Foolish Brother Odin

Chapter 238 Division and Surrounding
What kind of joke is this?!

The patron gods of a few city-states want to sit on the fence in front of the Aesir, who have more than a hundred gods, when the army is approaching?
If these guys had jumped the gun and come to flatter Towns, perhaps Towns would have kept something for them.

Isn't it courting death to jump left and right at a time like this?
Not to mention these guys did this, even if they didn't do it, Towns would not let them go as long as they revealed any flaws.

The Aesir were founded on their military exploits, and a large group of lower-level gods are ready to go to war and make meritorious deeds.

If we don't fight them, that large group of low-level gods will secretly blame Tangs.

It's okay in the short term, but once there are a few more battles, the lower-level gods will find that they have lost their way to ascend, and they will gradually become time bombs.

There is no need for Towns to, and he will not, dismantle his well-functioning promotion system because of these idiot city-state guardians.

His words are a killing order!
Almost as soon as he finished speaking, the Rainbow Bridge started moving.

The sharp rainbow light broke through the Akkadian world and broke into its heaven with an incomparably gorgeous appearance.

Accompanied by dazzling light, a group of Tuatha de Danaan, led by Arthur, the god of knights, rushed towards the temple guarded by the gods of the city-state.

"In the name of the God-King Towns Paulson, I declare that those who surrender will not be killed!" Arthur, holding high the [Sword of Promised Victory], looked radiant. With just one sword, Sude on the opposite side was stunned.

This is what a 'country' little god who has never seen the world is like.

When the brilliant golden sword light cut through the sky, crossed the heavens, and directly struck Sude's temple, he felt nothing.

He had the temple shield turned on.

After all, this is his home ground, and relying on the divine power accumulated over the years, he is confident that he can hold on for a long time.

They will exhaust each other to death.

As expected, an accident happened.

Suddenly, a rustling sound came from the dome above his head, as if something was shattering.

Sude raised his head in astonishment, and with a roar, the triangular roof of his magnificent temple, which had taken countless years of hard work and effort from the gods and craftsmen, turned from an obtuse angle to an acute angle.

A large section of the roof began to rumble outward and downward toward the ground along a newly formed diagonal line.

In the blink of an eye, the entire temple became several meters shorter.

Not only was there a simple crisscross crack in the wall, the temple's shield was broken, and the horrific destruction continued along the crack to the 'floor' of the heaven, all the way to another side hall behind the temple.

Su De was completely dumbfounded.

While he was stunned, his servants who had gathered in front of the temple had already been covered in blood.

The knights under King Arthur formed a terrifying spearhead formation, and with just one charge, they broke the Sudeten army formation in half.

The worst thing was that Sude was unable to respond to his subordinates' request for help because Arthur, who was in a fierce state, had already raised his sword and was striding towards him, striking Sude with three swords.

In less than five rounds, Sud, the lord god of a city-state, was killed by Arthur's sword.

Starting from this temple, the collapse of the entire temple area began.

The biggest mistake of these Akkadian city-state gods was misjudgment.

The upper limit of their divine power is ultimately bound by a single city-state. No matter which field a god is in, his upper limit is also a city-state.

Arthur is different. He is not only a Celtic god, he is also the god of knights of the entire Kinlunga, a total of eleven worlds.

All mortals who follow chivalry are the source of his divine power!

The upper limits of the divine power of both parties were not similar from the beginning.

Even if Sude guarded his one-third acre of land, he was just a rooster guarding a chicken coop and could not resist Arthur's attack at all.

With Arthur taking the lead, the former Tuatha de Danu was in high spirits. They divided and surrounded the city-state guardian gods who fought each other when encountering problems, and annihilated them one by one... On the other hand, Ninurta, with the only few righteous gods loyal to him, launched a desperate counterattack towards the connection between the two worlds.

"Towns*Paulson! Come out! Come out!"

To be fair, Ninurta was the god of war in the Akkadian world, so his strength was not weak.

His fighting skills and his divine power are both top-notch in the world of Akkad.

Unfortunately, it was Thor who stood in his way.

"I am the prince Thor*Tangsen! Defeat me and you will be qualified to challenge my Father God!"

Thor, who was already huge in stature, wielded the hammer of Thor and carefully felt the power of thunder flowing in his body.

He is now completely different from the Thor who only used brute force back then.

A large amount of elemental power came from the world behind him. He had long been connected with the Jinlunga world, and they were intertwined. With every move he made, he could feel the infinite power of thunder and lightning bestowed upon him by this huge world.

Thor waved his hand casually, and a terrifying lightning strike was hundreds of meters long and more than ten meters thick.

If the opponent were to use an attack of this level, it would already be a powerful move.

When endless lightning exploded in front of Ninurta, shattering his divine shield again and again, Ninurta finally realized the terrifying gap between them that was like the difference between heaven and earth.

"No! Impossible! Absolutely impossible! Why is there such a big difference?" he screamed.

Thor laughed proudly: "If everyone doesn't use their divine powers, and just wrestles with their divine bodies, I don't mind!"

Ninurta paused.

Isn’t this bullying God?
Theoretically, Akkad, who was descended from the Sumerian pantheon, also had human body shape.

You, Thor, are three times as tall as me.

Who the hell is wrestling with you?
Ninurta was in despair.

He was unwilling to surrender just like that.

Then you can only grit your teeth and hold on.

He didn't know yet that Thor received an order from Downs before attacking - Ninurta must die!

It's a simple truth. Downs doesn't know whether the two worlds of Sumer and Akkad are independent and separated from each other, or whether they have a hereditary connection.

No matter which one it is, since a Ninurta appeared in the Sumerian world and was killed, even if this Ninurta became a god of war, Downs would never allow this Ninurta to continue living.

Must kill!

Soon, Ninurta, who was fighting against Thor, realized that it was meaningless to dodge. The opponent's attack was too fast, and all the attacks of the thunder god who controlled thunder and lightning could not be dodged at all. Instead of struggling in vain, it was better to give it a try.

It's either victory or death.

He rushed forward decisively, willing to deal a fatal blow to Thor even at the risk of injuring his own body.

Then, no more...

Having fought so many battles, Thor has extensive experience in fighting gods.

A simple and neat hammer headshot is the greatest respect for the enemy.

The defeat of Ninurta, the god of war and chief god, also announced the failure of the entire Akkadian pantheon.

(End of this chapter)