Vol 2 Chapter 242: ·dusk!

Pandora's helplessness is undoubtedly for Skaha. But this helplessness is not to say that it is because of Skaha’s abuse of Pandora, etc. On the contrary, from the perspective of a teacher alone, Skaha is undoubtedly perfect. Relying on the identity of a mortal, he climbed to the peak that can be achieved as a god. The sweat and the suffering in it are unimaginable to ordinary people.
Through hardships, Skaha has acquired wisdom that ordinary people cannot match. There is also Skahana’s strong learning ability... The most obvious point is that during the period of exile in Northern Europe, Skaha has mastered the fourth generation of Lun... even through the fourth generation of Lun, The general posture of three generations of Lun has been reversed.
Under this circumstance, Pandora’s many confusions in spiritual practice can be clarified and resolved in three words in front of Skaha... Meeting a mentor and friend can be said to be one of the most fortunate things in this world. As a teacher of many heroes in Celtic mythology, Skaha can definitely surpass the whole Greece in terms of teaching level. It is even said that at this point, even the half-man Makuron, the sage mentor in Greek mythology, may not be able to compete with Skaha... without including the perverted situation of Hercules.
But what to say... maybe because of the first entry into Sparta, Skaha was highly united and strangely structured, even saying that Sparta had a high degree of existence in a political form that could not exist. interest of. And this interest subtly transferred to Hydera, the empire ruler, who created this miracle in the course of Skaha's research.
At the beginning, it was okay, just asking about what Hydera did before the establishment of Sparta. But when the two of them had known each other, Skaha began to focus on Pandora.
"Do you...have any thoughts on Hydera?"
When the smirk on Skaha's face asked Pandora, Pandora was still able to report that the face of Hill was incredible and shocked...
Although Pandora eventually panicked and roughed it up, but after that, whether it was Hill or Skaha when she talked about Hydera, she would have a weird expression on her face... It's just a lot of ridicule. As the Queen of Celtic's Shadow Kingdom, she knows better than anyone that the gods reproduce for pure blood. But Hill, who has never had a cold for Hydera, has a more complicated expression than Skaha... The feeling is like saying that all the vegetables in the vegetable field have been cleaned by a pig... …
That kind of look is like dead... even saying that whenever I think of it, Pandora will feel that Hill may run over and fight with his father... although it is impossible to win.
Thinking, Pandora shook his head strenuously, and then patted his cheek violently in Hydera's puzzled eyes. It seems that it is because of too much force, and even left two red glowing minibus palm marks on the bright face...
"What's wrong? My child?"
Looking suspiciously at Hydera in front of you, remembering the appearance, in Hydera's impression, Pandora has never been as sick as now... Is it because of Skaha? Although it is not clear, from the perspective of Skaha's character, and now Pandora's expression, it does not seem to be literal bullying or abuse.
With a long breath, Pandora could clearly feel his heart beating and beating because of messy thoughts because she didn't wear underwear.
After a moment of silence, Pandora pursed her lips. Then he raised his head in a difficult look and looked firmly at Hydera.
"Father, what do you think of Sister Hill?"
"???
Fortunately, Hydera is a snake or blue, otherwise a black question mark will be staged...
—In order to prevent my girlfriends and my father from facing each other, so I decided to send my girlfriends to my father’s bed to let them go to the dividing line —
Some are happy and some are sad. While Pandora was still preparing to contribute to her father's harem career, on the other side, the days in Northern Europe were getting harder and harder.
The frost giants who once came out to attack and hunt in blizzards have no action at all. The entire Great Wall is like a dividing line, dividing two different worlds-one side is a pedestrian who is absent Try to go to Sparta, where it is warm and has enough food. Even the guys who are full of muscles think about grabbing a large area of ​​land there... Well, this kind of guys generally become a tool for the Spartan army Liwei. Others are caravans buying food... No matter what the weather is, people still have to survive. But in this endless stream, the brightly lit and lively opposite is the other side of the Great Wall.
The Frost Giants have not chosen to act after the winter of Fenrir... This is strange, because the Frost Giant’s favorite is killing and conquest. No one knows the nature of the Frost Giant better than a night watchman. Just like the tranquility before the snowstorm, everyone is waiting for the moment when the frost giants come out of the nest... this is the most terrifying. Nothing can be more frightening than the stagnation and whizzing dark clouds before the storm.
All disasters seem to be silhouettes, and there are only a few people who can feel the peace before the storm. Most people can only see the small piece of happiness in front of their eyes. And this small piece of happiness is often called the carnival before destruction. As now, with the deepening of the Spartan army, the vast majority of Nordic people think that this disaster is about to pass...
But as everyone knows, this is just the beginning of a great disaster!
"Woo—"
Angels dressed in holy white robe sounded the horn of extinction.
It was a beam of light, a golden beam, like a spear of light penetrating the heavens and the earth, shining with golden flames, the very west of the atrium, and the area of ​​Yodenheim burst out. The flame radiance reflected reflected the entire Nine Realms! Under the light of fire, the ice and snow of the Great Wall, which is hundreds of meters away, melts! And it was none other than those who danced wildly and laughed madly, it was the of fire and mischief that disappeared before the winter of Fenrir-Rocky!
"Die, die! Die!!!!"
Tormented and ruined by Odin, Loki growled madly.