Odur is the supreme deity of the heavenly realm.

"Ah......h Well...... Don't want it...... Hahahaha...... Don't...... It's so uncomfortable.................. Haha, Odur...... Ahh......h Please don't touch it...... It's really ...... It's so itchy, ahhhh......hh

Heinir's back was attached to the trunk of the Tree of Life, and the short Greek-style Simash robe had been torn open, revealing a slender white leg, and the willow waist was swaying and writhing on the trunk, his face was red like a dew-stained rose, and his eyes were full of watery eyes.

"Don't...... Heinier Jr...... The Lun family likes your long legs so much......"

Odur hung on Hainier's lap like a big, long-haired humanoid pet dog, ignoring his messed up colorful hair, hugging Hainier's long legs, from top to bottom, he didn't dare to miss a place to caress and linger, as if he couldn't put it down like the most cherished treasure in the heavenly realm!

When the big wave god who came to the meeting came in, he saw such a scene!

"Ahem...... What are you doing? A cold, majestic voice came from above.

Only then did the two realize that it was Odin and the gods who frequently sacrificed themselves in the Valhalla palace. God-King Odin was sitting on his Heavenly Chair, staring at the scene below with wide eyes like a ball.

"See His Highness the God King!"

The gods spoke in unison. Odur also hurriedly let go of Hainir, and of course the two of them also stood below, and after lining up with the new male god, the goddess stood in a row opposite, and the gods bowed slightly.

"Well, excuse me." Odin withdrew his surprised eyes, and raised his hand slightly towards everyone with a stern look on his face.

Heinir glanced up at the gathered gods. Sitting on the throne of God must be the god-king Odin, it is easy to tell.

The short hair that exudes a silver-gray glow and is combed back, the angular silhouette carved by the knife and axe, the deep gray pupils under the thick eyebrows, and the resolute and tall nose bridge show the charm of a mature man. On the left shoulder stood an eagle with sharp eyes, which should be Helmud, the highest messenger of the heavenly realm, and in his right hand he held a spear of style Neil, with a look of strength and the air of a king.

After seeing the god-king Odin, Hainir couldn't help but look at the gods. Standing to his left was Totir, whom he had just met, and Odur, who was dressed like a peacock.

When Odur saw that he looked away, he threw a wink. Heinir immediately remembered the crisp/itchy feeling in his thighs just now, and shook his face to the other side.

Standing to his right was a very elegant male god dressed in the robes of a classical poet, holding a thick ancient book in his hand, which he did not recognize. and a stout male god who he didn't know, and the farthest away from him was a luminous object that couldn't be seen clearly. Heinir was afraid that he would turn his head to look too prominent, so he looked at the three goddesses opposite, all of whom were enchanting and beautiful.

Just as Heinir looked at it curiously, the God-King quietly asked below, "The god-hostage sent by Mount Olympus?" ”

Did Odin speak? Heinir glanced up, and his voice was quite majestic, like that. But today is the god who welcomes him, why did he suddenly mention Mount Olympus? Isn't it the domain of the Greek gods? Hainier thought to himself.

Half a ring, no one responded. So the eyes of the gods focused on Heinir's body, and Heinir's hair immediately became hairy when he saw it.

Heinir pointed his finger at himself, meaning he was calling me? Before he could figure out what was going on, he felt a push on his back, and then he staggered to the front.

Mimir came out from behind Hainir and replied, "Your Majesty the God King, this is His Highness Hainir, who has come to be a god. ”

Heinir: "......"

Although I don't know where I went on business, since Mimir said so, it will definitely not be a problem. It seems that the current situation is different from his cognition, I don't know how many god years it is now, the Asaph Protoss and the Vana Protoss are both Norse Protoss, and the Great War is in ancient times, and it has long been merged now.

It seems that this is the case, and he turned out to be a hostage sent by the Greek gods.

"Who are you?" Odin continued to ask about this inexplicable person.

"Below is Mimir, who guards the fountain of wisdom, and is the servant who has come to accompany His Highness Hainir." The old man replied in an old voice.

"Why didn't he speak?" Odin glanced at Hainir with a sharp look in his eyes.

Heinill's little heart skipped a beat. It's over, this god-king won't start to think that there is something wrong with him, he can't let them think that he is a fool and end up miserable.

"I ......"

Heineer was about to say something, but was interrupted by Mimir.

"Back to Your Majesty, His Royal Highness Hainir's status is noble, and such a trivial matter as replying has always been replaced by people like the old decay."

It's okay if you don't replace it, I'm afraid that the more you replace, the more something will go wrong! Heinill was in his heart and wanted to explain.

"I ......"

At this time, a goddess with a hot and sexy body, very revealing dress, with only light gauze on the outside of the tassel embroidered underwear, and a beach-like beach coat over the seaside bikini, stood up, pointed at Henier and said, "Your Majesty Odin, don't listen to them." These two are liars. I, Freya, can assure you that Heinir is a fool who doesn't know anything! ”

"I'm not a fool!"

Heinir angrily replied to Freya. Isn't Freya a goddess of beauty? Depend on! Sure enough, the most poisonous woman's heart, it seems that the more beautiful the woman, the more poisonous she is. When did he provoke her, he came out to testify against him.

"Hmm. According to the Celestial Sacred Book, only a fool would say that he is not a fool. An objective and pertinent assessment came out of the mouth of Borach, the god of poetry and music, who was holding the book.

"What is the Heavenly Sacred Book?" Heineer asked rhetorically, unbelievably.

In fact, what he wants to say is what the book says, right? Don't these people understand that it is better to practice the truth and believe in books than to have no books?

After the result was spoken, the eyes of the gods focused on him again, and Heineel suddenly realized that something was wrong.

"Odin Majesty, please listen to my explanation......"

"Shut up!" Odin was furious, and stood up with a slap of the divine chair under his hands, "These Olympian bastards actually got a fool to fool me!" ”

Heineer: "......" burst into tears...... He's not a fool! Isn't this special thing called a hard to argue......