The world-devouring dragon

(Because there will be a huge plot twist next, I have been thinking about it for a long time. I can only update it once a day. I hope readers will not be surprised.)

In the Asaph Garden, the God of Light Badr is sitting quietly in the garden. Unlike other gods who like fighting, as the main god, he unexpectedly prefers reading. No matter what kind of book it is, as long as it contains words, he will feel very happy. like.

"Chacha..."

In my ears, the cheerful chirping of birds is endless.

And just as he was sitting in the garden quietly reading a book, suddenly...

"call!"

Amidst the screams piercing the air, a spear shining with cold light suddenly flew towards him. At this time, the God of Light, Badr, could not even react, and only had time to show a bit of surprise on his face. color.

Seeing that the spear was about to hit Badr's body, suddenly, the spear fell weakly in mid-air and fell to the ground with a crisp sound, leaving only the laughter of several gods in the distance. Listening to the distant laughter, the stunned Badr could only smile and continue reading.

Ever since Baldr was sworn by all creatures in the universe, he could no longer be injured and would not be in any danger of life or death. Therefore, throwing various weapons at Balder, the God of Light, became a favorite among the bored gods. A new game.

Baldur, who has a gentle temperament, did not say anything about the new game played by his compatriots on him. Let alone a weapon that cannot be injured, even a weapon that is really deadly. According to these bold and trouble-loving Nordic warriors, God’s temperament is always toying with each other.

Not far away, a majestic and tall god looked at the light god Badr not far away with some envy and loneliness. He is the brother of the light god Badr, the dark god Hoder, but unlike his brother, Badr is tall and handsome. , loved by all the gods, but Hodel looked inconspicuous under the brilliance of his brother because of his ordinary appearance.

It is obvious that he has a powerful power second only to the God of Thunder. It is obvious that he works hard and never compromises on the tasks assigned by his father Odin, but... no matter who it is, they only pay attention to Baldr and don't care about him. .

Inexplicable jealousy aroused in his heart, but he did not let the feeling of jealousy stay in his heart for long. After all, he still respected his brother.

He stared at Badr in the distance and sighed.

"well……"

In an instant, two sighs sounded at the same time.

Hodel turned his head hurriedly, but behind him, he saw the handsome Loki chewing the apple in his hand and sighing.

"Why are you here?"

Hodel frowned slightly. Ever since Loki tried his best to defend his children, the relationship between the gods and Loki has been deteriorating, so that now, almost all the gods subconsciously avoid Loki. , alienate him.

He was isolated.

Only a handful of gods, such as Thor and Baldur, still maintain a certain relationship with Loki, and Hodel obviously does not belong to this group.

Loki glanced at him and didn't answer directly, but sighed.

"My small and humble brother, his glory has been overshadowed by his infinitely glorious brother. He must be ignored and left out... This feeling must be uncomfortable."

His pupils seemed to penetrate Hodel's heart as he spoke calmly.

Hodel felt particularly uncomfortable being stared at by his snake-like eyes, so he wanted to turn around and leave.

"That's right. The younger brother should give way to the elder brother. He should not steal his brother's light. He should be a silent supporter behind his brother. Even if he is dissatisfied, he should not complain to his brother."

But behind him, Loki's calm words made Hodel stop.

He stopped and was silent for a while, then turned to look at Loki behind him who was eating an apple and said in a deep voice.

"What exactly do you want to say?"

Loki looked at him, his snake-like erect pupils were extremely cold, but there was an unpredictable smile on his face.

"Although I can't complain, but the younger brother is just venting a little to the older brother... it should be okay."

As he spoke, Loki took out a short mistletoe branch from his arms, and then the mistletoe branch transformed into a long sword made of the branch in his hand.

"Why don't you try throwing this long sword at your brother to vent your dissatisfaction a little."

Loki's whisper sounded in Hodel's ears, carrying a seductive magic.

After Hodel hesitated for a long time, he finally clenched the wooden sword in Loki's hand and turned to look at Balder, the God of Light, in the garden.

In Hodel's sight, Balder, who was reading quietly in the garden, seemed to be surrounded by countless flowers and light, just like his life, which was infinitely bright.

He nervously clenched the wooden sword in his hand and murmured softly.

"Although I can't complain, but the younger brother is just venting a little to the older brother... it should be okay."

Although he was a little hesitant, when he thought that his brother had been sworn by everything in the universe, he felt that it was just a small joke, nothing more.

But behind him, where he didn't see it, Loki's pupils were filled with coldness and deathly silence.

Ferocity, cruelty, anger, hatred, violence, unwillingness...

All kinds of negative and dark emotions filled his pupils.

"The younger brother is just venting a little to the older brother... that's okay, right?"

Loki said silently, his pupils gradually turning into a terrifyingly dark black.

If the Valkyries were here, they would realize that they have never seen this mistletoe branch...

Loki, using his runes, secretly hid this mistletoe branch. This branch had not sworn to Baldr, and it could harm the god of light.

At this time, the dark god Hodel, whose power is second only to the thunder god Thor among the gods, has already raised the wooden sword in his hand. The power was already ready to go out, and the wooden sword was pointed steadily at the still unaware God of Light, Badr.

"Bang!"

Amidst the loud roar, Hodel threw the wooden sword in his hand violently, and the God of Light, Badr, fell down in the distance...

Behind the stunned and bewildered Dark God Hodel, Loki, the God of Fire and Evil and the God of Deception, finally covered his forehead and chuckled.

"Hmm, huh, huh... ho ho ho ho... ha ha ha ha ha ha!!!!"

He leaned forward and backward with laughter, and his laughter was full of joy. He, the evil god who was despised by the gods, finally showed his respect to his "brother", the infinitely glorious god king, the little boy. He vented his dissatisfaction once.

What he said to Hodel was not talking about himself.

But in this laughter, there seems to be some inexplicable sadness and sadness...

…

The God of Light died, and the whole world fell into darkness. Dark clouds covered the sky, and restless thunder and lightning wandered among the clouds.

But at this moment, something suddenly fell from the sky...

"boom!!!"

After the loud roar, a huge pit appeared on the originally flat ground, and inside the pit lay a ragged figure.

"Cough... cough cough..."

The god who was once extremely handsome and smiled cheerfully in front of the gods was now spitting out blood, and the blood was occasionally mixed with small fragments of his liver and lungs.

He was not as strong as Thor, the god of thunder. He was driven out of Asa Garden by the angry gods and thrown into the sky. Several ribs were broken directly and penetrated deeply into his body. Among the internal organs, if it were not for its strong resilience as a descendant of the frost giant, it would probably be dead.

"Rumble..."

In the sky, thunder dragons roamed, and heavy rain fell instantly.

During the heavy rain, a shallow layer of water quickly formed in the deep pit... blood-red water.

And lying in this filthy pit, the figure did nothing. He just lay so quietly, letting the rain mess up his hair, and his dead pupils were empty.

After a long time, he stretched out a hand and covered his face. The rain splashed on his face, forming streaks of water flowing down, as if he was crying silently.