Warhammer wizard at Hogwarts

Mimir was startled by the sudden explosion of thunder, and his whole head fell on the table. He cursed loudly: "Damn it! This is the time!"

"Father, who will be coming?" Atreus drew his bow and arrow, his arms even though they were immature, but as steady as a rock.

Kratos glanced at the Leviathan Ax quickly and covertly, and after confirming that the ax blade had no damage, he cast a fearful look at Ohm who was sitting quietly on the chair, and said to his son: "No matter what it is, Now, stay behind me."

Ohm made a "please" gesture to Kratos, then closed his eyes and put his hands into a cloak made of countless eagle feathers.

During this period of time, he was really tired. Even if it was only for a short time, he would close his eyes and rest his mind. At the same time, he would use this short period of meditation to think about how to make use of the upcoming Ragnarok.

Ragnarok is not a prophecy, but an established fact in the long river of destiny. If prophecies are the splashes caused by people on the bank throwing stones into the river, then what is destined to happen is the river itself.

This is an inevitable war that runs through the nine realms. All races are competitors with each other, just to survive to the end and reap the favor of fate.

Fortunately... I am not a small stone, nor a bystander on the river bank, but a meteorite that can burn the earth's surface.Regardless of whether destiny is willing or not, it must change its course in front of me and flow in the direction I want!

But in this case, I have to intervene in this war...

Kratos glanced at Ohm fearfully. He had just pushed the frost power of the Leviathan Ax to the extreme, mustering up all his strength to attack with a chopping attack that would have split even mountains, but he was The man used one finger -

A finger without any magic waves!

He blocked it so lightly!

This made Kratos feel a sense of long-lost consternation, and his brain almost instinctively began to think about ways to deal with this man, but he quickly reacted and stopped the thinking process.

Although this man was angry because of Mimir's lies, he did not attack, only defended.

Most importantly, the man did not lay a hand on Atreus.

Kratos is no longer the beast that killed the gods for revenge. His son has become the most important part of his life. As long as this man does not attack Atreus, the old God of War will not become his enemy. reasons.

bang bang bang! ! !

The knock on the door sounded again. Compared to Om's gentle knock, the fist hammering on the door panel at this moment was violent and rude, completely exuding an aura of impatience and anxiety.

Kratos strode over and opened the door, and the wind and snow that kept licking the earth poured into the house instantly.

The first thing he saw was an old man with a bright head wearing a gold-embroidered shawl. The old man's forehead was almost completely bald, his hairline was severely receding, and his sallow skin was stretched tightly on his bones like parchment. His eyes were covered by a leather goggle, and his small and shrewd left eye shone sharply.

Behind the old man was a bearded and pot-bellied man with reddish-brown hair.It's really strange that he was so big, but just now he was almost completely obscured by the old man's thin body.If he hadn't raised his dejected head and glanced at Kratos, the old God of War would have almost ignored him.

"who are you?"

Although Kratos has recognized the identities of the two people, he does not want the two gods to introduce themselves openly. That means leaving the rhythm of the conversation in the hands of the other party. With the best of intentions, this choice can be fatal.

"Someone related to you." The old man said briefly. When he saw the expression on Kratos's face, he closed his remaining left eye forcefully and pointed his thumb over his shoulder at the strong man behind him, "Okay. , he is Thor, and I—"

"He is the biggest liar in the Nine Realms! A smooth-talking bastard!" Mimir suddenly roared, opening and closing his mouth so violently that he almost bounced off the table with his chin.

"Ah, isn't this my cutest old partner?" A hint of evil flashed in the old man's one eye, "It seems that you are not satisfied with the modifications I have made to your body."

"Brother!" Mimir said to Kratos, his yellow eyes still staring at the old man fiercely, "This guy is just a bed bug who farts continuously! Even if this guy says that snow is white, you must not believe him!"

"What a brilliant motto for awakening the world, old man." The old man said sarcastically, and just as he was about to walk into the house, a pale palm pressed his chest.

Kratos looked down at the old man's head and said indifferently: "You haven't told me who you are yet."

"Brainless..." The old man opened his arms and took a step back, indicating that he had no ill intentions. "I am none other than Odin, the king of the gods, the master of Asgard (the country of the Asa clan), and the builder of the Hall of Valor. , Conqueror of the Nine Realms——"

"You're lying." Atreus suddenly said, "Jotunheim (the country of giants) was not conquered by you, you can't even find where it is. Neither was Vanaheim (the country of the Vanir Protoss), and there are still people there. Resist your rule."

Odin's eyes looked extremely gloomy for a moment, but a smile appeared at the corner of his mouth: "What a sharp-tongued and quick-thinking young man. It just so happens that what I came here for today has something to do with you. Sir, you ……Um?"

He looked at Ohm, his pupils shrank suddenly, and he quickly looked away.

Ohm was still sitting on the bench, his eyes were lightly closed, with a faint golden light shining through the gaps in his eyelids, as if he was asleep, without any indication of the arrival of Odin and Thor.

"What are you doing here?" Kratos asked like an annoying doorman.

Thor spoke for the first time, his voice rumbling like his divine power: "You killed two of my sons... and you still dare to ask us why we are here?"

"Quiet! Thor!" Odin said sternly, "Manny and Modi are just two losers. They will die if they die, but my son -"

He suddenly approached Kratos, his one eye widened, as if it was about to jump out of his socket: "My son! God of light! Baldur! He is indeed crazy, but so what? I still have room for use. "How could you just," he held his hands tightly, "crush his neck when you're looking at him?"

Without waiting for Kratos to speak, Odin squeezed directly into the room, sat down next to Ohm, and said softly: "I know you are very strong, and even the Winter of Fimbul cannot match your power. But I It is recommended that you do not interfere in the affairs of the Asa Protoss. Anyone who wants to step into the long river of destiny will not end well."

+That's interesting. +

Ohm opened his eyes, and under Mimir's shocked gaze, he said to Odin: +How do you know that I'm not here to help you destroy 'Twilight of the Gods'? +

Facing the rolling river of destiny, the God of All Opportunities will transform into a boulder and step into the torrent!