Chapter Eighty-Three: Thor Quells the Rebellion, Wanda is Homesick, and the Dwarven Master Who Lost His Hair.
The rebellion, orchestrated by Ebony Throat himself, began.
Rebels and massacres were everywhere.
Warnerheim, a rebel army of the Mountain Clans, has conquered several continents.
Thor and his Four Heavenly Kings are fighting bravely to kill the enemy, however, without Mjurnir's Thor, his combat strength has been greatly reduced, and he can only rely on the strong body of the Protoss to fight as best he can.
Looking at the generals who were possessed by divine power in the distance, rushing left and right, they were envious.
"Are these mountain tribes crazy? Knowing that you can't beat it, you still want to send it to death? Thor's loud voice didn't go away with Mjölnir's departure.
"It doesn't feel good, maybe it's under the influence of some magic, they weren't so crazy yesterday." Sif replied loudly.
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Uther is the commander of this counterinsurgency, and he knows what Odin means, and the reason why this war is so slow to settle is to use the blood of these rebels to lay the way for Thor's awakening.
Regardless of the god-king, they are all thrones made of white bones.
Uther looked at Thor who was fighting the rebels with brute force, and he also had doubts in his heart, could such an opponent really stimulate Thor's bloodline power?
The rebels' weapons were so inferior that they couldn't even break through Thor's body, and he really didn't feel necessary for this level of experience.
The rebels here are bewitched by magic, and Asgard has a way to deal with them easily...
But since it was the will of His Majesty the God King, Uther could only obey it.
The history of Warnaheim is much older than that of Earth, but the level of warfare here is still in the age of cold weapons, which also shows that the process of civilization on Earth is unusual.
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It's been almost two months since she arrived in Asgard, and under Friggia's careful guidance, Wanda's ability to control magic has improved greatly.
For a normal earthling, metaphysics is very unreliable, and human beings cannot control their thoughts.
In a meditation session, one practice is to close your eyes and empty your body and mind, just feel the breath and not think about anything. If you can do it 10 times, you can feel a little bit of the threshold.
But even so, the difficulty of this course is beyond ordinary people's imagination, and human beings have never figured out how wisdom is born, and they cannot control themselves from thinking nonsense.
Except for a very few people who can do it, the average person has never even tried meditation in their entire life.
Ordinary people can't control their minds and there is no problem, but if Wanda can't control it, then it's a big trouble.
The power of chaos magic is too powerful, and one day, her random thought may bring another major crisis to the universe.
Fortunately, Wanda is not very old, and she is still very malleable, and she is assisted by various Tantric methods of Asgard.
In the past two months, Wanda has eaten countless heavenly and earthly treasures, which are very helpful for breeding magic power.
At this time, the total amount of her magic power has increased by at least 10 times, although she has the ability to awaken this factor, but Wanda is indeed talented.
Friggya's garden has almost become Wanda's exclusive cultivation place, and a magical barrier is set up around the garden to prevent the energy that may appear at any time from overflowing.
But for two months, Wanda has done very well. Chaos magic seemed to fit perfectly with his body, and there was no chaos.
Wanda is homesick, misses the earth, misses her brother.
God King Odin had promised him that he would give her a holiday, and with the rainbow bridge, it was only a matter of moments to return to Earth.
"Grandma Queen, I want to go back and see." In the garden, Wanda sat on a giant purple petal and woke up from a meditative state.
"Homesick?" Frigga was lined with spices, which were very helpful for meditation and were also a rare magical ingredient.
After all, she is still a child, and the boring meditation for two months has indeed made her feel very bored.
And she wanted to share her progress with others, but there was no one around to share it with, and he rarely left Friggya's dormitory for two months.
After the novelty wears off, it is reasonable for Wanda to be homesick.
Frigga looked at Wanda, who was getting more and more watery, how she liked it, and from him, she seemed to see the shadow of Hela at the beginning.
The Protoss of Asgard is a very magical race, they can't see a grandson in their lives, and Frigga is raising Wanda as a granddaughter at this time.
No matter how precious things are, she is not stingy, and she almost obeys Wanda's requests.
Frigga slowly stood up and said dotingly: "The combination of work and rest is also very important, since you want to go back and have a look, it is naturally possible." A few days ago, we were looking for the clothes custom-made by the dwarven master Itri, and they will be delivered tomorrow, so why don't we wait until tomorrow to put on new clothes and go back, how about it? ”
"Yes, yes. Grandma Queen, let me ask you, Master Elite is so tall, why is he a dwarf? "Think back to the last time I went to pick up clothes, Wanda's little head had to be tilted almost 90 degrees to see Itri's face.
"For it was not us who gave them their names, but they were once subjugated to another race of giants who were much taller than them, and in the eyes of that race they were like dwarves. So they have always been called dwarves. Later, the giants perished, and they wandered around to Asgard, but they still called themselves dwarves. "Frigga tells ancient stories.
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Nedwial, a gathering place of artisan dwarves.
For nearly a thousand years, the flames have never been extinguished, and legends have been circulating throughout the galaxy. The weapons and equipment that have been sent out of Nedweiar are very scarce, and each one of them will cause a bloody storm.
However, now the queen of Asgard actually made them beautiful women's clothes, and they were the size of a little human girl aged 13-14. Isn't this forcing Zhang Fei to embroider?
The dwarves' casting style is rough and wild, and now they are really not very good at casting gorgeous and beautiful "baby clothes".
The last time the clothes were sent by Elite himself, it seems that the little girl is not particularly satisfied.
Elite has been researching interstellar fashion for a month, and her hair has fallen out a lot. You must know that others have always imitated him before, and now it is his turn to learn from others. The contrast was very uncomfortable for him.
The queen's requirements and vision are very high, and she usually won't let them build this kind of thing, but due to Wanda's safety, it was decided that they would build it.
It should be both beautiful and have super protection capabilities.
"Master Elite, 15 more finished products have come out."
"Well, what do you say about the captured master of interstellar aesthetics?"
"The esthetician said it was perfect!"
"Let's take a look."