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Chapter 406 Loki's Little Moves

As the furnace in the vast universe slowly extinguished, countless wisps of white mist rose from the mold, and a silver spear gleaming with a cold light lay quietly within.

"Here are some scraps, Thor. I'll forge you an axe."

As Etri continued speaking, he combined the remaining furnace materials with a piece of sacred wood to forge a sharp axe for Thor.

"nice one!"

Thor's eyes gleamed as he looked at the axe in the mold. Although it was made from Gino's leftovers, its power was not affected in the slightest.

Gino ignored Thor's expected response, picked up the spear and held it in his hand, feeling the energy contained within it.

"not bad."

Gino gently twirled his spear, the sharp tip whistling as if it were about to pierce the rain.

His true strength lies in the energy contained within his own body; weapons are merely auxiliary tools.

"My axe is finished too!"

Thor gripped his axe, countless dancing arcs of lightning swirling around its tip, making him look imposing.

"Gino, come with me to Asgard!"

Thor was overjoyed and said with a grin, "My father's treasury has many good things; take whatever you like!"

Goodness, no wonder he's known as the silly and foolish Prince Thor; when he gets into a bad mood, he doesn't hold back at all when it comes to spending money.

"Forget about taking things; your father's treasury doesn't have anything good anyway." Gino shook his head. If you had to count, perhaps the Eternal Flame could be considered?

But I don't need that kind of thing, and it doesn't enhance my strength at all.

"Well, I should at least treat you to a meal, right?" Thor felt a little guilty. Gino had provided the materials to forge a new weapon for him, which made him feel somewhat indebted.

"Want to eat? That's fine."

Gino put away his spear and nodded. He was somewhat curious about the Asgardian food culture and thought it wouldn't hurt to try it.

Gino had assumed that Asgard, as a civilization that had existed for tens of thousands of years, must have a very high level of culture, including that their food must be quite good.

However, after Gino followed Thor to Asgard's largest royal dining room, he could only say that he deeply regretted his decision.

How should I put it?

Gino rested his chin on his hand, staring at the pile of roasted meat on the table.

That's right, it's barbecue.

Roasted lamb, roasted beef, roasted chicken.

Basically, all the animals were roasted.

"Never mind, Thor, I'm not that hungry."

Gino picked up a piece of pork chop and chewed it. The meat was tough and dry, and it was simply unpalatable.

Well, he shouldn't have had any expectations of Asgardian craftsmanship.

After all, these people, like the Russians, enjoy drinking and fighting, and their culinary skills are only comparable to those of the Great Russian Empire.

Just as the two were talking, a valiant Asgardian female warrior approached them.

"Your Highness, and Your Excellency Mr. Luther, the King Odin invites you to the palace."

"Odin?"

Gino raised an eyebrow slightly, nodded, and said, "I will go."

As he spoke, Gino reached out and pressed down on Thor, who was happily eating: "Stop eating, your father is calling you."

Before Thor could react, the scene flashed before his eyes and reappeared, and he found himself standing outside the palace in Asgard.

Golden-armored warriors stood ready all around, spears in hand, while on the highest platform, Odin, the king of gods, sat on his throne, watching them silently.

"Welcome, great God of Gods, Gino Luther."

When Odin, the king of the gods, saw Gino suddenly appear, he smiled and said, "Fortunately, you haven't come to destroy Asgard this time."

"Father, you wanted to see me?"

Thor, standing to the side, excitedly raised his Stormbreaker, while Odin also showed interest upon seeing Thor's new weapon.

He could tell that the weapon was very powerful, but he couldn't recognize many of the materials used.

Odin glanced at Gino secretly, guessing that it was probably made for Thor by the other party.

"Alright, Thor, I have some bad news for you."

Odin clapped his hands, and Heimdall, the bridge keeper who had been sitting in the corner, stepped forward and said, "A few days ago, I was patrolling the Nine Realms as usual, when I discovered the Second Prince... uh, Loki's trail in the not-so-distant universe."

"He seems to have gotten involved with the infamous Chitauri."

What are Chitauri?

Thor looked blank, clearly unaware of what a Chitauri was.

"Ugh."

Seeing his child's performance, Odin sighed and rubbed his forehead, while Heimdall, being quite accommodating, began to explain: "The Chitauri are a bandit army in the universe, and they are loyal to the cosmic tyrant Thanos."

"Thanos? That madman who likes to commit massacres?" Gino realized what Odin was talking about at this moment. It turned out that Loki had joined Thanos's side after escaping Asgard.

It has to be said that Loki really wanted to improve. He endured humiliation to prove himself, and his spirit alone was admirable.

"That's right, they are clearly trying to test Earth and Asgard."

Odin waved his hand, and the soldiers around him stepped away, leaving only the important people behind.

Everyone present was trustworthy, and Odin no longer concealed anything, saying bluntly, "I anticipate that my power will soon be exhausted."

"Therefore, I cannot protect Asgard for long."

Odin's tone was full of disappointment, while Thor, upon hearing this, stood frozen in place as if petrified.

"Father, you're joking, right?"

As the eldest prince of Asgard and one of the people who knew the King of Gods best, Thor naturally understood what Odin meant.

His father is dying?!

But how is that possible?

Thor looked on incredulously.

"That's reality, Thor, but you're the one I worry about the most."

Odin sighed. Strictly speaking, he could have lasted much longer, but the battle with Gino had drained a lot of his power, thus bringing the time forward.

"Father."

Thor's lips trembled; he was clearly unable to accept it.

"listen to me!"

Odin ignored Thor's tearful expression and said firmly, "After I die, you must treat your brother well."

"Although he is rebellious and disobedient, and often likes to cause trouble, and he is not even a biological son, you two grew up together since you were little. I can see that he still cares about you as his older brother. He just overthinks things and craves attention."

Odin's aged face was full of weariness.

Then he looked at Gino and said, "And Mr. Gino Luther is undoubtedly a powerful, upright, and fearless great being."

"After I die, you must humbly seek his advice, learn from his character and conduct, and learn his fighting skills."

Gino looked at Odin with a strange expression. Why did it sound so odd that Odin was flattering him to his face?

(End of this chapter)