Devouring World Dragon

Chapter 72 A Complete Break!

Helmod was Odin's son and a messenger of the gods. He was skilled in flight and the fastest. After hearing Odin's command, he responded and instantly disappeared into the underground cave.

“Narver, Vali…”

Loki, upon hearing Odin's words, suddenly seemed to realize something, his face showing shock and anger. He abruptly gripped the ground with both hands, struggling to break free from Thor's giant feet, while shouting at Odin in front of him.

"Odin! If you only wanted to tie me to a rock, why did you have to do this?!"

He shouted at the top of his lungs, but then Thor behind him snorted and increased the pressure on his foot, forcibly pressing Loki's head into the mud. The mud in the shallow pool made the former god's face dirty, and his head, buried in the sewage, could only struggle and cough, unable to speak.

His once handsome face and hair were now covered in dark mud and grime.

The pride of being a god has long been pressed into the mud, trampled into nothingness.

But compared to what was about to happen, Loki didn't care about this insult. He just tried his best to raise his head, gasping for breath, and looked at Odin in front of him, saying in a hoarse voice.

"Odin, tell me, why did you do this..."

Meanwhile, Hermod, the messenger of the gods, had returned, carrying two struggling boys in his arms. The two boys screamed desperately when they saw Loki being trampled under Thor's feet.

"father!"

Loki was a free spirit throughout his life, but he only had three wives. The giantess Gretel bore him two daughters, Elsa (Ember) and Emilia (Grey). Both children were very conservative and dutiful, sharing the responsibilities of their father, the god of fire, with Loki.

The giantess Angorboda bore him three children: Fenrir the wolf, Jormungandr the serpent, and Hela the goddess of death. These three children were enemies of the gods and the cause of the conflict between Loki and Odin.

Siegfried was Loki's third wife, who bore him two sons, Narf and Vali, who were also Loki's two youngest children and hadn't even really grown up yet.

Loki, who was being trampled in the sewage, looked at the two children in front of him, his lips trembling, unable to speak.

Countless visions of the future flashed before his eyes, revealing Odin's decision to him...

"Odin!!!"

He struggled desperately, his piercing screams like those of a wounded beast.

Odin looked at Loki, who was in a sorry state and struggling in the mud, and remained silent as always.

He waved his finger at the two children Helmod had thrown to the ground. The boy named Vali trembled, and hard black hair gradually grew on his body. His teeth became sharp and long, and pain appeared in his eyes. His human hands were replaced by claws.

It turned into a wolf.

When it transformed into a wolf, the wolf, having lost its rationality, had a scarlet, violent glint in its eyes. It then pounced on its unsuspecting brother, greedily devouring its flesh and blood.

"what……"

Inside the underground cave, the howls and bites of wolves, as well as the screams of the boy after being attacked, could be heard incessantly.

Watching his brothers kill each other before his eyes, Loki opened his mouth wide, trying to make a sound, but found that he couldn't utter a sound at all.

"..."

His mouth was agape, endless sorrow surging within him, yet he could not express it. He could only lie prostrate on the ground, uttering a few indistinct throat gurgling sounds as if he were speechless, watching the scene before him with tears seemingly sliding down his cheeks.

"Loki, when you instigated my child to kill his brother Baldr, did you ever consider this possibility?"

Odin's calm voice rang out from the side.

Loki turned his head blankly, his mind completely blank, no longer knowing what Odin was saying. Only a deep anger and hatred surged within him.

His body, prostrate on the ground, began to tremble. He looked down at Odin, whose serpentine pupils held a deep-seated hatred. He clenched his teeth and spat out a name.

“Odin…”

Looking at Loki in front of him, Odin spoke quietly.

"Don't you understand yet... Loki, from the moment you instigated Hoddle to kill Balddle, we have been mortal enemies... There is no turning back."

He paused for a moment, then murmured, "Perhaps... it was much earlier, maybe even before this world was born, from the moment we swore our oath, that our rift today was already destined... Perhaps, we should never have become brothers in the first place."

“We are brothers by blood. I will never drink this mead alone, which is not meant for the two of us to share.”

The vows he made echoed in Loki's mind, as clear as if they were made yesterday, but now they seemed like a huge irony.

He opened his mouth wide, and inexplicably began to laugh.

"Haha...hahahaha..."

His shrill, maniacal laughter was tinged with deep self-mockery and sarcasm. He laughed and cried at the same time, until finally, the laughter abruptly stopped.

He lowered his head deeply, obscuring his face, and spoke slowly after a long while.

“Odin…”

The voice was utterly calm, so calm it was almost icy.

Odin bent down and silently looked at his former sworn brother. Loki struggled to raise his head and looked up at Odin. Their foreheads were almost touching, and their pupils met.

One eye was calm and silent, while the other pair of eyes were filled with unspeakable darkness and resentment.

"Ho..."

Loki gasped for breath, his dark, cold eyes fixed on his "brother" before him, and said through gritted teeth.

"Odin...you will pay for this!"

Looking into Loki's dark eyes, Odin remained silent, as always.

He stood up, not looking back at Loki, but calmly addressed the gods beside him.

“Ordinary chains cannot bind Loki. I know his magic is superb. So I will cut open his child’s abdomen and use his child’s intestines as chains, casting a curse on him with the flesh and blood of his own flesh, so that he cannot escape.”

Loki, lying in the sewage, merely sneered, his dark eyes indifferently watching the gods before him. Those dark and cold eyes made every god who saw him feel uneasy and uneasy.

“I don’t want to see his face again…it makes me uncomfortable.”

The goddess of winter, Scarlett, looked at Loki and frowned.

"You can catch a poisonous snake and use its venom to corrode Loki's face, so you'll never have to see Loki's face again."

The goddess Geoffrey said to Skadi...

No matter what the gods said to each other, Loki remained silent, only giving them a cold smile.

……

After a long time, the gods had already departed.

Just like in many legends, the righteous gods defeated the evil gods and imprisoned them.

In the dark and gloomy underground cave, only Loki was tied to the rock with ropes behind his back. He lowered his head, so his face could not be seen. Above his head was a venomous snake that had been captured by the goddess of winter, Skadi. The venom of the snake dripped onto Loki's face, slowly corroding his divine appearance.

Just as Loki once mocked.

"Your words sound nice, but your kindness to others may not be genuine."

Scarlett's words are full of sweet talk, but when it comes to actually taking action, she will never care about the sweet words she once said to Loki.

After a long while, a mournful, resentful voice rang out again from the underground cave, echoing in this underground world where he was to be imprisoned for who knows how many more years.

"Odin...you will pay for this!!!"

(End of this chapter)