Chapter 290 The Strongest Warrior in the Nine Realms

  The Howlett family will gather at the old house in Edmond on certain days every year, and have a dinner like the most ordinary extended family. This has been a tradition that has lasted for decades.

   For more than a century, James has never forgotten the promise he made to the old Mr. Howlett before his death.

At nightfall, with the black and red light door opened by Azazzo, the Steves, Mrs. Eric and Eric's family were sent away one by one, and then disappeared with Raven and his son Kurt in a teleportation. The house gradually returned to calm.

  The study room on the top floor is the place where James spends the longest time alone. Except for his wife Emma and every housekeeper who will occasionally go in to tidy up and clean up, no one can enter without permission.

   But when James walked up the stairs on the third floor, he already noticed the presence of others in the study.

  A blood-red swinging skirt dragged on the quaint and wide mahogany floor with the movement of the slender high heels.

   After dinner, Jean Gray did not leave the mansion, nor did she return to the guest room to rest.

  His hands behind his back, blinking emerald green eyes, searching for something on the bookcases as high as the roof. Hearing the sound of footsteps outside the study, he gradually walked not far behind him, but he still didn't turn around, still focusing on the thousands of books on the shelf.

   "You said, I can come in at will." Qin's tone was exceptionally natural.

   "Yes, as I said, any time is fine."

  James put his hands in his pockets and looked at the back of Qin calmly. The red hair and white shoulders that hung down the waterfall had been left in the depths of his memory many, many years ago.

   "Well~ I found it, why did you put it in the bookshelf?"

  Qin finally found a booklet with "Jamie" written on the old leather spine. She raised her eyebrows lightly, and slowly took out the photo album that was originally placed in the top drawer of the desk.

  James didn't say anything, just watched the photo album floating in the air flip to the end, and a black and white photo jumped out from between the title pages.

   "Do you know James, if it weren't for this photo, maybe it was just a spring dream buried in the girl's heart, and it wouldn't become a mark that is deeply imprinted in my mind today."

  Qin lowered her eyebrows and bit her lips lightly, flipping over the photo in her hand to James, the light in her eyes was flickering and uncertain.

  I don’t know when, Jean Gray no longer respectfully called him “Mr. Howlett”, but just called James’ name. After pondering for a while, she then asked softly:

".who is she?"

  In the photo, in addition to a giant man with messy hair like an iron tower, there is also a young woman whose appearance is at least 80% similar to Jean Gray, leaning close to James.

  She was wearing a light long skirt that was not suitable for a lady in the nineteenth century, without a huge waist and hoop chest. Her long hair was coiled up, and the long hair hanging on both sides was slightly curled. Her eyes were agile, like a deer.

   "She is a poorly qualified maid who grew up with me, and I treat her like a little sister, so she is always the same"

  James stared at the photo and walked slowly to Qin. When he took the photo from her hand, their fingertips touched lightly for a moment.

  “.Her name is Rose O’Hara, and she is the one who has devoted her whole life to me. Well, if it weren’t for this black and white photo, you can’t see her long bright red hair and emerald green eyes. You are almost exactly the same.”

James raised his eyes and shifted his eyes from the shadow in the photo to Qin's face. Their eyes finally met, and a trace of golden flame suddenly flickered behind Qin Gray. Panting, the girl's cheeks became hunched like drunk red.

   "Phoenix" took a light step forward with her toes, and her upturned cheeks got closer to James.

   "You should know, I can't last long."

  Boom.

  The crimson life energy and the orange flames of the hellfire intertwined and intertwined, appeared from the pupils of James' eyes, and escaped from every inch of his skin.

  The power that was showing signs of running-in was very unstable and exploded and distorted, bit by bit suppressing the slight energy leaked from the "Phoenix".

  James patted Qin's head lightly, and said softly:

   "It's me who needs to persist."

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  The source of the Rainbow Bridge, Asgard God's Domain.

  Loki, the youngest son of God King Odin, strode in the dome corridor of the Golden Palace. He was dressed in gold and green protoss armor and matched his handsome and thin figure. His gait was extraordinarily chic and neat.

   But when he passed by a barbaric palace built of golden boulders like knives and axes, he suddenly bowed his body cautiously, and walked forward as if he was afraid of making a noise.

   "Rocky!"

  The thick and rough shout like a bell suddenly exploded, and Loki was still found.

  Gritting his teeth with a depressed face, he muttered a few words softly, and quickly pretended to be idle and joking as if he had changed a mask, and said with a bright smile:

   "Oh! Hehe, what can I do for you? My dear brother."

  A pair of big bare feet stepped on the dark golden bricks and stones, only a piece of off-white curtain-like cloth covered the crotch, slanted on the shoulders.

  The man's overly burly and tall stature covered Loki with a big shadow. He was covered with thick long dirty golden hair, and his statue-like mighty face was covered with hairy golden beards from his cheeks to his chin.

  The exaggerated muscles on his body, piled up like layers of rocks, shone with oil, full of a strange metallic texture.

   The zenith and dome of God's Domain are still shining brightly at this moment.

Before nightfall, Thor, the eldest son of God King Odin, took a dark brown wine glass like a small wooden barrel, and drank it dry in one gulp, making people wonder whether the wine in it was Asgard's wine. Millennium fine wine.

   "Hm~ help me? Dear brother? Hehe, Loki, you have something to hide from me!"

  Sol and his younger brother Loki have almost no similarities in appearance. He narrowed his eyes slightly, staring at the brother whose eyes wandered for a moment, as if he had seen through his mind.

   "Come on, what a joke! Sol, I have nothing to lie to you, do I? I'm not like Vostagg who always likes to steal your good wine."

   Smiling, Loki thumped his brother's chest hard, making a muffled sound like hitting an elephant.

  Saul Odinson raised his chin with flickering eyes, as if half-accepting the statement, he nodded, and suddenly asked:

   "Where are you going!"

   "Oh, go to Mead-cough cough cough! Go to mother to practice magic."

   "Haha!" Sol laughed and grabbed his brother's thin shoulders, shaking his hand but almost broke Loki's bones.

   Seeing his younger brother's embarrassing look of accidentally slipping his mouth, the rough laughter became more hearty.

"Mead, Midgard, right? Ha! You can't fool my Loki. In the eyes of your brother, your little thought is as invisible as the legendary Jotunheim ice giant." !"

   "Alas, isn't it."

  Sol lightly poked his younger brother's chest with his finger, looking at Loki's dejected look, his eyes were full of complacency, but he continued to ask with some doubts:

   "Midegard, uh, the kingdom of mortals, what are you doing there? Are you going to play tricks on people again?"

   Seeing that his purpose had been seen through, Loki shrugged his shoulders completely giving up resistance, and came out helplessly with his mouth twitched.

   "Father asked me to invite a mortal who touched the 'Universal Rubik's Cube', oh no! Father said that he is not an ordinary human, but a real warrior with 'divine power'!"

   As soon as the words fell, Thor's hearty and laughing face suddenly became serious, and his blue eyes shone with a dangerous brilliance, like a beast that saw its prey.

   "You said. Father called him a real warrior?"

Only the last two words in Loki's reply caught Thor's attention. His temperament changed suddenly, and even Loki faintly felt the obvious electric tingle and invisible power in the surrounding space. pressure.

"Yeah. The father seems to respect him very much. Heimdall once said that he saw this human being fight against the **** lord Mephisto. Tsk tsk, it's amazing! Except for the father, no one in the Nine Realms has done this before." Wait for the feat. If there is nothing else, I will go first."

Tentatively stepping back, Loki seemed to be staying away from a roaring lion. As soon as he moved away from the gate of Thor's Temple of Thunder, he was suddenly grabbed by the wrist and slipped away like a chicken return.

   "Take me, go." Saul growled almost word for word.

   "This is not okay!"

   Loki shook his hand, but his wrist seemed to be clamped by the rune lock of God's Domain. Looking at his brother's expression of undeniable refusal, he explained helplessly:

   "Father said, let me go alone to invite this human being. He was worried that you would conflict with him, so he specifically asked me and Heimdall."

   "Hey! My good brother, my only real brother! Don't worry, I'm just going to see what that human warrior looks like, and I won't mess around!"

  Sol's expression changed in an instant, and even Loki, who was always eloquent and fickle, was taken aback. Seeing his brother's silly smile, he firmly shook his head.

   "That's impossible. I can't disobey my father's order! And even if I am willing, you won't be able to pass Heimdall who is in charge of the Rainbow Bridge."

Sol took his brother by the shoulders, and half dragged him into his palace full of wine barrels and stacks of rune boulders used to temper the body. The giant beds were scattered with sporadic Asgardian women. Obscene clothes.

  Sol coaxed for a long time, seeing that Loki still didn't let go, so he had to pout his cheeks and resorted to his "killer".

   "Loki, do you still remember that 'Little Snake'?"

   "Oh no, don't be those old **** again"

   Loki wailed and looked at his brother helplessly, lowered his head and covered his cheeks, while Sol, who was on the side, continued to follow his advice:

   "Hmph, you owe me that matter. I know you must have a solution in Heimdall, so let me accompany you. As long as we don't tell it, the king won't know about it!"

After a long while, seeing his younger brother finally nodding slightly, Sol twisted his neck abruptly, not noticing that Loki had a strange smile on his drooping head, and looked at the stone platform in the center of the Thunder God Palace, muttering muttered to himself:

   "Let me see who is the strongest fighter in the nine kingdoms."

   Hum!

  A silver-gray square one-handed hammer flew from the stone platform to Saul Odinson's palm.

   I'm sorry everyone, I went to the hospital with my dad yesterday and didn't pay attention to the leave instructions.

   The old man lost hearing in one ear. Fortunately, it was just a benign acoustic neuroma. We need to observe the growth rate before deciding whether to undergo surgery.

   There is one more chapter today, and I will make up for yesterday’s chapters in these two days.

  

  

  (end of this chapter)