The days of being a spiritual mentor in Meiman

Chapter 1346 The Mystery of the Feast (3)

When the afterglow of the setting sun was about to fall below the horizon, the distant and desolate drumbeat sounded in the empty banquet hall, pulling people into the magnificent battlefield in a second.

The traditional music of Asgard is the horn for the sailing of warships and the drums for the battle of powerful protoss warriors.

The art developed by the military country with the longest history in this universe all has a sharp murderous intent, the colder, the grander, the more shocking.

The moment the rapid music played in the extravagant and gorgeous ballroom, the atmosphere was stagnant.

The coldness and utilitarianism that have always been hidden in the eyes of the guests of all colors with warm smiles flowed out with the rough sound of plucking the strings, and just after a beat of the drum beat, countless elegant figures walked onto the dance floor with civilized dance steps.

The toe of the shoe is like a sword, and the hem of the skirt is like a knife. Under the feast on the broader Vanity Fair, there must be more mysteries hidden.

Pair after pair of figures smoothly jumped out of the current dance steps of the interstellar society. Just as Hela's long black hair brushed Stark's shoulders, another pair of figures behind them passed over the edge of the dance floor.

Luo Ji wore an off-the-shoulder pure white dress that the goddesses of Asgard often wear. The long hair on the sideburns was braided into several thin braids, forming a complete circle behind the head, embracing several dewdrops. The fallen flowers, the rest of the long hair hang down like a waterfall.

Schiller is wearing a traditional British dress, which is the most formal dress even in human society. If it is paired with a monocle pendant with a fine gold chain, it will look even more rigid.

The doctor seldom dressed up to attend, but the wedding of the king of Asgard could not be overstated.

"What do you think your sister said to Tony?"

Schiller held Luo Ji's waist and spun around on the dance floor, but it was obvious that dancing was not the theme at all on this occasion, and everyone was using the opportunity of dancing to talk about what they wanted to talk about.

"Ragnarok." Luo Ji replied without hesitation, she sighed softly, and said: "Hela is only interested in this matter now, if Thor hadn't forced her too much now, she would never have Appear here."

"I just learned about the legend of the eldest princess." Schiller took a step back slightly, giving Luo Ji room to spin, and said as if sighing: "Do you think there will be such a moment, Odin?" Do you really feel regret? This beautiful and powerful princess should have been the masterpiece of his life."

"Odin regretted it long ago."

Luo Ji was still so sure that when he became a goddess, there was always a coldness in his eyes that other goddesses did not have, and there was a hint of sarcasm in her tone: "People think that when Asgard has another princess , the happiest is Frigg."

"But I know that every time I appear in front of Odin as a princess, it's like provoking the thorn in his heart."

"Perhaps this is the greatest revenge I can make. Only in the matter of Hela, the father of the gods can't say a word of conscience."

Schiller moved, and came to Luo Ji's side with the drumbeat, and the two exchanged positions. He sighed softly and said: "In any case, the His Royal Highness who once moved the universe will never come back again. Her last legend , the mission to end the fate of the gods by himself also ended the moment Thor became the King of Light."

"You don't know what Tony Stark is going to do, do you?" Rocky changed the subject.

"There is no doubt that his goal is the gods." Schiller paused for a moment, as if deliberately whetting his appetite, and seeing Luo Ji's eyebrows frowned, he continued: "But not gods like you , you are just the protoss who use the power of the universe, and his goal is even bigger."

"Are you not afraid that something will happen to him?"

"Did you also ask Tony this question, and it was me?"

Luo Ji looked stunned for a moment, finally shook her head, and said helplessly: "I never thought that one day, I would represent the Protoss to ask you human beings not to put Asgard in the middle of your crazy struggle."

"There is no such good thing in this world." Schiller stared into Luo Ji's eyes and said, "Want to use human's wisdom, but don't want to bear their madness, you know how closely the two are entangled in the human soul , maybe now is the time for you to pay the bill."

Loki looked past Schiller to another couple on the dance floor, Thor and Sif.

The newly married God King couple joined the dance floor amidst the cheers of the crowd, but Luo Ji understood that everyone in Asgard, including herself, had no chance to celebrate the God King's new marriage so peacefully.

As Schiller said, the wisdom of human beings has changed everything, and they must also bear the madness that comes with wisdom.

Crazy enough that they could have united as one and continued on this road, but they just caused troubles for no reason and killed each other for those illusory emotional stimulation and satisfaction.

But maybe, every intelligent creature is crazy, and their love and hatred make them never stop fighting, and the same is true for Asgard.

Thor withdrew his gaze, and once again looked at Sif's slightly worried expression. He embraced Sif with his broad arms like a conscientious husband, allowing her to spin unrestricted on the dance floor , don't worry about bumping into others.

Sif also wore a gorgeous dark golden long dress which was very rare. Her hair was tied in a complicated bun, leaving only two strands of long hair hanging down in front of her forehead, looking mature and gentle.

She looked at her future husband, still handsome, strong, and full of charming masculinity, and the delicacy and elegance brought by the king's royal clothes neutralized his wild temperament. He is the dream of all Asgardian goddesses Lover, Sif thought.

But he is not only her husband, but also the god king of Asgard, the king of everyone in Asgard. The relationship between the royal family and the family has been full of confusing entanglements since ancient times, and most of them cannot be both.

"Heimdall..." Sif said the name with some difficulty.

"I know, I know, Sif." Thor responded to her. He said, "The father of the gods trusts your brother so much that he entrusts Asgard's most important weapon, the Rainbow Bridge, to him. Transfer is inevitable, you should trust me, trust your husband, this is just a temporary pain."

"Of course." Sif lowered her eyes, and with the pause of another drumbeat, she switched positions with Thor, and then danced again. The future queen restrained her somewhat low voice, but said as gently as possible: "Of course I Believe you, Your Majesty, it's just that I'm worried that my brother will be lonely at home for too long, and my other relatives will feel sorry for him."

"I see. Since they have high hopes for Heimdall, I think they are naturally willing to let more important positions in the fleet be vacated, so that Heimdall can choose freely..."

Sif exhaled lightly and patted Thor's arm like a sigh of relief. The pain between her brows disappeared. She focused on Thor's face and used the few remaining things in this wedding Enjoy her private time admiring her handsome husband.

"As I said, Sif will learn quickly."

Another empty drum beat, Frigga, who was still smiling gently, supported Odin's shoulders, and spun around with brisk dance steps.

Odin's face remained unchanged, and he said in a consistent low tone: "Since ancient times, no matter which royal family, foreign relatives have been a problem that has to be dealt with. I am very fortunate that I don't have to worry about this during the period of rapid development of Asgard."

"Yeah, you killed my whole family, so naturally you never have to worry about it." Frigga's smile didn't even fade, the gentle goddess just shook her head lightly, and said with some sighs: "It's just that you have been I don’t remember when I became the most beautiful queen from the number one mage in the nine kingdoms.”

Odin held Frigga tighter, as if to gain some sense of security from this control.

He had known for a long time that his beautiful lady was not as gentle as she appeared on the surface. Odin preferred Thor, and Frigga took Loki. It was not that Odin had ridiculed his wife's choice in his heart.

After all, she has long lost the support of her natal family, and Loki is weak. Odin believes that as long as he is in power, their mother and child will have no chance.

But now, Loki's strategizing performance proves that Odin has indeed underestimated Loki. If the facts really develop as planned by the father of the gods, this youngest son will kill him sooner or later.

Without the power of the God King, Odin had to rely on the relationship between Frigga and his son to remind the two brothers, and even his eldest daughter, of his achievements other than the failure of family education.

"I've already abdicated, so there's no need to talk about the past, my dear, let's focus on dancing." Odin bowed his head and kissed Frigga's forehead, and said.

The drums are getting faster and faster, the music is getting louder and louder, and the smiles on everyone's faces are getting warmer and warmer, as if they are concentrating on enjoying the joy of dancing to their heart's content, or maybe it is in the private conversation at this moment when they are close to each other, obtained the desired result.

The skirt slid across the smooth upper, the metal accessories shone with dazzling luster, and the stream of light streaked across the smooth hair. With the last beat of the drum and the high-pitched music falling at the same time, the venue suddenly fell silent.

The skirt was closed, the hair fell, and a perfect dance ended. The guests of all races turned their attention to the god king in the field, and Thor stretched out his arms to applaud, and everyone applauded in the way of the banquet host.

The warm applause spread farther and farther in the empty banquet hall. Outside the stained glass windows of Asgard, the golden sunset slowly sank under the bridge, and the last ray of afterglow opened the curtain of the night with grace.

Hearing that there were no other drumbeats, everyone in the banquet hall knew that the dance was really over, so they turned around and walked towards the dining and drink counters, intending to chat with their new targets about their feelings about the dance.

Stark and Hella, Schiller and Loki, Thor and Sif, Odin and Frigg turned around and walked in different directions.

And just when the last person turned his back, a breeze blew down from above the patio, followed by a dull falling sound.

"boom!"

A dead body fell from the sky.

That was the queen of the Shia Empire. Everyone turned their heads, only to see blood and the hem of the skirt blooming on the ground at the same time, like a golden and red flower.

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