The Dragon That Devours the World

In the deep sea palace, there are many gods surrounded by a wide wooden long table. The table that can sit on thousands of people contains all kinds of rare delicacies that are hard to find in the world, from the sky, the underground, the water, and the wings. Wingless, meat, non-meat, all kinds of worldly delicacies are included in this meal.

The gods who were depressed and uncomfortable because of the death of the light **** Badr, except for Thor, who was still at war with the frost giant, gathered here under the gathering of the old sea **** Egil, to relieve the unhappiness in their hearts. The face of the gods who had been with the light **** Badr showed sorrow, and while sighing, they cursed the Loki one after another.

　　 However, the food and the lively atmosphere finally faded everything, making the originally low banquet gradually become upbeat and cheerful.

　　 And the king Odin, who sits at the top of the long table, silently looked at everything in front of him, his deep one-eyed with all kinds of inexplicable charm, as if he was thinking of something.

Next to him, the old sea **** Egil, who was the master, seemed very calm. For him, he would not be too involved in the disputes among the Asaph Protoss. He had maintained a neutral attitude between the giant and the gods for a long time. It is very clear what that invisible boundary.

　　 Although he called the gods to come to the banquet, he did not speak too much, so he remained silent, neither far nor near.

　　 "Odin, I am sad about the passing of the **** of light Badr."

　　 To Odin next to him, Old Seagod Egil said with a sense of sadness on the face of the old seagod.

　　 Odin's face was noncommittal about the sadness of the old sea **** Egil. After a long silence, he suddenly said softly.

"he came."

　　 The voice of the God King was extremely soft. Above this lively and noisy feast, it was so light that it was inaudible. Only the old sea **** Egil who was closest to him reacted.

　　 "What? Who are you talking about?"

　　 Old Sea God frowned and couldn't help but tried to ask.

　　 At this moment, a loud noise suddenly came from outside the palace.

　　 "You can't...no, you can't go in."

Outside the palace, the eager voices of the two servants of the old sea **** Egil, Fermafen and Elder entered the palace. The gods looked out of the palace one after another, only to see them eagerly blocked by the two **** servants. Next, a familiar figure continued to walk into the palace.

　　In an instant, there was a sudden silence inside the noisy and joyous palace. Looking at the people outside the palace, the gods were stunned. Only the footsteps of the people echoed unhurriedly in the palace.

　　 "When...when...when..."

Against the background of the deep sea, under the gaze of the gods, Loki, who was thin, walked, with a thick smile on his handsome face, smiling as he once did. Looking at the gods in front of him, he opened his arms. , Smiling and talking.

　　 "All the noble gods, such a feast, I wonder if you can invite me."

　　 In front of him, only a pair of gloomy and unkind eyes responded to him.

　　 Looking from top to bottom, from left to right, from far to near... Everywhere is filled with all kinds of unkindness and malice, and no pair of eyes responds to him with the slightest kind of goodwill.

　　 And Loki had already been prepared for this, just said with a faint smile.

　　 "I came from afar, and I was really hungry and thirsty. I wonder if the Asian gods can give me this traveler a glass of honey to quench my thirst."

After 　　 said, he bowed gently, his humility is really hard to refuse.

　　 However, there was a sneer in the room.

　　 "Oh, the gods also have their own standards for arranging anyone to attend. How can anyone participate in this **** banquet."

After hearing the fame, Loki saw Bragi, the **** of poetry, sitting at the banquet, looking at him with sarcasm. He is the son of Odin, the **** of all bards, with his tongue and eloquence. Almost make the gods sigh.

Loki frowned slightly. He didn't want to argue with this eloquent god. Instead, he raised his head and looked at Odin, who was sitting high in front of him. In front of him, Odin also started from the moment Loki stepped into the palace. Has been looking at him silently.

　　 In other words, he has been looking at the big open palace gate from beginning to end, waiting for the figure that is about to appear.

A lofty ruler of the nine worlds, the **** king of the Asaph Protoss, an evil **** who was expelled from Asaph, the **** of fire and deceit, both of them have insight into the future and understand what will happen next. Loki knew all the bad luck he was about to suffer, but he didn't say anything.

　　 just glanced at each other, and the thoughts between the two were self-evident.

Loki wanted to use this opportunity to make one last recovery, but the desire that Loki longed to release the three brothers and sisters was something that Odin couldn’t agree to anyway, and if Odin couldn’t agree, the relationship between the two The differences can never be reconciled.

　　 Looking deeply at the handsome young man in front of him, the old God King said in a deep voice.

　　 "Rocky."

　　 He didn't say much, just used this sentence as a greeting.

　　 In front of him, Loki said calmly.

"Odin, you swear... We are blood brothers, not a honey wine for the two of us, you will never drink him alone. Now... My traveler wants to drink a cup of honey. Alcohol quenches thirst, I wonder if you can agree."

　　His voice was low and with inexplicable deep meaning. Odin understood what he said, but did not answer directly, but said quietly after a while.

　　 "I swear, it's not a honey wine for the two of us, I will never drink him alone, Loki, sit down."

As he said, he knocked on the thick long table with his index finger knuckles. Immediately, a seedling grew quickly on the last seat of the thick long table. The seedling expanded rapidly, and it grew into a rattan chair in a moment. Seats.

　　 Rocky glanced at him, not knowing whether it was intentional or unintentional. When he said this vow, Odin did not say the first half...

　　 was bitter and sad in his heart, but his face still kept a smile, Shi Shiran took the seat, completely ignoring the unhappiness and disgust of the gods around him.

　　 Orochi said that destiny is the fantasy of the weak bugs about the future that they cannot grasp. In its eyes, there has never been destiny. Everything is done by life itself, and no one is driving it.

　　 "The shackles? There are no shackles. You live freely in this universe, wherever you go. Why have you ever had any shackles on your body? The only thing that traps you is your thoughts."

The ridicule of the serpent echoed in his ears. Loki didn't know if it was correct, but at this moment, he only knew that no matter whether those certain or uncertain futures are destiny or not, he must face them and face the fear in his heart. .

　　……

　　 Above the noisy feast, the gods laughed wantonly. The little episode did not interrupt the feast between the gods. They laughed as if they didn't care about Loki at all.

　　Yes, in the entire banquet, no **** had ever said a word with Loki, no **** had ever seen Loki, and at the lively banquet, all the gods did not seem to have seen Loki.

　　Between the hustle and bustle, the only place where Loki was sitting was extremely quiet...

　　 It's quiet like being alone.

Rocky watched everything silently, drank silently, looked at the gods in front of him, feeling their disdain and mockery as if written on their faces, as if they were looking at a beggar who was begging, the aloof charity Give him a little food, but he won't treat him as the same thing.

This almost naked humiliation and mockery surrounded Loki ~www.wuxiahere.com~ Loki endured silently by himself, but the smile on his face was gradually fading, replaced by gradual The look became gloomy.

　　 "Haha..."

　　 In the laughter, the gods still drink freely.

　　 Suddenly, Loki took a deep breath, the cynical smile returned to his gloomy face, then he stood up, took the honey wine in his horns, and said loudly.

　　 "All the male gods of Asaph! Let's do this cup!"

　　 And along with Loki's sudden stand up, the original lively and noisy banquet was quiet, or in other words, all the gods are waiting for this moment, waiting for this moment when Loki's attack.

　　 Loki looked around, scanned the gods in front of him, and then continued.

　　 "All the goddesses of Asaph! Let's do this cup!"

　　 His voice didn't stop, he raised the honey wine in his hand again, and shouted again.

　　 "All the decent gods! Let's do this cup!"

　　 As he said, there was a bit of mockery on his face, his eyes were already extremely cold, he could feel that with his words, the line of sight beside him became worse.

　　 I'm afraid, as long as there is any dissatisfaction on the face of the **** king Odin, they will directly rush up in anger and tear him to pieces.

　　 Loki's mouth slightly twitched, and there was no fear on his face. Instead, he showed the smiley and non-smiling expression he made most often, and then looked at a place on the table and mocked.

　　 "Only the **** of poetry, Blaki, who sits at the farthest distance, is not worthy of drinking this glass of wine."

　　 Along with Loki's mockery, in his sight, the face of Broki, the **** of poetry, was startled at first, and then turned into a deep anger.