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Chapter 714
chapter 0305 part 4
"Scapegoat!?"
*Rumble!* The Dreadnoughts carrying the Frost Giants sailed on a Vast Ocean. This Waterway, following Asgard, could reach most Worlds in the Nine Realms, naturally including Jotunheim.
If viewed from Asgard's perspective, this Water Flow, like a Waterfall, was in a vertical state from top to bottom. However, once it left Asgard, the Waterway in The Void, which resembled a Vast Ocean, was a Plane with the Sea Surface as its level.
As for whether it was scientific or not, this Waterway running through Yggdrasil was clearly outside the realm of scientific Explanation.
Jotunheim is the Territory of the Giant Race. Giants are naturally not just the Frost Giants. There are Hill Giants, Bronze Giants, Fire Giants, Fish Giants, and so on.
There are more than a dozen branches of Giants throughout Jotunheim. However, because the Frost Giants had the largest numbers, Jotunheim gradually became the Hometown of the Frost Giants.
The reason the Frost Giants ruled Jotunheim back then was that the Frost Giant Chieftain of that generation obtained the Casket of Ancient Winters, a Divine Artifact.
He used the Ability of the Casket of Ancient Winters to turn the entire Jotunheim into a World of Ice and Snow most suitable for the Frost Giant Race to live in.
Those Giant branches that once stood as rivals to the Frost Giants either disappeared into History or moved far away, lingering on in some unknown Corner.
It can be said that the glory of the Frost Giant Race was built upon the Divine Artifact, the Casket of Ancient Winters.
But in the war between Jotunheim and Asgard back then, Jotunheim was defeated, and Odin snatched the Casket of Ancient Winters.
Today's Jotunheim, the frozen Earth is melting, and in some places, Giants from other branches have begun to become active.
Laufey didn't know what purpose these fellow tribesmen, who had been oppressed by the Frost Giants for thousands upon thousands of years, had, but he didn't want to wait any longer, nor did he have Time to wait. He needed to get the Casket of Ancient Winters back before Jotunheim's environment completely changed. For this, he even personally rushed to Asgard.
The Frost Giants had shed enough Blood for Odin and the Aesir on the Nine Realms battlefield. This Price was enough to get back what originally belonged to them.
However, that damned old fellow Odin, not only did he not agree to his Conditions, he even let that Madman Hela insult him! Laufey, the Leader of the Frost Giant Race, stood at the bow of the Dreadnought. Thinking of the humiliation he suffered in Asgard, a cold current spread from the railing he was holding onto, extending towards the ship's Body, even freezing the Sea Surface within dozens of miles of the ship.
The Frost Giant Race lives in the world of Ice and Snow in Jotunheim, so they naturally had a Contingency Plan for this situation long ago. Hundreds of giant Warships directly lifted off the Water Surface and flew into the Sky.
Approximately five Earth days later, the Frost Giant Race's Warships had traveled one-third of the journey. In a few more days, they would be able to return to Jotunheim.
Laufey planned to go to Muspelheim to meet Surtur, his Ally, upon his return.
Although he disliked this Fire Demon, the enemy of his enemy was his friend. Hela's reappearance in Asgard was not good news for them.
Laufey was standing on the Deck, deep in thought, when suddenly, in the distance, the Sea Surface was swept by a Gale and struck by Lightning. On the distant Sea Surface, a Throne stood in The Void.
A handsome young man sat on the Throne, looking down at their Fleet with folded arms.
Laufey narrowed his Eyes and waved his hand, signaling his Subordinates to be Wary. This handsome young man's appearance was suspicious.
"Who are you? Why are you blocking our Way out?"
The handsome young man stretched lazily and stood up from the Throne. Behind him, hundreds of black Wings faintly spread out. The Wings emitted countless black Radiance, instantly seeming to envelop the entire Waterway, which was like a Vast Ocean.
"What, you just took down the Heaven Dimension and killed that old fellow Yahweh, and you don't recognize me anymore?"
Laufey felt the dense Hell Aura and the pervasive smell of sulfur. His heart was suddenly startled. He pointed at the handsome young man with his Finger and said, "You are Lucifer!"
In Hell, the only Demon related to Yahweh, that God, that he could think of was Lucifer, the Fallen Angel.
A hint of Blood color flowed in the depths of the handsome young man's Eyes, but his face sank. "It seems you know me, which is even better. Although that old thing Yahweh is my enemy, I absolutely will not allow him to die at the hands of some random nobodies. Since you killed him, then you shall be buried with him!"
Laufey's face was grim. This was an undeserved calamity. He couldn't help but roar angrily, "It was Odin who killed Yahweh! If you want Revenge, go to Asgard and find Trouble with the Aesir! Why are you blocking our Way out here? Our Giant Race also has irreconcilable hatred with the Aesir!"
The handsome young man shook his Head. "I will find Odin, but I must first clip his wings! You, his Faction in the Nine Realms!"
As soon as the handsome young man finished speaking, countless Angels flew out from Behind one's Back. The Wings of these Angels were different from the white-winged Angels the Frost Giants encountered on the Nine Realms battlefield. These Angels' Wings were strikingly Blood red.
Dense Blood Angels, like a Blood cloud, enveloped the Frost Giants' Fleet.
"Attack!"
Laufey waved his large hand, and countless firing ports appeared on the hundreds of Frost Giant Warships with a *clicking/cracking sound*. From these firing ports, ice-blue Frost Rays shot out simultaneously.
*Chichichichichi—*
Along with the sound of the Rays shooting out, many Blood Angels were hit by these Frost Rays and instantly turned into Ice Sculptures, falling from High Altitude onto the Sea Surface.
From these Dreadnoughts, it could be seen that the Strength the Frost Giant Race preserved on the Nine Realms battlefield was not insignificant.
These Dreadnoughts were the Frost Giant Race's troop transports and their Attack Warships. These Warships not only possessed amphibious, land, and air combat capability but also, based on the Casket of Ancient Winters, developed Frost Rays that could emit terrifying low temperatures of minus two hundred degrees Celsius, enough to turn any Carbon-Based Life into an Ice Sculpture.
Hundreds of Warships, each with hundreds of firing ports. Every Attack from the Warship cluster could tear off a large chunk from the Blood cloud in the Sky.
Laufey stood at the bow of the ship, looking at "Lucifer," and said loudly, "Our Giant Race does not want to go to war with you, Lucifer. You clear the way, and we will go our separate ways. Perhaps we can cooperate in the future! You should know that our Giant Race and the Aesir have always had a strained relationship!"
"Scapegoat!?"
*Rumble!* The Dreadnoughts carrying the Frost Giants sailed on a Vast Ocean. This Waterway, following Asgard, could reach most Worlds in the Nine Realms, naturally including Jotunheim.
If viewed from Asgard's perspective, this Water Flow, like a Waterfall, was in a vertical state from top to bottom. However, once it left Asgard, the Waterway in The Void, which resembled a Vast Ocean, was a Plane with the Sea Surface as its level.
As for whether it was scientific or not, this Waterway running through Yggdrasil was clearly outside the realm of scientific Explanation.
Jotunheim is the Territory of the Giant Race. Giants are naturally not just the Frost Giants. There are Hill Giants, Bronze Giants, Fire Giants, Fish Giants, and so on.
There are more than a dozen branches of Giants throughout Jotunheim. However, because the Frost Giants had the largest numbers, Jotunheim gradually became the Hometown of the Frost Giants.
The reason the Frost Giants ruled Jotunheim back then was that the Frost Giant Chieftain of that generation obtained the Casket of Ancient Winters, a Divine Artifact.
He used the Ability of the Casket of Ancient Winters to turn the entire Jotunheim into a World of Ice and Snow most suitable for the Frost Giant Race to live in.
Those Giant branches that once stood as rivals to the Frost Giants either disappeared into History or moved far away, lingering on in some unknown Corner.
It can be said that the glory of the Frost Giant Race was built upon the Divine Artifact, the Casket of Ancient Winters.
But in the war between Jotunheim and Asgard back then, Jotunheim was defeated, and Odin snatched the Casket of Ancient Winters.
Today's Jotunheim, the frozen Earth is melting, and in some places, Giants from other branches have begun to become active.
Laufey didn't know what purpose these fellow tribesmen, who had been oppressed by the Frost Giants for thousands upon thousands of years, had, but he didn't want to wait any longer, nor did he have Time to wait. He needed to get the Casket of Ancient Winters back before Jotunheim's environment completely changed. For this, he even personally rushed to Asgard.
The Frost Giants had shed enough Blood for Odin and the Aesir on the Nine Realms battlefield. This Price was enough to get back what originally belonged to them.
However, that damned old fellow Odin, not only did he not agree to his Conditions, he even let that Madman Hela insult him! Laufey, the Leader of the Frost Giant Race, stood at the bow of the Dreadnought. Thinking of the humiliation he suffered in Asgard, a cold current spread from the railing he was holding onto, extending towards the ship's Body, even freezing the Sea Surface within dozens of miles of the ship.
The Frost Giant Race lives in the world of Ice and Snow in Jotunheim, so they naturally had a Contingency Plan for this situation long ago. Hundreds of giant Warships directly lifted off the Water Surface and flew into the Sky.
Approximately five Earth days later, the Frost Giant Race's Warships had traveled one-third of the journey. In a few more days, they would be able to return to Jotunheim.
Laufey planned to go to Muspelheim to meet Surtur, his Ally, upon his return.
Although he disliked this Fire Demon, the enemy of his enemy was his friend. Hela's reappearance in Asgard was not good news for them.
Laufey was standing on the Deck, deep in thought, when suddenly, in the distance, the Sea Surface was swept by a Gale and struck by Lightning. On the distant Sea Surface, a Throne stood in The Void.
A handsome young man sat on the Throne, looking down at their Fleet with folded arms.
Laufey narrowed his Eyes and waved his hand, signaling his Subordinates to be Wary. This handsome young man's appearance was suspicious.
"Who are you? Why are you blocking our Way out?"
The handsome young man stretched lazily and stood up from the Throne. Behind him, hundreds of black Wings faintly spread out. The Wings emitted countless black Radiance, instantly seeming to envelop the entire Waterway, which was like a Vast Ocean.
"What, you just took down the Heaven Dimension and killed that old fellow Yahweh, and you don't recognize me anymore?"
Laufey felt the dense Hell Aura and the pervasive smell of sulfur. His heart was suddenly startled. He pointed at the handsome young man with his Finger and said, "You are Lucifer!"
In Hell, the only Demon related to Yahweh, that God, that he could think of was Lucifer, the Fallen Angel.
A hint of Blood color flowed in the depths of the handsome young man's Eyes, but his face sank. "It seems you know me, which is even better. Although that old thing Yahweh is my enemy, I absolutely will not allow him to die at the hands of some random nobodies. Since you killed him, then you shall be buried with him!"
Laufey's face was grim. This was an undeserved calamity. He couldn't help but roar angrily, "It was Odin who killed Yahweh! If you want Revenge, go to Asgard and find Trouble with the Aesir! Why are you blocking our Way out here? Our Giant Race also has irreconcilable hatred with the Aesir!"
The handsome young man shook his Head. "I will find Odin, but I must first clip his wings! You, his Faction in the Nine Realms!"
As soon as the handsome young man finished speaking, countless Angels flew out from Behind one's Back. The Wings of these Angels were different from the white-winged Angels the Frost Giants encountered on the Nine Realms battlefield. These Angels' Wings were strikingly Blood red.
Dense Blood Angels, like a Blood cloud, enveloped the Frost Giants' Fleet.
"Attack!"
Laufey waved his large hand, and countless firing ports appeared on the hundreds of Frost Giant Warships with a *clicking/cracking sound*. From these firing ports, ice-blue Frost Rays shot out simultaneously.
*Chichichichichi—*
Along with the sound of the Rays shooting out, many Blood Angels were hit by these Frost Rays and instantly turned into Ice Sculptures, falling from High Altitude onto the Sea Surface.
From these Dreadnoughts, it could be seen that the Strength the Frost Giant Race preserved on the Nine Realms battlefield was not insignificant.
These Dreadnoughts were the Frost Giant Race's troop transports and their Attack Warships. These Warships not only possessed amphibious, land, and air combat capability but also, based on the Casket of Ancient Winters, developed Frost Rays that could emit terrifying low temperatures of minus two hundred degrees Celsius, enough to turn any Carbon-Based Life into an Ice Sculpture.
Hundreds of Warships, each with hundreds of firing ports. Every Attack from the Warship cluster could tear off a large chunk from the Blood cloud in the Sky.
Laufey stood at the bow of the ship, looking at "Lucifer," and said loudly, "Our Giant Race does not want to go to war with you, Lucifer. You clear the way, and we will go our separate ways. Perhaps we can cooperate in the future! You should know that our Giant Race and the Aesir have always had a strained relationship!"
