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Laufey would certainly not miss this opportunity, and he was willing to give the other party that opportunity.

but now,

He needs to deal with other troubles first.

"Hmph, even if you are a god among mortals, you are only a god of the human realm, while I am the ruler of all nine realms!"

"Fine, seeing how barren and pitiful the central courtyard is, I'll take pity on you and give you some things!"

Loki mentally prepared himself, and then obediently went to the Asgardian vault.

Looking at the treasures with their glorious history, Loki hesitated for a long time before finally settling on two items.

"These two things, it should be fine to take them, right?"

Chapter Sixty: I'll count to three, to hand it in or not!

Hey, Aaron!

"Haha, come and see my friends!"

Aaron had just left the hotel.

Then I heard Thor's familiar, loud voice.

Aaron looked over and saw that there were three men and one woman behind Thor, dressed in armor similar to that of ancient Vikings.

Seeing that Thor had specially brought them here, the group couldn't help but look at each other in bewilderment.

"He should just be a Midgard man, right?"

"I am puzzled," said Vandal, a master swordsman.

Thor was a true warrior; ordinary Asgardians were not even worthy of meeting him, let alone being treated with such kindness.

What magic does this man possess?

Sif's eyes sparkled. "But he's handsome, incredibly handsome!"

Fandall subconsciously touched his face, "He's a little worse than me."

"Fandall, when did you become so shameless? Maybe you should take a look in the mirror over there."

Sif glanced at him and pointed to the reflective glass of the restaurant next door.

Fandall rolled his eyes. "Those noble ladies and ladies have sharp eyes."

"Ha!" Sif tossed her head and ignored her.

Vostagg looked at Aaron's thick muscles and said, "At least in Midgard, he is definitely a warrior!"

Thor laughed heartily upon hearing this, "You all stop guessing."

"This is Aaron. He is no ordinary person from Midgard. He is the Storm God of Midgard, a god among mortals, a member of the Celestials, and the lord of the Crystal Palace pantheon!"

"He is a powerful divine warrior!"

Upon hearing this, the three immortals and Sif both clicked their tongues in amazement.

These titles all sound quite deceptive.

Even if some of them had never heard of it,

But the God of Storms and the Celestials are household names!

Thor is the storm god of Asgard!

And the Celestials are the nobles among the gods!

"Aaron, allow me to introduce you to Lady Sif and the Warriors Three of Asgard, my friends!"

"They are all true warriors, fighting alongside me across the Nine Realms, and we will be invincible!"

As he spoke, Thor winked at Aaron, "Don't underestimate Sif just because she's a woman; she became the kingdom's most valiant and skilled warrior!"

"Hello, God of the Human Realm, you are very handsome!"

Sif extended her hand generously, "I heard this is the etiquette of your Midgard? I think we can do as the Romans do."

If it were anyone else, Sif naturally wouldn't offer to shake hands.

Such etiquette doesn't exist in Asgard.

Moreover, she disdains to get close to ordinary people.

But Aaron is different. He is also a god, perhaps even the king of Midgard, and very handsome!

Sif wouldn't mind meeting a divine companion.

Although he didn't know Aaron's true strength, seeing how enthusiastic Thor was, he must be quite formidable.

Those whom Thor approves of are his friends; given Thor's discerning eye, they are certainly not bad.

Aaron shook hands with her. "Ms. Sif, you are very beautiful. If I may ask, are you married?"

Sif wasn't embarrassed at all; instead, she said nonchalantly, "My destiny is the battlefield, unless the opponent is stronger than me!"

The other three warriors of Asgard laughed heartily.

Thor suddenly said, "Sif, you'd better think this through. Aaron is very powerful, much more powerful than you!"

Sif paused, glancing at Aaron a few more times, seemingly observing his strengths besides his good looks.

The three warriors of Asgard, however, did not come out.

Thor looked somewhat bewildered.

They vaguely knew that Frigga's idea was to have Sif marry Saul and become the new queen of pop.

Are you sure you're not joking?

Thor, of course, had no idea what they were thinking. He wasn't interested in Sif at all; he only considered her a friend, a good buddy.

Otherwise, he wouldn't have met Jane Foster and established a relationship with her in less than a day or two after descending to the mortal realm.

Now Thor is simply doing what he said before, introducing Aaron to powerful Asgardian women.

At least, Sif is strong enough to withstand the blessings of the strong.

And the woman in the courtyard?

Forget it, just look at it. If we were really together, we'd be more solid than paper dolls.

“Let me tell you, Aaron helped me a lot. If it weren’t for him, I wouldn’t have been able to get my hammer back and reclaim my power so easily.”

As he spoke, Thor opened his hands wide, seemingly clasping them together.

In an instant,

With a piercing whooshing sound, a gold hammer and a silver hammer obediently came into Thor's hands.

"Look, Aaron gave this to me!"

"My God, two Mjolnir!"

Sif and the others stared in disbelief, looking at Aaron with confusion and even doubt, "How did you do that?"

Before Aaron could speak, Thor quickly added:

"Aaron was still the river god. In a flash, he pulled three Mjolnir swords out of the water. I could tell at a glance that these two were my Mjolnir swords!"

Thor skillfully wielded the small hammer, which gleamed in the sunlight.

The familiar flashes of lightning proved that these two hammers also possessed the power of thunder.

"Thor, I warned you to choose carefully."

Aaron reminded him again, "This is the choice you made; these are the hammers you value."

Thor raised the hammer. "Don't worry, they're all great! I can feel their intense love for me!"

Under the sunlight, Thor squinted, feeling that something was amiss.

The hammer... seems a bit too small, and a bit flat?

No, it must be an illusion!

They are all perfect.

"Could it be that you used a clone spell? Split the hammer into three parts? And they're even physical... Even a god-king couldn't do that."

Sif sighed.

In their eyes, Odin was invincible and the strongest in the Nine Realms.

But Odin was indeed unable to conjure more of Thor's hammer.

Every powerful artifact must undergo a lengthy design process, be personally crafted by the Dwarf King over a long period of time, and then be enchanted by Odin himself before a similar kingly weapon can be created.

"Can you interpret this as... matter recombination?"

"As long as you can figure out the magic on it, it's not difficult to forge a Mjolnir."

Aaron explained simply.

That's what they say, but nobody thinks it's easy.

The mere recombination of matter is a power that ordinary people and even gods cannot imagine.

They were amazed by the small glimpse Aaron had casually revealed, and felt even more strongly that Aaron truly deserved Thor's high regard for him.

"You must be a great mage!"

Hogan said seriously.

Although Fandall couldn't accept the fact that Aaron was more handsome than him, he quite agreed with Hogan's words.

"He's at least far more powerful than Loki, who claims to be the greatest sorcerer in the Nine Realms!"

"I still can't accept that he's become the acting God-King. Thor, you have to go back immediately!"

"The Allfather is still asleep. If you go back, you will surely be hailed as the new king by everyone, instead of letting that bastard Loki swagger around!"

Fandall disliked Loki.

They wanted Loki to pardon Thor's sins, but he insisted that as a new king, his first decree could not contradict his father's, and firmly rejected their request.

"That bastard Loki is just worried that Thor's return will threaten his throne!"

Hogan was indignant.

"Isn't Father dead?"

"Dead? No! He's just fallen into Odin's Sleep and needs to rest for a while..."

Before Fandral could finish speaking, a familiar fluctuation suddenly came from the sky.

Aaron gazed at the sky,

He saw a golden light piercing through the endless universe, coming from an unknown place.

"You have more 'friends' coming down."

"A friend? Could it be Heimdall?"

Thor was puzzled, as his best friends in Asgard were Sif and the Warriors Three.

Loki used to be one, but not anymore.

Besides them, who else would risk such a terrible offense, or even be branded a traitor, to see him, the exile?

"It was a person wearing full armor, with golden eyes that radiated an aura of destruction."

Aaron's eyes pierced through the golden light and he saw the figure.

"My God, you can see what he looks like so quickly? That's the light of the Rainbow Bridge!"

Sif clicked her tongue in amazement.

"Are you still Heimdall of Midgard?"

"Could it also be the guardian deity of the Midgard?" Vostagg added.

Aaron pondered, “If you really want to think about it, then you can consider me as…the embodiment of everything.”

Sif thought for a moment, "Almighty God?"