The Death Knell

The streets in the city were empty, just as Su Ming expected. Only a few old people and children remained in the city. A strange smell filled the streets, like a mixture of sea water and honey.

The civilians' reaction to seeing Odin was very different from that of Asgard. They hid one after another and peeked out from the cracks in the door, as if they were looking at some savage beast.

Su Ming looked at the port in the distance. The blue sea was constantly having waves, but Zemo was not in that direction.

It is said that Viper is the best at guerrilla tactics among Hydra. Her mobile warfare in the sewers is considered world-class, and now Zemo's stealth ability is also very troublesome.

It's hard to tell whether it's invisibility or illusion. When these abilities are combined with a smart person like Zemo, integrating into a city is like a drop of water flowing into the sea. It's even more difficult to find him in an unfamiliar place.

"Huh... The craftsmen should be older and more valuable, so they should still be in the city."

Gin stood up and dismounted, and identified the house numbers of the shops on both sides of the street. The street where the few people landed now sold various accessories and small ornaments.

Monaco was unable to help at this time, everything around him was too unfamiliar, so he took advantage of the break in the fight to start choking the rabbit.

Rabbits with bright red eyes and snow-white fur were constantly taken out of his hat and pockets. With tears streaming down his face, he killed them with his own hands and threw them on the street.

No matter how deep the relationship is, you cannot collect the body of the rabbit, otherwise the pain caused will be weakened and the effect of offsetting the cost will not be good.

Little did he know that his mentally ill behavior caused many peeping civilians to gently close the door.

They knew that the queen had gone to deal with Asgard, but at this time the queen did not come back. Instead, it was Odin who came, and brought with him a mage who kept killing rabbits. It looked like he would go on a killing spree in the next second.

The store is closed and you can hide at the counter or in the basement...

Gin recognized it for a while. She wasn't really familiar with these streets, but she quickly pointed to a shop.

"Boss, that old store over there has been there since I was born."

Su Ming did not hesitate, strode to the door of the store and knocked on the door. The door made of red wood was very beautiful. Although it was slightly old, it was full of simple and heavy feeling.

Bang bang bang... bang bang...

"Fellow, open the door. I am the God-King Odin. I won't give Vanaheim a shot!"

With the sound of knocking on the door, Su Ming shouted into the house very sincerely, while trying to judge through the crack in the door whether there was anyone inside.

"Boss, what you said is something they can't understand..." Ginjiu scratched her chin. She also learned Chinese from Su Mingcai after going to Earth.

Su Ming turned to look at her. He rarely knocked on the door during his actions. He usually used a big sword to deal with it. If he didn't say "fellow fellow, open the door", why should he say "demolition team is ready"?

Gin took two steps forward, replaced the boss's task of knocking on the door, and showed Su Ming a demonstration.

First of all, you should not knock on the door with the phalanges of the back of your hands. Instead, you should hit it with the palm of your hand. The sound should be loud and mellow.

Secondly, all stranger men here can be called brothers, and women can be called sisters, which makes them appear generous and close.

Finally, you can express your inner urgency by knocking on the door frequently. If necessary, you can kick with boots or chop with weapons, but you cannot climb through the windows. He will be regarded as a thief and will be despised and punished.

"The door is open, boss."

Gin withdrew his calves from the hole in the door panel, smiled and pushed his hair behind his ears, then opened the door and gestured to come in.

Su Ming sighed and walked into the room.

Different from the scene seen from the outside, the furnishings and displays inside the room are quite advanced. There are a lot of gold and gemstones on the workbench, and there is also a small machine tool that looks full of technology.

Of course, as a goldsmith's studio, it also has primitive equipment such as furnaces and crucibles, and it has the ability to transform a piece of gold ore into exquisite works of art.

"There are no traces of intrusion on the floor, except for our..." Su Ming glanced around, remembering the location of each item and the structure of the room, and spoke softly to Strangler: "The stove is still lit, find the person. "

Strangulation took over the action of the host's body. It walked directly towards the bookshelf on the side. After sniffing for a while, it pulled out several parchment volumes in order. The bookcase popped open to reveal the secret room behind it.

The parchment roll was stained with sweat, and by analyzing the concentration of grease and salt in the fingerprints, Strangler could decipher any mechanism that resembled a key sequence.

Control of the body returned to Su Ming, and he walked directly into the room.

A skinny old man was shivering in the corner. He was wearing a pair of glasses that were obviously much smaller than his face. There were many made-up accessories placed in the secret room, which were much more exquisite than those outside.

This is just a small treasure room. There is no safe. Coastal cities are not suitable for digging cellars, so we can only build a secret room.

But now the old man is hiding in the chamber just to hide from Odin, not from the Frost Giants and Zemo.

Su Ming could see the familiar emotion in the old man's eyes. What this man was afraid of were things he could recognize, not strange foreign enemies.

The mercenary raised his chin at the old man. Ginjiu nodded in understanding and went up to ask.

The answer was similar to Su Ming's expectation. The old man barely knew the color of his underwear. But not only him, but all the craftsmen in the city were safe, and Zemo did not reach out to them.

"Excuse me, please have a good rest."

Su Ming walked out of the secret room, pushed the bookshelf back to its original position, and nodded with satisfaction when he heard the mechanism locking into place with a 'click', and quickly left the shop.

Back on the street, he looked at the empty market, picked up a piece of fruit in front of a shop and took a bite. While eating, he thought, Zemo's goal seemed not to be an artisan, so what else could it be?

At this moment, the mage, who had been immersed in the grief of the rabbit's death, suddenly stopped sobbing, and he blankly turned his face to the horizon.

The stars in the sky seemed like egg yolks poured into a funnel, forming a thin golden line that flowed directly to the ground.

Before Monaco could even draw Deathstroke's attention to the sky, the brightness was fleeting and the burning fireball disappeared in the blink of an eye.

The whole of Vanaheim was dark.

No matter how dull he was about magic, Su Ming could still feel the sudden darkening of the sky. He immediately asked the occult expert in the team:

"Cause? Direction?"

"The star has been taken away, over there." Monaco calmed down his breathing, shook his head and pointed to one side.

"Follow me!"

Gin and Monaco climbed onto the Pegasus, while Su Ming flew by himself, running towards the spot where the golden thread appeared when the sun disappeared.

Everything around was shrouded in darkness. This instant change caused panic in the city. People hiding at home seemed to have walked out of their homes immediately, kneeling down to pray that the dead Frey could protect his people.

However, the prayer seemed to have the opposite effect. A large number of Frost Giants took advantage of the night and rushed onto the streets from unknown dark corners.