Outside the slaughterhouse, there is an old street.

The street as a whole is close to the style of the Western Middle Ages, but the difference is that the houses here are very dilapidated, the surfaces of the houses on both sides are almost covered with cobwebs, and the rotten and moldy facades of the houses exude a disgusting atmosphere.

On the uneven gravel road, several ragged and scrawny figures staggered, each of them with a basket hanging from his arm, covered with a white cloth, and it was unknown what it contained.

When they saw the end of the street, the figure in the sacred robe walking slowly, his dull and trance-like gaze suddenly contracted!

Plop ——!

Without the slightest hesitation, they fell to their knees in the face of Loki in the street.

Their foreheads rested on the uneven road, and they struggled to move their knees, allowing their kneeling bodies to move to both sides of the street little by little, leaving the center of the road empty, as if they were afraid that their bodies would block each other's advances.

Loki didn't even look at the humans, and walked straight through several streets, and in the midst of countless people kneeling, he came to a towering church.

Unlike the dense old medieval buildings that surround it, the church is located in the heart of the city, but there is not a single building within a kilometer radius, and the extravagant and tall façade of the church glistens like a jewel in the sun.

Loki walked straight to the door of the church, climbed the stairs, and reached open the door.

Behind the heavy gate, there was a long corridor paved with obsidian, and a few men who were also wearing religious robes were standing on the edge of the corridor, laughing loudly, and when they saw Loki walking in through the door, their faces changed at the same time!

"Your Excellency!"

Several men bowed respectfully at the same time, eager to bury their heads in the ground.

Loki glanced at them faintly, "What about Bishop Lance?" ”

He ...... He went to the East Side to spread the doctrine. One of the men replied.

Loki's brow furrowed, "Now, how many people are still in the city?" ”

"Thirty-nine thousand nine hundred and sixty-two."

"What about pregnant women?"

"What?" The man was stunned.

"A pregnant woman and the child in her womb are two people." Loki spoke calmly.

The man hesitated for a moment, "If that counts, it should add up to forty thousand people." ”

Forty thousand......

Loki's eyes narrowed slightly, and he slowly spoke:

"I'm going to give you a mission......

……

Outside the church.

In a low room on the edge of the vacuum zone around the church, a man standing in front of the window slowly lowered his binoculars.

"Loki is in the 'human circle' again...... Is there something wrong with Asgard? ”

Leng Xuan muttered to himself.

He lingered in the room for a moment, pushed the door open, wrapped his cloak around his figure, and quickly walked in a certain direction.

As he advanced, the surrounding houses became more and more sparse, and the barren weeds covered the earth, and before he knew it, he had left the edge of the city.

Turning over two hills that were not too high, a turquoise lake, appeared in front of him.

The lake is not large, but it looks like an emerald embedded in the solid rock, and the edge can be seen as far as the eye can see.

Looking down through the turquoise water, the rugged and strange rock formations continue to extend downward, as if there is no end, gradually disappearing into the deep lake, like a bottomless hole, no one knows where the other end of the lake is connected.

Leng Xuan wiped behind his waist, and a dagger appeared in his palm.

He crouched down beside the rocks at the edge of the turquoise lake, and used his dagger to carve a series of imprints, some of which were dots and some of which were lines, intertwined and disorganized, reflected in the mirror image of the lake, making it unpredictable.

After carving these marks, Leng Xuan stood up from the rock, picked a red flower from the nearby mountain forest, and threw it lightly on the surface of the lake.

Bright red petals scattered on the surface of the turquoise lake, swirling with the breeze, but not sinking in the slightest.

Leng Xuan glanced at the deep dark bottom of the lake and turned to leave.

……

Asgard.

Tyr took Lin Qiye and the others and landed in front of a temple.

"Sif, you go and rest first, I'll go and have someone treat you." Tyr looked at Sif beside him, who was covered in bruises, and spoke gently.

Sif nodded, and then, Tyr turned his head to look at Lin Qiye and No. 22, and said in a deep voice:

"As for you...... Continue back to the cage and keep it in place. ”

"Why are they being put in cages?" Without waiting for Lin Qiye to speak, Sif asked suspiciously, "Didn't he help you save me?" ”

Tyr was stunned and hesitated, "Because their origin hasn't been figured out yet, so ......"

"Lord Tyr." Lin Qiye suddenly interrupted Tyr, his face was a little gloomy, "In order to help Lord Thor rescue Sif Sif , I have made a second prophecy at the cost of lifespan, if it weren't for me just now, you might not have been able to come out of the underworld intact at all...... Now that you've managed to get her out, you're going to lock me up again?

Do you see us as tools that we can throw away at any time?

This is the strength of Lord Thor? ”

Tyr's attitude was more rigorous than Lin Qiye imagined, and even if he helped them rescue Sif himself, he couldn't fully gain his trust.

However, when Lin Qiye moved out of Thor, Tyr was a little hesitant.

He knows Thor's temperament, and since Lin Qiye helped him rescue Sif Shif, he will never fall into the ground. And it is undeniable that they were able to successfully rescue Sif because of Lin Qiye, his prophecy can bring great benefits, and if they are always restricted because of the commemoration of life and death in the dungeon, it will also be a loss for Thor.

After much hesitation, Tyr decided to find a compromise between risk and safety.

Tyr's eyes lit up, he raised the long sword in his hand, and slashed a wound the size of a fingernail on the shoulders of Lin Qiye and No. 22 like lightning, and fine blood beads overflowed from it, and strangely condensed into a solid state in the epidermis, sealing the follow-up blood.

The speed of this sword was too fast, and Lin Qiye subconsciously wanted to turn into a night to avoid it, but reason still controlled his body and did not expose his body.

He clutched the wound on his shoulder, took a step back, and looked at Tyr with an ugly expression:

"What do you mean, Lord Tyr?"

"My sword, remembering the smell of your blood, I can find you wherever you run...... During this time, you are free to move around in Asgard, but don't try to play tricks. Tyr put away his sword and said lightly, "Also, don't provoke the other gods...... Especially Loki. ”

Tyr's voice fell, and he reached out and took the [Scepter] in No. 22's hand, and disappeared in a flash, going to find a god who was good at healing for Sif Shif.

Seeing this, Lin Qiye breathed a sigh of relief......

Regardless of the process, the first step in Asgard is a step.

……

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The content of the fourth volume is nearing the end.,I still owe you a lot of chapters before.,From today, I'll add more chapters one after another~.

In addition to the arrears, Sanjiu will continue to add more depending on the situation of the main line, and I hope you will try not to raise books~