as she heard the word "Father God", Shikodi's little face suddenly fell down. She didn't dare to make the child lose her temper any more, and just muttered depressedly:

"The guy doesn't want to do it himself, what can I do?"

Soon, Shikudi rolled her eyes and looked at the plump and graceful figure in the holy spring with two big thunders on her head:

"He likes people with big breasts. Urd, you have the biggest **** here, how about you go first?! It was decided happily!"

With that said, Shikodi threw the black ancient book in her hand into the holy pool and ran into the dense depths.

For a moment, Belludanti and Urd, who stayed in place, looked at each other, looking at each other.

(End of chapter)