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Chapter: Ice and Snow

Forseti turned his head and saw a fat young man with a big axe on his shoulder running over. It was Skorch( skurge).

Forseti hadn't seen him for three years, and Skorch's body had grown even larger, taller, and stronger, making him stand out in the entire camp.

Skorch looked down at Forseti and patted him on the shoulder. "You haven't grown taller."

Forseti: "..."

When is this guy going to grow up? It's not over yet!

Skorch looked around, as if he had found something, and couldn't help asking, "I just arrived in Vanaheim. Are you about to be transferred?"

"Yeah," Forseti nodded.

Skorch looked disappointed. "I thought you had a chance to meet the Boy Scout Fighting Champion."

"Are you the Boy Scout Fighting Champion?"

Skorch smiled, twirled the battle axe in his hand, and said proudly, "Of course."

Forseti was a little surprised, but after thinking about it, it made sense.

After all, Skorch's physical condition was really good, tall and strong, and after this wave of strong development, a little understanding of fighting skills was enough to defeat most of his peers.

"Prepare, the Bifrost is coming," Heidi said.

Forseti didn't have time to chat with Skorch, so he said, "We're going. You can find a healer named Sigurd in this camp, and a Vanir warrior named Wayne. They are my friends."

"Where are you going?" Skorch asked.

The gap between his words was pulled away by a nearby soldier, and it was obvious that the Bifrost was coming.

"Jotunheim Seventh Outpost."

As soon as Forseti's voice fell, a beam of colored light, just like the previous one, fell from the sky, covering all the mobilization personnel, including him, and then disappeared.

"Jotunheim Seventh Outpost, that's not..." Skorch murmured.

...

After a few seconds, the surrounding colored rays of light dissipated, and a sudden coldness struck Forseti, causing him to shiver uncontrollably.

The physique of the Aesir could largely be immune to the intrusion of cold and heat. Only in some relatively extreme environments could they feel the obvious cold and heat.

Since crossing over, this was the first time Forseti felt the cold.

Forseti looked around, and as far as he could see, there was a scene of ice and snow. The mountains and the ground were covered with dark blue ice, and the cold wind roared continuously.

No doubt he was already in Jotunheim.

Similar to Svartalfheim, the homeland of the Dark Elves, the sky in Jotunheim was dim all year round, with no clear day and night changes. Darkness and coldness reigned here eternally.

But while Jotunheim was dark and cold, Asgard's outpost here was not.

The first thing that appeared in front of everyone's eyes, in addition to the scene of ice and snow, was a bright and fiery ball of light.

This ball of light, about one meter in diameter, was red and yellow, as bright as the sun, and as hot as the sun. It was suspended on a metal base and continuously spread light and heat in all directions.

Because of the existence of this ball of light, although the outpost was cold, it did not make people feel any obvious discomfort.

"It's a mirror image of the sun," said Heidi next to Forseti. "Without it, the Frost Giants could easily destroy our outpost using the environment to their advantage."

"Guarding the mirror of the sun is one of the core tasks of the outpost. Of course, it is also one of the core targets of the Frost Giants' attacks."

Forseti nodded.

At this moment, a group of golden-armored soldiers approached. Among them was a woman with long black hair, beautiful features, and a cold, arrogant demeanor.

"Welcome. I am the commander of the seventh outpost, Hela," Hela said, then looked at Heidi. "Welcome, Heidi Ullersson."

"My honor, Your Highness," Heidi said respectfully.

Looking at this black-haired woman, Forseti was stunned for a moment, then suddenly remembered. Wasn't she the one he met after rejecting Amora before?

It turns out she is Hela!

Asgard is small... really small.

Hela seemed to have noticed Forseti as well. Her brows slightly furrowed when her eyes swept across him, but it was fleeting, and no one noticed except Forseti.

Afterward, Heidi, with the assistance of a golden-armored warrior, also known as the Heroic Spirit Warrior(Einherjar), arranged the troops he brought to various outposts.

Forseti naturally went to the hospital, put some of the luggage he brought into the house, then went out again to wander around the camp.

He first came to the mirror of the sun and watched it for a while.

Taking a closer look, this thing was actually a small sun, and even the corona could be seen on the surface, giving the impression of infinite light and heat.

Guarding around the mirror of the sun were Asgard's most elite heroic warriors. They were all tall and burly, wearing golden armor, standing like mountains, immovable.

Forseti accidentally approached, and a heroic warrior immediately pointed his weapon at him, the warning clear.

Forseti quickly stepped back, no longer wandering around the mirror of the sun, but walking around the other parts of the outpost.

Compared to Camp No. 3 in Vanaheim, this outpost was much larger and more tightly defended, and Forseti could feel that almost every fighter here was in a tense state.

The occasional chatty atmosphere at Camp Vanaheim was rare here.

After walking for a while, Forseti was attracted by a giant beast's corpse.

This giant beast was astonishing in size. Even lying on the ground, it was several meters high. Its entire body was dark blue, similar to the color of Jotunheim's ice.

The beast's mouth was incredibly large, capable of swallowing several people at once. It had exposed curved tusks, like those of a mammoth.

At this moment, two warriors were cutting the flesh and blood of the beast's mouth, trying to completely remove the beast's teeth, and a few people were watching.

Ice beast.

That was the kind of monster Thor's team encountered in Jotunheim in the movie "Thor."

"Is this your first time seeing an ice beast?" a voice came.

Forseti saw that it was a young soldier among the onlookers speaking to him. For some reason, he felt this person was a little familiar.

Forseti nodded. "Yes."

The young warrior said slowly, "I was shocked when I first saw the ice beasts. They are incredibly big and powerful... The most dangerous beast in Jotunheim is the ice beast. In front of it, the ice bear is simply not worth mentioning."

"I heard that Grimir has been trying to tame the ice beast. If he succeeds, it will be unfortunate for Asgard."

Grimir is one of the top warriors of the Frost Giants, second only to Frost King Laufey and Frost Queen Fabti in fame throughout the Nine Realms.

According to rumors, Grimir looked as ugly and vicious as the ice beast and had a childlike temperament.

The young warrior seemed quite talkative, and Forseti listened to him for a long time, feeling more and more familiar with him.

After a while, he suddenly noticed that the young man was holding a metal cane. Realizing something, he asked, "Are you Randolph?"