Chapter 3737

"The person who can unscrew the can with his bare hands is the kind of canned fruit on earth, right? Ah, this is really a bit high. We light elves are not very good at physical work..."

The flower fairy's eyes were immediately attracted by the colorful and beautiful sugar beans. While thinking, she kept staring at the sugar jar and said something ironic:

"I thought about it. Maybe I'm qualified. Let me go with you? Come on, help me get a canned yellow peach from Warner Heim. I'll open it to the supreme mage and prove my strength!"

With that, she put her two small fists on her hips and proudly raised her chin. Unexpectedly, she put out the pose commonly used in the collective appearance of the Justice League without a teacher.

“......”

Correspondingly, the supreme mage showed the same expression as the subway old man looking at his mobile phone.

That's right. Not all mages are from Kamata Taj. Compared with the Himalayan school who has practiced martial arts and fitness since childhood, most traditional mages are basically powerless.

Wanda's magic is very strong. Among many casters of marvel, it is among the best in terms of spell lethality.

But her physical strength, if not modified by chaos magic, is just an ordinary human girl level, maybe not as good as her sister Polaris.

Monak's situation is similar. As a mage, he is very strong and his willpower is absolutely strong, but his strength is the degree of holding a submachine gun. He can't even carry two base numbers of ammunition.

Konstantin, zatana, raven and other Witches of DC are not power characters. Even because of lung cancer, his strength may not be as strong as the queen Elsa in front of him.

Su Ming can't take the flower fairy queen underground at all. Although she should be good as a mage, if she deals with a group of trolls What mage do you want?

No one thinks that among the trolls with a brain the size of a walnut, someone can use super magic that can threaten the death knell?

"Of course, you light elves are not good at manual work. If you are good at it, it would not be the trolls who built the walls of Asgard and were in arrears." The death knell declined the flower fairy's kindness and didn't even want to see any can opening performance. He just wanted a guide with self-protection ability and bolder courage.

Why is it so difficult? Can't the light elves pick out one with rough skin and thick flesh?

"Hey, hey, that's right. Speaking of this, I think the trolls are a little pathetic." The queen fell down and asked the maids to roll up a huge map and give it to the death knell. She began to play with her braids: "but I suddenly remembered a suitable candidate. She will be able to help you, provided that if you don't mind that she is an ancient god, I heard that people in the atrium don't like gods very much."

The map is useless. Su Ming never forgets it. He has written down the location of each cave entrance.

He took out some of his home-made drinks as a second wave of gifts and put them on the table: "is there an ancient god in yarfheim? Why haven't I ever heard of VisANT or angboda?"

As a mage, the queen knows more secrets than other light elves. At least she doesn't have any special reaction after listening to angboda's respected name. She still looks like a sweet smile:

"Yes, at least she claims to be an ancient god from the atrium, and we are willing to believe her. After all, she is friends with us. She is really strong."

At this point, the Queen's head turned around as if looking for a reference. When she couldn't find it, she opened her arms and drew a big circle:

"Like this ~ ~ ~ thick tree, she can bite it off with one bite. It's powerful!"

"Bite off? Is she a god of Loa?" Diana has the most say in the gods, and she understands it when she hears this: "animal gods generally have the prototype in the reality of the earth. What is her noumenon?"

The queen of flower fairy took the jar containing multi flavor beans, took out a green one from it, smelled it, and casually replied:

"It's a squirrel. What's the matter?"

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When the red squirrel with a small handkerchief tied around her neck jumped onto the balcony of the palace, Su Ming looked at her expressionless.

Seeing this, the little squirrel tilted his head, bared his teeth, smiled and shook his tail. The mouse's face showed an embarrassed expression, which looked very cute.

She took out two pine nuts from her small mouth, grabbed one in each of her small claws, and walked towards the death knell holding it, as if she was going to return it and apologize.

The curved eyelashes trembled slightly. She looked at the man with pitiful eyes, like a poor little animal.

It's just that the pine nut is wet and stained with her saliva. It can't be ordered at all.

"Ratatoskr, are you pretending to be an ordinary squirrel with me? Ah? Your title of 'naughty messenger of the gods' is really right. You're really naughty."

Speechless Su Ming shook his head. He was not angry about a bag of pine nuts. The key was that the squirrel was Rocky's teacher. He especially liked lying and gossiping.

She is not a god of good or evil, but the most troublesome God of fun.

"You didn't ask what their name is, but it's not too late to know now. By the way, the death knell of the supreme mage from my distant hometown, welcome to yalfheim, a country I currently regard as my home, hee hee..."

The squirrel stopped pretending. Seeing the death knell, she called out her name directly, and didn't want to return the pine nut, she immediately stuffed the nut back into her mouth, bared her front teeth, smiled cunningly, and spoke standard London English.

"In fact, if you think about it carefully, you can see that in the twilight of the gods, alfheim neither took refuge in Sison and Seth, nor contacted me or angboda. How did it survive? So..." He took out a cigarette and lit it. Su Ming spoke with his legs crossed. He saw the red squirrel jump onto the table and began to put all kinds of fruits from the Queen's banquet into his mouth.

Her crop is like a space bag. Her body is small, but she can put countless things into her mouth without affecting her ability to speak at the same time:

"Of course, it's not these nervous light elves who saved themselves. I bit this' Leaf 'from the world tree. It's so smart, supreme mage, but in fact, alfheim left the world tree a little earlier. When there was a little' small flame 'under the world tree, I took him away. I was the first in the escape race. Ha Ha. "

The little squirrel is happy again. As a rodent born in ancient times, she can live to this day. Her perception of various dangers is much stronger than other animals.

Carol and Diana don't know what to say for the time being. They thought they were lovely wild animals. Who could have thought they were wild gods?

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