Valhalla Saga

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Brackey looks back.

The same was true of Siri, who was speeding through the air with him on his back. A trace of pure white is painted over her blue eyes, reconciled to the golden wolf.

Brackey opens his mouth. Then he cheered loudly.

Siri looked straight ahead. In order not to be overtaken, or left behind, I plunged the air rougher.

The golden wolf ran. It was the speed at which the tempest and the whistle collided. But it was faster. It leaps ahead of the sound and runs over the golden wolf's head.

At first it was light and sound. A late thunderstorm swept through the sky and the earth.

“Father!"

Braki cries out in the thunder. You raise your hammer to match it, shaking the sky.

I've seen Siri. Before Erin's Hunting God, her blood boiled as Valhalla's warrior. Despite my reconciliation with the golden wolf, I had to shout aloud.

The man's name.

The name of the most powerful Thunder God in Asgard!

Kwagang!

Thunder strikes. Brackey gives Syria strength, and Syria moves on even faster. You rush out faster than the storm, chasing the lightning ahead.

Thunder.

God of thunder.

Junior's roar proves his existence.

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Freya said.

“No matter how reckless he is, ”

She wasn't wrong. Although not always, in most cases I liked to listen to her.

“I'm going to use up a lot of power. I can't imagine what kind of interference that would be. ”

Again, she was right.

“I know it's an urgent matter. What we don't anticipate is that we don't know what's going on over there. Yes, so you'll feel more anxious. Maybe they're desperately waiting for our help. But they're all assumptions. ”

It could have been over already.

A situation could arise in which the most powerful hand could be wasted in vain.

Freya was right, as always. Her words were based on so-called common sense.

Odin did not follow Freya's will.

Because that's what war was.

Sometimes I have to work hard to win.

Only out of common sense could escape the enemy's forecast based on common sense.

I figured out how to open the connection. But the perfect opening still took time.

I opened only part of it. I sent the most powerful hand to Asgard's new lord, to his successor.

The force required to force a door that does not open properly.

The power to reach the Lord of Asgard as soon as possible.

A lot of distractions in between.

Freya was right. Odin admitted it. But I convinced her with one word: I was not saying that it was too much because it was war.

I just said the name of the man heading to Olympus again.

“This is Thor. ”

Freya gives you a messy look. Just before, I finally acknowledged the word ’no matter what' I said to myself.

Odin laughs. He rubs Freya's cheek, which is much more lovable than usual.

“Let's hurry, too. ”

In order not to end up in a crowd.

In order not to be too late.

Freya inflates the ball. Odin laughs and looks away.

It seemed as if thunder had sounded from beyond the crack in the connection that began to close.

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Poseidon felt his approaching teeth. Face-to-face was only a few times, but I was sure.

Poseidon was in a hurry. He raised his hand high in Triana and ordered his family to be massacred.

And that's the moment.

Thunder struck.

It wasn't coming from far away.

The light ahead of the sound blazed, followed by the thunderstorms shaking the sky and the earth from high to low.

Kwaggaga Gaga River -!

Decades of lightning bolts hit the ground. Ekidna's children, who had not retreated despite their numbers, felt fear and joy at the same time as the sea monsters who were struck by lightning.

Drakon Ismenios, who dug a puddle of water around them to save Athena and Hestia, looked up at the sky for a moment. The two gods that were next to him illuminated.

“Good thunder. ”

Thor on Odin's horse slafnir, who has eight legs, looks at Brackey and says,

Brackey scatters his lightning along with Siri to the thunder of Thor and smiles joyfully.

Siri turned back into a goddess. You return Tristan's bow to Tahoe and put a golden mythical arrow on Apollon's bow in his stead.

The quickest horse in inner Asgard and Slafnir, with the same power as the Tallarian of Hermes, was interested, but observing and talking later.

Thor did not talk about his experiences. How you opened up some of the cracks, what you saw as you crossed the junction, and how you struggled to get here.

It wasn't just that.

Thor didn't even ask questions.

How Siri and Braki suddenly became the devastated god of Erin.

What's going on here?

What Thor himself should do.

But he knew instinctively. That's why I told Siri and Braki.

“Let's go.”

That's enough. Brackey understands, even though he just exchanged his eyes. Siri wanted to ask for some more explanation, but endured it.

Thor hears Shannir. Brackey raises his hammer.

Slayfnir runs to the right, touring again. Brackey and Siri went left together.

Kwaga Gaga River!

Thunder struck again. Asgard, Erin, and the thunder gods of the two worlds stir up among the sea monsters. The rain of arrows pours down through the thunder, starting from the goddess of hunting.

Then he charged towards Poseidon.

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Needhog was afraid of thunder.

So I bent over and wrapped my head around my hands. I put my head between my knees and closed my eyes tightly.

Needhog knows.

It wasn't thunder that scared me. It was not just because the wound was hurting that I kept crying.

I couldn't do anything.

Even though HYDRA was suffering on the floor, there was nothing to do, even though she loved him so much before she died. I rolled forward several times, but it didn't work.

It was as Latatosk said.

Needhog himself was trash. He was a fool who was born to be no help.

The sound of groaning echoes through the sound of thunder as if beating Needhog himself. It was the groaning of Adenmah.

Needhog flinches with his hands over his ears. I wanted to hug her who was sick, but I shouldn't. Needhog didn't even deserve it.

I cried again. I didn't deserve to cry, but I cried loudly.

And I heard a voice.

[What are you thinking?]

It was the voice of the gods that should have been the specialty of Olympus gods. Needhog looks up, startled, and soon he realizes who the owner of his voice is. It was Ekidna lying next to Adenmaha.

Despite the forced dismemberment of her lower body and several punctures to Triana, she's still alive.

Moreover, I was recovering my wounds a little by the power of Idun's Golden Apple Tree.

Needhog lets out a breath of relief first. And when he saw Ekidna with surprised eyes, Ekidna smiled.

I'm a god for once.

Ekidna himself was still suffering from cold sweat because of the wound, but his voice was bright.

She sighs in the voices of the gods. I consciously did so and then looked at Needhog again.

Ancient dragon of Asgard. Unlike Ekid or himself, there is a true beginning with the world.

However, it was still just a child. No matter how old she was, Nidhog needed someone to lead her.

You're a mother, too.

Suddenly, Ekidna smiled, thinking of Poseidon's words. Thanks to this, the wound is painful again, but I can't help it.

Because he was right.

Like the mother of monsters, I decided to come out as the mother of many children. I lost my mom and wandered around the square, giving my hand to a child who was tired from crying.

[You have enough power. I'm just sleeping. You just don't know how to use it.]

Nidhog blinks. Thunder rumbles, but I hear nothing. Needhog focused solely on Ekidna's voice.

[I'll help you this time. It's going to hurt a lot. I'd rather die than be sick. Would that be okay?]

Needhog shrugs reflectively. I shook my head unknowingly. I didn't want to get sick. I hated it so much.

But only for a moment. Nidhog's eyes gleam at Adenmah.

Nidhog closes his eyes. I gripped my teeth, rubbed my eyes roughly and wiped off my tears.

“I'll do it.”

Needhog replied.

Ekidna fulfills her wishes.

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Poseidon was embarrassed.

It felt like I was in a storm.

Thunder never ceased from everywhere. And there was thunder and lightning right in front of me.

Electric boots.

Twelve thousand dollars.

Lightning and thunder accompanied all of Taeho's assassinations.

The sword of the Round Table and Excalibur swoop into Poseidon with no time to breathe.

Poseidon's embarrassment was largely two.

One was the thunder gods slaughtering their clans.

Wasn't Thor the only one? And how the hell did Thor get here?

I was able to answer these questions, unhappy or fortunate. It was thanks to the knowledge that sank deep into Poseidon's consciousness, the original god of the sea, one by one.

Unlike Thor, a pure thunder god of Asgard, I sense Erin's power from the other one. It was the same thunder god, but it was different from the power.

The son or sub-god of Thor and Thor. That kind of relationship.

Thor's arrival was somewhat foreseeable. The horse he rides, Slafnir, could be the Tallaria of Asgard. The quickest horse racing is the same as the speed of thought. If I could somehow break through the connection path, it would be possible to rush here.

Of course, it was possible for the passenger to be Thor. The distance between the conduit and this place was significant, so it would have been a tremendous expense of mysticism.

Poseidon's second question was something simpler and more direct.

Being in front of you.

The warrior of Idun. The god of battle from Asgard. Odin's successor.

In his armor, Erin and Asgard's powers, as well as Olympus', were somehow overcome. Apparently Aphrodite missed Hephaestus.

More powerful than I could have imagined. He was Odin's heir, no one else.

But I didn't understand one thing. I couldn't believe it.

[What the hell!]

Poseidon himself has become much stronger by revealing the true Titan. Idun's warrior, on the other hand, remained the same. Nothing has changed since the dragon's energy exploded.

But it's harder to deal with. Rather, I felt much better when I was retaining the human male form.

Why?

Poseidon himself has become stronger. You're doing a lot more powerful!

Poseidon's question was reasonable. However, the answer was also reasonable and clear.

[Saga: Giant Slayer]

Giant Slayer rose to the next level in the Giant Killer.

I've killed so many giants that I could get it.

‘Medicine to pharmacist, medicine to doctor. ’

Kuulin said as if it were a joke, and he was not wrong.