Chapter 237 (1/2)

Musbeheim is worthy of the name of the country of fire. Hot lava can be seen everywhere, and the air has been filled with the smell of sulfur.

Red magma flows between gray and black stones, and thick yellow smoke is scattered in the sky. The high temperature makes it impossible to see any vegetation here, and it is difficult for ordinary life to survive in this harsh environment.

But for sol, the temperature at this level could not do him any harm. He walked leisurely on musbeheim, which was like hell, and carefully searched for the traces of Sirte or his children.

Although the environment of musbeheim is bad, it does not mean that there are no creatures here. Otherwise, the ruler of Sirte still has no strength to rule. In Asgard's records, musbeheim also has its own society and army.

However, all Saul encountered at present are wild animals, and there are no intelligent creatures.

And because of the bad environment, the creatures that can survive here are not only tenacious, but also extremely fierce, which makes sol suffer a lot in the process of searching.

”What a disgusting place.”

Sol kicked a large lizard with a flaming body into the lava River and said angrily.

He has been wandering in musbeheim for more than ten days, but he can't even see a personal picture. Sol even began to doubt whether he was looking in the wrong direction. Maybe the flame giant in his dream didn't come from musbeheim.

Just as sol was retreating, a group of humanoid creatures like Coke suddenly appeared in front of him. They had all kinds of strange horns on their heads and were black all over, but there was a light of fire in the gap between their eyes and their chapped skin.

”Ow!”

The coke man made a strange roar and rushed to sol one after another.

However, the number of these coke men could not make up for the gap in strength. Sol waved the Thor hammer in his hand and easily solved the attack.

He grabbed the last coke man, threw him to the ground and forced him to ask, ”where's your leader?”

”Ow!”

Saul was answered by bursts of meaningless roars.

Seeing that he couldn't get clues from these strange humanoid creatures, sol smashed his head with a hammer and walked in the direction of the coke people.

After walking for more than ten minutes, sol came to a huge cave. The brave Thor of the art expert walked directly to the depths of the cave without thinking.

Walking down the cave Road, sol soon came to an open space. Due to the underground magma, the light here was not dim, even brighter than the surface with layers of thick fog and gradually falling into night.

In the deepest part of the cave, a flame giant was leaning against a simple Obsidian pedestal. His appearance was the same as the giant in Sol's dream and sirtel recorded in Asgard's Classics, but he was much smaller.

Even so, his figure is much larger than that of Sauer, about four or five meters high by visual inspection.

”Sol, son of Odin.” The flame giant slowly said, ”you seem to be looking for me?”

”Sirtel?” Sol clenched the Thor hammer in his hand and laughed, ”I thought you had been killed by my father half a million years ago.”

”I won't die until I finish my mission and destroy your home.”

Facing Sol's ridicule, sirtel didn't get angry, but calmly told his mission.

”According to the great prophecy of the gods at dusk, Asgard is destined to be destroyed in my hands.”