The Greece Antagonist-Chapter 973 - 78: Very Big, Very Soft, and... Prickly?_3

At this moment, Luo En, as though snapping out of a trance, turned and asked:

"Oh, right, what were you about to say?"

"Cough cough, I was going to say that the eyes of your Goddesses are bright and beautiful."

Solem, coughing, responded with a calm and collected demeanor.

Immediately after, he pointed to the prepared venue and urged excitedly:

"It’s about time. Let’s start the ceremony."

With that, the former Frost Giant King grabbed Thor’s wrist and dragged the beautiful bride to a frost-covered altar.

On the altar sat a clay jar inscribed with Secret Text.

Solem spat into the jar first, then stepped aside to signal the bride to do the same.

This was an ancient bonding ceremony, signifying that the vows made together were sacred and unchangeable (original text from Nordic Mythology).

Thor, without any psychological burden, did so.

What did marrying Freya have to do with him, Thor?

As the ceremony concluded, Solem dispelled the last sliver of doubt in his heart.

He eagerly wrapped his arms around his newlywed wife, ready to retreat indoors and consummate their union.

When Thor came to his senses, he smelled the pungent odor of animal hide and felt two icy claws wandering restlessly over his buttocks and back.

F***!

Thor shuddered, goosebumps erupting all over his body, and the Thunder God Power within him almost lost control, nearly blasting the molesting Solem to bits on the spot.

Seeing his nephew on the verge of exploding, Luo En quickly grabbed Solem’s wandering arm and shouted:

"Respect is mutual. The wedding is complete, but where is the item you promised? If you want to go back on your word, the marriage contract is void!"

With that, Luo En tugged on Thor’s arm, making a gesture as if to take the lady away:

"Goddess, you’ve been so sincere, yet these Frost Giants are so untrustworthy. Let’s leave!"

Seeing his chances of pleasure slipping away, the lust-blinded Solem became frantic:

"The item is here! I’ll fetch it right now!"

As he spoke, he hurriedly traced several Lun Runes on the wedding altar.

Accompanied by tremors of Aether Factor, the stolen Thunder God’s Hammer flew out from the opening Magic Circle Diagram and landed in Solem’s palm.

"Beauty, are you satisfied now?"

Solem, holding the Thunder God’s Hammer and grinning, placed his other hand on the Goddess of Love’s ample chest, daringly kneading it.

Mm, very large, very soft.

Seemingly not satisfied, that hand slipped into the clothing’s cleavage for deeper exploration.

Mm, very large, very soft, and a little... prickly?

The next moment, an agonizing pain shot up from his hand.

"Ow!"

Solem screamed miserably, his arm retracting from the Goddess’s neckline as if electrocuted, flailing wildly.

"What is this thing? Get off me!"

Seeing the orange slimy creature clung tightly to his arm, Solem was shocked and furious, and instinctively raised the Thunder God’s Hammer in his right hand.

However, as soon as he lifted his right hand, it was seized by an iron-like grip, and the bones were brutally crushed.

"I’ve been tolerating you for a long time! Bastard!"

With a roar suppressed to the limit, the originally tender Goddess of Love in Solem’s arms instantly transformed into a burly, muscular, blonde-haired man. He snatched the Thunder God’s Hammer from Solem’s grip and launched a thunderous blow to his jaw.

"Boom!"

Under the intense Thunderbolt, Solem’s head burst open, and golden-blue Divine Blood rained down like droplets.

As the headless corpse in the great hall swayed and fell, Thor, who had been frustrated all along and even had to sacrifice his appearance, tore off the wedding dress, stepping forward to crush Solem’s head that rolled by his feet into pieces.

"You all saw it, right?"

Carrying the bloody Thunder God’s Hammer and stepping over Solem’s body, Thor transformed into a fierce Thunderbolt and sneered as he rushed towards the stunned Frost Giants:

"Die! All of you, die!"

Listening to the dense sounds of bones shattering and the continuous thunderclaps in the great hall, and having slipped out early with Brynhild, Luo En secretly crossed himself, mourning silently for those unfortunate souls inside.

Peace be with you on your journey, Amen.