The gods applauded, boasting of Fenrir's might.

However, the worries in their hearts grew stronger, and it didn't take long for them to dissipate in a hurry.

The gods found that the chains made of the strongest material in the world could not trap Finnir, and the fear of his power grew, taking root in their hearts.

Once again, Odin found the best blacksmith in Asgard, and took the fragments of the stars from beyond the Nine Realms, higher than the sky of Asgard, and the hardest metal from the Infernal Abyss, which was lower than the Heim Underworld, and mixed them together to make a new set of chains, Dromie.

Even Odin's son, Tyr, the god of war, could not break free from Dromy.

They took Dermi and found Fennir again.

Odin, the god of wisdom, spoke again:

"O Fenrir, you have proven your strength, but you do not yet have a name to match. ”

The giant wolf roared:

"Indeed, while I have slain countless giants and monsters on the battlefield, they have always called me Son of Loki, Fenis the Wolf, but they don't want to have a proper title like them. ”

Odin explained:

"That's because you didn't prove yourself like they did, and even though you had great power, the giants and gods of the Nine Realms hadn't seen it. ”

Fennier asked:

"O god of wisdom, you must have a way for me to get the name that is rightfully mine. ”

Odin says:

"Indeed, I have brought with me a new set of chains, Dermi forged by the stars and the iron of the abyss, and if you can break free from it, then I will sing the praises of your achievements to the Nine Realms. ”

Finnir felt a little uneasy in his heart, and he looked around, his father Loki was not among the gods at this time,

Fennel lowered his head and said:

"I am willing to accept this challenge, as well, but after I have overcome my bondage, you will personally proclaim my achievements for me, Father of the Gods. ”

Odin nodded in agreement:

"Of course, son of Loki, let us put your chains on it. ”

Sure enough, as Odin said, the new chains were much harder than the previous ones.

The beast was chained, struggling and roaring, its front paws digging deep into the ground, its back hunched up, its sharp teeth exposed, its eyes blood-red.

With a roar that resounded through the Nine Realms, the giant wolf Fennil broke free again, and he raised his head and howled loudly, declaring his victory.

Only once, instead of applauding him, the gods were silent.

All the gods left with a calm face, and Fennir called out to his friend, who was silent, and asked:

"They're going to make me prove myself again, right? ”

Tyr, the god of justice, replied:

"I bet they would, they would. ”

The Father of the Gods fulfilled his promise, and the Nine Realms heard of Fennir's might.

Odin, the god-king, wandered alone in his palace, guided by the wisdom of the Mimir Fountain and the World Tree.

He summoned Frey, the god of abundance, the master of the light elves.

Frey sent his best emissary, Skinier, to Svatalfheim, the land of the dwarves.

The dwarves found their best blacksmith, and after hearing the messenger's intentions, he informed them that they could forge a rope called Glepnir.

Odin agreed to a somewhat excessive price.

The dwarves collected six materials from all over the world.

They are:

The sound of a cat's footsteps.

A woman's beard.

The roots of the mountain.

Tendons in bears.

Saliva of the ****** of the fish. ”

There was a big doubt in Hora's small eyes:

"But there's no such thing. ”

Hervin says:

"Because these things were used up when they were minted in Gleipnir. ”

Hola opened her mouth wide:

"Wow!"

Herwin continues:

"The dwarves forged Glepnir, a long ribbon that was long and thin, lighter than a feather, and penetrating than crystal.

Once again, the gods gathered in front of the wolf.

Odin said happily:

"This time we found a stronger rope that you couldn't break free even if it was so strong. ”

The giant wolf rolled over on the ground in a fit of interest:

"I can break free from all the ropes, and I am stronger than you. ”

Odin says:

"Then let's try it. ”

The giant wolf refused:

"No, I don't need to prove anything, now many beings in the Nine Realms already know my name. ”

Odin defiantly:

"You're scared, the last time you broke free of Dromy, you didn't dare to continue the challenge because you were afraid of failure, in that case, you might as well admit your fear. ”

Fennir, the wolf, stared at the Father of the Gods, knowing that if he gave up on the challenge, Odin would make sure that the entire Nine Realms heard of his cowardice.

The giant wolf stood up and looked around at everyone, but his father was still nowhere to be seen.

The man had sworn to their mother that he would protect the three of them until the end of the world, and that he would fight with them even when the end came.

The gods say that Loki is marching through the Nine Realms and is unable to witness his challenge, but Finnir realizes that this is a lie.

giant wolf says:

"Odin, you are the wisest and most cunning god, but my father Loki is no less intelligent than you, and I am his child, and naturally I am also well versed in trickery and lies.

"If you want me to say, it's not that I'm afraid, it's that you're afraid, and you're afraid of my strength, and you're afraid of my growing appetite, and you're afraid of me, because you're as small as worms before me. ”

Odin chuckled:

"Finnir, you and Loki are good at sophistry, but they can't hide the real truth, if you can't even break free from this little thread, do we gods need to fear you?

Fenrir looked up at the sky, the Lord of the Sky and the Earth had not descended here, the gods had already surrounded him.

The giant wolf narrowed his eyes, and a dark golden light shot out of it:

"Eleven Lord Gods of Asgard, if any of you dares to put his arm in my mouth, if you do not deceive me, then I will let go, but if you dare to deceive me, I will swallow it into my belly. ”

Fennil looked at the father of the gods, but Odin couldn't speak for a long time, and the rest of the gods didn't dare to speak.

Only Tyr stepped forward:

"I'm willing to put my hand in your mouth, Fennir. ”

The giant wolf stared at his friend for a moment, then obediently leaned down and opened his mouth.

Tyr put his right arm into the wolf's mouth, and Fennel gently closed his mouth, fangs dangling gently above his arm, not piercing the skin in the slightest.

The gods tied Fennir up.

The giant wolf struggled and struggled, trying to tear the ropes, but in vain.

The gods laughed out loud, except for Tyr, who was about to lose his right hand.

The wolf stopped writhing, lay on the ground, and looked at Odin.

The Father of the Gods was motionless, without any desire to untie the rope.

Fennel and Tyr looked at each other, and he saw determination and guilt in each other's eyes.

He bit down.

The gods grew more and more exalted and proud, except for Tyr, for he had lost more than just his right hand.

"If it weren't for your fears, I would have stood with you in the final battle. ”

At the last moment, Fennel snarled at Odin and swore an oath:

"I swear I'll eat the sun, I swear I'll eat the moon too, and eventually, I'll eat you, Odin, the father of the gods. ”

The gods left the giant wolf on an island in the middle of the Black Lake, sealed for eternity.

Fennel, on the other hand, felt the growing power in his body, waiting for the day when he broke free from the rope and swallowed Odin.

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