Creed of the heavens

When they met again at this time, Freya put on a set of glittering women's light armor, with a long sword with a sheath slung across her waist.

"Xiaoyu, hide."

It was dark, and before Freya noticed, Lu Xiao summoned Yuzao and cast a spell to cover their tracks.

"Ok?"

There was no one rowing the boat that Freya was on, and the boat moved forward automatically at a constant speed under the effect of some kind of magic.

Sensing the flickering fluctuation of magic power nearby, Freya frowned slightly, and looked up at the empty Temple Bridge of Tyr.

It should not be an illusion.

Freya was once regarded by the Warner Protoss as the mainstay of the new generation in the clan, and she had profound attainments in both melee combat and spells.

After being deprived of her wings and warrior soul by Odin, Freya had no choice but to restrain herself and began to show herself as a witch.

These years of witch life were not all fruitless, losing her proud fighting ability, Freya's spell level was further improved.

The boat docked beside the pier on the lower floor of the Temple of Tyr. Freya unsheathed the golden sword at her waist, and carefully operated the lifting platform to the floor where the main building of the temple was located.

Lu Xiao knew that Freya's spell perception ability was good, and at the same time the spell took effect in front of Yuzao, the group retreated to the other end of the bridge, leading to the gate of the Kingdom Tower in Muspelheim, under his call.

Freya closed her eyes and scanned the bridge, but couldn't find any traces.

Who is hiding in the dark and watching?Odin?still

Freya's eyes flickered slightly, she retracted her sword and pondered for a moment, then turned and walked towards the Kingdom Teleportation Room.

"Bang!"

There was no one inside the open door.

Sindri and Brock left the blacksmith shop in Midgard not long ago, and returned to Swartheim, the hometown of the dwarves, to collect the materials needed for Lu Xiao to repair the space beacon.

Hundreds of Valkyrie commanded by Sigrun gathered in the Tirmy room on the lower level of the temple, maintaining a good fighting state through mutual learning.

Freya walked to the blacksmith shop where the furnace had been extinguished, stretched out her fingers and wiped a thin layer of dust on the small table.

"No one has used the smithy for at least 5 days, where are the two dwarves?"

Lu Xiao closely monitored Freya's movements through clairvoyance at the other end of the bridge, and at the same time notified Mimir in Tirmi's room through spiritual words.

"Mimir, tell Kratos and Atreus for me."

"Freya is back, let Atreus test her purpose first."

Perhaps she found some empathy from Kratos and Atreus, who had been at odds before. Freya took great care of Atreus, and she did her best to help in whatever she could.

Badr did not die at the hands of Kratos, but by Lu Xiao himself, avoiding the direct conflict and hatred between Master Kui and his son and Freya. Atreus should be the most likely to ask the truth from Freya. talk to people.

After Mimir took the order to start action, Lu Xiao silently waited for the follow-up development of the situation.

Yongzhen held Lu Xiao's hand worriedly: "Is she coming back for revenge? It seems that she has regained her warrior ability."

"not that simple."

There was a faint blue light in Yuzaoqian's eyes, and she, who was also proficient in spells, could see some lingering ominous shadows from Freya.

"Odin's curse hasn't gone away, she's just pretending, and she still can't hurt anyone."

Lu Xiao didn't think that Freya would give up her revenge for killing her son so easily, but Freya was not a shrew who was completely driven by hatred.

After the most emotional period, Freya who calmed down temporarily buried her hatred in her heart, and her demeanor seemed much calmer than when they parted last time.

A few minutes later, Atreus strode out of the closet after his father.

Freya looked around in front of the temple in a daze. Since Cinderella and Brock were not there, she didn't know how to find the resistance organization hiding in the dark and waiting for an opportunity.

When she was at a loss, Freya's expression suddenly changed, and she felt a green leaf with clear veins from her body.

"The thread of fate?"

Throwed into the air by Freya, the leaves began to emit a hazy emerald green light, and they automatically floated towards the side of the main building of the temple.

Two figures, one tall and one short, walked up from the lower floor through the spiral staircase. The short man walking in front walked more briskly, while the strong man behind him walked steadily.

"Wow, it's really Freya!"

Atreus was a little excited, but he didn't forget his father's reminder, and kept a distance from Freya and looked at her with a little vigilance.

When Freya saw Atreus, a relieved smile appeared on her troubled face.

"I thought you guys went back to your hometown in the forest, but I didn't expect to see you two here again."

Kratos pressed Atreus' shoulder, and asked Freya in a deep voice: "Freya, what are you doing here?"

Freya sighed softly: "I heard that there is a resistance organization in Midgard that specializes in fighting against Asgard. There are a large number of Valkyries in this underground organization. Do you know where they are?"

Kratos did not answer Freya's question directly, and continued to ask calmly: "If it is true, what are you going to do?"

Atreus added: "Let me remind you that you know the leader of this organization. I don't think you can get along peacefully."

A gleam flashed in Freya's eyes: "Is it the foreign traveler who killed Baldr?"

Kratos hasn't changed much on the surface, but the muscles of his whole body are tense, and he has entered a state of ready to go.

"That's right, he traveled all over Jotunheim and Vanaheim to connect the alliance against Asgard."

"What do you want? Revenge?"

Freya gritted her teeth, reminding herself countless times that the overall situation is the most important thing.

"Breathe"

Taking a deep breath, Freya managed to adjust her mood: "There are some things I want to ask in person. Where is he?"

Kratos frowned.

Out of distrust of the gods, he didn't want to talk about these useless topics with Freya.

"Answer my question first, Goddess."

Atreus stood up at this time to smooth the somewhat stiff atmosphere between the two.

"Father, don't be so nervous, I believe Freya has calmed down."

Kratos looked down at his son: "Atreus, are you willing to believe in God?"