The old man nodded, and said very seriously:

"Yes, on the sea, tsunami is terrible. However, in all of Northern Europe, the god of death is more terrible than a tsunami. ”

Speaking of this, the old man seemed to be caught up in some kind of terrible memory, and was silent for a long time.

After being silent for a while, Yang Yan couldn't help but ask:

"Tell me about the god of death, old sir!

The old man who fell into memories was pulled back to reality by Yang Yan's question, and he said with a smile:

"You young people, it's not me who says it, you just like to hear these strange stories. ”

"Anyway, there's still time, I'll tell you the truth! Not long ago, there was a kid on the West Coast who also came with a group of people, saying that he was looking for the legendary god of death. ”

"I see, they're just a bunch of idle idiots, fooled by that unreliable boy. It's a waste of money and time. ”

"Let's not talk about whether those guys can find the legendary god of death, even if they do, what's the difference between looking for death?"

"Hey, hey, looking for the god of death, it makes me laugh just thinking about it. Definitely the most ridiculous joke I've ever heard this year, old man!"

Hearing the old man say this, Yang Yan subconsciously narrowed his eyes.

In this way, this is a companion!

It's good to have company!

It's too tiring to look for it by yourself.

Now that there is a group of more people, maybe I can have a praying mantis to catch cicadas and yellow finches, which saves a lot of things.

At least being able to find this place shows that the other party is not untargeted, and maybe there are any clues.

Seeing that Yang Yan didn't speak, he thought that he was deeply attracted by the story and fell into some kind of fantasy, so the old man smiled and said:

"Well, since you like to hear the story of the god of death so much, let me tell you?"

"Listen up!"

Yang Yan said immediately.

The old man smiled and said:

"But let me tell you first, these things are just passed down from our ancestors for generations. Whether it's true or not, I don't know. ”

"That's nature. ”

Yang Yan nodded:

"After all, these things are legends and myths, where can I take them seriously?"

The old man smiled with satisfaction:

"Yes, these things are nothing more than myths and legends, and only a fool would take them for real. ”

"However, these things are about another myth of our Nordic world. ”

The old man's interest seems to be very high now, or perhaps because of the oppression of life, he urgently needs some kind of release, and he can't help but chatter a little.

Yang Yan originally wanted to know more about Hela, and also showed a strong interest in what the old man said.

"We in the Nordics have our own myth of independence, you must know it?"

The old man asked with a smile.

Yang Yan nodded:

"I know a little, but I don't know very much. ”

"So, you must know about Odin, the legendary king of the gods?"

The old man asked again.

"Yes. Odin, the supreme god in Norse mythology, is regarded as the king of the gods, the king of the dead, the god of war, the god of power, and the god of magic. ”

"There is also the legend that he is the personification of the sky, the ruler of the world, the father of the gods, in charge of war, power, wisdom, magic and death. ”

"He is the grandson of Buli, the king of the first Aesir gods, and the son of the second Aesir king Baul and the giantess Bestra. ”

Hearing Yang Yan tell the information about Odin in Norse mythology like a few treasures, the old man couldn't help but widen his eyes and sighed again and again:

"Oh, you know a lot! yes, it's Odin. In that case, you should also know about Odin's nemesis. ”

"Loki. ”

Yang Yan gently spit out a name.

The old man smiled and nodded:

"That goddess of death is Loki's daughter!"

Yang Yan also smiled:

"Well, I know all of this, but I'm curious about how your ancestors met the goddess of death?"

"You know, it stands to reason that the goddess of death shouldn't be in Northern Europe at that time, right?"

The old man shrugged:

"Who knows!"

But just as he was about to continue, there was a deafening thunderclap in the distance.

You know, it's not thunderstorm season!

"I guess you can just tell where the goddess of death is. Also, your acting skills are really inferior, my dear king of the gods, Mr. Odin!"

Yang Yan looked at the old man and said jokingly.

"Haha! Finally, I was recognized, worthy of Yueyao! However, I didn't say you, why don't you young people know how to respect the old and love the young?"

"Even if you recognize me, can't you keep a low profile?"

The old man's face changed slightly, revealing the true face of Odin, the king of the gods.

At this time, his body became taller, wearing gold armor and a large golden helmet on his head, and his whole person was shining and exuding dazzling light.

He also held a spear in his hand, and his momentum was like a rainbow, making people dare not look at it.

As the king of the gods, he didn't seem surprised that Yang Yan saw through his identity, and just smiled lightly.

Yang Yan pursed his lips and sneered:

"Let's open the skylight and say something! Your purpose here must be to lure me to Hela's side, right?"

"It's just that I'm curious, wasn't that woman sealed by you, why did you guide me through?"

"I guess you know I'm here to save her, right?"

Odin smiled and said:

"It's true that I sealed the person, but that doesn't mean I won't let her out. ”

"Moreover, she has been imprisoned for such a long time, which is enough to pay for her sins. ”

Yang Yan looked into the distance and snorted coldly:

"I'll say one last thing, don't waste time, tell me where the woman is! ”

Near the northerly sea, Yang Yan was flying towards the farther north.

He was very unhappy now.

I was being tricked by that old guy for a long time just now.

If he hadn't recognized the old guy at the last minute, he wouldn't have known how long he would have been tricked by the other party.

"Damn! these old guys who don't know how many years they have lived, and sure enough, they are all old foxes!"

"I obviously want me to rescue Hela, but I have to talk about it, and I owe him a lot of favors. ”

Yang Yan used his body to gallop in the sky, and complained dissatisfiedly.

If it weren't for the fact that this was a bet with Fenrir, Yang Yan would have wanted to flash directly just now.

When the time comes, let these old fellows who calculate themselves cry by themselves. ()

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