Joining Forces of the Gods
The moment Zhang Heng saw the giant man, a name immediately surfaced in his mind.
—Heimdall. The guardian of the Rainbow Bridge in Norse Mythology, the God of Dawn.
And the moment he recognized Heimdall, Zhang Heng also understood how the other man had caught his barrage of storm-like attacks in the darkness.
Legend said that Heimdall possessed eyes that could see three hundred miles away in both daylight and darkness. His ears were also terrifyingly sharp, capable of hearing grass grow. With him guarding the Rainbow Bridge, he could discover invading enemies at the first possible moment and blow the horn around his neck, gathering the gods of Asgard for battle.
At the same time, Heimdall and Loki were mortal enemies. In the final Ragnarok, the two perished together.
Yet upon seeing Zhang Heng, Heimdall did not rush to attack. Instead, he bowed toward the sky on the other side. "It is my honor to fight alongside you."
There sat a young man in armor, holding a spear, within a four-wheeled chariot. Unlike the Night Goddess's pitch-black carriage, however, his chariot looked far more savage, brimming with power and conquest.
Holding the reins, he nodded. "Son of Odin, Heimdall, God of Dawn, I have long heard of your fame as well. Once we settle tonight's matter, we should have plenty of chances to join forces again in the coming war."
But just as his words fell, another voice rang out. Unlike Heimdall, its owner was far from polite, even sounding somewhat sarcastic. "What a lively night. A Son of Odin and a son of Zeus have both shown up, discussing how to blow us apart next. I'm already trembling in a corner from fear."
"Do you New Gods all enjoy playing rats so much?