In The DC World With Marvel Chat Group Chapter 1353: The mystery of the feast (3)
When the afterglow of the setting sun was about to fall below the horizon, the distant and desolate drumbeat sounded in the empty banquet hall, pulling people into the magnificent battlefield in a second.
The traditional music of Asgard is the horn for the sailing of warships and the drums for the battle of powerful protoss warriors.
The art developed by the military country with the longest history in this universe all has a sharp murderous intent, the colder, the grander, the more shocking.
The moment the rush music played in the extravagant and gorgeous ballroom, the atmosphere was stagnant.
The coldness and utilitarianism that have always been hidden in the eyes of the guests with warm smiles flowed out with the rough sound of plucking strings, and just a beat of the drum beat, countless elegant figures walked onto the dance floor with civilized dance steps .
The toe of the shoe is like a sword, and the hem of the skirt is like a knife. Under the feast on the broader Vanity Fair, there must be more mysteries hidden.
Pair after pair of figures smoothly jumped out of the current dance steps of the interstellar society. Just as Hela's long black hair brushed Stark's shoulders, another pair of figures behind them swept across the edge of the dance floor .
Luo Ji wore an off-the-shoulder pure white dress that the goddesses of Asgard often wear. A flower that has not yet shed dew, and the remaining long hair hangs down like a waterfall.
Schiller is wearing a traditional British dress, which is the most formal dress even in human society. If it is paired with a monocle pendant with a thin golden chain, it will look even more rigid.
This doctor seldom dresses up to attend, but the wedding of the king of Asgard cannot be overstated.
"What do you think your sister said to Tony?"
Schiller held Luo Ji's waist and spun around on the dance floor, but obviously on this occasion, dancing was not the theme at all, and everyone was using the opportunity of dancing to talk about what they wanted to talk about.
"Ragnarok." Luo Ji replied without hesitation, she sighed softly, and said: "Hela is only interested in this matter now, if Thor has not raped her too much now, she Never appear here."
"I also just learned about the legend of the princess." Schiller took a step back slightly to give Luo Ji some room to spin, and said as if sighing: "Do you think there will be such a moment?" , Odin really regretted it? This beautiful and powerful princess should have been the masterpiece of his life."
"Odin regretted it long ago."
Luo Ji is still so determined. When he becomes a goddess, there is always a coldness in his eyes that other goddesses do not have. There is also a hint of sarcasm in her tone: "People think that when Asgard has another When she was a princess, Frigga was the happiest."
"But I know that every time I appear in front of Odin as a princess, it's like provoking the thorn in his heart."
"Perhaps this is the greatest revenge I can do. Only in the matter of Hela, the father of the gods can't say a word of conscience."
Schiller moved, and came to Luo Ji's side with the drumbeat. The two exchanged positions. The last legend, the mission to end the fate of the gods by himself, also ended the moment Thor became the King of Light."
"You don't know what Tony Stark is going to do either, do you?" Rocky changed the subject.
"There is no doubt that his target is the gods." Schiller paused for a moment, as if deliberately whetting his appetite, and seeing Luo Ji's eyebrows frowned, he continued: "But not you Such a god, you are just a protoss who uses the power of the universe, and his goal is even bigger."
"Aren't you afraid that something will happen to him?"
"Did you also ask Tony this question, and it was aimed at me?"
Luo Ji looked stunned for a while, finally shook her head, and said helplessly: "I never thought that one day, I would represent the gods to ask you humans not to put Asgard in your crazy struggle." middle."
"There is no such good thing in this world." Schiller stared into Luo Ji's eyes and said, "I want to use human wisdom, but I don't want to bear their madness. You know that the two are entangled in the human soul." How close, maybe now, is the time for you to pay the bill."
Loki looked over Schiller at another couple on the dance floor, Thor and Sif.
The newly married God King couple joined the dance floor amid the cheers of everyone, but Luo Ji understood that everyone in Asgard, including herself, did not have the opportunity to celebrate the God King's newlyweds so peacefully.
As Schiller said, the wisdom of human beings has changed everything, and they must also bear the madness that comes with wisdom.
Crazy enough that they could unite as one and go down this road, but they only caused troubles for no reason and killed each other for those illusory emotional stimulation and satisfaction.
But perhaps, every intelligent creature is crazy, and their love and hatred make them never stop fighting, and the same is true for Asgard.
Thor withdrew his gaze, and once again looked at Sif's slightly worried expression. He embraced Sif with his broad arms like a conscientious husband, so that she could not be hurt on the dance floor. With limited rotation, don't worry about bumping into others.
Sif also wore a gorgeous dark golden long dress which was very rare. Her hair was tied in a complicated bun, leaving only two strands of long hair hanging down her forehead, looking mature and gentle.
She looked at her future husband, who was still handsome, strong, and full of charming masculinity, and the delicacy and elegance brought by the king's royal clothes neutralized his wild temperament. The goddess' dream girl, Sif thought.
But he is not only her husband, but also the **** king of Asgard, the king of everyone in Asgard. The relationship between the royal family and the family has been full of confusing entanglements since ancient times, and most of them are difficult to balance.
"Heimdall..." Sif said the name with some difficulty.
"I know, I know, Sif." Thor responded to her, he said: "The father of the gods trusts your brother so much that he entrusts Asgard's most important weapon, the Rainbow Bridge, to him, but the fleet Restructuring and personnel transfers are inevitable, you should trust me and your husband, this is just a temporary pain."
"Of course." Sif lowered her eyes, and with the pause of another drumbeat, she switched positions with Thor, and then danced again. The future queen restrained her somewhat low voice, but said as gently as possible: "Of course I believe you, Your Majesty, but I am worried that my brother will be lonely at home for too long, and my other relatives will feel sorry for him."
"I see. Since they have high hopes for Heimdall, I think they are naturally willing to allow more important positions in the fleet to be chosen by Heimdall..."
Sif exhaled lightly, and patted Thor's arm like a sigh of relief. The pain between her brows disappeared. She has little private time left to admire her handsome husband.
"I said, Sif will learn quickly."
Another empty drum beat, Frigga, who was still smiling gently, supported Odin's shoulders, and spun around with brisk dance steps.
Odin's face remained unchanged, and he said in a low tone: "Since ancient times, no matter which royal family, foreign relatives have had to deal with it. Headache."
"Yes, you killed my whole family, so naturally you never have to worry about it." Frigga's smile didn't even fade, the gentle goddess just shook her head lightly, and said with some sighs: " It’s just that you don’t remember when I became the most beautiful queen from the number one mage in the nine kingdoms.”
Odin held Frigga tighter, as if to gain some sense of security from this control.
He had known for a long time that his beautiful wife was not as gentle as she appeared on the surface. Odin preferred Thor, and Frigga took Loki. It was not that Odin had never ridiculed his wife's choice in his heart.
After all, she has long lost the support of her natal family, and Loki is weak. Odin believes that as long as he is in power, their mother and child will have no chance.
But now, Loki's strategizing performance proves that Odin has indeed underestimated Loki. If the facts really go as planned by the father of the gods, this youngest son will kill him sooner or later.
Without the power of the God King, Odin had to rely on the relationship between Frigg and his son to remind the two brothers, and even his eldest daughter, of his achievements besides the failure of family education.
"I'm abdicating~IndoMTL.com~Don't talk about the past, my dear, let's focus on dancing." Odin bowed his head and kissed Frigga's forehead, and said.
The drumbeat is getting faster and faster, the music is getting louder and louder, and the smiles on everyone's faces are getting warmer and warmer, as if they are concentrating on enjoying the joy of dancing, or maybe it's the private conversation at this moment of getting close to each other Among them, the desired result was obtained.
The skirt slid across the smooth upper, the metal accessories shone with dazzling luster, and the stream of light streaked across the smooth hair. With the last beat of the drum and the high-pitched music falling at the same time, the venue suddenly fell silent.
The skirt was closed, the hair fell, and a perfect dance ended. The guests of all races turned their attention to the **** king in the field, and Thor stretched out his arms to applaud, and everyone applauded in the way of the banquet host Celebrate.
The warm applause spread farther and farther in the empty banquet hall. Outside the stained glass windows of the Asgard, the golden sunset slowly sank under the bridge, and the last ray of afterglow opened the curtain of the night gracefully.
When there were no other drumbeats, everyone in the banquet hall knew that the dance was really over, so everyone turned around and walked towards the dining table and drink table, intending to chat with the new target about the dance experience .
Stark and Hella, Schiller and Loki, Thor and Sif, Odin and Frigg turned around and walked in different directions.
And just when the last person turned his back, a gust of wind blew down from above the patio, followed by a dull falling sound.
"Boom!"
A corpse fell from the sky.
That was the queen of the Shia Empire. Everyone turned their heads, only to see blood and the hem of the skirt blooming on the ground at the same time, like a golden and red flower.