Type-Moon, I heard that after death, you can ascend to the Throne of Heroes?.

Then he stood up with a little dissatisfaction, moved his body away from Nuoyan.

All this was naturally seen by Loki who was watching secretly.

Looking at the seemingly docile Jörmungandr in front of him, and the sudden death breath on Nuoyan... the breath of his youngest daughter, the goddess of death Hela.

Even Loki, the god of trickery, couldn't help but open his eyes in disbelief, not understanding what happened in that short time just now.

"By the way, although this painting has been completed very well, I... always feel like something is missing."

Looking at the painting in front of him, Nuoyan frowned suddenly and muttered.

Jörmungandr, who left Nuoyan's side, suddenly seemed to feel something, suddenly raised his head and stared at the sky.

And, it also made an extremely harsh sound.

The horror of the sound even spread far to the courtyard, so that many people heard it, and even felt that the earth was shaking at this moment.

And this is not an illusion, because the body hidden in the bottomless sea is surging again at this moment.

The scarlet eyes of Jörmungandr, who looked up at the sky, are filled with endless resentment and anger.

"It's bad!"

Loki, who seemed to have sensed something, also looked up at this time, his face changed slightly, and he said in a slightly lost voice: "Why is he here?!"

As soon as he finished speaking, he heard the symphony of thunder in the sky.

And this also dispelled the doubts in Nuoyan's heart who didn't understand what happened.

In the thunder in the sky, the chariot that turned into thunder and ran in the dark sky stopped in front of the roaring Jörmungandr.

On the chariot, the god with flaming red hair was holding the hammer that gathered thunder...

Yes, the strongest god among the Norse gods except the god king Odin, and also the destined enemy of Jörmungandr, Thor... is here!

Nuoyan, looking at the majestic god in front of him holding the hammer of Thor, Mjolnir, standing on the thunder chariot, and confronting the terrifying giant snake below.

His eyes lit up, and he finally understood what was missing from the painting in his hand.

Therefore, he couldn't wait to pick up the brush again and start painting.

Thus, he completely ignored the Valkyrie Slude who was anxiously coming with the bird Nier on a white horse and had already landed beside him...

Chapter 225 God King Odin: Nuoyan, you should restrain yourself! (4k)

"Nuoyan, are you okay? Nuoyan, I am here with Slude and Lord Thor, the god of thunder, to save you!"

The person, ah, no, it should be said that the bird has not arrived yet, but its voice has arrived first.

The voice of the bird Nier was anxious, concerned, and a little boastful.

After all, the one she brought to help this time was Thor, the strongest god among the Norse gods except King Odin!

She called him over with a little bird! ...Well, the real reason was that Thor drove a goat chariot and turned into a roaring thunder for the sake of his wife, the goddess of harvest, Sif, and his daughter, Slud.

However, Nuoyan did not respond to the call of the little bird Nier and Slud who came to her side in a hurry.

The emerald eyes reflected everything in the sky above the bottomless deep sea at this moment.

With the arrival of Thor, the thunder roared and lit up the world at the same time, and Jörmungandr, who revealed part of his body surrounding the world and rolled up the tide on the sea.

The giant snake was roaring and the thunder was furious.

The fateful battle recorded in the Norse mythology seemed to be staged in advance today because of Nuoyan's existence.

And this battle has not yet begun, but its movement seems to have shocked the Nine Realms.

At this moment, countless gods and giants have cast their eyes on this place.

Following Nuoyan's sight, Nier and Slude couldn't help but glance at the deep sea.

Slude looked at the Father God holding thunder on the Sky Goat Thunder Chariot, and then looked at the behemoth rolling the deep sea below, and his face looked extremely solemn.

But when he turned back and looked at Nuoyan who was still sitting in front of the easel, he was relieved again.

Fortunately, he was fine, otherwise... how could I have the face to see Sister Brunhilde again.

With this thought in mind, when Slude stepped forward to persuade Nuoyan to leave, or to knock him out and forcibly take him away.

When her eyes inadvertently swept over, her eyes fell on the painting.

And the moment she touched the painting, Slude was stunned and stagnated in place.

Because in an instant, she entered the painting without any surprise.

In the painting, everything about Jörmungandr was shown to Slude.

Jörmungandr's birth, past, and the accumulated hatred from the gods.

And the terrifying hatred instantly attacked Slude, just when it seemed to devour her.

"Don't look at it." With a light snap, Loki, the god of trickery who had been hiding, finally came out at this moment.

He patted Slude's shoulder and let her walk out of the painting.

Then, Loki looked deeply at the painting drawn by Nuoyan in front of him.

And finally understood in his heart what Nuoyan's painting was.

"That's all Jormungandr has to offer, and you can't bear it."

As Loki spoke, his eyes couldn't help but turn to Nuoyan again.

At this moment, looking at the promise in front of him, even Loki couldn't help but feel surprised.

Because the promise in front of me is just a human being.

He is not a god, nor is he a demigod hero. Even at this time, he has survived until now thanks to the golden apple given by the goddess of youth.

But it was such a person who, at this moment, outlined Jormungandr.

Moreover, Loki also understood that the fact that this painting could be drawn not only represented the ability to promise, but also represented Jörmungandr's approval!

This is probably still my child, the only person in the world who recognizes him besides his siblings... Loki thought in his heart.

From this, we can also get a glimpse of the unrest in Loki's heart at this moment.

After all, you have to know that even for him, the Father God, these three brothers and sisters probably only have hatred!

Just when Loki was thinking about this, Srud came back to his senses.

When she realized what had just happened, she couldn't help but stand stiffly on the spot. She subconsciously scanned the paintings in front of her again in a panic, and her eyes naturally stopped on the person who was sketching again.

At the same time, Jormungandr and Thor also moved.

The deep sense of fate meant that there was no need for words when they met, they could only fight!

As a result, the thunder from the sky fell and intertwined with the roaring deep sea water. At this moment, the originally dark sea water turned into dark green, and where it splashed down, it corroded everything on the coast!

"ah!"

The little bird Ni'er, who was originally too frightened to speak because of Loki's appearance, was so frightened when she saw this posture that she immediately hid in Slud's arms.

Due to the shock of the aftermath of the battle between the two, Slud finally came back to his senses and his expression changed. He temporarily suppressed all the thoughts and doubts in his heart, and was about to stand up to withdraw his promise.

Loki reached out his hand again, but stopped her again. He also drew a few runes in the air, causing a circle of fire to appear around them out of thin air, protecting them inside.

"If you want this matter to go away, don't disturb him."

Loki spoke to Slud in a calm tone.

"Because right now, only if he finishes the painting in his hand can he calm down the battle between Jormungandr and Thor."

Hearing Loki's words, Srud and Nier were naturally startled.

Then Nier subconsciously turned her attention to the painting in Nuoyan's hand.

Seeing this, although Srud hurriedly reached out to cover her eyes, Ni'er still saw it. Just when Slud thought that Ni'er would suffer the same fate as him, he found that nothing happened to her.

Ni'er even flapped her wings subconsciously, swatting away Slud's blocking hand, and looked at the painting outlined by Nuoyan with surprise.

"She is the messenger of the goddess of destiny."

When Loki saw this, he calmly explained to the confused Slud: "The smallest but most mysterious goddess of fate has already given her the corresponding gift... Thinking about it, she may be the one who has the gift except Odin. You understand the existence of the person in front of you best."

As he spoke, Loki couldn't help but tilt his head, looking deeply towards Asgard, the highest point in the Nine Realms.

At this moment, God King Odin seemed to notice it. He lowered his head slightly and looked at Loki.

The two looked at each other in the distance, looking at each other from a distance at this moment.

"The painting is so beautiful..."

The speechless atmosphere was interrupted by the little bird Ni'er.

Although she did not fall into the painting like Srud, she was corrupted by Jörmungandr and almost died from looking directly at his painting.

But the moment her eyes fell on the painting, Nier was still attracted by the painting outlined by the promise.

And there is no other special reason for this, just because Nier thinks the painting is beautiful.

Under the dark clouds, there are angry eyes and flying red hair, and the thundering gods are raised high, and under the turbulent sea, the huge body is raised high, and the body is swung and rolled up as if it is going to drown the tide of the world. Jormungandr.

This painting perfectly demonstrates the divinity of Thor and the terror of Jörmungandr. Although it is not like the usual paintings of Nuoyan, it has flowers and extreme colors. It is so beautiful that it makes the gods look at it, but it also has a A special kind of violent beauty.

Even though the little bird Ni'er didn't appreciate the painting at all, she couldn't help but be addicted to it.

Then, the time passed quickly, but it seemed to pass very slowly.

At some point, Nuoyan stopped writing.

At the same time, the battle on the field also reached a fever pitch.

Both Jormungandr and Thor used real fire, and both had wounds on their bodies.

Just when Thor, the God of Thunder, had a fierce look in his eyes, he was about to use all his strength to fight to the death with Jörmungandr today.

"Okay Jormungandr."

The promise of getting up walked out of Loki's circle of fire.

The poisonous gas in the air that made all the gods fearful, and the aftermath of the battle between the two, could not harm the promise at this moment.

Because the painting has already been sketched.

So at this moment, the promise has been stolen...or it can be said that part of Jormungandr's power has been obtained.

The poison that makes the gods fear, and the terrifying strange power!

"The painting is done."

Nuoyan stood on the shore and showed the painting in his hand in front of Jormungandr.

Ignoring Thor's stunned look, he smiled at Jörmungandr and even said with some pride: "How is it, I didn't lie to you, I drew you very well... After all, you should know that not everyone can draw my paintings.

It is an honor to be drawn by me!"

Nuoyan's voice was not loud, but it was clearly heard by everyone.

He said this painting to one of the most terrifying monsters in the Nordic countries and the strongest god, which seemed arrogant, but it seemed so natural.

Or in other words, it gave people a sense of right.

"So, stop, Jörmungandr, you go back first... Sorry to disturb your rest, I will bring you tribute to apologize when we meet next time."

Jörmungandr heard it, and then he turned his head and roared at Thor.

But the voice did not sound angry, but seemed to be arguing and defending something.

Just when Thor was in front of him and could not react at all.

"Yeah, I know."

Nuoyan nodded and continued to smile: "I know you are very strong and will never lose to him, but all the disputes now are caused by me. If you continue to fight, I will be in big trouble."

As he said, Nuoyan winked at Jörmungandr in a pitiful way.

Seeing that Jörmungandr was still hesitant and glaring at Thor, the god of thunder.

Nuoyan took a deep breath helplessly and said: "Please, Jörmungandr really begs you! I promise that I will definitely give you a satisfactory tribute to apologize next time!"

Hearing this, looking at Nuoyan who kept winking at him, he glanced at the already confused Thor.

Jörmungandr snorted in dissatisfaction, then turned around and plunged into the sea.

And the sea that kept surging finally fell into calm.