"Thousands of years ago, the Frost Giants of Jotunheim invaded Midgard. They threatened to bring the human world into a new ice age. Odin summoned the Asgard army and joined forces with the forces of Midgard to fight against the Frost Giants. Finally, under the leadership of Odin, the coalition defeated the Frost Giants and protected the peace of the Nine Realms. It is known in history as the Battle of Tønsberg." When talking about the glorious deeds of Asgard's conquest of the Nine Realms, the guests and servants at the banquet all proudly puffed out their chests. Although Thor's coronation ceremony was interrupted, the Asgardians who participated in the celebration still held many banquets. Russell, who felt bored, followed the servants and participated in one of them. "Mage Russell." "Mage Russell."
"Mage Russell." Walking through the banquet, people greeted Russell from time to time, and Russell smiled and nodded in response. As one of the two wizards who were received with great gifts, Russell was also well-known in Asgard. Many people were quite curious about his abilities. Adults could restrain their curiosity and maintain etiquette. Children might not be. Just as Russell found a seat and sat down, ready to taste the Asgardian delicacies. By the way, when he listened to the stories of Asgard told by everyone at the banquet. A child suddenly ran up to Russell and asked curiously: "Master Russell, do you know magic? Like Lord Loki, you can create many versions of yourself." The child's question attracted everyone's attention, and they also wanted to know what Russell's abilities were. Russell smiled at the child, but did not answer, and continued to drink Asgard's special honey wine. Just when everyone thought Russell was too cold. The child also felt lost. A hand patted his shoulder, and Russell's voice came from behind him. "Are you saying, like this?" In front of the child, Russell's original body was drinking honey wine. No one present noticed when Russell created a clone and went around the child. "Wow~"
"Good!" Clap, clap, clap! Russell's magic performance drew applause and cheers from everyone present. Russell raised his glass and said, "Drink!" "Drink!" In fact, the clone in the form of Archon is not the same as Loki's clone. Loki's is not a clone, but an illusion. It's just that he likes to make the illusion look like himself, so it looks like a clone. Hiccup~ Asgardians are really simple folks. After several hours of fighting, Russell was ready to get up and leave. He had already drunk all the drinkers at the banquet. At this moment, a tall figure in armor sat down in front of Russell. Thor? Shouldn't he be planning now, attacking the lair of the frost giants who interrupted his coronation ceremony, Jotunheim, one of the nine realms? Even though he was depressed, Thor still managed to smile: "I heard that Master Russell, you have drunk hundreds of Asgard warriors, and you are not satisfied yet. Now, let us accompany you." Looking up, not only Thor, but also Loki, Sif and the three warriors of Asgard are there. Russell looked strange. They were on their way to conquer Jotunheim and heard about my deeds. So they planned to come and get me drunk before attacking Jotunheim? So willful. However, in this case. You may have to postpone it. "Drink!" Without saying much nonsense, Russell raised his glass. No matter how many people come, he will wipe out Asgard today.
Three thousand rounds of wine, five hundred dishes. Thor and others are already drunk, but Russell looks normal. Russell's physique, no matter what he eats or drinks, he just feels the taste. The words "full" and "drunk" have long been far away from him. Perhaps he realized that if he continued drinking, he would miss the important task of attacking Jotunheim and finding out the truth about the frost giants' invasion of Asgard. Sif and the three warriors of Asgard began to persuade Thor to drink more. Fandral and Hogan: "Thor, I toast you a glass. You led us to join the most glorious battle." Volstagg: "Thor, I toast you a glass too. You gave me delicious food and wine, which made me feel ecstatic." Sif: "Thor, I toast you a glass too. When I proved that a girl could become the most courageous warrior in the kingdom, it was you who supported me behind the scenes." Yes, persuade Thor to drink more, not less. Although Sif and the three warriors of Asgard agreed to accompany Thor to the battle, it did not mean that they did not know that this was against the order of the God King Odin. Now that they have a chance to stop Thor, they naturally have to take advantage of the situation. "Okay, drink!" Thor accepted everyone who came. In a daze, he felt that the words of several people sounded familiar. These seem to be my words. That's how I persuaded you to join me in conquering Jotunheim. On the side, Loki, who drank less and was still sober, was helpless. He worked hard to plan all this, but it was ruined so dramatically. First, three frost giants were allowed to enter Asgard to destroy Thor's coronation ceremony. Then they fanned the flames and provoked Thor. He was so angry that he disobeyed Odin's orders and led a few friends to attack Jotunheim alone. The above plans went smoothly, but the later plans were unexpectedly terminated. In the plan, he would tip off Odin and let him save them at the critical moment. Then when Odin scolded Thor, he would fan the flames and make Odin hate Thor. However, this wizard can really drink. Thor was almost drunk, but he was still like nothing happened. Loki looked at Russell with a surprised look on his face.
Although they can also temper their bodies, the main practice of wizards is still spiritual. Compared with the physique of Thor, the Asgardian God King, there is no comparison at all. When Russell drank cup after cup of mead, Loki did not feel a trace of magic fluctuations. He completely relied on his physique to digest the wine and food. In other words, this wizard's physique is stronger than Thor? Moreover, it is much stronger. Looking at Russell for a moment, Loki asked: "Master Russell, are you from Midgard?" He really couldn't understand why Russell was fine after drinking so much wine. Normally, the physique of Asgardians is three times that of Midgardians. And Thor's physique is far superior to that of ordinary Asgardians. Russell shook his head and denied: "No." Russell is not an Earthling of this time and space, he comes from the Earth Huaxia of the original time and space. Both the body and the soul are like this. Loki suddenly realized. So that's it. This makes sense. This Russell, in addition to being a mage, is probably also a powerful warrior. A powerful warrior who has drifted to Midgard and practiced both physical and magical skills. Is there a chance to win him over and let him support me to succeed the God King? My prestige in Asgard is not as good as Thor's, but I can find external help. Loki silently calculated in his heart. Russell also listened silently. He knows that I am a mage, and his mind is not on guard, so you can't blame me for eavesdropping.
