"Odin, you have slaughtered countless races and occupied countless territories, and it is these that have made you sit in the seat of the Lord of the Nine Realms, and now you are putting on a false posture, do you think this can show your mercy?" Ulric's eyes were like brass bells, and his heaving chest caused blood to gush from the wound, which soon stained him with blood.

Odin paced a few steps: "Maybe you can't understand. But after so much fighting, I understand the meaning of peace better than anyone else. ”

"What is the meaning of peace?" Ulrik interrupted him, "So the trolls of Noenheim were slaughtered by you?" ”

Odin's tone froze: "I didn't slaughter the trolls of Noenheim...... It was Carnira's unauthorized actions. ”

Ulric looked at him mockingly, but did not speak. In fact, Ulric didn't have the strength to speak, and the Demon Slayer kept sticking into his chest, causing his wound to never heal, tearing repeatedly with violent breathing.

After a while, Odin said, "I will not kill you, Ulric, and spend your old age in peace in Warnerheim." ”

Ulric's eyes flashed with determination, and he gritted his teeth and said, "I said that I would not be your prisoner again!" ”

Before he could finish speaking, he reached out and grabbed the Demon Slaying Sword, dragging the blade and stabbing it into his heart.

Odin's expression changed.

"Ragnarok will judge everything, including you, Odin......" Ulric said with blood gushing from his mouth, bright red blood flowing all the way to his pale hair, and then to the dirt, merging into several streams.

The flesh and blood powers made Ulric's death process much slower than that of other creatures, and in fact, if it weren't for the Demon Slaying Sword stuck in his heart all the time, the injury wouldn't have killed him at all.

But Odin didn't stop him in the end, and left Ulric to kill himself.

As Ulric's blood seeped into the dirt and stained the ground around him a dark red, the erstwhile troll king finally came to the end of his life.

"Thank you for your hard work." Odin looked at the crowd, then stopped at Rowe and patted him on the shoulder, "Well done, Rowe." ”

"Thank you, Your Majesty." Rowe bowed and responded politely.

Odin casually pointed to the Saffron Warhammer in his hand, "Was this made by Atre?" ”

"Yes."

Odin stared at the Safron Warhammer for another moment, and finally nodded slightly, without saying much: "I can feel the fiery power in it, it suits you well." ”

After Ulric's escape, Rowe finds the symbiote possessed by the Mustang and takes it with him to Kuntal, the home planet of all symbiotes.

Since the Waterdrop was still undergoing a deep transformation of Aderi in Nidawi, Rowe had no choice but to contact the interstellar merchants and buy a small ship made by the Skuruls.

For the Asgardians, such small ships were very cheap, and with his prominent status as a Protoss, Rowe was able to buy a ship from the Skrulls even cheaper than the Skrulls themselves.

After purchasing the spaceship, Rowe took the two symbiotes and set out on his journey to Quintal.

on the spaceship.

"Mustang, are you sure you remember the route to Kuntar?" Rowe asked.

The symbiote attached to the mustang has its own name, but since Rowe started calling it that, he has always been called that.

This is not only due to habit, but also because the symbiotes' names are mostly odd, very different from the naming conventions of most languages, and somewhat awkward.

"Of course." "Although symbiotes may not seem like normal creatures to you aliens, we are also a powerful civilization with a lot of knowledge about the stars. ”

"In the process of interstellar wandering, I deliberately wrote down most of the pulsars along the way, and according to the star map, it was not difficult to deduce the original route."

Luo Wei nodded, and then called up the star map from the ship's system, distinguishing each pulsar from the Mustang and restoring the route of the Quintal meteorite.

Pulsars, also known as neutron stars, are widely used as beacons for interstellar voyages due to their conspicuous brightness.

Although Mustang said it lightly, the restoration process was still a bit troublesome, mainly because his memory was not accurate and there were some deviations.

During the recovery route, Venom interjects and excitedly says to the Mustang, "Do you want to be like me?" ”

"What?" Mustang doesn't know why.

"Like me." Venom writhed triumphantly like a golden snot dangling in the wind.

"......" Mustang was silent for a while.

Venom's current appearance is not only strange to humans, but also very strange to symbiotes, and it is no wonder that Mustang first doubted his identity.

"How the hell did you end up like this?" Mustang couldn't help but ask.

Venom: "The power of the Light." By being baptized by the Light, you too can become like me. ”

"Holy Light?"

"A powerful and divine magical energy. As long as it is not as dark as a demon, any living being can be transformed by the Light to become stronger and stronger. Venom spoke to his fellow man, "Believe in the Light, my friend...... The Light will bless you. ”

"Nope." Mustang didn't think much of it and decisively refused.

"Why?" Venom was stunned.

"You're so different now." "Trust me, not a symbiote will like you the way you do...... Especially the elderly, they will definitely think that your fancy dress will teach the children of Quintal badly. ”

"Nonsense! How can this be fancy dress! Venom bounced excitedly, "I'm a lightcast symbiote now, stronger than before, and even less afraid of fire!" ”

"You're not afraid of fire?" The Mustang was shocked when he heard this.

"God, I thought you just had a change in appearance, but I didn't expect you to ...... Sure enough, the world outside Quintar is full of temptations. His tone was full of regret.

Rowe piloted the spaceship, shuttling through the endless galaxy, sometimes jumping in time and space, sometimes adjusting course, and approaching the legendary planet Kuntar with some twists and turns.

"Is Kuntar in the middle of nowhere?"

"So to speak. However, the outside world does not know the reason for us, mainly because we are relatively closed and reluctant to communicate with the outside world. Mustang said.

Rowe nodded, turned the ship, and headed for a planet not far away, ready to refuel there before moving on.

Unexpectedly, at this moment, his pupils suddenly shrank, as if he had found something unusual, and said in surprise: "This is ......"