The Greece Antagonist-Chapter 930 - 65: Climbing the Bed to Gain a Higher Position?

“No need to be so formal. We come to Jotunheim this time only representing ourselves, not the Immortal Palace, so there’s no hierarchy between us.”

“Understood, Lord Loki!”

Hearing that instinctive response, Luo En couldn’t help but laugh and cry; he decided to give up correcting the formal address for now and continued on with Brynhild.

However, perhaps it was just his imagination, Brynhild seemed to steal glances at him with the corner of her eye from time to time, her sapphire-like pupils flashing with bits of conflict and hesitation. She seemed distracted on the journey, nearly bumping into him several times.

Luo En frowned, preparing to turn around to ask what was wrong, but then sensed a sharp howling from within the storm.

“Get back!”

Seeing Brynhild still standing dazedly in place, he immediately shouted loudly, closed the distance, and dragged her behind him.

“Buzz!”

With the humming of Magic Factors, a protective triangle formed from the Runes flickered to life in front of Luo En, shattering dozens of sharp Ice Cones that were tearing through the air.

Seeing the pairs of eyes glowing faintly blue in the blizzard, Brynhild snapped out of her trance.

Frost Wolves!

These were Magic Beasts that lived in extreme cold environments, skilled in controlling Frost and Storms, and known for their pack nature.

Brynhild scanned the surroundings and saw hundreds of Frost Wolves encircling them, each one hunched over, gnashing teeth and growling low, poised to attack.

Just as Luo En was preparing to strike down these obstructing Frost Wolves, Brynhild stepped forward first:

“Sir, it’s my negligence that let these beasts approach; please allow me to make up for my mistake!”

As she spoke, the Valkyrie summoned her Armor and Sword and Shield, her whole body ignited with a cold and solemn blue flame, wings as splendid as swan’s feathers expanded behind her, she transformed into a dazzling streak of light, charging at high speed towards the swarming wolves.

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“Puff puff puff puff!”

Where the streak passed, limbs and claws flew about, and ice-blue Wolf Blood splattered everywhere.

“Awooo~~”

Witnessing its kind being slaughtered, the Wolf King with a size like a small hill and frost-blue fur let out an enraged howl.

The Frost Wolves upon hearing the command, immediately scattered, opening their mouths to gather the Magic Factors in the air, forming dozens of Ice Cones of various sizes, and fired simultaneously at the Valkyrie in midair.

“Father God, Rune, shield me!”

Brynhild solemnly chanted, the cold blue flame around her body burning fiercely as if she were clad in a thick layer of armor.

Hundreds of Ice Cones shot towards her, only to ripple slightly as if stones thrown into a lake, quickly dissipated by the light flame surrounding Brynhild.

After temporarily holding off the immediate assault, the Valkyrie looked up at the figure on the ice field, the Frost Wolf exuding Divine Energy.

Catch the thief first, catch the king!

Brynhild, with a mighty flap of her wings, broke through the wolves like a bamboo, charging straight towards the Wolf King on the ice field.

The sword’s edge flickered with cold light, foretelling the scent of Death to the Wolf King, which couldn’t help but let out a loud howl.

One after another, the Frost Wolves leapt high, rushing at Brynhild in midair, aiming for the vital points of the Valkyrie, forcing her to swing her sword at these lesser foes first.

As the sharp blade slew them all, the ice-blue Wolf Blood also spread through the entire space where Brynhild was.

Seeing the Wolf Blood not falling to the ground but strangely floating in midair, Brynhild had a bad premonition.

But it was too late, as the eyes of the Wolf King on the ice field trickled with cunning, it opened its mouth to the limit and exhaled an ice-blue cold wind.

As the Storm blew past, patches of suspended Frost Wolf Blood were suddenly triggered to unleash the innate [Freezing] of their bloodlines, causing the surrounding space temperature to plummet abruptly.

Taken by surprise, Brynhild’s body stiffened, quickly covered in a layer of ice-blue frost, her Divine Power sealed within, her Consciousness significantly slowed.

Seeing the powerful female fallen into the trap it had carefully planned, the Wolf King unhesitatingly intensified the cold air’s expulsion.

The suspended Wolf Blood transformed into Ice Cones, howling as they shot towards the frozen Brynhild.

Yet at the moment of grave danger, a majestic White Horse bearing a golden sun, burst through the veiling Storm in the sky, heading straight for Brynhild’s chest.