Gar, who had walked out, looked back at the wide gate of the War College, exhaled heavily, and walked towards the city. Pen | fun | pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

In fact, he is not very sure, not to mention this kind of cosmic-level war, he has not even participated in a slightly larger war.

And now he swears so much to Thor, relying on the specious war stories on TV, movies, or books.

He hasn't seen any of the Thirty-Six Strategies, Sun Tzu's Art of War and the like, but he has watched the Romance of the Three Kingdoms several times, and then some Western Hollywood blockbusters, such as Troy and Braveheart, have seen a lot.

Haven't you ever eaten pork, haven't you ever seen a pig run?

At that time, according to the form of some enemies and friends, there should be no problem in improvising, and it should be better than these reckless men who only know how to fight hard.

Dressed in a light gray samurai uniform, Garl walked the streets of Asgard inconspicuously at all, and was no different from the others except that he was a little shorter.

Thinking about his thoughts, he suddenly walked into a market, and this small market hidden in the majestic complex was not very large.

There weren't many Asgardians coming and going, most of them were hurrying by, and even some of the vendors were unscrupulous and didn't shout anything.

Still, Garl looked at the small bazaar, where there were not only Asgardians, but also some strangely shaped races from other countries.

For example, those light elves with delicate faces and slender bodies, snow-white hair and pointed ears, or the Warner Protoss with Asgardian-like appearances but a body that is several laps larger, and then the dwarves who have just walked past Gal.

However, their numbers are very rare, most of them are Asgardians, and the people who can live in other kingdoms are probably some outstanding people in their respective kingdoms.

Standing here, Gal felt like he had come to the Western fantasy world in a trance, giants, elves, dwarves, and Asgardians, who looked like humans, except for those flying machines in the sky from time to time, there was no difference!

If you have the chance, you must go to the distant star field to see and learn!

He had not gone far when he saw a blacksmith shop with a sign of a sword hanging at the door, and from the open door he could see the fire flickering from time to time.

He happened to be thinking about the gift for Mindy, so he turned around and walked in, and as soon as he entered the door, he saw a cold bow hanging on the wall.

The dark color, thick bow body, and length of more than two meters in diameter make the bow hanging there very eye-catching.

But alas, Gal has no love for it!

Turning his head slightly, he glanced at the shop, the bright and clear small shop, which had an ancient charm, the front hall was filled with containers full of various weapons, and behind it was a building room, a dwarf with a beard, wielding a hammer and beating something!

"Hello guest, what do you need?" As he was looking, a petite female dwarf stepped out of the counter next to him.

When Gal heard the scream, he turned around and saw the dwarf, who had not even noticed when she had entered the house.

However, she is very different from the dwarf image in her impression, with a height of about one meter two, a slightly chubby small body, and a bulging little face, she doesn't look like those rough dwarves no matter how she looks.

"Oh, hello, I want to see the knives."

"Knives, please come over here." With that, the dwarf Pandora Donila led Gal to the side.

Then he pointed to a knife in the container, and introduced in a delicate voice: "This is a special war knife, made of core rock steel transported from the dwarf country of Nidavel, with a length of one meter and a half, it should fit your body very well!" ”

Gal only glanced at it, and then gave up, this broad-bladed, serrated war knife that he wouldn't use for nothing, let alone Mindy.

Interrupting the dwarf who was talking about some kind of data, Garr asked, "Is there any such beautiful knife that girls use?" ”

Pando Donila glanced at him with disdain, she thought that war was coming, and that the dwarf Asgardian in front of her had come to choose the weapon she was going to use, and if it weren't for the fact that he was about to rescue her homeland, she would have been able to introduce him with such a good sword.

Unexpectedly, he was a playboy who wanted to please girls, like this kind of Asgardian scum, she has never seen it rarely, they are all some degenerate gods of the X generation, what a shame for their ancestors!

In an instant, Pando Donella, who had lost her sweet smile just now, lost her voice and was no longer delicate, and her rough voice startled Garr.

"No, we're all weapons for warriors here, not a small toy store that you god X-generation scum use to please girls!"

"Humph!"

Gal watched as the dwarf left the back of her head in a daze, and then walked back to the counter on her short legs, ignoring him.

This is a bit informative.,God X generation??

Is there a misunderstanding of something, even if it is a certain generation, can't you have a sweetheart? Isn't there a right to pursue love? Are they all bad people?

Gal, who was just about to step forward to theorize, was choked back by a loud voice in the room: "Haha, girl, he's not an Asgardian, have you ever seen such a thin Asgardian, isn't it, Lord Heimdall!" ”

Garr looked out the door in surprise, and Heimdall, the gatekeeper he had seen that day, walked in with a suit of armor in his hand.

But for a moment, Garr's mind was completely drawn to Heimdall's eyes, what kind of eyes they were.

The orange eyes contain infinite souls, which are the scene of billions of creatures multiplying in them, and they are also the projections of the infinite world.

Suddenly, the little sun in Gal's brain, which had been motionless, jumped wildly, and the crimson heat energy burned all over his body in the blink of an eye, and a deep hunger and thirst passed from there.

How...... What's going on? Why is it out of control?

Just as he was struggling to control it, he heard Heimdall sigh meaningfully, and then said, "I see, what belongs to you will eventually return to you, why be in such a hurry!" ”

As soon as he finished speaking, all the anomalies in Gal disappeared without a trace, as if all that had been an illusion was just now, and Heimdall's eyes were no longer so attractive.

Suddenly raised his head, and the anger squeezed out from between his teeth blew like a cold wind: "You... Right... I... Do... Finish... Miscellaneous... Why!! ”

Heimdall didn't care about Gar's anger, and walked past him lightly, leaving only a word.

"It's not what I did to you, it's what 'she' did to you, and the answer is in your body!"

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