"Thor... Thor! Nope..."

Sif knelt on the edge of the fractured cliff, as if she had lost all her pillars, and just knelt limp, calling out to the valley of ice below, which was not visible at all.

Like a migratory bird crying blood, like losing a loved one.

Behind Sif, all the trolls were slaughtered.

With the loss of Ulric's command, these brainless fellows are no match for the two Asgardian giants.

But disaster happened in an instant.

It was so fast that Sif and Heimdall couldn't save it.

They could only watch as Thor and Ulric fell off the cliff, a warrior to the death, pulling enemies many times stronger than him to the Yellow Springs.

But what's the use?

Thor is dead.

The only hope, extinguished.

Behind Sif who broke down in tears, Heimdall crouched down silently, looking at Thor's severed arm in front of him, which had frozen into ice in the cold wind of Jotunheim.

And the glaring blood, which was also sealed in the ice.

The gatekeeper is also in pain.

He was loyal to Odin and the Divine Domain, and this time he guarded Thor to find the spring of wisdom, which was the most important mission that Odin gave him.

But he failed.

As Odin's close comrade-in-arms, Heimdall is better aware of Thor's fate and burdens than his sister Sif at this time.

But...

The gatekeeper walked to the edge of the cliff, and his eyes widened as hard as he could, looking at the ice valley beneath the cliff.

In this terrifying extreme, even Heimdall could only see the shadowy dead valley below, and he saw the shattered troll Ulric, and he saw the falling rocks.

But Thor's was not seen.

"Huh?"

The gatekeeper made a nasal voice of confusion, and he searched carefully for several minutes on the edge of the cliff, and finally, with his back on the shoulder of his sobbing sister, he said:

"Don't cry... Thor wasn't dead yet, and I didn't see his body. ”

"Go to the valley! Fast! We were waiting for him there! If he dodges, he'll definitely go there to join us! ”

Sif heard her brother's call, and she looked up, and there was still a trace of disbelief on her beautiful cheeks that were frozen with tears.

But she trusted her brother's judgment.

One last glance at the cliff where Thor had taken her, she stood, grabbed her blood-stained sword, and followed Heimdall, through the terrifying winds, past the frozen corpses of the trolls, toward the valley.

"Thor won't die..."

"He will be the next father of the gods, king of the gods... My Thor won't die here. ”

Sif gritted her teeth, and in the biting cold wind, she spoke to herself over and over again, as if she were self-hypnotizing.

She said:

"The son of Odin, who has performed countless miracles, respond to my expectations."

"I've tasted loss..."

"Swear by Odin's one-eyed swear, never again!"

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"Ugh"

Thor felt like his head had been trampled on by 10,000 elephants, and the headache was not enough to describe how he felt at this time.

In a vague perception, he felt his body swaying, like lying in a rickety beach hammock on a past summer day when he was on vacation with Jane.

The wobbly sensation made him feel like vomiting.

He struggled to open his eyes, and what he saw was a dark, shaky sky.

It was Jotunheim's sky, gloomy clouds hanging over the horizon, and white light lit up in the cold wind, intermingling with the occasional hiss of an unknown monster.

Memories are returning.

Thor remembers the moment he and Ulric fell off a cliff together, but what happened next?

He must have died.

"Yo, you're awake."

An out-of-the-box voice rang out beside Thor, with a strange sense of familiarity, and Thor turned his head with difficulty to see a boy in green walking beside him.

The guy had short black hair, a pretty face, and big eyes that shone with a sly light.

Despite the young age.

But from this face, there are already signs of a beautiful man who will become a disaster to the country and demons in the future.

"Loki?"

Thor said weakly:

"How could you..."

"Shhh

Little Loki, who was spurring the Spear of Eternity in the snow, urged the teeth grinders and tooth grinders forward in the snow and made a silent gesture to Thor.

The latter was a little dazed, and he didn't know what was going on, but the disgusting swing made Thor a little unbearable.

He shook his body and tried to sit up from the rudimentary sleigh, but the action disturbed the other girl's work.

"Bang"

A clenched little fist slammed into Thor's head, knocking him over on the sleigh.

Little Hela, dressed in a well-fitting fluffy coat, withdrew her fist, and she sat cross-legged beside Thor, holding some metal tools in her hands, and pouted in dissatisfaction, and said:

"Stay honest, you weak brother, I'm helping you!"

"Huh?"

Thor was dizzy from the punch from little Hela, and he lay on the sleigh, trying to lower his head.

I saw that on the severed arm of my right hand, there was already a silver, spiked embellishment, vivid metal prosthesis.

Little Hela is assembling the last part of his prosthetic leg with a very sophisticated instrument.

On the gleaming metal plate of the prosthetic limb was a sign of a gear and a skull, a product of the Cult of the Mechanics.

"I've looked for our fierce big sister, but Audrey, or Angela, she's immersed in slaughtering those demons in hell, enjoying the relationship with that cunning. Sub-Serra had a good time together. ”

Little Loki regretfully pointed to the mechanical prosthetic leg, and he said to Thor:

"Our eldest sister has made up her mind not to get involved in the strife of the Odin family, but she is generous enough to bring this to you from the warehouse of the Cult of the Mechanicus."

"It is said that this is a prosthetic leg made by Lady Icarus in the event that something could happen to the raven, and it is a miraculous creature that can carry the power of the Heavenly Father, and there are many magical blessings."

"If it weren't for the eldest sister, relying on me and Hela, there would be no way to steal it out of the Machine Temple."

Little Loki tilted his head, and in the bitter cold wind, he said to Thor:

"So, the eldest sister can be regarded as a favor."

"Wait!"

Thor was a little confused for a moment, he lay in the sleigh, looked at Loki, who drove the two beasts to drag the sleigh forward, and said:

"What's going on here? Let's be clear, how did you and little Hela get to Jotunheim? You saved me? Where are we going now? ”

"We came here much earlier than you."

Little Loki pursed his lips, patted the book hanging from the chain at his waist, and said:

"You should have died in the trap that the serpent set for you, we saved you, there is no need to ask how we did it, in short, the serpent is afraid of the prophecy between it and you."

"The prophecy says that only you can kill the serpent, but you will die yourself... As for me, I don't want you to die, it's for my mother, and little Hela came here to arrange for Merlin. ”

Before Loki could finish his sentence, little Hela's dissatisfied voice rang out.

The girl, who was using a special tool to put the final touches on Thor's prosthetic leg and shaking the bun with the same bun as the head of the ball, said:

"To be precise, Doom sent me, I don't understand what he said about Plan B or something, anyway, it seems that Merlin had anticipated the ambush of the Great Snake, and he asked me and Loki to hide in the shadows to protect you."

"Oh, yes, it wasn't us who saved you, it was someone else who saved you."

Little Hela looked up at the overcast sky, and she saw a ray of lightning in the sky, and she said to Thor:

"Look, she's coming!"

"She?"

Thor was lying in the sleigh, his head straightening as he struggled to look at the sky ahead, and he saw the familiar thunder splashing everywhere, the tumbling sparks of thunder and lightning forming a curved lightning bolt in the air.

And in the intermingling of lightning and cold wind, a familiar figure fell from the sky with Mjournier in his hand.

Racing against the meteor and mastering the thunder, the sparks of lightning struck her cloak, causing thunder to splash all around the woman.

She landed beside Thor with a low thunderclap, and beneath the half-covered mask, her eyes filled with lightning were full of tenderness.

"Odin is on top!"

Thor was really scared now.

He exclaimed:

"Jane, you..."

"Shh

Jane chuckled and leaned down, leaving a thunderous kiss on Thor's cheek, and she easily grabbed Mjournier, who had never been so active, and she said to Thor:

"You used to protect me, but now it's time for me to protect you."

"Mjournier has dispelled the ailments in my body and made me healthier than I have ever been, but at the cost of not being able to let go of this hammer again, I have become one with it."

Jane crossed her waist, feeling the power of the thunder that lingered in her body, and she said to Thor, who was looking at her in astonishment:

"Just like you, I have made an oath with it, it does not resist me, it is willing to fight for me, this is what I am here for, Thor, I will send you to the fountain of wisdom and guard you until the ritual is completed."

"Heimdall and Sif are already waiting for you there, too."

Jane's words silenced Thor again.

He lay in a sleigh and let two frozen goats drag him.

From another hidden path to the valley of the Wisdom Spring, Jane rode in the saddle of the Tooth Biter, occasionally raising the hammer and dispelling the biting cold wind with thunder, and the little Hela's work was quickly completed.

At the sound of the machinery moving, Thor raised his right arm.

The silvery-white metal has been sliced into a new arm, and the Robinato's powerful biological prosthetic technology makes it indistinguishable from his original hand.

He moved his fingers, feeling the strength contained in this arm, and he whispered:

"Why? Why is Merlin secretly preparing so much for me? Why does he think so highly of me? ”

"Because you're Thor."

Little Loki, who was sitting on the edge of the sleigh and boredly poking the snow on the ground with the Eternal Spear, looked back at his brother, and with a mysterious smile, he said to Thor:

"Everyone says Odin is the king of the gods, but you are the one who truly maintains the existence of Order Asgard."

"I'm not an Asgardian, but I know that your race, your civilization, was born in the service of the existence of 'Thor'."

"I didn't see that before."

Little Loki touched the book hanging from his waist with chains, and he said:

"Later, I saw it, and I really knew the meaning of your existence."

"That bad guy Merlin probably knew about it for a long time, and he probably realized it even when he persuaded you to give up Mjournier during the New York War."

"You are unique, Thor, and there are few creatures in the world that are so loved. I would even go so far as to say that Merlin has worked so hard to make so many arrangements to get you down the road you are today. ”

"But it wasn't arranged by him, he just sped up the process. There must be a king in the Divine Domain, and that can only be you. ”

Little Loki shrugged his shoulders and said:

"You can understand it as the arrangement of fate... Well, you don't understand it yet, it doesn't matter, but you'll see it for yourself soon. ”

Loki's explanation.

It wasn't so much an explanation as it made Thor's already confused mind even more confusing.

He felt that little Loki had become elusive since he was reborn, as if he had become a different individual entirely.

He didn't doubt that little Loki's soul came from Loki himself, but at the moment, all the actions of this little imp were difficult to predict.

"So, Merlin is pinning his hopes on me to pass the trial of the Spring of Wisdom to defeat the Great Serpent, and then take over the burden of my father and rebuild the Asgardian civilization?"

Thor asked:

"That's what he wants me to do?"

"The Great Snake?"

Little Loki pursed his lips and said:

"What's that?"

"Merlin wants you to face a much more dangerous enemy than the serpent. In fact, this time the war has come to this point, even if you don't come forward, the defeat of the big snake is already doomed. ”

"He's made many, many warriors, and you're one of them."

"But he still wants to see a stronger you, the ultimate you, a you who can share the pressure for him."

Loki accentuated his tone and said to Thor:

"He wants to see the birth of Thor, the Rune King, before the decisive battle."

"Oops"

When Loki said the word, it suddenly seemed as if he had been struck by an invisible electric current, and he grinned and tossed over the sleigh, and he said:

"Hell, it's time to say things that shouldn't be said again, this rule entanglement is really troublesome."

"In short, you have to go where no one has gone before, you have to see the truth in the depths of the mystery, and then you have to make your choice."

Loki sat down on the sleigh with little Hela on his back, and he frowned like a little stick, and said to Thor:

"The final war will begin, and all that is happening now will be destroyed by the screams of sorrow from afar, which will not be heard until the real end is smashed on people's faces."

"But those of us who hear the signs have to be prepared for this, like waiting for firewood to be thrown into the flames."

"Only by burning yourself can you win the future..."