Marvel's Father Earth

The colorful light gradually dissipated, and a strong black man in golden armor stood with a long sword engraved with a human face, and a golden horn on his waist. He stood as tall and straight as an iron pine, with glowing orange pupils, as if he could see through everything in the world.

"Heimdall, long time no see." Merin smiled happily.

"Long time no see, Lord Merin." Heimdall grinned, his white teeth forming a sharp contrast with his dark face.

Heimdall, the patron saint of Bifr?st, holds the sword H?fu? and the horn Gjallarhorn on his waist. He has the eyes to observe all things. He is the most powerful gatekeeper and the most powerful sentry in Asgard. Everything No invading enemy can escape his eyes.

The Twilight of the Gods, it was precisely because of his warning that Odin could prepare in advance, otherwise the gods of Asgard would not just be sleeping.

Although Heimdall's appearance has changed a lot. He used to be a handsome man with skin as white as jade, and now with dark skin and strong muscles, he is a mighty warrior, but the universe will not lie to others. The soul has completely awakened.

"You have changed a lot, Heimdall." Myron teased.

"I am still me, the Gatekeeper of Asgard, no matter what I look like," Heimdall said.

"Okay, you are still so serious, but I didn't expect that you would be the third one to wake up." Maierin shook his head and said.

"His Royal Highness Thor is still growing up. His Highness Loki and His Highness Hela have passed away. They are not who they were before. Sif, Balder, and Holder have no signs of waking up yet. Everyone else... Lord Merin, I suspect they have been lost." Heimdall said with a hint of sadness.

Lost, a very scary word for gods.

The soul falls into a deep sleep. During the process of reawakening, there will be a hazy feeling that intrudes on the mind that is not yet awake. After a long period of corrosion, the soul's personal consciousness will be completely scattered, and it will be unclear where it is and where it is going.

For the gods, this is more painful than death.

"Don't worry, Heimdall, we still have time, enough for us to find them." Myrin patted Heimdall on the shoulder and comforted.

"Thank you, Lord Merin."

"We are all old friends, why are you talking about this? Are you here to help Odin recycle things?"

"This is just one of them. Lord Merin, Your Majesty also asked me to give the last favor to my former people." Heimdall said, and turned to look at Hilda and Medisel's people.

Heimdall waved his hand, and eight metal statues lined up behind Heimdall.

"This! Is this such a big deal from Odin?" Merin was surprised.

Eight metal statues, a purple-black two-headed dragon, a silver-white eight-legged Pegasus, a purple-black snake, a blue crystal skull, a royal blue ferocious wolf, one green and one silver. A tiger and a fiery red harp.

These metal statues, no, should be said to be armors, of course Merin recognized them. These were the eight descendants of Odin, the most powerful warriors under the gods, and the divine suits of the divine warriors.

"Your Majesty also tried in Asgard to see if there are warriors to succeed the new generation of divine warriors. However, the Asgard family has been stationed in the universe all year round, and their bloodline and genes have mutated. Although they have gained a stronger body and a longer life than humans, lifespan, but also lost its original possibilities." Heimdall said with great regret.

Maier is silent, the warrior of the gods, and is his spokesperson in the world, whether it is Poseidon's sea warrior, Hades' Hades warrior, Ares' mad warrior, Odin's saint warrior, or a saint warrior, although Each one is different, but in the beginning, humans must be the carriers to bear this power.

In the age of mythology, various tribes emerged together, including dragons, dwarves, elves, giants...

They all have racial talents that far exceed those of humans. They can be said to be the darlings of heaven and earth. They are born with powerful unique talents, but they are unable to become the spokespersons of the gods in the world, and they cannot wear the armor of their respective gods.

It is precisely because of human possibilities that humans have been able to persist from the age of myth to the present and become the masters of this planet.

Human beings have an infinite future precisely because they are so weak that they have nothing.

"Lord Merin, please take more care of the new generation of divine warriors." Heimdall requested. Although he is a new generation, the former divine warriors are also his comrades who fought side by side, and the same is true for the divine warriors.

"Don't worry, I will watch over them. As long as they don't damage the earth, I won't restrain them." Merin promised.

"Thank you very much."

Maier smiled and nodded, but in his memory, if nothing else happened, this generation of divine warriors should also be familiar to him, and among them, there was a careerist and a vengeful man. warrior.

The reason why the God Warrior fought against the Holy Realm was because Poseidon woke up and put a Nibelung ring on Hilda, which turned the kind-hearted Hilda into a violent and vicious one and became his lackey. Otherwise If so, the God Warrior will not go to war with the Sanctuary.

"It seems that we need to make some preparations first. Since we know it in advance, we must take precautions in advance. Since Odin asked me to take care of Medisel, we can no longer let them be used as gun users." Merin thought. road.

"Lord Merin?"

"Huh? I was thinking about something just now." Hearing Heimdall's call, Myron stopped thinking.

"Then Lord Merin, what your Majesty has entrusted..."

"Here, the ring - Dropnir and the stinging needle - Svefn?orn, as for the two little native dogs, I haven't found them yet." Merin said.

"I see, then I'll have to worry about it, sir."

"It's a matter of loyalty to others. We are all old friends, so there is no need to be so polite."

"Okay, sir, then I will..."

"Wait a minute, Heimdall, don't you say hello to your believers?" Merin said, pointing behind him.

I am ashamed to say that when I met an old friend, we started chatting on a whim, completely forgetting that there were so many people kneeling around me.

Heimdall was stunned for a moment, turned around and saw that Hilda and Medisel's people's hands were turned purple from the cold, but they were still kneeling on the ground piously.

"I am Heimdall, the patron saint of Asgard, rise up, people of Medisel."

"Thank you, Lord Protector."

After receiving Heimdall's instructions, people got up with difficulty.

"Are you the saint of this generation?" Heimdall asked Hilda.

"Yes, Lord Patronus." Although Hilda was freezing, her heart was extremely hot, because what came was not an envoy, but a real god, and he also brought A reward from the God-King.

"Let all the people go home and have a good rest."

"Follow your orders, Lord Patron Saint." Hilda accepted the order and turned to the people and shouted, "People of Mudisel! Lord Patron Saint has given you a gift. Everyone, go home quickly and have a good rest. Don't My body is frozen."

Feeling Heimdall's kindness, the people once again knelt down to thank him, then supported each other and walked towards home.

"Hilda, I believe Lord Merin has told you about the situation in Asgard. Asgard can no longer protect Mudisel."

"It's...the patron saint...I know...all..." Hilda was very sad. Although she knew about it in advance, she still couldn't help but feel sad when she heard the god she believed in said it with her own ears.

"His Majesty is very satisfied with your piety, so he gives you the final reward. This is the God Warrior's God Clothes. You need to find your own successor. In the future, you will be His Majesty's spokesperson on earth, and the God Warriors will be your loyal guards. , is also the guardian of Mudisel.

But you have to remember, Hilda, Lord Merin will not restrict you too much, but he is your new protector, and you must be as pious to him as you are to Your Majesty. Heimdall said.

"I will obey your orders, Lord Patron Saint. Mudisel's faith will last forever, but we will also obey Lord Merin's orders," Hilda promised.

"In this way, I can go home with peace of mind."

"Congratulations to your patron saint!"

Finally, Heimdall looked at Merin and saw Merin nodded before he restarted the Rainbow Bridge and returned to Asgard.

Heimdall left, and Hilda and the priests shed tears. Although they had accepted the fact and knew that the god they believed in did not abandon them, but had a new mission, they still couldn't help crying.

Maier did not disturb them and waited for them for more than ten minutes before he calmed down.

"Lord Merin, please forgive us for our mistakes." After Hilda calmed down, she apologized immediately. She really shouldn't have let a main god wait for her for such a long time.

"It doesn't matter. This also shows how devout your faith is. I am happy for Odin and very satisfied with your performance."

Such a move did not arouse Merin's dissatisfaction, but made him think more favorably of Hilda and the loyal priests. If they immediately changed their beliefs and did not remember the departure of Asgard at all, then Merin will look down on them instead. Odin is the first, so will he be the second?

The most hated thing is never the cruel enemy, but the unscrupulous traitor.

"Hilda, in the priesthood, who has the right to speak second only to you?" Maierin asked.

"Silford, please pay your respects to Lord Merin. I am the chief priest of the priesthood. I assist Her Majesty the Saint in managing Mudisel."

After carefully looking at the old man who stood up, Myron nodded. Hilford was also one of the people who sincerely believed in Odin, and his piety was no less than that of Hilda.

"Hilda and Hilford stay, the others can disperse."

"Yes, Lord Merin."

The others retreated, and Merin returned to the temple with Hilda and Hilford.