Devouring World Dragon

Chapter 41 Suppressed Beneath the Sea

"It's that old guy who's behind this!"

In just a moment, the giant snake instinctively understood the reason for this change.

"roar!!!!!!!!!!!!"

He raised his head, and the ferocious giant snake struggled and resisted with all its might. The heavy pressure from his body roared angrily at this chaotic and dark world, and his already scarlet pupils became even more ferocious and terrifying.

Normally, this pressure wouldn't be a problem for the giant serpent; it could be ignored with a little effort. But in this stalemate between the gods and the giant serpent, even the slightest external force could affect the power struggle between the two sides.

"Old man, how dare you..."

He raised his head, and before his loud, angry roar was even halfway through, the forest god Vidal used pure gold chains to pull his massive head, dragging him suddenly into the depths of the sea.

Caught off guard, the giant serpent was pulled directly into the vast ocean. Amidst the enormous waves that surged up, the serpent was unable to fully unleash its fury.

Immediately following this opportunity, the gods tightened their chains, binding the serpent firmly with pure gold chains and attempting to lock it beneath the sea.

Unlike before, when the serpent was dragged back to prevent it from darting into the sea and hiding in the endless depths, leaving the gods powerless against it, and to prevent it from escaping, now the purpose is to lock the serpent beneath the sea, ensuring it never sees the light of day again.

What the giant serpent had originally seen as its escape route, the sea, was now about to become its prison. The violent and unruly serpent was clearly not going to be bound and captured. Its massive body, which was not yet fully restrained, was still struggling, trying to break the pure gold chains, break free, and regain its freedom.

As he struggled desperately, deep in the ocean, within that deep-sea palace, the old sea god Egil raised his head and gazed at the enraged behemoth, ignoring the countless towering waves stirred up by his struggle, which almost reached the sky.

Under his gaze, the serpent, trapped in its predicament, stared back at him with a ferocious, almost terrifying, serpentine eye. He had no doubt that if he weren't powerless at the moment, this serpent would have swallowed him, the sea god, whole.

But his expression was unusually calm, as if he were talking to himself in a relaxed manner.

"If you were unharmed, of course I wouldn't dare... but now, do you even have the right to speak to me?"

As he spoke, a mocking smile appeared on his lips as he gazed into the monster's ferocious pupils.

He disliked the Aesir gods, but he disliked the monster that was disturbing the sea even more. In his view, the sea should belong to him, and it should not be subjugated to the power of a monster. Therefore, after thinking for a moment, he decided to help the Aesir gods suppress the monster.

He is the god of the sea, and the entire ocean obeys his will, because the ocean was born with him in the era before the establishment of heaven and earth. In that era, even before Odin was born, he was already the god of the sea in the entire chaotic world.

This is why even Odin, the king of the gods, only intended to include him among the twelve leaders of the Aesir, and was quite wary of him, without easily weakening his power.

Upon hearing the old sea god's words, the serpent's vertical serpent pupils slightly contracted, and its originally fierce and ferocious pupils transformed into a deep killing intent.

At the same time, countless heroic warriors were continuously emerging from Valhalla. While they might not be able to contend with the gods in terms of strength, many of them were powerful warriors who, in life, could even rival the frost giants. These heroic warriors honed their combat skills after death, fighting amongst themselves, occasionally obeying the gods' will to go to the mortal world, or forming armies to resist the frost giants. They were a vital force in the gods' struggle against the frost giants.

Now, these heroic spirits have come to help the gods bind the great serpent.

One person's efforts may not be enough, but what about hundreds or thousands of people?
The thick chains were pulled taut by groups of hundreds or even thousands of people, and thousands upon thousands of chains were bound to the giant snake, making it increasingly difficult for the snake to break free.

He couldn't speak because dozens of pure gold chains were tightly bound to his upper and lower jaws, preventing him from opening his mouth.

He was also unable to attack him, because over a thousand chains were binding his body, making it difficult for him to move, and the number was constantly increasing.

However, it was precisely because of this that the giant snake became even more enraged.

Gods and heroes.

To outsiders, they were all highly respected warriors and strongmen, but in the eyes of the giant serpent, they were nothing more than ants and dust.

In the eyes of this giant snake, whose breath can cause a storm and whose slightest movement can cause an earthquake, even a high mountain is nothing more than a small pebble, and a river is nothing more than a small puddle, not to mention these tiny things that are almost invisible.

He never paid any attention to these "little things".

However, it was precisely this group of "ants" that bound him tightly, making it difficult for him to break free.

His eyes became extremely ferocious, with a hint of terrifying darkness vaguely emerging.

"Humph……"

His nostrils spewed intense, scorching gas into the sea, and his massive body struggled and writhed violently. With his ferocious and immense strength, hundreds of special pure gold chains instantly shattered and broke.

Just as the giant serpent was about to disregard everything else and swallow the old sea god who had first stirred a strong killing intent in him, a tremendous force suddenly came from its tail and pulled it back tightly, making it impossible for it to move an inch.

“Thor!!!”

His rage intensified, but then thousands more chains fell upon him.

No matter how much he struggled, it was useless. The weight of the entire ocean pressed down on him, and with the gods struggling to tighten their chains, he seemed powerless to break free.

Finally, the massive, mountain-like serpent head crashed down helplessly into the deepest part of the sea, but its twisted, terrifying eyes still stared menacingly at the old sea god who was indifferently watching him, its gaze filled with naked, raging murderous intent...

(End of this chapter)