Chapter 339： 【Titan Star Crisis】

| | -> -> Even if she only considers her appearance, there are not many people who pursue El, not to mention that she is regarded as the goddess of herbal medicine by many people, so she has always attracted a lot of suitors, such as seeing a doctor more people.

Among these suitors of El, there are naturally many young talents, such as Haldo mentioned by Rowe.

Haldo was the son of the store manager who made the dragon leather armor for Luo Wei back then. He was a handsome, well-known and beautiful man who also made great achievements on the battlefield. I don't know how many women's dream lovers.

El shook his head: "No, after I rejected him a few times, he never came back."

Rowe nodded, hesitated for a moment and said, "El...Are you going to stay single forever?"

Looking at the entire universe, the fertility rate of higher races is generally low, and the willingness to marry of higher civilizations is generally low. Asgard is both a higher race and a higher civilization. It can be said that getting married and having children can be difficult.

Nevertheless, in the long years, most Asgardians were married at the age of a thousand, and should have children at the age of two or three thousand.

El is now more than 2,000 years old, and the suitors can circle Asgard twice, but still remain single, which is indeed rare in Asgard.

El was silent for a while, and when the candle was about to burn out, he found a new candle: "Isn't it good. Looking back on the life of my parents, I don't think there is enough to desire."

Luo Wei stretched out his finger and touched the candle, the flame rose and stabilized after a few beats.

El packed the tableware: "When are you leaving Asgard?"

"In a few days."

El smiled: "I'll cook you a hearty meal when I leave."

"Thank you, sister."

Almost no one thought that Thor was in a coma for several months. During this time, Frigga seemed to be in tears, and Odin was also emotionally unstable.

During this period, the most miserable person was undoubtedly little Loki, Thor was in a coma, and the stricter control from his parents and teachers was naturally concentrated on him, but it was self-inflicted.

On this day, Frigga was still by Thor's bedside.

"Bah..." Suddenly a strange sound came.

Frigg looked around suspiciously, but found nothing, and her son was still lying quietly on the bed.

Just when she was about to dispel her doubts, the abnormal sound came again: "呲呲..."

This time, Frigga heard the sound clearly, and the abnormal sound was actually coming from the little Thor. She was surprised and happy: "Tor?"

Immediately, she noticed that the abnormal noise was caused by small arcs that appeared on Little Thor for some reason.

These tiny arcs twirled and jumped, provoking a sound similar to birdsong or the friction of gold and stone. Although it was not large, it was slightly harsh.

"Crack!"

Suddenly, a finger-width thunderbolt burst out on Little Thor's forehead.

Immediately, he exclaimed like he was having a nightmare, opened his eyes suddenly, sat up from the bed, and tried so hard that he almost fell out, but fortunately Frigg hugged him in time.

Frigg stroked little Thor's cheek and cried with joy, "You finally woke up! Thor, my child."

Little Thor was stunned for a while, then scratched his head and asked in confusion, "Mother, what happened? I remember that I seemed to be climbing the Thunder Tree... No, I already picked the fruit."

"呲呲—"

At this moment, there was an uncontrollable electric arc on Little Thor's body. He noticed the electric arc in his hand and looked surprised: "This is?"

Frigga stared at the arc for a while, then smiled and said, "This is a gift from fate. Those who get through hard times often get the gift of fate."

Little Thor quickly reacted and was surprised: "I have awakened my divine power?"

"Yes, and you are still the youngest diviner in Asgard," said Frigga.

When Little Thor heard the words, he jumped up from the bed excitedly.

But Frigga's face turned serious: "But Thor, I want to tell you something."

Little Thor was obviously not in the mood to listen, jumping on the bed while waving his fist with an arc.

Frigga had no choice but to hold him and said, "Before you, the youngest Divine Power in Asgard was twenty-two years old, but in the end he only lived to twenty-four years old."

When Little Thor heard this, most of his excitement subsided immediately: "Why?"

"Because of pride." Frigga looked at Thor and spoke slowly, "My son, you should understand that divine power is only our weapon, not ourselves... A good self may be proud, but sharp Weapons are never worth it."

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Somewhere in the universe, a seemingly unremarkable planet is orbiting its star, day after day, year after year.

The name of this planet is Titan, the only territory of the Eternal Protoss.

In the huge universe, there are very few races that can be called Protoss. Pick any one of these races, and they all have countless galaxies as their territories.

A Protoss only has the territory of one planet, and it is also a mediocre planet that is not vast, which is obviously extremely abnormal.

In fact, at this moment, the Eternal Protoss is facing an unprecedented crisis, and it can even be said to be a desperate situation.

In a hall on Titan.

Dozens of Eternal Protoss are sitting together One of the bald-headed giants with purple skin is particularly conspicuous.

However, although he is tall and burly, his expression is calm and quiet, even a little bookish.

A thin middle-aged man was standing and speaking slowly, his voice heavy: "...after losing almost all of its territory for more than a thousand years, as a mediocre planet, its resources are almost unable to support the survival and reproduction of the Eternal Protoss. The most optimistic estimate is that we can survive on this planet for a hundred years."

"Is there only one hundred years left, sigh..." The leader of the crowd was a hazy figure, his body seemed to be covered with a layer of mist, he couldn't help sighing after hearing this.

"Lord Kronos, is there really no way to change the oath?" A person looked at him and asked.

Kronos was silent for a moment, and finally shook his head: "No, the power to maintain the oath includes the power of Odin and the power of the three Infinity Stones. No one can break such a strong barrier, we can only guard on Titan."

"Maybe we can think of a way after Odin's death, but a hundred years is too short. I think Odin can live for at least a thousand years."

The hall was quiet for a while, and the bald-headed strong man with purple skin suddenly said, "Grandfather."

Kronos looked at him: "Thanos, is there anything you want to say?"

"The Eternal Protoss must not annihilate the dead. Although it will be difficult to implement, there is no doubt that we have only one way to save ourselves now," Thanos said.

"How?" someone asked.