Chapter Thirty-Seven: Who Is This?
On the platform at the end of the Rainbow Bridge, looking at the surrounding colorful walls, Tworth Slaa couldn't help but ask curiously, "Is this the Kingdom of God?" β
Tvosra couldn't help but walk over to the round wall to touch the carved metal of the gods, and then to the lookout in front of the Guardian for an unobstructed view of the cosmic nebula. Pen % fun % Pavilion www.biquge.info
"Well...... Amman replied, "sort of." β
He wanted to say no, because Tvosila must have asked about the celestial realm in Egyptian mythology, and he wondered if he was going to see Horus. But when the words came to his mouth, he suddenly thought that if he wanted to say whether it was the kingdom of God, Asgard was really the domain of the gods, and a large number of legendary characters were here, and in the future, Odin, the boss of Norse mythology, would have to call Bol's father.
Amman was thinking about how to explain it to Tvosla, when three apparitions flew from the horizon and stopped in front of him, and it was the Boers who were speeding up in an instant on Pegasi.
When Bol, who had jumped off his horse, saw Amman and laughed, he laughed loudly: "Amman, my friend, welcome you back!" β
Next to him, two of his brothers strode up to him, one of them, Willy, smiling, "Amman, you've taken longer than you said before, look at what made you go back to Midgard ......"
He was a little surprised to see Ultron and Vali behind Amman, and couldn't help but walk over quickly, punched Ultron's chest a few times, and raised his head to look at Ultron's face, which was almost twice as tall as him, and sighed to Amman: "What a hard puppet, you don't need Bol's Kungunir's kind of artifact, Asgardian soldiers are afraid that it will be difficult to hurt this big guy with ordinary weapons." β
"Don't touch it......" Amman shouted at him when he saw Willy come up and punch Ultron directly.
"Attack detected." At this time, Ultron, who was used as a puppet by Willy, had red light in his eyes, and a mechanical voice sounded, "Certification...... Humanoid ...... Compare databases...... Asgardian ......"
"Can it still talk?" Willie was startled when he heard the voice, and subconsciously stepped back to see what was going on, but before he could finish the step, a black fist flew next to him and smashed him away.
"Friendly relationship." Ultron maintained an uppercut stance, and finally said, "Punch back, slight punishment." β
Bol and Vi, the two guys who were walking towards Amman at a normal speed, suddenly froze in place, and Amman shrugged his shoulders and said, "Among these guys, Ultron's temper is not very good. β
He glanced at Willy, who was lying on the ground with his butt pouted, and said, "Besides, it was his hand that moved first." β
The two laughed dumbly, and after hugging each other in Amman, Vi noticed Tvosila on the side and smiled at her, "Hello, welcome to Asgard." β
Vi was the first to greet Tvorsla, not because Bol didn't notice Tvorsla, but because he habitually didn't care about it after seeing that Tvorsra was completely a native of Midgard. However, Wei was a little more delicate, knowing that even if Tvosla was a mortal, it would definitely be unusual to let Amman pick it up, so he greeted him with a friendly and active greeting.
At the same time, the brother spoke, and Bol could no longer ignore Tvosla. He said somewhat unnaturally, "I think we need to introduce us to this lady who came with you from Midgard." β
"This is Tvosila," Amman amused, Pol's discomfort, but he didn't care about the innocuous situation, "the daughter of the most splendid and civilized consul of Midgard. β
He glanced at Tvorsra again and said, "Take care of me." β
Hearing this, Tvorsla immediately glared at him.
The three Bols were a little surprised when they saw this scene: Amman said that this mortal was serving him, but it didn't look like that.
The three of them, who had already understood in their hearts, gave Amman a meaningful look, and then Pol also responded, saying to Tvosla: "Hello, I am Pol, the king of Asgard, and these two are my brothers, Willy, and Vi. β
Although he was puzzled by the fact that Amman looked at a mortal who had not even lived for a hundred years, he still showed the demeanor and manners of the Asgardians.
However, Tvosla, who had grown up listening to Egyptian mythology, was confused by what Pol said: "Asgard? β
Tworthla's expression that he had obviously not heard made the three Bol brothers look blackβalthough Midgard didn't know about the Divine Domain and the universe in the first place, being ignored in front of him still made the Bol people couldn't help but feel depressed.
Amman laughed when he saw them deflated, and then explained to Tvosla: "This is not the world of the god Ra. β
In order to prevent Bol from being too hurt, Amman continued to add, selling the face of the three of them while pretending invisibly: "They are another god clan, and they are all my buddies." β
"Ohβ" Tvosila suddenly realized, as if it were the first time she had heard of some kind of little god, in fact, it was the first time she had heard of it.
Seeing that Pol was about to go berserk, Amman hurriedly patted Pol forward: "Let's go, let's stop standing here and talk, go back and put things away first." β
Unexpectedly, there was another critical blow from behind.
"False gods."
Amman ......
When they returned to the City of God, Pol found a palace for Amman, and after arranging Tvosila and the miscellaneous things they had brought from Earth, they went outside and began to talk.
"Amman." There were only a few of them in the courtyard, and Pol couldn't help but shake his head and said to Amman, "Although this is your business, I still want to give you a piece of my advice: our lifespan is counted in thousands of years, and mortal life is too short after all. β
Amman wasn't surprised by his attitudeβthe people of the Divine Realm were still a little proud, but it didn't hurt their orderly and kind qualities.
In fact, what Pol said was reasonable, but he would not agree with it.
In fact, his life was much longer than Pol thought. The Asgardians only have a lifespan of 5,000 years, while the Titans are hundreds of millions of years, and the guy who was born shortly after the birth of the universe in Al-Mansur may have lived until he was hacked to death by Sargeras. In contrast, the Asgardians were no different from the mortals in front of the Asgardians.
However, the reason why Amman decided to stay with Twarsila was not that he didn't care about the difference in life, and frankly, he would really struggle with this problem, but fortunately he had a solution.
In the world of Azeroth, Almansur bestowed his divine power on Rai, one of the inorganic beings created by the Pantheon. Afterward, Rai the Guardian bestowed the Titan's blessing on the Primal Dragon Norddorm, transforming him into the Bronze Dragon Lord and becoming the administrator of the Azeroth Timeline. And Nozdorm, who has only gained the divine power of Almansur who has turned several hands, is enough to immortalize the entire Night Elf race under a single spell, and prevent disease from life.
Although this magic is based on the World Tree Nodashir, and Nordashir is the energy of the Well of Eternity, so the spell still uses the Well of Eternity, but Amansur's divine power may also be glimpsed from this.
So as long as Amman is willing, he can naturally make Tvorsla live forever if he spends some effort, and there will be no rush for a hundred years, and for the length of his life at this time, it will only be a blink of an eye, and Tvosla's absence.
For this reason, Amman just smiled at Pol's words and said, "Thank you for thinking about me, Pol, but don't worry." β
Since Amman replied like this, Pol didn't have to say more, he nodded, and then asked, "What exactly are those things you brought back from your trip to Midgard this time?" Also, what happened to the aether particles? β
"That's right!" Bol's first question was nothing, and the latter immediately reminded Amman of his acquisition of another gem, and without replying, he immediately asked the three of them, "Do you know these guys?" β
A burst of light was released from his hand, turning into Dao light and shadow, which was the mural he had seen in the cube of cosmic space.
Amman looked at the three of them expectantly, hoping that the native of this universe, the ancient Asgard, would have a record of the Celestial Group, so that he could inquire about the information of this giant group and better understand the situation of the entire universe.
Who knows, the three of Pol looked at each other with big eyes, and then turned to Amman and asked, "Who is this?" β