American Comics: Silver Superman Of Asgard

Chapter 1

Chapter 1 Silver Superman Gene

Asgard.

Endless colorful streamers flew through time and space.

Many young boys and girls appeared in the huge sphere at one end of Bifrost.

Heimdall, the guardian in golden armour, with great majesty, pulled his great sword from the groove with a blank face, closing the Bifrost passage.

“The God of Dawn! Heimdall! Oh my God, I really saw it!”

“Bifrost! Asgard! We are here in Asgard!”

These boys and girls were extremely surprised and excited, and looked around.

They are all nobles of Midgard, pure and devout followers of the Aesir Protoss, who were picked up by the Asgard Protoss to serve the Protoss as slaves.

“Silent!”

At the moment, a tall, green-eyed woman drank sternly.

Many boys and girls immediately closed their voices and respectfully looked at the Protoss.

She is the Protoss who went to Midgard to pick up the servants this time, Sally.

And their fate is closely related to this Protoss.

If you are assigned to serve as servants in some great Protoss mansions, your status will be much higher.

There’s even a chance to gain favor, become a sergeant, and learn Protoss skills!

It is not impossible to follow the Protoss to go out to the Quartet in the future.

“Follow me quietly! Next, I will assign a place for you.”

Salley saluted Heimdall, the patron saint of Bifrost, and led the group of boys and girls through Bifrost.

The majestic Asgard complex is just around the corner.

The Protoss and the servants shuttled back and forth on the streets, as small as ants. Flight device, battleship, flying in the air, high-tech and classical atmosphere coexist Asgard.

“Jaime! You’re going to the mansion of Blakey, the god of poetry.”

“Alicia, you serve valkyrie Valkyrie.”

Sally stood in front of the hall, holding a roster, calling one by one.

Soon it was the turn of a thin black-haired teenager.

“Rhodes, it’s up to you to serve at the princess’ mansion.” Sally looked at him.

“Yes, Lord Sally.”

The black-haired boy nodded, his voice clear and sweet.

Rhodes felt a hint of happiness in his heart.

Asgard has only one princess now.

That is the daughter of the god-king Odin, goddess of death, Hela!

Being able to work as a servant in the princess’ mansion is not too bad.

But at the same time, Rhodes was also a little depressed.

His true identity is a transmigrator.

Traveling to the Nordic ancient times of Midgard, the son of a duke named Rhodes Clark.

Coincidentally, the two words Rhodes have similar pronunciations, but different words.

The Duke has a prominent status, and even if he eats and waits for death, he will have no worries in his life. So Rhodes originally thought that he could enjoy the happiness to the fullest, but he did not expect that he was chosen by the Protoss and became a servant of God.

Moreover, she is also the daughter of the god-king Odin, the servant of Hela!

Many boys and girls cast envious glances at Rhodes.

Sally finished allocating where the servants of the gods went, and the boys and girls were taken away individually.

Rhodes followed a maid to the princess’ mansion.

This classical Nordic mansion is very stylish.

There are also several strong and brave guards guarding, all of them are fierce.

“As expected of the Princess Mansion~” Rhodes exclaimed in a low voice.

“I said, hurry up, we’re going to see the housekeeper,” the maid said.

After a while, the guide took Rhodes to the garden of the mansion, in front of a gray-haired old man.

This rather kind old man is the old housekeeper of the princess’ mansion, Elt.

“Master Steward, this is the new servant of God, Rhodes, who has just turned sixteen years old, and is a faithful and pure believer of the Aesir Protoss.”

“Ro…de…”

The old housekeeper’s eyes were a little sharp, and he looked at Rhodes and said, “A little thin, but just cleaning up is enough.”

“…” Rhodes was embarrassed, he was indeed a little thin.

“Rhodes, I said, you will be responsible for cleaning the garden in the future. And the princess’ study, which must be cleaned once a day, must be spotless, do you understand?” the old housekeeper continued.

“Spotless, Rhodes understands, Lord Steward.” Rhodes nodded.

“Come with me, now, I’ll arrange a place for you.”

The old butler was satisfied with this answer, waved the maid who led the way back, and led Rhodes through the garden path to a small room.

The door was open, and there was a bed and table inside, and the space was so cramped that Rhodes reckoned it was just big enough for one person.

But this is his ‘home’ from now on.

‘Home’ in Asgard.

The old housekeeper looked Rhodes in the eyes and said sternly: “Rhodes, remember, don’t run around! Don’t make mistakes! Otherwise, you may be executed! The last servant of God was executed because of his mistakes. Don’t repeat the same mistakes.”

“…Yes.” Rhodes’ eyes flashed complicatedly, and he nodded.

….

The old butler left.

Rhodes sat on his bed, looking around the cramped room, feeling increasingly depressed.

If in Midgard, as the son of the duke, he can be in awe and enjoy endless glory and wealth.

But in Asgard, he was just a lowly, low-ranking human servant.

Anyone who makes a mistake can be killed at will.

For other races, it is a great honor to serve the Protoss of their own beliefs!

But for him, a person who does not believe in the Aesir Protoss, it is a great pain.

“I’m really unhappy~”

“Have you been a lowly servant all your life?”

Rhodes pinched his brows, feeling exhausted.

Just then.

“Ding! Detected the host [Rhodes], the system is activating 1%…5%…70%…99%!”

“Ding! The system is successfully activated!”

“Ding! Detected that the host [Rhodes] is weak, the system rewards a big gift package: [Silver Superman Gene] one! Does the host use it immediately?”*