The Greece Antagonist

Chapter 900: Chapter 52: Learn to Meow with Me_2

Seeing the approaching magic claw, the orange cat jumped up alertly and squeezed out through the other end of the gap with agile movements.

“Trying to run? No way!”

Freya quickened her pace and cornered the orange cat.

Then, the Valkyrie King smiled triumphantly, extending her magic claw inch by inch towards the adorable creature trapped in the corner with no escape:

“Humph, you think a little kitty like you can escape from my palm?”

This cat servant is truly hopeless…

As Luo En secretly scoffed, he couldn’t help but notice the weak, helpless, and pitiable little kitty in the corner arching its back, its fur standing on end, and emitting a low growl like muffled thunder, clearly in an aggressive stance.

A sense of danger inexplicably crept into his heart.

Luo En’s expression suddenly changed, and he bellowed:

“Get out of the way!”

A familiar pulling sensation surged in his heart, and Freya’s body uncontrollably shifted to one side.

At the same time, the orange cat in the corner opened its jaw, and several forked crimson cores shot out from its mouth, grazing past Freya’s figure and striking the metal embryos stacked in the alley.

Amidst the clanging collision, those extremely hard metal embryos were swept into the mouth of the orange cat by the forked crimson cores, disappearing in an instant.

Witnessing such a bizarre scene, Freya involuntarily gasped for cool air and immediately switched to her Valkyrie form, wielding a golden sword and shield, and vigilantly guarding against the seemingly harmless orange cat in the corner.

Seemingly sensing the threat, the orange cat growled and backed away, then leaped onto the wall, disappearing into the crowd on the street with a few bounces.

With the crisis resolved, Freya exhaled a sigh of relief, still shaky.

In that moment of confrontation, she actually had a premonition of death.

And her opponent was just a seemingly harmless orange cat?

A strong sense of absurdity overwhelmed her, throwing Freya’s thoughts into disarray.

However, she quickly suppressed the random thoughts and hurried to the corner of the alley.

Looking at the empty area, Freya was not surprised but touched the wall that retained a trace of scent, her gaze flickering.

That feeling, that sound…

There was no mistake, he’s back!

Freya released her Valkyrie form, lazily stretched her slender waist, and her lips curled up in pleasure.

The Dwarf Dragon Disaster, shaking the Nine Realms.

So, that guy is most likely among them!

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At this very moment, Luo En was weaving through the crowd, searching for the orange cat while his thoughts raced.

Was that just now… an Elemental Devouring Beast?

No!

This is the Nordic God Era; how could such a thing exist!

Luo En shook his head and decisively rejected the answer, recalling the scenes he’d witnessed in the alley.

Swallowing metal embryos weighing dozens of tons in one gulp… the appearance of a cat…

Devouring… Cat… A threat to the Chief God…

Suddenly, an answer surfaced in Luo En’s mind – the cat that couldn’t be lifted – the World Snake Jormungandr!

Yes, it must be this creature.

In Nordic mythology, Jormungandr once took the form of a cat in Jotunheim and competed with the Thunder God Thor. Even the mighty Thor could only lift one of its paws.

As soon as the identity of the orange cat was confirmed, Luo En couldn’t help but rub his somewhat sore temples.

He recalled that the Winter God Skadi, who had come to attend the pre-war meeting in Turin City, had an orange cat by her side.

Judging by the fur color and appearance, it should be the same one.

The Giant Wolf Fenrir, the Death Goddess Hela, and the World Snake Jormungandr…

He hadn’t expected the three culprits who would start Ragnarok in Norse mythology to gather so quickly.

And it seemed that the distribution of these three pots was quite even.

Midgard breeding Heluo, the Immortal Palace creating Hela, and finally the Giant Clan hiding Jormungandr, each had a share. Once Ragnarok came and the world collapsed, no one could claim innocence.

Nordic, it’s becoming livelier and livelier…

Luo En groaned in pain and quickly entered an alley, following the lingering scent of Jormungandr.

Moving so quickly, he nearly collided with a purple-red figure coming from the opposite direction.

Skadi’s expression turned cold at first, then softened a bit upon recognizing the person, and she asked in a deep voice:

“What are you looking for in such a hurry?”

“Just now on the road, a strange cat ran off with my things.”

“What did it look like?”

“About this long, with orange fur, and its tongue that it stuck out could fork.”

Luo En described as he gestured, mixing truth with fiction.

Listening, Skadi gradually frowned:

“Could it be that one?”

“You know it?”

“It might be mine; I’ll help you look for it.”

Luo En readily agreed, joining Skadi in the search for the offending orange cat.

However, after combing the surrounding alleys, they found nothing.

Skadi looked around, somewhat puzzled:

“Strange, where did it go?”

“No worries, it’s just a few forging embryos, nothing important.”

“Tell you what, later I’ll take you to where we’re staying. It usually goes back when it’s tired from wandering outside. When we catch it, we’ll make it spit out what it swallowed!”

Luo En nodded, expressing agreement.

The more accommodating he was, the more Skadi felt apologetic, and she slightly awkwardly began:

“However, it might have to be tonight; I still have some things to do right now.”

“Do you need help?”

Skadi thought for a moment and did not reject Luo En’s offer of help.

The two of them walked out of the alley, one after another, heading towards the low residential area on the east side of Turin City.