Chapter 967: Chapter 77: Cross-dressing, Thor! (6k for votes)

Half an hour later.

Luo En followed Thor’s guidance to a charred pit miles away and asked:

“Was the item lost here?”

“Yes!”

Thor quickly nodded and explained the general situation.

While he was in a small grove, knocking out his two divine goats preparing to handle the ingredients, he suddenly sensed a peculiar sense of being watched and an underlying hostility.

Instinctively, he threw the Mjolnir, Thor’s Hammer, towards the direction of the hostility.

As the presence of his opponent vanished, Thor thought he had easily resolved the issue and reached out to call back the Mjolnir he had thrown.

Unexpectedly, after a long wait, the Mjolnir, unlike usual, did not return to its master’s hand.

Feeling something was wrong, Thor followed the lingering scent of Mjolnir to the crime scene, only to see the mess in front of him, with the hammer he had been with day and night nowhere to be found.

Since it wasn’t something to be proud of, Thor initially searched the vicinity for a while, but even digging three feet deep didn’t reveal any trace of Mjolnir.

As time ticked away relentlessly, he had no choice but to return to the camp and seek help from his cleverest good brother, Loki.

After hearing Thor’s account, Luo En’s brows slightly furrowed.

This matter was not simple.

Being watched from hundreds of miles away could make Thor feel threatened and instinctively retaliate…

Surviving a strike from Thor’s hammer and then escaping with it…

The information was enough to indicate that the person in the dark was quite capable.

Seeing that he received no immediate response, Thor, anxious as ants on a hot pan, grabbed Luo En’s arm in frustration and pleaded with a gloomy face:

“Brother, I can’t be without Mjolnir! You must help me!”

Clearly, Thor had deep affection for this divine artifact, regarding it as an inseparable battle companion.

But when a muscular man with a rugged face forcefully clings onto another man’s arm asking for help in a mushy tone, the impact is truly horrifying.

Somewhat overwhelmed, Luo En while pulling away Thor’s grip, raised both hands and repeatedly assured him:

“Alright, alright, I’ll do my best to help you see!”

With the consent of the party concerned, Thor finally breathed a sigh of relief and eagerly watched Luo En jump into the deep pit created by Mjolnir, re-examining the scene.

The deep pit had obvious impact marks, and the soil retained the scent of Mjolnir…

The charred destruction was indeed from Thunder Power, and the soil still held remnants of Thunder God Power…

All things considered, this was indeed the primary crime scene.

However…

Luo En grabbed a handful of soil, squeezed it in his hand, and looked at the mud stuck in his palm, his gaze flickering.

“How is it? Any findings?” Thor asked eagerly from the edge of the pit.

Luo En nodded and responded, “This soil is a bit moist.”

“What does that mean?” Thor scratched his head, puzzled.

Luo En gave Thor a glance and asked irritably:

“With your divine power and the high temperature that comes with lightning, even the water in permafrost would dry up with one strike, yet this pit’s soil still retains a lot of moisture. Don’t you find that strange?”

“I get it! Another divine power hidden in the soil weakened my Thunder Power!”

Thor slapped his forehead, suddenly enlightened.

Clearly, this battle-loving strongman is not without brains, just not fond of using them.

Ruined by Odin…

Luo En secretly slurred his own Blood Alliance brother in his mind, then proceeded to force the moisture from the soil.

Moments later, the charred soil contained fine particles of a pale blue ice.

“Frost Power?” Thor, seeing this, immediately roared indignantly, “It must be those Frost Giant bastards from Jotunheim who are behind this!”

At that moment, the belatedly arriving Brynhild, carrying Yemengarde, also reached the crime scene.

After adjustments along the way, the Valkyrie had completely concealed her previously lost composure by the riverbed, and returned to her competent and dignified appearance, asking Luo En in the pit:

“Lord Loki, what should we do next?”

“First, let’s go to Jotunheim and help Thor find the Thunder God’s Hammer.”

Luo En patted the soil off his hands as he stood up and replied.

Brynhild thought for a moment, then frowned and questioned, “But Jotunheim is so vast, and the Frost Giant Clan alone has a population of over a million. Where do we start looking for the thief who stole the Thunder God’s Hammer?”

“No need to actively search, someone will tell us directly.”

“Who?”

“The Frost Giant King–Lafei.”

Luo En smiled darkly, his eyes filled with sinister intentions.

Although he was not certain who exactly stole the Thunder God’s Hammer, pinning it on Lafei, the Frost Giant King, was surely not a mistake.

After all, there weren’t many Frost Giants who could withstand a hit from the Thunder God’s Hammer and still escape casually, all being prominent figures within the Frost Giant Clan.

Even if it wasn’t Lafei himself who did it, as the boss of the Frost Giant Clan and the local authority in Jotunheim, this Frost Giant King definitely knew much more than them outsiders.

Upon hearing Luo En’s explanation, Thor’s eyes sparkled as he urged:

“Then what are we waiting for? Let’s go!”

Getting the hammer back was one thing; he remembered all too well how Lafei had tricked him last time before locking him in a dungeon, a grudge he catalogued in his own little book of personal grievances.

With the recent theft of the Thunder God’s Hammer by an unidentified Frost Giant, he saw it as an opportunity to settle old and new scores together.