"Nothing, just traveling." Rosen said calmly.
Just then, Rosen heard the townspeople discussing a miraculous ancient tree outside the town; anyone who approached it, regardless of their illness, would be cured.
Rosen immediately became interested and recalled from his previous life's memories that he had seen S.H.I.E.L.D. Agents once discover an Asgardian scepter in Norway, a scepter that could grant ordinary people great power.
And that Asgardian scepter was found inside an ancient tree.
"Let's go outside the town to see that ancient tree." Rosen said.
When the two arrived outside the town, they indeed saw a tall ancient tree. Many fruits were placed around the ancient tree, seemingly offerings from the townspeople.
Rosen felt that this ancient tree indeed emitted some kind of energy.
And this was not magic; it was a very special energy. Rosen suddenly noticed that Alice's Face beside him became twisted and frantic.
"Alice!?"
Alice suddenly turned to look at Rosen, staring at him with her blood-red eyes, and without warning, unleashed Black magic.
The Seven Notes of Hell, Pain!
Rosen immediately retreated a few steps, but was still hit by Alice's magic attack.
In an instant, Rosen felt a splitting headache.
Rosen was quite annoyed, Shinra Tensei!
Bang—
Alice was instantly sent flying by a huge repulsive force, crashing heavily into the ancient tree trunk, and then collapsed to the ground.
With that impact, the ancient tree also cracked open, revealing a section of a silver-white rod hidden within it. The rod was engraved with many complex and obscure patterns.
Rosen came to the ancient tree, reached out, grabbed the rod directly, and pulled it out from the ancient tree with force.
Just then, a blond man walked over from not far away.
Rosen looked at the blond man; the blond man emitted the same aura as this rod.
Rosen's gaze narrowed. If there were no surprises, he should be an Asgardian warrior, and he had deliberately stayed on Earth.
And this rod was his weapon, and he had divided it into three parts.
"This is not good for you." The blond man said, standing a few meters away.
"I know, he will magnify my inner desires by several times." Rosen said.
However, Rosen was a Black Magician, controlling desires was not a problem for him at all.
Moreover, this rod provided almost no boost to Rosen, so its influence on Rosen's desires was also very limited.
It was like a rich man holding a fire poker, and the fire poker kept echoing in his mind, possess it, possess it…
At this moment, Rosen's mentality was probably like this.
To put it simply, Rosen was just curious.
The blond man looked at Rosen and found that Rosen was indeed not affected by this rod.
"Who are you?"
"I am a magician." Rosen said: "Asgardian, do you know how to go to Asgard?"
"How do you know about me?"
"As a magician, knowing a little prophecy is very reasonable, isn't it?"
"Then what are you going to Asgard for?"
"I heard that Frigga is Asgard's first God of magic, and I hope to learn Asgardian magic." Rosen said frankly.
"Sorry, I can't help you."
The blond man himself was secretly staying on Earth, how could he actively expose himself?
Once he used the communicator to contact Heimdall, he would be forcibly recalled to Asgard and then punished.
"Then forget it, anyway, you're not the only Asgardian on Earth."
"Can you return this to me?" The blond man asked, looking at the rod in Rosen's hand.
"Sorry, no." Rosen shook his head.
If the other party was willing to help, he wouldn't mind doing them a favor.
But since the other party was unwilling, he naturally didn't need to save their Face.
"I can give you gold coins, many gold coins." The blond man's Face was solemn, seemingly with a hint of urgency.
Rosen tossed the rod: "Sorry, compared to gold coins, I prefer to collect this rod."
The blond man was somewhat annoyed, seemingly intending to make a move.
Just then, the sky suddenly became covered with dark clouds, and lightning flashed and thunder roared.
The blond man's expression changed when he saw this sight, as if he had a premonition of something.
Immediately after, a Bifrost Bridge descended from the sky, landing on the open ground in front of the blond man and Rosen.
Bifrost Bridge!! Rosen's Face showed surprise.
Looking at the rod in his hand again, he understood.
This rod was originally a signal transmitter.
No wonder this Asgardian was so nervous.
When he took out the rod, he had already sent a signal to Asgard.
The rainbow left a circular scorch mark with a diameter of three meters on the open ground, and in the center of this circular scorch mark, a tall man wearing a red cape and silver armor knelt, holding a short-handled warhammer in his hand.
Rosen's pupils suddenly contracted. This appearance, this weapon… This was Thor, the God of Thunder.
"Amandiel, you have violated Asgard's Law by staying in Midgard for a century! Now return to Asgard with me to Face the God King's judgment."
This Asgardian named Amandiel lowered his head, seemingly resigned to his fate.
There was no other way; he was just a low-ranking warrior in Asgard, and the person in front of him was the God King's son, Thor, the God of Thunder, who possessed noble blood.
Thor looked at Rosen, his gaze falling on the rod in Rosen's hand. He reached out and grabbed it from a distance, attempting to take the rod.
Rosen immediately gripped the rod tightly, tilting his head to look at Thor.
"This already belongs to me, rude outsider." Rosen said.
"Midgardian, this belongs to Asgard." Thor's tone deepened; this was already his most polite attitude.
Thor was never good at communication, or rather, his communication method was his hammer.
Rosen smiled, raised his hand, and extended the rod.
Just as Thor thought Rosen was going to return the rod to him, Rosen forcefully crushed the rod.
"Go back to your Asgard."
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