Greece brings evildoers

Chapter 502: The dragon died and the whole place was blocked

Running all the way, people are tired and horses are exhausted.

The escorting convoy suspended its progress and took a short rest in an open wilderness.

The three kings of elves led the light elves to disperse around, planting specially cultivated tree species to create short-lived forests with a warning effect, and inscribing magic circles nearby to cover up the aura of the giant dragon in the team.

Although this operation has achieved a complete victory, the three superior dragons were either killed or captured, and nearly 80% of the mixed dragon species were also sealed in the tunnels and defeated one by one.

But in order to avoid unnecessary complications, this somewhat strange high-ranking dragon still needs to be carefully guarded.

On the one hand, it is to prevent the remaining dragon species from launching a surprise attack and coming to the rescue; on the other hand, it is to prevent dwarves from being confused by this giant dragon and contracting dragon disease.

However, with so many masters out there, these two possibilities are infinitely close to zero.

Everyone set up camp slowly, and a relaxing and soothing atmosphere filled the entire camp.

This place is only half a day's journey from the city of Turin. As soon as it breaks, they can drive into the city, complete the tasks assigned by the dwarves, and enjoy the cheers and wine of the dwarves.

Thinking of the delicious nectar from the atrium, the several light elves guarding the cage couldn't help but feel thirsty.

At this moment, several burly figures passed through the short-lived forest used for warning.

The guarding light elves immediately pulled their bowstrings and looked ahead warily.

"who?"

"It's us, the people of Immortal Palace. Thank you for your hard work."

The handsome God of Poetry with a slender cheek waved his hand and said hello in a friendly manner, and the gentle smile on his face made people feel like spring breeze.

"It turns out it's you, Brachi." Frey, the **** of fertility in the team, breathed a sigh of relief and ordered the surrounding light elves to put down their long bows.

Immediately, he looked at the two figures following Brachi, and he couldn't help but feel a little surprised on his face:

"Tyr? Heimdall? Why are you all here?"

"Let me talk to you about something personal."

Brachi smiled and spoke, glancing at the surrounding light elves.

Frey hesitated for a moment, then under Brachi's gaze, waved his hand to disperse the surrounding light elves, and asked:

"Tell me, why are you looking for me so late?"

"Here to help you."

"Help me? Help me with what?"

"Help you make meritorious service."

Seeing that Frey still looked confused, Brachi pointed to the dying dragon in the cage behind him and said bluntly,

"Let us kill this beast, and the credit will be yours!"

Frey was startled when he heard the three people's thoughts, and shook his head in rejection:

"You want to kill it? No! Freya said that she will take this dragon back to Turin City and obey the dwarf king's orders!"

"This is simply impossible! Frey, think about it, this giant dragon is probably the source of the [Dragon Syndrome] infection. If he brings it back to Turin like this, wouldn't it put all the dwarves in danger? Dwarfs How could the Seven Kings allow this to happen?"

"But Eden..."

"What does a little girl know? She was just raised by this giant dragon for a few days and couldn't bear to do anything. Besides, after staying with this giant dragon for so long, who knows if she has been infected with dragon disease?"

Brachi waved his hand and retorted, snorting with disdain.

"It's also for her own good to get rid of this scourge."

However, Frey still hesitated:

"But this is what Freya told me, I..."

In the Warner Protoss, the status of the goddess is higher than that of the male god. He has inevitably been afraid of this sister since he was a child.

When Brachi saw this, he looked like he hated iron and said:

"Frey, the three-headed dragon in the Lonely Mountain, the humans in the courtyard killed one, and the giant in Jotunheim killed one. However, we, the two great gods of Warner and Asa, joined forces, plus the most elite elves. , but found nothing, don’t you think it’s a shame? How can we hold our heads high when we return to Turin?”

When Frei heard this, his expression was a little uncertain.

Indeed, in a hunt, the majestic Vanir and Asa Protoss were not as good as the Giants, which was understandable. If even the human team in the atrium could trample them under their feet, then they would lose face.

Seeing Frey's expression wavering, Brachi added meaningfully:

"Besides, don't you think your sister is a little different towards that guy from the Middle Court? I just saw her chasing that guy out of the camp. Maybe they were having a private tryst. What if Freya comes up and waits to see her? The Dwarf King, the lover who gives all the credit to her, will damage the reputation of the Immortal Palace and make Father God angry, and no one can save her!"

"Is it that serious?" Frey swallowed.

"Helping the dwarves quell the dragon disaster is an order given by Father God himself. If we go back without any achievements, do you think he will be happy? This is done to prevent your sister from going astray."

Braki reminded him with a cold snort, and finally glanced disdainfully at the indecisive Lord Warner.

"If you don't have the guts, just turn a blind eye and let us do it ourselves. We will bear the responsibility and the credit will be yours!"

"It's just killing a beast, why don't you dare?!"

Frey's handsome cheeks suddenly turned red, and he turned his head to look grimly at the dying dragon in the cage.

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At the same time, somewhere in the dense forest far away from the camp.

Lorne looked at the two people and the cat in the forest, a little surprised:

"You want to leave?"

"The hunting is over, so there is no need to stay."

Skadi nodded and answered, his tone was very calm, and he had obviously made a plan.

Lorne pointed to the camp in the distance and kindly reminded:

"At least until the task is handed over and the reward is obtained, right?"

"This is what we are hiding from!"

Shikodi waved her hands repeatedly, as if she was afraid to avoid him.

"To be honest, Skadi and I are most afraid of trouble. If she hadn't seen so many people suffering and insisted on getting involved in this kind of thing, we would have fled from the dwarf country long ago. If we follow you now Going back to Turin together, I’m afraid there won’t be much trouble like flattery, greetings, celebrations, etc. It’s a big headache for us to run away before the troubles get to us, it’s just the right time!”

"But it was you who killed the second giant dragon. If the Dwarf King asks..." Lorne dismissed him again.

"The credit is yours, it has nothing to do with us!"

Shikodi's answer was still straightforward, obviously she had decided to leave.

Although Skadi didn't say it clearly, her cold personality obviously didn't like the upcoming celebration party either.

In this case, Lorne had no choice but to formally bid farewell to the two of them and the cat. However, in order to forge this good relationship, he still responded seriously:

"Well, I will convey your matters to the Dwarf King on your behalf, and I will keep the reward for you. I will hand it over to you when we meet next time."

"Okay, if you want to find us, come to Solemheim (the noisy place) in the Giant Kingdom."

Skadi nodded in agreement, then took out the ash wood wand and opened a portal to the giant country.

As the parting was approaching, Shikodi looked around furtively, and after confirming that her second sister Beludanti had not followed, she did not forget to make a face at Lorne with a smile and said:

"That Belle in your team seems to be very interested in you, take advantage of it!"

Before Lorne could ask any more questions, Shikodi got into the portal and disappeared into the vast snowstorm with Skadi.

Belle likes me?

No, this is not the key. Why would Shikodi, a majestic goddess of fate, specifically mention her?

Just as Lorne was deep in thought, a pleasant laughter came from behind:

"What? Can't bear to leave? Do you want me to help you catch them, tie them up, and send them to your bed?"

Under the hazy moonlight, a Valkyrie wearing a swan feather coat and holding a sword of victory walked from the shadows.

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Lorne turned around, looked at Freya with a teasing look on her face, and hummed angrily:

"Come on, you may not even be able to beat that cat. If you don't get caught by the time, you go in first. I'll have to go to the Giant Country to catch you myself later."

In response to this scolding, Freya smiled instead of being annoyed:

"Admit it so quickly? I thought you were going to keep pretending."

Lorne was a little helpless. If he hadn't seen Freya in danger in the alley that day and acted in desperation, his identity would not have been exposed so quickly.

Just as he was feeling annoyed, a soft and moist kiss fell on his forehead.

"This is a reward."

After whispering, Freya removed her head and gently rolled her pink tongue over her red lips, moistening them with a hint of lustrous water color. Her elegant face revealed a trace of unfinished teasing:

"If you want, there's more."

"Are you sure you're here?"

"You can also go a little further."

Looking at Freya, who was touching her skirt with both hands, her face was like a peach blossom, and she looked eager to give it a try, Lorne quickly held down the crazy woman:

"Be serious, I'm scared!"

When Freya saw Lorne's helpless look, the smile on her face became even brighter.

If she wants to defeat this giant killer who is famous in the nine worlds and avenge her disgrace on the battlefield, the chances are probably slim.

However, if a woman wants to conquer a man, violence is not the only way. Beauty and tenderness are a female’s most powerful weapons.

For example, her mother Frigga once conquered Odin, who was originally his mortal enemy, in a similar way. These two people were almost crazy before, but now they are sleeping on the same bed? It was Frigga who had the final say as to whether he could sleep on the bed or not. His Majesty the God King was so angry that he could only think of running away from home.

"Tell me, what do you want from me?" Lorne's question interrupted Freya's reverie.

Freya came back to her senses, immediately put away her superficial charm, and transformed back into the elegant and dignified Valkyrie again, saying:

"I would like to ask if you have had enough fun and when are you going to return to the Immortal Palace to fulfill your duties?"

"The Nine Realms have reached a truce, and the divine power of Immortal Palace is growing day by day. It's the same with or without me."

Lorne waved his hand, indicating that he was not very interested in returning.

"It's different for me!" Freya shook her head and retorted, looking back at the camp under the night, with a hint of helplessness on her pretty face, "I'm afraid you don't know, because of the addition of the Warner Protoss, the Asa Protoss gained life. With the blessing of power, the desire for reproduction is high, especially among the younger generation of Asa gods. In addition to fighting fiercely, they are thinking about mating matters every day, which makes the whole Asgard a mess. "

"What does this have to do with me?" Lorne asked, still unmoved.

Freya rolled her eyes and reminded angrily:

"Have you forgotten that the entire Valkyrie Legion is your subordinate and must obey your orders? They are all unmarried virgins, beautiful and good at fighting. When the male beasts of Asgard see them every day, they are like They look like hungry wolves and want to strip them naked on the spot. If this continues, I can't stop them."

"What about Odin? Doesn't he care?"

"That Majesty can't bear the continued prosperity and growth of the Asa Protoss. Do you think he will interfere with this?"

When Lorne heard this, he suddenly had a headache.

He didn't realize it before, but now he realizes that so many Valkyries have been shoved into his hands. It's really a hot potato:

"Okay, after a while, I will personally tell Odin to restrain the male gods below and not to harass the Valkyries under your command."

"It's your Valkyrie Legion, I'm just in charge."

Freya reiterated angrily, looking like she didn't want to worry too much.

Lorne didn't want to deal with this confusing matter and immediately changed the topic:

"Stop talking about this, where is Eden? How is she?"

"I was a little frightened and I just put him to sleep."

"Did you get anything out of her mouth about [Dragon Disaster]?"

"This girl seems to know something, but she won't tell her, and there's nothing I can do about it."

Freya shook her head, with a look of helplessness on her face.

"Forget it, don't force her. When I arrive in Turin early tomorrow morning, I will ask the Dwarf King for confirmation privately." Lorne comforted her while thanking Freya, "Thanks to you for what happened today. Otherwise, it will not end well."

Freya snorted in displeasure: "I'm helping you so much, just talking about it?"

Lorne had no choice but to look down at Freya's half-smiling gaze and kiss the Valkyrie's forehead.

"Ho~~"

Just as Freya closed her eyes and prepared to receive her reward, a painful and shrill roar came from the camp.

It's that dragon!

Lorne and Freya's expressions changed, and they suddenly felt something bad in their hearts. They rushed towards the camp without caring about their tenderness.

At the same time, Eden, who had just been put to sleep, was awakened by the cry.

The dwarf girl suddenly turned pale, hurriedly rushed out of the carriage, pushed through a group of light elves and fairy palace guards, and followed the sound to the prison car where the giant dragon was imprisoned.

Blood like golden sand gurgled down from the broken wooden piles, gathering into golden streams on the ground. The rich smell of blood permeated everywhere. A huge and bloated dragon head rolled on the mud ground, its empty eyes staring straight into the air. Looking into the deep night sky,

"elder brother!"

Accompanied by the cuckoo's cry of blood, the dwarf girl's vision went dark and she fainted.

Freya and Lorne, who arrived belatedly, quickly hugged the fallen Iden and looked at the giant dragon with its head missing in surprise.

Is this Eden's brother? The prince of the dwarves?

Immediately, the two took a deep breath and glanced at Braki, Heimdall, Tyr, Frey and others standing in a pool of golden blood, their faces turned ashen.

(End of chapter)