# 1292
Chapter 1293: Thor and Bragi
After Tyr's divine might faded, Lin Qiye's tense body gradually relaxed.
He exhaled slowly and continued surveying the great hall. Sif stood beside Thor's throne, gently massaging his temples. Behind her, two attendants holding empty flower baskets had tears in their eyes, their heads bowed so low it seemed they might bury themselves into the ground, their faces full of grievance.
Behind Thor's throne, a golden greatsword, like a small mountain, was planted upside down in the earth, divine light flowing around it, solemn and sacred.
That was the only key to open Bifröst—the Holy Rainbow Sword.
"Myrsl, during the days we were away, did you make any progress?"
Thor sat on his throne and spoke slowly.
Lin Qiye hesitated for a moment, then said seriously:
"Yes."
"What progress?"
"I prophesied that today, several uninvited guests would come to visit Lord Thor."
"Hmm?"
Hearing Lin Qiye's response, a look of surprise appeared on Thor's face. "Uninvited guests?"
Now that Asgard's Bifröst connecting to the outside world had been severed, no outsiders should be able to enter, and in Asgard, who could be considered an uninvited guest?
"I hope this time, your prophecy won't miss the mark again..." Tyr squinted at Lin Qiye, speaking slowly.
"You may withdraw now."
Thor seemed tired, waving his hand at Myrsl.
Lin Qiye nodded and turned to leave. As he pushed open the heavy temple doors, four streaks of light descended from the sky with a rushing sound!
The moment they sensed these divine power fluctuations, Thor and the others all froze.
They actually came?
From within the streaks of light, Bragi's figure emerged slowly, wearing a dark golden suit. The "Past" goddess Urðr, the "Present" goddess Verðandi, and the "Future" goddess Skuld followed closely behind him.
Lin Qiye seeing this, quickly retreated to the side.
Bragi held a purple crystal in his hand, his expression as gloomy as thunderclouds rolling across the sky. The moment his face appeared within the temple, Thor, Sif, and Tyr's pupils all contracted sharply!
Thor leapt up from his throne, his eyes full of disbelief.
"Bragi!?"
"It's you? Weren't you dead long ago?" Tyr also spoke in shock.
Sif's gaze narrowed, as if remembering something. She turned to look at the two attendants behind her. They had said when they returned that their flowers had been snatched by Bragi, but she had thought they were mistaken or simply making excuses. After all, over a century ago, Bragi should have been buried in the mist together with Iðunn.
Now it seemed they hadn't been mistaken...
Bragi had truly returned.
Bragi stood slowly in the center of the temple. That handsome face lifted,平静地看着坐在王座上的Thor，以及他身旁的Tyr与希芙。
"好久不见……Thor，Tyr，希芙。"
死寂的神殿中，只剩下Bragi的余音，缓缓回荡。
Thor错愕的站在王座前，足足过了数秒才回过神，猛地冲下台阶，似乎想给Bragi一个拥抱：
"Bragi！我的弟弟！你还活着！？这百年你去哪了？你还活着，为什么不回来？"
Bragi眉头一皱，身形向后退了半步，避开了Thor的拥抱。
Thor愣在了原地。
Bragi那双泛着红意的眼眸，死死盯着眼前的Thor，他低沉开口：
"……我不是你弟弟。"
"Bragi，你这是……"Thor怔了半晌，下意识的抬起右手，摸向Bragi的肩膀。
"百年之前，要不是因为你利用伊登的善良，把她堵在永恒花园，强行讨要走了近乎所有的果实，她又怎么会死？"Bragi伸手打掉了Thor的手掌，冷声开口，"你的眼里，从来就没有什么弟弟……你只顾着你的Asgard！
但凡你当时再多替我和伊登想一想，多留下几枚果实……我们又怎么会走到现在这个地步？！"
Bragi的声音越来越激动，到最后，近乎变成了咆哮。
曾经的他，不知道伊登已经死了，也不知道当年究竟发生了什么，但亲眼目睹了乌尔德替他重现的过去之后，他已经看清了一切……包括Thor向伊登讨要青春果实的情景。
追根溯源，将他与伊登逼到如今这个地步的，不是别人，正是他的哥哥Thor！
如果不是因为还要让Thor把伊登放入本源中复活，如果不是他还念着一丝兄弟情谊，Bragi恨不得当场杀了Thor。
Thor呆滞的站在原地，片刻后，双眸浮现出复杂之色，
"你说得对……我虽然保下了Asgard，但唯独对不起你们……"
"保下了Asgard的，从来不是你！是我的妻子！是伊登！！"Bragi怒吼，"你Thor，不过是个借着我妻子的生命，换来了整个Asgard敬仰的小偷！你就是个伪君子！！"
他猛地伸出手，拽住Thor的衣领，将其拎到自己的面前，像是想将他生吞活剥。
见到这一幕，王座边的Tyr与希芙，脸色同时一变，正欲向这里冲来，Thor便伸出手，制止了他们。
"我对不起你，对不起伊登……"Thor注视着Bragi的眼睛，诚恳地说道，
"如果你真的那么恨我，那就动手杀了我吧……我用我的命，去抵伊登的命，这样可以吗？"
Bragi的胸膛剧烈起伏，那双充满血丝的眼眸中，满是挣扎与痛苦，他攥着Thor衣领的手指因用力而骨节发白，他低吼一声，猛地将Thor用力推开！
"我不要你的命！我只要我妻子回来！"Bragi深吸一口气，尽量让自己的心绪平复下来，"我……要用Asgard的神国本源。"
"神国本源？"Thor眉头一皱，"你要那东西做什么？"
"我要用它，复活我的妻子。"
Bragi将薇儿丹蒂的话，重复了一遍，Thor疑惑的转头，看向他身后沉默不语的三女神。
"我说三位女神怎么突然离开山谷，亲自来到这里……原来，你们都是为这件事而来。"Thor几乎没有犹豫，点头说道，
"要用Asgard本源，没有问题，这件事的起因都是因为我，既然现在有机会复活伊登，无论如何我都会帮你。"
Thor抬起脚，重重的踏在神殿中央的地面，一道道朦胧幻光自虚无中凝结而出，好似一片汪洋之海，在神殿顶端飘荡。
在这片幻光之海中，一枚棱镜般剔透的水晶，被缓缓勾勒而出。