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Chapter 880 Odin Bolson's Bol.

Vanahem.

Among the entire Nine Realms, Vanaheim is also the most prosperous one.

Apart from the lack of such ridiculously powerful beings as Odin and his family, there is basically no big difference from Asgard in other aspects.

...and the most important point is the political marriage between Odin and Frigga.

The emphasis of this term is on "marriage" rather than poverty alleviation.

From this we can see at least the extent to which Odin's father, Bor, recognizes Vanaheim.

Because of marriage alliances, they did not suffer too much from the baptism of war, and their social structure was relatively loose.

Although there are Vanir as rulers, the Vanir who believe in laissez-faire domination do not interfere too much in Vanaheim.

This also led to many people who came from other places in the Nine Realms to easily sneak into the city of Vanaheim and settle down.

Most of those who can do this are people with some ability.

This also led to the fact that the people of Vanaheim had a bit of the spirit of Crouching Tiger, Hidden Dragon.

but……

These "hidden dragons and crouching tigers" are really not enough in front of Odin.

Even without taking action, Odin's faintly surging murderous intent alone was enough to make those who could sense it wet their pants.

As the temporary commander-in-chief of the Vanaheim Anti-Pornography Squad, Odin hasn't been so happy for a long time.

"Father hasn't laughed like this for a long time." Thor, standing behind Odin, whispered.

"Tsk, Thor, listen to this line yourself. Is it something that should happen to people like us?" Li Chengfeng curled his lips and took over the conversation. "But I have to say, the people of Vanaheim really know how to enjoy themselves... Anyway, I can't imagine that the most prosperous and largest building complex in a city is actually a red-light district."

"Because most people here are lazy and lack the pressure of life... As the saying goes, when you're well fed and warm, you'll think of sex..." Loki grumbled softly, grinding the golden leaves in his hand. "Honestly, the people of Asgard think I'm extravagant and licentious, but compared to the people of Vanaheim, I'm far behind... So it's really hard to believe my mother is actually from Vanaheim."

“The Protoss of Vanaheim are notoriously old-fashioned…” Hela’s lips curled slightly. “They’re somewhat out of place in Vanaheim society.”

"What are you guys talking about?" Odin turned around, his one eye still brimming with excitement. "Li Chengfeng, what do you think we should do next?"

As soon as Odin finished speaking, everyone present looked at Li Chengfeng.

In fact, they didn't quite understand why Li Chengfeng suddenly asked Odin to organize an army and carry out a major anti-pornography campaign in the Nine Realms.

What is the use of this thing?

The most important thing is that on many planets, yellow is not illegal.

"Of course, we're searching for Sarkic cultists." Li Chengfeng spoke without restraint, unafraid of the surrounding Vanaheim people hearing. "What do you think the 'desire' in Sarkicism refers to? Believers who embark on the path of Sarkicism will experience an unbridled and mad desire for a strong body, sexual desire, and reproductive drive... and they often choose to vent their desires in various red-light districts, or even try to become the boss of a red-light district, indulging in debauchery and carnivalesque pleasures..."

Li Chengfeng said this and pointed at a man not far away.

Then the Vanaheim man was blown into pieces.

This action made everyone stunned.

Li Chengfeng has never been the type to kill someone just because of a disagreement.

But this time he attacked people without hesitation, which was really unexpected.

"plum……"

"Shh, Thor, watch carefully." Li Chengfeng interrupted Thor's question softly, then pointed at the Vanaheim man he had just blown to pieces, "He's not dead yet."

Thor was startled and looked up...

After being blown to pieces, the fragments of the Vanaheim man scattered on the ground began to wriggle on the ground.

The wriggling speed was quite fast, and soon it reorganized into a bloody human form.

This scene left the other Vanaheim people dumbfounded.

They have never seen such a weird thing!

"Fuck!"

Thor felt that the reorganized Vanaheim man looked at him, his eyes full of desire.

...the desire for a strong body.

"At first they can still disguise themselves, but as long as we break through that outer layer of disguise, we can draw out their true nature." Li Chengfeng pushed the wheelchair himself and came in front of the flesh-and-blood humanoid. "Now, you can't pretend anymore, right?"

The flesh-and-blood humanoid was not frightened by Li Chengfeng's aura. Instead, he muttered a few obscure words.

But these obscure words were extremely clear in Li Chengfeng's ears.

"For Yaldabaoth... For Grand Karcist Ion... For the Sarkic Cults..."

"for……"

"The Way of Sarkic Flesh."

The next moment, the human figure that had just been re-formed suddenly deformed, and the entire body turned into a huge mouth, rushing towards Li Chengfeng.

However, Li Chengfeng did not move and had no intention of fighting back.

"Fuck."

A bolt of lightning streaked across the sky, striking directly at the Vanaheim man who had become addicted to the ways of the flesh.

In an instant, his body turned into dust under the lightning.

Even the way of Sarkic flesh could not bring him back to life.

However, Li Chengfeng didn't care at all about the fate of this Vanaheim man.

"It seems that you can't help it..."

"You are powerful, but I also have my own bottom line... Since you are my grandson-in-law, I naturally cannot let these maniacs obsessed with desire and flesh and blood harm you..."

A man in a cloak walked out from the deepest part of the red light district.

Judging from the skin exposed, he should be a middle-aged man.

But this surprised Li Chengfeng a little.

after all……

"As the former God-King of Asgard, your retirement life is a little too glamorous, isn't it?" Li Chengfeng curled his lips. "You're already old enough... and yet you're still staying in a place like this... Aren't you really afraid of a stroke?"

As soon as Li Chengfeng finished speaking, Odin froze in place.

He stared blankly at the man in the cloak in front of him...

"You kid, you really speak without restraint."

There was a clear hint of embarrassment in the man's tone, and as he spoke he reached out and took off his cloak.

Then, a face from the depths of Odin's memory appeared in front of everyone.

Sure enough, it was Bol.

The Bor from Odin Borsen.