Mei Man Sword Fairy

Chapter 242 Dark Elves Don't Believe in Death (Subscribe)
Sit up in shock from dying.

It is the current Odin.

Since Loki established his own kingdom of Loput in the atrium world, the whole of Asgard seems to have calmed down.

Thor has become a lot more sensible, and Odin can safely transfer the power in his hand to his successor slowly, and he can also safely carry out his Odin Sleep.

But on this day, Odin, who was sleeping deeply, suddenly had a whim, and a sudden throbbing made him suddenly open his eyes, and then sat up straight.

Frigga was so frightened that she dropped the magic book in her hand.

She hastily stepped forward to hold Odin's arm, and asked with concern, "What's wrong?"

Odin rubbed the center of his eyebrows, his eyelids twitching wildly.

"Frigga, I feel a little uneasy. Something might happen."

Frigg stroked his back, and ordered Sol to be called.

At this moment, the palm of Odin, who perfectly controlled every inch of Asgard's land, trembled.

Frigg: "Don't worry, Sol will be here soon, you can order him to strengthen the guards of Asgard."

Odin shook his head: "No, he's here."

At the center of the Rainbow Bridge, Heimdall, holding a golden sword in both hands, suddenly turned his head, and the empty space suddenly began to vibrate, and then Ling Ling's figure appeared.

Heimdall let go of his great sword and stepped forward to greet him: "Mr. Ling, welcome."

"You're welcome, is Saul there?"

"exist."

Heimdall called Sol, and Thorton, who was rushing to Odin's bedroom, showed joy, and said to the guard beside him, "Tell my father, I will go to meet my good friend first." Immediately, he threw Move the Meow Meow Hammer and fly up.

Soon, Ling Ling saw him flying straight and parallel to the ground.

Ling Ling actually doesn't understand this kind of flying method. Is it really faster or more comfortable to fly on the belly, or is it just to strictly follow the laws of physics to reduce wind resistance?

"Hahaha, Ling, it's been a long time since you last came to Asgard." After the voice fell, people followed.

Sol opened his arms for a warm hug, but Ling Ling raised his hand to stop him.

"I'm here to do business with you."

"Huh? Business?"

"That's right, I'll help you with your troubles, and you pay the bill with Uru."

Before Sol could speak, there was a flash of light and shadow around the two of them, and Odin came with Gungnir in hand.

Saul greeted immediately: "Father!"

"Odin." Ling Ling looked up at the sky, "Good morning!"

Odin's complexion was ugly, probably because he was angry about getting up.

"What are you here for?"

Ling Ling: "I am the god of death, and I came here specially to see if there is any god who died and asked me to help take care of the soul."

The corners of Odin's eyes twitched, then he shook his head and said, "Ulu is very precious."

Ling Ling agreed with this, and he changed hands and drew Feng Qiuhuang from the void, and the cold sword blade was filled with lingering sword energy.

"I'm strong too."

Seeing that Odin's face was getting more and more stinky, Ling Ling smiled and said: "Don't get me wrong, I'm serious, if I take the shot, it must be worth the money."

"Let's talk again, Sol, take the guests to rest." Odin stopped the spear in his hand, and his figure disappeared.

Ling Ling followed Sol to the palace, and Sol whispered: "Ling, as far as I know, there are really not many Uru in the Immortal Palace."

"Not much is how much?"

"Well, it may be several thousand tons."

"Enough, I only need a thousand tons."

"Okay, I'll get it for you."

"Wait!" Ling Ling grabbed Saul and said dumbfoundingly: "I just said, this is a deal, I will solve the trouble for you, and you will give me Ulu."

"I know, I'm not a fool."

But now you look like the stupid son of the landlord's family.

Ling Ling coughed lightly, "Forget it, you sit down first."

Saul sat down calmly. At this time, he seemed to have turned the corner, and asked, "You said to help me solve the trouble, but I don't seem to have any trouble now. Do you have anything to tell me?"

"Yes."

Ling Ling spread out his palm, and in the palm was a red gemstone with sharp edges and corners.

In another part of the palace, Odin the voyeur stood up from his seat immediately, his eyes were a little anxious. At this moment, he finally understood the root cause of his throbbing just now.

Not Ling Ling, but an elf, a dark elf.

After showing Thor a look at the gem, Ling Ling clenched his fist and squeezed it lightly. When he opened his palm again, a cluster of bright red particles slowly circled in his palm.

"Ether particles, the stuff of dark elves, do you know them?"

Sol thought for a while before nodding: "I have a little impression, I seem to have seen it in a book."

"Why do you have this thing?" A sudden voice sounded, and Odin came again. Surprisingly, he didn't feel embarrassed at all. Ling Ling thought that she should learn from him in this regard.

Ling Ling said seriously: "I picked it up on the road."

Odin held his breath in his chest and had nowhere to vent.

After calming down a bit, he took the initiative to say: "The Nine Realms are not static. They have dawn, and naturally they also have dusk. Before dawn, the Nine Realms are ruled by the dark elves. Their leader, Malekith, has a weapon. He This weapon can be used to return the universe to darkness. But after a bloody and relentless fight, my father Bor was victorious."

Thor looked at the red particle in Ling Ling's hand: "This is that weapon, if I remember correctly, it's called an ether particle."

Odin: "Yes, it possesses unimaginable power."

"But it is said that the ether particles have been destroyed."

"No, the ether cannot be destroyed, it is sealed." As he said, Odin looked at Ling Ling.

"Don't look at me, I really picked it up on the road."

Thor interjected: "Since the ether particles have not been destroyed, are there still remnants of the dark elves?"

Odin didn't answer.

Ling Ling smiled and said, "Bor didn't completely wipe out the dark elves, Odin, don't you know?"

Odin said calmly: "Maybe the dark elves still have culpable crimes, but they will not be Asgard's opponents."

"By the way, Sol, have you met your grandpa?"

Sol shook his head, and was a little curious for a moment, "Father, you don't seem to have ever told me about grandpa."

Odin: "He's dead, there's nothing to say."

"Hehe." Ling Ling couldn't help laughing out loud.

Odin and Thor looked at him at the same time.

Ling Ling waved his hand: "Sorry, I suddenly remembered something happy just now."

Bor, father of Odin.

It is said that Bor led the army of Asgard to start the battle to unify the Nine Realms. Later, he encountered calculations in the battle of the Frost Giants and was frozen into an ice sculpture by magical power. Bor let Odin To find a powerful magician to lift him from the frozen state.

Here comes the point!

After Odin returned to the Nine Realms, he didn't mention the matter as if he lost his memory, and then chose to ascend the throne directly.

Thus, Asgard entered the age of Odin.

Poor old father Bor is still in the freezer.

Now, Odin is dying of old age, Bor hasn't come out yet, and if there is no accident, he will never come out again in the future.

If Thor had the heart, he might be able to use this as a basis to force Odin to abdicate and make a Rainbow Bridge change.But thinking about it now, Sol doesn't have such thoughts, and Odin doesn't have a long life.

Maybe this plan can be used when setting foot in the multiverse in the future.

Odin left again, and before parting, he took a deep look at Ling Ling, and Ling Ling responded unceremoniously.

They are all thousand-year-old foxes, so there is no need to play Liaozhai.

After Ling Ling sat down again, she said casually, "Saul, Jane Foster said she missed you."

Hearing this, Sol immediately stood up with an excited expression on his face: "Is it true?"

"fake."

Sol was smart enough not to believe it this time, he licked his lips excitedly, then impatiently picked up the hammer and was about to walk out.

Ling Ling was about to speak, when suddenly there was an unusual short sound from the palace.

Sol's expression changed, as if a basin of cold water had been poured on him, and his thoughts of going to see his old friend immediately disappeared without a trace.

"Something happened in the prison!"

Ling Ling waved his hand: "Go."

Sol nodded, swung the hammer and flew out.

Ling Ling got up and went to the balcony, looking at the end of the Rainbow Bridge.

When the space there had abnormal fluctuations for the first time, Ling Ling turned into light and left.

In Asgard, Odin shouted: "At all costs, we must protect the safety of the dungeon!" Afterwards, he also sensed the changes there, and wanted to dare to go immediately, but his feet paused temporarily. Ding Zhimian is still in a weak state at the moment. Since the dark elf has come, he must be ready to face him, but he is not fully sure now.

Only then did he think of Ling Ling, and muttered to himself, "It's a good thing that he's here."

At the same time, Heimdall, the patron saint of the Rainbow Bridge, also noticed the change.

He was about to rush out with the giant sword in his hand, but he heard Ling Ling's voice in his ears: "Take care of your Rainbow Bridge, and leave the rest to me."

Heimdall looked at Ling Ling's shots a few times, and he was very confident in his strength, so he looked slightly calm and stood where he was.

A huge T-shaped space battleship rises, and blade-shaped small spaceships fly out of it one after another. Perhaps it is the unique aesthetics of the dark elves. When Ling Ling waved his hand, the sword light was like a dragon, swimming gracefully When it was moving, all the small spaceships were detonated.

Then, he dodged into the core of the spaceship.

The sudden arrival of Ling Ling surprised the pale dark elves here.

Ling Ling fixed his eyes on the person in front, and asked with a smile, "Malekis?"

The dark leader who had lived for a long time resisted the urge to retreat, and responded indifferently: "Who are you?"

"I have many identities, but the one that you can understand better should be—the god of death."

Malekith is very cool, bluntly said: "Dark elves don't believe in death."

Ling Ling flicked his backhand, and a nearby dark elf soldier immediately collapsed to the ground. Seeing this, the surrounding soldiers immediately surrounded him.

Ling Ling grabbed it with his hand, and countless souls escaped from his body under the gaze of Malekith, and Ling Ling casually rubbed it into a light gray ball. While tossing the soul ball, he said: "Now believe Yet?"

More dark elves rushed in from a distance, and Malekith raised his hand to stop their charge, without speaking with a dignified expression.

Ling Ling stretched out his hand again.

Malekith: "Believe it, I believe it!"

Ling Ling: This is a bitch.

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