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Chapter 472 My daughter has grown up, strong as a mountain and full of energy

"boom!"

A red and black bone crown with horns shattered, and the thousand-meter-long humanoid monster made of flames, lava, and soil also shattered.

Holding the magic sword Levadin in his hand, Lorne stood in the rain of fire, looking at the constantly disintegrating Fire Giant King Surtur and the fleeing army of Fire Giants, but there was not much joy on his face.

seven years.

Seven years have passed since he led his troops from Midgard to the southern border to stop the invasion of fire giants.

During this long seven-year war, he seized the opportunity to kill Surtur more than ten times.

But every time Surtur was killed, the Fire Giant King would only remain silent for a while, then be reborn from the flames of Muspelheim, and attack the atrium again with a large number of revived Fire Giants.

“【Eternal Flame】…”

Lorne murmured to himself, looking up at Muspelheim, which was covered with sulfur, thick smoke, magma and active volcanoes, with his brows furrowed.

This is the secret treasure of the Fire Nation. Legend has it that it is connected to the lifeline of Northern Europe, heralding the fate of the world and will never be extinguished.

Therefore, it can give the Fire Giant King Surtur the power of infinite regeneration until the twilight of the gods comes and the world comes to an end.

The only way to prevent Surtur from resurrecting is to find the [Eternal Flame] and sever the connection between the two.

In order to completely quell the unrest, after killing Surtur, Lorne went deep into the Fire Kingdom several times, trying to find the [Eternal Fire] and achieve his goal in one go.

However, during these seven years, he dug almost three feet deep into the ground and searched every corner of Muspelheim, but could not find any trace of the [Eternal Fire].

It's as if this thing doesn't exist at all.

Perhaps, there could be some mysterious force hindering his search.

Luo En narrowed his eyes and waved his hand to order:
"Withdraw your troops."

"Aren't you looking for it?"

Freya, who was serving as the adjutant at the side, kicked away the corpse of the fire giant that had turned into charred black rock under her feet, and was a little surprised at her boss's order.

After several unsuccessful attempts to kill Surtur and search for the Eternal Flame, they had considered withdrawing their troops.

But strangely enough, whenever the Asgardian army prepares to return, the fire power of Muspelheim will become abnormally active, the number of fire giants will increase sharply, and the giant king Surtur will also revive during this period.

This forced the Asgard army to stay on the border and guard against attacks from fire giants.

So Freya couldn't help but have some doubts about whether this withdrawal would be successful.

Lorne glanced at Freya beside him, then looked towards the smoke-filled Fire Nation in the distance:

"I have gone deep into Muspelheim so many times, but I never thought of just hanging myself on a tree."

The Valkyrie's eyes lit up when she heard this:
"Do you have any other ideas?"

Luo En nodded and responded in a deep voice:
"There are two ways to put out a fire. One is to aim directly at the source and actively extinguish the burning flame. The other is to remove all flammable materials around and create a circle of isolation, so that the flame that cannot be replenished will extinguish itself."

Freya heard the hidden meaning and understood it instantly.

"You tampered with Muspelheim!"

Lorne remained silent and raised his hand slightly towards Muspelheim in the distance.

"Buzz buzz!"

In an instant, streams of light shot up into the sky, and countless golden runes vibrated and danced in them, weaving a huge magic array in the sky.

Its scale stretches for tens of thousands of miles, covering the entire Muspelheim.

It was like a golden cage, imprisoning this burning country and the creatures that lived in it.

——The Great God’s Cage.

This is another achievement of Loen's seven years.

Although he failed to find the [Eternal Fire], he did carve a large number of runes into the veins throughout Muspelheim.

These runes reconstructed the foundation of this place. They could not only intercept the nutrients that the World Tree transported to Muspelheim, but also transform the fire power of Muspelheim into magic power to maintain the operation of the ritual, thereby greatly delaying Surtur's revival and firmly restricting the Fire Giants within the territory of Muspelheim.

Although it was not a permanent solution, he would not have to worry about Muspelheim's army coming back for at least a few decades.

After doing all this, Lorne waved his hand:

"Let's go, we can go home now."

When the Asgardian guards and the humans of Midgard who were accompanying the expedition heard the news, they were stunned at first, but then they reacted and gave deafening cheers.

This long seven-year war was a torture for every intelligent creature present.

The endless stream of fire giants, the poisonous air and thick smoke, the active volcanoes that erupt from time to time... Everything in Muspelheim exudes the atmosphere of destruction and doomsday, which is really hard to like.

After enduring for so long, they can finally say goodbye to this damn place and return to the atrium and fairy palace with better environments, have a good meal and have a good sleep.

The soldiers' faces were filled with joy. They formed a team as quickly as possible and completed the evacuation through the Rainbow Bridge.

A flash of light passed by, and Loen walked down the altar. Looking at the vibrant green around him and the familiar buildings, he couldn't help but feel a sense of familiarity.

Heather Island is finally back.

Leaving the subsequent military affairs to Freya as usual, Loen suppressed his excitement and came to the Temple of Plenty.

"Dad!"

Before she even entered the door, Holo, who had a keen sense of smell, sniffed and rushed out of the temple excitedly, knocked her own keeper down, and sat on the other's waist.

At the same time, she skillfully lowered her head and rubbed it against the breeder's chest, and the brown wolf tail with a white tip almost left a series of afterimages behind her.

Obviously, Holo was very happy about Lorne's return.

but……

After years of development, Holo is no longer the same as she was when she was a child.

Luo En looked at the two big thunders that kept rolling and rubbing on his chest, and the two buttocks that twisted and slid on his waist, and his face darkened.
"Go down!"

"You're so cold to me right after you came back? Do you have another daughter outside?"

Holo showed a vigilant look on her face. She held the keeper's head with both hands and lowered her head to sniff.

The rapid breath sprayed on Loen's neck, cheeks, and ears, bringing waves of wonderful heat and itchiness, which made Loen, who had abstained from sex for many years, shudder, and the anger instantly gathered in his lower abdomen.

At the same time, Holo raised her waist and looked at her breeder strangely:

"What did you bring back? It hurts my butt..."

As she spoke, she couldn't help but twist her hips, trying to change to a more comfortable sitting position.

Lorne couldn't help but gasp and held down Holo who was adding fuel to the fire:

"do not move……"

"Huh? So mysterious?"

Holo was stunned for a moment, then a hint of surprise flashed in her eyes.
"Is it a gift? Let us see it!"

As she spoke, she stretched out her paw and groped under the keeper.

When Loen saw that his adopted daughter was so fierce, his facial muscles twitched. He grabbed the wolf's tail that was swinging in front of him and threw it away decisively.

With a series of clanging sounds, Holo rubbed her head and climbed out of the debris. She looked at her breeder with a depressed look on her face:
"If you don't want to show it to me, then don't show it to me. Why are you so excited?"

Then, she held up the wolf's tail behind her, looked at the messy hair on it, and couldn't help complaining,
"The tail is the most troublesome to take care of. We have to maintain it again at night." "You deserve it! Who told you to do it first?"

As Lorne climbed up from the ground with a hunched back, he angrily scolded his reckless adopted daughter.

"You are so grown up, but you still act like a child."

"Isn't it good to be a child? You don't have to think about anything, you don't have to worry about anything, just eat, drink, and have fun every day. It's not like me now. The temple, trade, and busy farming... Every day when I wake up, I have a lot of things to deal with, and I don't even have anyone to help or talk to. I'm under so much pressure that I've lost some hair recently."

Holo rubbed her head and complained, looking at her heartless old father with even more resentment.
Upon hearing this, Loen wanted to step forward to comfort her, but after looking at Holo's curvy figure, he finally put down his arms.

There is no way. After three years in the army, the sow is as beautiful as Diao Chan.

Now he has been fighting the fire giants in the southern border for seven years, and coupled with his ascetic life, his resistance to temptation has plummeted.

Faced with such a wolf girl with a protruding front and a curvy back, who had no idea what defense was, he really couldn't control himself.

When the time comes, it will be Holo who will cry.

In order to avoid this somewhat dangerous topic, Lorne coughed and changed the subject:

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"Where's Hela? Why didn't I see her come out?"

"She went back to Asgard," Holo replied casually.

When Luo En heard this, he was surprised:

"what happened?"

"You do not know?"

Holo was a little surprised, then frowned and replied,
"Not long after you led your troops to the southern border, Odin came and said he wanted to take Hela back home to stay for a few days."

"Why don't you stop them!"

“I only found out later. The guards said that Hela herself agreed. What can we do?”

Holo spoke up for herself and then added,

"Besides, she is only staying in the Fairy Palace temporarily. It's not like she won't come back. We just met her last month."

Hearing this, Luo En breathed a sigh of relief and continued to ask:
"So how is she now?"

"Very good! He eats well, sleeps well, and is not only taller than us, but his divinity and power are much stronger than ours!"

Holo replied unhappily, rolling her eyes at her old father who cared more about his students than his daughter.

However, Loen had no time to care about Holo's mood at this moment, and his face became a little gloomy.

Grow taller... increase your divinity...

Before leaving, Odin took the initiative to assure him that they would talk about Hela later.

As a result, the old man actually broke the agreement on his own initiative, and took Hela back to Asgard while his blood brother was on an expedition to Muspelheim. He stubbornly used the secret method of catalysis on his daughter, causing Hela to mature prematurely.

"Where is Hela now?"

Loen asked with a cold snort, looking dimly at Holo.

Feeling the distinct chill in the air, Holo vaguely realized the seriousness of the problem, and quickly restrained her temper, answering in a deep voice:
"It seems he went to Vanaheim and is fighting against the Vanir!"

The Vanir, who were originally advancing triumphantly, were pushed back to Vanaheim from the Elf Kingdom by the Aesir army?
Luo En narrowed his eyes and instructed Holo in a deep voice:
"You stay in the temple, I'll go to Vanaheim to take a look!"

Then, he crossed the rainbow bridge that opened above the altar and came to the territory of Vanaheim.

At this time, on the border.

Thick smoke billowed and flames shot into the sky.

The Asgardian guards, Vanir warriors, dwarf infantry, elven archers and other troops belonging to different camps were fighting fiercely on this open battlefield.

The golden runes and the green Said witchcraft collided violently, triggering layers of magic tides; weapons imbued with divine power tore through the opponent's armor and pierced into the opponent's body, bringing out pieces of blood and fragments of internal organs; arrows and javelins rained down from both sides, densely falling on the stalemate battlefield, nailing to death the enemy soldiers who were still fighting or struggling...

And on this bloody battlefield that was like a meat grinder, a tall and cold black figure became the most dazzling existence.

She was wearing a dark green cape and armor, and her long hair danced wildly like a snake as the strong wind blew. Every time she waved her hands, hundreds of black light-like blades shot out, madly harvesting lives nearby.

No matter whether it was the Warner warriors in heavy armor, the Valkyries riding Pegasus, or the Said wizards who put up layers of protection for themselves, they were all pierced by this indestructible edge without exception.

Moreover, once hit by this black sword light, the vitality that the Vanir Protoss is so proud of will be completely useless:
Broken limbs cannot be reattached, wounds are difficult to heal, and the dead cannot be resurrected...

In just a few moments, thousands of Warner warriors fell under the sword of the black-haired goddess and entered true death.

But even though there were already corpses everywhere around her, the black-haired goddess was still not satisfied with the low killing efficiency.

She raised her hand slightly, and ink-black death energy gushed out of her body, forming a black fog that covered the sky and spread towards the battlefield.

"Zizi~~"

Along with the sound of corrosion, shrill screams came one after another from the black fog.

The Warner warriors who inhaled the black mist felt as if they had come into contact with concentrated sulfuric acid. Their skin festered, blood flowed from all their orifices, and their flesh and blood kept melting and falling off their white skeletons... Those horrific scenes formed a shocking picture of hell.

Faced with the countless wailing and pleas for mercy on the ground, the black-haired goddess in the sky looked down indifferently. Not only was she indifferent, but she also accelerated the spread of the death fog.

Monster! Demon!
Fear spread uncontrollably among the Vanir. The originally brave and warlike soldiers retreated hastily while murmured.

It's her again, the goddess of death Hela!

Frigga looked at the black god of death in the sky that dominated the battlefield, her face turned pale and she gritted her teeth.

Ever since this woman appeared, the Aesir, who were originally at a disadvantage, turned to the offensive and defeated the Vanir.

Because she possesses the powerful power of death, she perfectly restrains the life divinity of the Vanir.

Any Warner warrior who died at her hands would have no chance of recovery or resurrection.

Such a targeted enemy was undoubtedly the work of Odin, the King of the Aesir.

Right now, if they want to stop the defeat of the Vanir, only she or her brother Njord can take action to stop the Aesir goddess of death.

It would be best if we could kill this threat!

Just as Frigga was thinking to herself, she caught a glimpse of a figure at the edge of the field out of the corner of her eye, and her pupils shrank instantly.

It's him!

Loki, the god of fire and trickery!

Wasn't he fighting the Fire Giants in Midgard? How did he get to Vanaheim?

Soon, Frigga reacted and her face changed drastically.

Surtur lost?

Thinking of this, Frigga no longer hesitated and decisively shouted the order:
"Retreat! Retreat immediately!"

The golden-green light mist spread from deep into Vanaheim, covering the Warner army and protecting the retreat of their own soldiers.

Odin narrowed his one eye and wanted to pursue the victory.

Unexpectedly, Hela, the daughter of the vanguard officer, suddenly turned back from the front of the battle and ran headfirst into the arms of a certain figure, with a bright smile on her cold face:
"Teacher, you are back!"

Odin's eyelids jumped, and he immediately raised his hand to withdraw his troops.

(End of this chapter)