Riding a winged Pegasus interstellar journey, this looks quite new, but it does fit the description of myths and legends, and it is also in line with Asgard's art style. The four Asgardian warriors each flew out of Jotunheim on a flying mount and traveled through the dark space, presumably because of the magic of the gods, these horses flew quite fast in the universe.

Michael's armor spewed tail flames from its back, maintaining the same speed as it flew among several warriors. With great interest, he used the scanner to analyze the state of the Pegasi, and sure enough, he detected the energy fluctuations peculiar to godly magic from them.

The results of the analysis unsurprisingly indicate that the pegasus was suspended and moved forward with the help of spells. Of course, this is a cosmic space, and the flapping of wings alone cannot provide it with the power it needs to move forward. As godly creatures, these Pegasi are naturally endowed with magical powers, and flying spells are like their instincts, which can be mastered without the need for learning or training.

However, it is clear that these Pegasus-wielding Asgardians could not have thought of that much. For them, it is natural for Pegasi to fly, and they can naturally fly over galaxies with their wings, and they have not considered any unreasonable problems such as aerodynamics.

They soon reached the goal of the trip.

It was a huge neutron star, radiating a magnificent red glow from the inside out of its core. Red streamers rolled through its massive core, and Dao Flame streams continued to jump out like fiery dragons. Pitch-black rings surround the dying star, and dwarves live on rings bathed in ultraviolet light.

They lowered their altitude and flew into Nidavel's territory.

In the palace in front of the forge they met Atri, the leader of the Dwarven realm. This is a very kind-looking old man, he is very short, but he is quite stocky, and the big head that is slightly out of harmony with the body looks quite funny on his shoulders. He had a large red beard, a large nose, and a buzzing nasal voice when he spoke.

The King of the Dwarves didn't seem very happy to see them. He looked at a few Asgardian warriors, snorted disapprement, and said, "Again. O high Asgardians, you always think of us only when you need help. ”

Vandal took a step forward: "Loki has captured unprecedented power, and the nine kingdoms are facing a common crisis. There's no time to bargain, Aitrie, and only by working together can we have that glimmer of hope. ”

"I don't think so." Itri's chin cupped, "Asgard promised to protect us, but now it seems that you don't even understand your own. Such a guardian really can't make people feel at ease. Maybe we should consider changing our stance. Considering that you say that Loki is now more powerful than ever, and that his power is unstoppable, then maybe it would be a good idea to take this opportunity to join Loki......"

"Etri!" Hogan yelled, "Are you trying to betray Asgard?"

Michael watched in silence for a while, then stepped forward and said in a calm tone to Itri, who was sitting in a chair, "I believe that we are meeting for the first time. As an outsider, I can't interfere with anything, except to give a little advice. Personally, surrendering to Loki may be an option for the dwarves to consider, but it will not change your current status or status in any way. It may even be that under the leadership of a king like Loki, who is filled with ambition, the dwarves may only be worse off in the future.

But on the other hand, if you were to generously extend a helping hand to Asgard again at this critical time, it would undoubtedly be quite a relief for Asgard today. All of Asgard would owe the dwarves a great favor, and even Odin himself, and especially himself, could not deny it. ”

The Dwarven King's eyes narrowed, and for the first time, he took a serious look at the entourage who had entered the door with the Asgardian warriors. He observed this set of blue-black armor with a little interest, and suddenly praised, "This equipment...... It's pretty well built. ”

"It's an honor to be praised by the dwarven people's top craftsmen." Michael's answer was rude.

"You made it yourself"

"Yes."

"Yes, yes, yes." The King of the Dwarves paused and asked, "You just said you were an outsider, so you are not an Asgardian."

"I'm from the atrium."

"Ha, Atrium. That's a nice place, it's nice. Itri's stern, stern expression vanished, and he smiled kindly, brushing his red beard, "You're not bad, either. You're a man who understands—unlike the arrogant Asgardians. ”

Vostagg didn't feel comfortable hearing this, and was about to have a seizure, but was stopped by Sif raising his arm.

Itri's previous words were just words, but the dwarves had no intention of turning to Loki at all, and they didn't want to see Loki in power. He was merely dissatisfied with the fact that the Asgardians only remembered them when they needed weapons, and that they were usually so arrogant.

Itri looked at the Asgardian warriors, "Is that so, if I help you again, this is what Asgard owes us, right?"

"Of course." Sif nodded, "No one in Asgard will ever forget. The dwarves will be grateful to the Father of the Gods himself. ”

"That's good."

Itri said, turning to Michael and smiling slightly.

"No mortal had ever been to the forge before. Would you like to see the weapons we have crafted," he said, "and the dwarves can create the most powerful weapons in the Nine Realms." Interested in coming and seeing the craftsmen of the atrium."

The dwarf seemed to have come to see Michael as his companion, and naturally felt a little closer.

"It would be my pleasure."

"Okay, then come with me." Itri said, gesturing to a few Asgardians, "You can see what weapons you can pick up, we have quite a few in stock here." ”

He got up from his seat and led the way ahead, while turning his head sideways to Michael: "What about you, young craftsman, what kind of weapons do you want, just ask, we have all kinds of weapons here." ”

Michael thought for a moment.

"Then I would like to ask," he asked the Dwarven King, "have you ever made armor?"