Greece brings evildoers - Chapter 506

The next day, early morning.

The scattered sunlight shone into the messy house. Lorne pulled apart the limbs that were wrapped around him like an octopus, looked at the tears on Galadriel’s face and the bruises on her body, and cast a healing spell with pity, and carefully covered the corner of the quilt for her.

Since coming to Northern Europe, he has consciously avoided developing an overly close relationship with the goddesses here, so as not to be reluctant when he really wants to take action against the Nordic gods.

Therefore, the desire that was vented this time has been accumulated for many years.

Although he tried hard to control his emotions and body, this was not something Galadriel’s small body could easily bear.

It was really hard for this girl to hold on until he vented a round before fainting.

Lorne kissed the smooth forehead gently, then stood up, put on his clothes, opened the door, and looked at the corridor:

“If you dare to mess around again next time, I will break all eight of your legs!”

“Yes, sir.”

Rose put on a look of fear and trepidation, nodded repeatedly, but muttered in her heart.

So, getting permission doesn’t count?

For example, this time?

When she thought of this, Rose couldn’t help licking her lips, and her eyes stole a glance at the male god in front of her who exuded the breath of male hormones.

Or, while the effect of the drug is still a little bit left, I will try it too? By the way, I can also educate the little princess of the light elf on the bed!

However, just when Rose had this idea in her heart, a clear coolness spread from her brain, instantly extinguishing the evil fire in her mind, and the cunning and charm that originally filled her eyes were replaced by purity and gentleness again.

Eilistraee, you ruined my good things again~!

Rose was depressed and complained, but she could only keep her consciousness quiet.

After all, she could not do anything to this “good daughter” now.

As the pure and gentle breath returned to the body of this dark elf, Lorne was relieved:

“Galantril is not feeling well today, so don’t run around and take good care of her.”

“Okay!”

Eilistraee nodded vigorously, her bright smile overflowing with joy.

As the elven mistress, she had not taken care of elves for many years, especially the light elves. The rare experience made her long-lost maternal love overflow, and she was extremely happy.

Seeing Eilistraee quickly running to the kitchen to prepare breakfast for Galadriel, Lorne couldn’t help but smile, and left the backyard at ease and came to the front hall.

At this time, Belldandy had been waiting here, and there was a bronze carriage with the logo of the Chamber of Commerce outside the door:

“I have been to the library in Turin City several times. I will drive it.”

“Thank you.”

Lorne nodded in thanks, then leaned over to get into the carriage, and headed towards the Turin Library as the carriage drove smoothly.

On the roof, Holo was chewing an apple while shaking her feet, looking at the carriage that was getting farther and farther away, her eyes flickering faintly.

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The Turin Library is located in a hollowed-out mountain belly, where the air is dry and the moisture is low, which is convenient for the long-term preservation of books. The architectural style is also very consistent with the sturdy and durable simple aesthetics pursued by the dwarves. Thousands of storage niches are scattered and carved in the mountain belly, showing wildness.

But because the dwarves are not very interested in literacy and culture, the collection of books here is far less rich than the formal libraries of humans and elves, and the content is mainly forging, winemaking, digging pits, etc., which are easy for the dwarves to accept or are interested in.

However, Loen’s trip was not specifically to learn about dwarven culture, but to take the opportunity to investigate the origin and first discoverer of the gold mine in the North, so as to infer where the [Dragon Disaster] and [Dragon Disease] targeting the dwarves came from.

Unfortunately, he searched the bookshelves in the ore area and never found what he wanted.

“How about we go to the palace to ask? It’s about the life and death of the seven dwarf tribes. The dwarf king might be able to reveal some inside information.”

Belldandy was just suggesting, but the swinging corner of her clothes swept down a book that was only one-third stuffed in.

“Wait!”

Loen looked at the big words “Summary of Rare Mineral Deposits in the North” on the cover, picked it up, flipped through it quickly, and soon found a name that was very familiar to him

-Fafnir!

Seeing Loen holding the book on the ground and excitedly returning to the table to read it, Belldandy felt depressed.

Her original intention was to interfere with this guy’s investigation, but she didn’t expect to provide him with clues inadvertently.

Obviously, she is the goddess of fate, why does it feel like fate always favors this guy?

No…

While Belldandy was confused, Lorne also quickly read through the records about Fafnir.

A few months ago, a pair of brothers named Fafnir and Regin fled to the North, sneaking around.

After being arrested and interrogated by the guards, they confessed their crimes:

Patricide and stealing gold.

As in the original legend, Ot, the eldest son of the dwarf Hreidmar, was murdered while fishing in the form of an otter. Hreidmar asked the murderer to compensate with gold that could cover the otter’s skin. The murderer fulfilled his promise and gave Hreidmar a huge fortune.

But the old dwarf’s second son Fafnir, because of greed, murdered his father together with his third son Regin. They stole the treasure and fled all the way to the North.

However, when they were having a good time, they were caught by the suspicious guards.

According to the laws of the dwarves, such a villain who committed the felony of parricide should be sentenced to death.

But they proposed to use the treasure in exchange for their lives.

The two not only had a large amount of gold, but also mastered the family’s ancestral transformation, which was very suitable for mining and treasure hunting. And this time they came to the North because they sensed the breath of the gold vein and wanted to make another fortune.

They seemed to never be satisfied with their thirst for gold.

But they were willing to use half of the treasure to exchange their lives, and continue to find veins and dig gold for the Durin family.

In the end, the chief judge couldn’t resist the temptation and agreed to this condition.

The mighty gold rush in the North began.

And this endless greed and the cover-up of evil eventually brought terrible consequences:

——【Dragon Disaster】 and 【Dragon Disease】.

If I guessed correctly, the three dragons in the Lonely Mountain should be Fafnir, Regin, and… the chief judge?

Loen turned to the end of the manuscript, but found that the identity and name of the chief judge were not mentioned at all.

What’s even more bizarre is that according to the original fate, the person who killed the son of the dwarf Hreidmar and found [Rheingold] should be [Loki].

But Lorne knew very well that he had never met the Hreidmar family, let alone had any chance to commit the crime.

So, who was the murderer who killed the son of the dwarf Hreidmar?

Lorne used the authority of the [Chamber of Commerce] to look through the relevant case files, and only saw a brief description of the murderer from a corner:

– It was an old man wearing a wide-brimmed hat, and there was a long-legged stork beside him.

Old man… stork…

Lorne’s eyes flickered, and he gently closed the book and walked out of the library.

“How is it? Did you find it out?”

Belldandy chased out of the library and asked nervously.

“No, there are no clues I want here.”

Lorne shook his head to deny, then raised his hand to block the dazzling sunlight, and said to Belladonti casually:

“Let’s go back first, we have to leave tomorrow morning, and some things need to be prepared in advance.”

“Okay!”

Belladonti breathed a sigh of relief, and a hint of joy appeared on her face.

In order to hide her happiness, she quickly pulled the carriage and drove to the Chamber of Commerce with Loen.

The speed of the car was as steady as ever. Loen sat in the carriage, rubbing his sore eyebrows and sighing silently.

It’s better not to be what I thought…

At the same time, neither of them noticed that the golden flame ring on Belladonti’s forehead had been outlined with the last stroke.

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On the last day before the battle, Loen did not choose to go out to investigate more clues, but patiently taught Ciri.

The overall level of a team’s performance sometimes does not depend on its strengths, but on its weaknesses.

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As the youngest of the six members of the courtyard, Ciri is undoubtedly the weak point.

Once she gets into a fierce battle, she will inevitably drag her teammates down.

Therefore, if you want this girl to play a role on the spot, you must give her some lessons.

Fortunately, after seeing the gods and hero units walking all over the venue, Ciri also realized her own weakness and almost wanted to learn combat skills from Loen, a good teacher.

Because time was too rushed and there was no time to lay a good foundation for Ciri, Loen could only play to his strengths and avoid his weaknesses, and created a [magic] tailored for Ciri to match her swordsmanship and create unexpected effects.

Ciri also studied very seriously, and with her extraordinary talent, she quickly mastered the essentials of this [magic].

On the third day, the sun rose at dawn and there were no clouds in the sky.

Accompanied by the loud and powerful horn sound, the earth roared violently, and waves of earth hundreds of meters high rushed into the sky. The falling gravel blocked all the tunnels leading to the outside world in [Gushan].

“Roar…!!”

At the same time, angry and violent roars came from the sky. Everyone climbed up the city wall and looked up. They saw spots of black, green, brown, red and other colors approaching Turin City at a rapid speed.

As the UFOs flapped their wings and quickly closed the distance, the iconic lizard-like body, snake-like vertical pupils, ferocious bat wings, and hard horns and scales made the dwarf warriors in Turin City look nervous:

Here they come, two-legged dragons!

And there are so many!

Seeing hundreds of two-legged dragons roaring and almost completely blocking the light in the sky, the dwarves’ bodies trembled uncontrollably.

“Ah~~!”

At this moment, a low and solemn wolf howl echoed over the city of Turin. The fragrance of fruit wine and the fragrance of wheat ears made people feel relaxed and happy, and instantly dispelled the dragon power emanating from the dragon species.

The battle-hardened dwarf soldiers on the city wall reacted quickly. After leading the members of the blasting team back to the city, they used all their strength to turn the capstan and slam the door shut.

The elven wizards chanted difficult spells to protect the entire city from the impact of the wyverns.

At the same time, the dwarves pushed their carefully crafted bed crossbows and machine crossbows, as well as magic cannons, to the lookout, activated and fired, and the powerful black arrows and strong magic beams instantly swept down a large area of ​​wyverns.

The elves were not to be outdone. Teams of elven wizards chanted spells, and rows of elven archers shot secret arrows, also clearing an area cleanly and neatly.

But although the first battle between both sides was fruitful, this damage was only a drop in the bucket for the huge number of dragons.

Fortunately, their mission is not to completely annihilate these flying dragons, but to contain and lure them from the outside.

At this moment, the five elite teams responsible for completing the great cause of slaying the dragon and destroying [Rheingold] have taken advantage of the chaos and penetrated into the heart of the Lonely Mountain.

Everything is up to them!

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At the same time, in the dark and narrow heart of Gushan Mountain, each team also faced a wave of attacks after the sudden advance.

What surprised them was that they were not only attacked by dragons, but also by a large number of ferocious humanoid monsters with green skin, tall and burly bodies, and fangs turned out.

What’s even weirder is that these monsters seem to reproduce through spores. When their hair and dander fall into the soil, as long as the surrounding environment is rich in magical elements, those “seeds” will begin to grow like mushrooms. And there will be eggs growing under the mushrooms (under the ground), and inside the eggs is a new monster.

As the dragon’s lair and the intersection of several major mineral veins, there is no doubt that the magic element here is abundant.

Therefore, the deeper you go into the mountain, the more the sides of the cave become filled with smooth and sticky liquid, as well as monster embryos that are maturing and rhythmic.

“What is this? It’s disgusting!”

Ciri, who was opening the way in front, was slashing the green-skinned monsters that rushed up, slashing the embryos, while avoiding the green mucus sprayed around, with a look of disgust on her face.

“[Occasions], that’s what the Warlock Brotherhood calls them. The cause should be that the souls of the dead who still have resentment and obsession are unwilling to enter the underworld and are forced to stay in the world. In the end, the dark power is infected, and half of them are born from the depths of the earth. Half-man and half-animal monster…”

Gandalf, who was following behind, clicked his cigarette holder, looked pitifully at the green-skinned monsters that were hacked to death along the way, and then added,

“There is also a kind of undead. They do not have entities. They gallop on the battlefield and love war and killing. They are rare underground and mostly appear on the ground. We call them [Wild Hunt].”

“Could [Nibelungen] be referring to them?” Galadriel asked with a frown.

According to Nordic legends, if the soul of the dead cannot enter the underworld of Helheim, it will wander in Niflheim, the country of fog. Niflheim and its residents are also called Nibelungen.

So Galadriel couldn’t help but bring the two together.

“It’s possible!” Gandalf nodded and glanced approvingly at the fair-hearted elf princess, “We, the Warlock Brotherhood, also believe that this dragon disaster that has swept across the entire dwarf country is not simple, so we hope that I Let’s investigate the real reason.”

“Is it possible that there is a problem in the underworld?”

Ciri looked surprised. Galadriel, Rose, Gandalf, and even Belludante didn’t say it clearly, but the looks they exchanged proved that they had reached a unanimous conclusion in their hearts.

Nidhogg, the black dragon king who dominates the dragon species; the Orcs who were born from the undead of the Kingdom of Mist; revenge from the depths of the earth…

All of this points to the death goddess Hela who lives alone in Helheim.

If she was really responsible for causing trouble, the severity of this dragon disaster would be extraordinary.

Everyone looked at each other and nodded, and in unison they were extremely cautious and moved forward with a more cautious attitude.

But Lorne, who was walking at the end of the team, said nothing from the beginning to the end. He just looked at the green-skinned orcs on the ground and fell into deep thought.

This place seems less like a dragon’s treasure house and more like a man-made arsenal.

What exactly do you want to do?

Lorne looked up at the sky, but everything in front of him was blocked by the dark rock wall.