The sun is setting below the horizon, but the entire Normandy pastures still shine brightly in the night, as Hephaestus soars through them.

It played with a violent fire, as if it was enough to burn the entire grassland, and the field of thousands of flames falling from the sky illuminated the whole world.

At this moment, Xia Mingwei was galloping in mid-air on a somersault cloud, he leaned down, clenched his teeth, and shot into Hephaestus's domain at an unbeatable speed.

"Hell...... It's getting faster and faster, as if it's just warming up. His hair was blown by the wind, and his back was soaked with cold sweat, and he didn't even dare to turn his head to look behind him.

Behind him, the crimson dragon was waving its black wings that covered the sky and the sun, fanning the tornado wind and chasing it like a fiery red comet.

Almost...... In an instant, you can reach his back.

It was as if death was approaching with a scythe, and the breath of death swept like a tornado.

Ten minutes ago, a coastal town near the Normandy pastures.

"What's that?!" The hoarse cries of the townspeople were heard.

Jiang Zixiao's attention was originally still on the pillar of flames that rushed to the sky in the distance, he listened to the shouts nearby, realized that something was wrong, the temperature in the town suddenly dropped, so he turned his head suddenly, only to see the sky in the corner of the coastal town falling rolling hail, and the cold storm swept in all directions. Immediately after, a majestic shadow more than 150 meters high appeared, its eyes faintly flashing with blue fire, from head to toe made of ice that seemed to have been born for thousands of years, as if reaching out to touch the clouds.

"Imir, the Frost Giant." Jiang Zixiao looked at it blankly, his voice becoming hoarse.

Dong Ling remained silent, just raised her eyes, quietly stared at the figure of the Frost Giant, and then lifted the drawing board and drew it with simple brushstrokes.

"Damn, two fourth-order mythical carriers appeared in a junior mission?" Jiang Zixiao smiled gloomily, "Are they all old things with names and surnames?" ”

In the midst of the overwhelming roars and screams, the Frost Giant slowly raised its head and shook its head, its face was ugly and it held its forehead, as if to stop a sharp headache, and then let out a long sigh, just blowing a breath, like an echo from a thousand miles of ice abyss, and the temperature of the whole town dropped suddenly.

It rushed forward as soon as it could, smashing out a crater with a radius of nearly ten meters with each drop of its feet, completely ignoring the houses it had trampled on, and the townspeople scattered like swarms of bees that had lost their hives.

Jiang Zixiao's hair was blown up by the strong wind, "You must report to the school park as soon as possible." He took a picture of the Flame Pillar and the Frost Giant, "Wait, where's Xia Mingwei?" ”

Dong Ling didn't speak, her fingers held the tip of the pen, and she made a rustling sound on the drawing board.

Jiang Zixiao's hand crossed his lips, and the long braid on the back of his head was messy in the wind, "Oh no, is that kid really on the ranch?" Damn, if Xia Mingwei dies here, then how do I have to explain to the principal, he personally told me to keep an eye on Xia Mingwei. ”

"Ranch." After Dong Ling finished speaking, she put away her sketchboard and walked towards the crowd of fleeing people, leaving a calm back.

A cemetery, Moscow, Soviet Union, 1942.

Hogg stood in the rain, staring silently at his son's tombstone, his long messy hair wet and drooping down in front of his forehead, he felt his tattered pockets, pulled out a matchbox and a pack of German cigarettes, he didn't know why it was a German brand, which he had snatched from a Soviet soldier.

At that time, the soldier was still showing off to his accomplices, saying that "Soviet cigarettes and dogs don't smoke." Others are still smoking the government-distributed "Mahe cigarettes", which are not cigarettes, just chopped cigarette stalks, and if they want to smoke, the Soviet soldiers have to find their own cigarette papers.

Hogg wanted to light a cigarette, but the rain was so heavy that no matter how much he swiped on the red phosphorus of the box, the match would not burn, which annoyed him a little.

He shook his arm, threw away the match, sighed softly, looked up at the tombstone, and was silent for a moment.

The rain was loud, and Hogg sat by the tombstone for a while, putting the box and cigarette on it, "Soviet-Finnish war, fuck the Soviet-Finnish war." He lowered his head, and his hoarse voice pierced through the vast rain curtain, "My good son, your sister is also dead, why don't you protect her and join that bullshit army?" ”

Torrential rain washed over the cemetery, and the sky was bright and dark as the clouds danced with moving thunder and lightning.

"War, damn war." Hogg slowly got up and walked towards the front with an angry face, "Is that why you like to fight?" Come on! ”

Three days later, during the Battle of Stalingrad, the Volga River basin.

The huge shadow covered in ice roared, and its feet were hot blood, and it was not surprising to call it "a river of blood", and the corpses of Soviet and German soldiers were trampled to the point that only the blood mist burst open, the earth cracked, the mountains and rivers rushed, and the whole world seemed to tremble under the roar of giants.

It was obviously a monster that was enough to stand side by side with Yuntian, but it knelt on the ground like a naughty boy, slamming the earth with one punch and one punch, smashing out unbelievable pits.

The Frost Giant gasped deeply, he slowly raised his head, looked at the sky, and roared hoarsely: "Valeria, Aeleita, Artem, you...... Isn't there any of you who want to wait for me? I'm about to come back, I'm going to come back! ”

After the hysterical catharsis, the shadow slowly faded. Instead, a two-meter-tall scruffy man fell to the ground, tears streaming down the corners of his eyes.

"There is no ......"

"There is no ...... Can a man live until I return? ”

"I miss you so much......"

"I really...... I miss you so much. ”

The Frost Giant roared and galloped through the Normandy pastures, the meadows beneath their feet in dust, and thousands of holes sprung up, destroying windmills, houses, cattle and sheep with an unstoppable force.

It seemed to have stepped on the sky, its dark blue eyes staring directly at the flame curtain in the distance, and the crimson dragon in the flame curtain.

"Shamingway, you wait for me," the frost giant let out a deafening roar as he gritted his gums that looked like steel, "I'm coming." ”

A month ago, Huaxia Huanjing, the old Jingmai neighborhood, coffee shop.

"Hey, what did you think about it in New York?" The boss handed over a cup of hot coffee, "I knew at that time that you were a mythical carrier, and I wouldn't talk to you, anyway, even if you used that broken revolver to shoot a hundred bullets into your head, you wouldn't die at all, okay?" ”

"I was really tired, Surtr." Hogg sighed and touched his red and swollen nose, "It's good that you taught me how to use my phone, and told me that thing in the sky is called an airplane, which suddenly made me feel that I can still keep up with the world, and it is not a bad thing to live longer." ”

"Didn't you just sleep a little longer...... Just make up the lessons. The boss smiled at him and sat down across from him.

Hogg took a sip of his coffee, "Hey, fucking bitter!" Surtr, what the hell are you selling? No wonder you have no business in this shop. ”

"Coffee isn't all like this, you can't taste it if you're a rough person." The boss sighed.

"It's as bitter as my life, but I still like something sweet."

"Alcohol and cigarettes are not sweet things."

"What makes people forget the taste of bitterness is sweet." Hogg put down his coffee cup.

"Forget it," the boss said angrily, "so why did you wake up so early this time?" I thought that the next time you old thing woke up, my hair would have fallen out. ”

"I'm not afraid that I won't be able to see you for the last time, and I won't be able to sleep well in the sea." Hogg said lightly.

"Then you see it."

"yes," Hogg murmured, "I see...... But what about next time? ”

"Hogg," the boss was silent for a long time, pushing his glasses, "help me take care of my baby, this is my last request." ”

Hogg took another sip of his coffee and said almost word for word, "Hey, you old thing, don't be the last, I can save you." ”

"No," the boss laughed self-deprecatingly, "you said that if I continue to live, how will the child face me?" ”

Hogg was silent for a moment and looked directly at him: "Then do you want me to watch you die?" ”

"Hogg, there are things that you have to let go, like your wife, and your sons and daughters...... You've learned in 100 years, haven't you? ”

"What if I say no?" Hogg asked coldly.

"Before I die, I'm glad to have a chat with you." The boss whispered, "At least you're not late this time, are you?" ”

"Surtr, I'm ...... this time You won't be late again! ”

The Frost Giant roared in fury and rushed head-on into the flames, ice and fire merging together like a torrential rain of flames washing over a lonely glacier. Undeterred, the Frost Giant roared forward, breaking through Hephaestus' barrier with unparalleled divine power.

With a loud sound that could tear the heavens and the earth apart, the Frost Giant slowly raised his head, exhaled mouthfuls of cloudy snow mist, and raised his eyes to look at the furious Hephaestus.

Its eyes exuded the aura of desolation from the Ice Age, which was the most primitive and lonely battle intent.

The red dragon reflected in the pupil got closer and closer, and the frost giant Ymir slammed out his right arm, and smashed out with a punch of devastating divine power, hitting the red dragon flying by with its wings outstretched, knocking it more than fifty meters away, overturning the dirt passing through the wasteland, forming a ravine like a broken cliff.

Xia Mingwei fell above the somersault cloud, shielding his arms from the oncoming cold wind, his hair blowing up completely, and after a while, he looked up blankly and looked at the back of the frost giant in disbelief.

"I'm here, Shamingway."

Imir, the Frost Giant, slowly moved forward, wiping its cheek with its right arm and letting out a deep sigh as if it were sneering.

"It's not too late for me this time......"

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