Foolish Brother Odin

Chapter 278 A parallel world?
Even if we look at all the known worlds, including those that have been swallowed up and destroyed, the attention and care that the God King Tangs shows to mortals is top-notch.

Not to mention the most extreme pre-Sumerian god king Enlil, who destroyed humanity three times because humans were too noisy. Due to the different races, there are many god kings who ignore human survival. Only those gods who rely on a certain field of human beings to gain divine power will take care of designated groups of people.

Most of the gods are gods of a certain natural realm, and the life and death of humans have no effect on the source of their divine power.

Someone like Towns, who directly came out to save millions of mortals, is unique in the entire world.

Everyone knows that a locust plague is a ruthless knife that cuts apart people's lives and strips away their hopes. When a locust plague strikes, the only outcome for humans without food is that they are forced to leave their homes and wander hopelessly in the vast wilderness.

Just then, Towns took action.

Once the golden armored phantom towering into the clouds appeared, no one would mistake this divine king.

After a "no-fly" sound.

Suddenly, a terrible storm arose in the sky.

A huge amount of wind elements surged continuously, transforming into the most terrifying wind blades, shuttling back and forth in the sky. The entire airspace turned into the most terrifying meat grinder, instantly tearing tens of millions of locusts into tiny limbs.

It started raining locusts.

A huge amount of broken insect claw fragments fell to the ground with a crackling sound, like hail.

The farmers on the ground did not react at first, until these tiny pieces of chelicerae fell and even cut their arms, then they screamed.

Layer upon layer of insect corpses were piled on the ground. The farmers' first reaction was to be dumbfounded. They watched it all in amazement.

When they realized what was happening, they all burst into the loudest cheers.

"Thank you, His Majesty the God King!"

"Praise you - the great God of Wind, God of Sky, God of Water, the guardian of the world of Kinlunga -"

Regardless of the dirtiness of the ground, the injuries on their bodies, and even the pile of insect corpses on the ground, countless mortals kowtowed on the ground in gratitude.

Some injuries are painful, but it's all worth it.

Farmers have the most simple values - if the insects are killed, the fields are preserved, and they don't have to go hungry.

The monstrous locust swarms that no mortal man can match are ultimately no match for the true 'sky'.

Our own God-King is so good, he really comes out to calm the situation when something happens!
The Silver Palace, the High Throne.

Tang Si withdrew his gaze from the mortal world, turned around and instructed Brunhilde and other Valkyries: "I will temporarily grant you the [Power of Wind]. You must clean up the locust plague in the mortal world. You have to work hard recently."

"For Your Majesty, for Jinlunga, we are willing!" All the Valkyries knelt down together, their eyes full of gratitude.

Even if they become demigods and have lifespans far exceeding those of mortals, they are, after all, princesses born in mortal realms and know a little about the sufferings of the mortal world.

Now, after so many years, the Valkyrie team has expanded to 88 people.

In addition to being Tangs' maids, they have sufficient manpower to handle the affairs of the mortal world on behalf of the God-King. In a sense, they are doing the work of God.

Today, the Jinlunga world has become much stronger, and its regulating power has more than doubled. With more water, fire and wind elements, Downs has monopolized the two major elements of [wind] and [water]. With huge amounts of elements at his disposal, the [Fimbul Winter] event that caused the world to enter a three-year eternal winter is impossible to happen.

This is his military merit and also an enhancement of the divine power of the God King.

The dying struggle of the two worlds could certainly put obstacles in the way of the Jinlunjia world, but it was an unstoppable trend. Times had changed.

If there was only one world, the Maya and Aztec worlds would definitely be bigger than Jinlunga. At that time, Jinlunga was not a snake swallowing an elephant, but at least a snake swallowing a wild boar, the kind that would die of bloating if it couldn't eat enough.

Now, Jinlun plus its native land plus Celts, half of Sumer plus a small half of Akkad, plus the Inca world that has just been digested, has the size of five standard large worlds to crush two standard worlds that have lost all their gods.

No matter how many backlashes are caused during the swallowing, or how many natural and man-made disasters are caused, it is generally controllable.

It even triggered a wave of self-preservation among the mortals in the equally martial world of Jinlunga.

For 99% of mortals, the war between the big worlds is still too far away. Apart from occasionally conscripting a man and paying some war tax, they have never even left the area within kilometers of their birthplace in their entire lives.

However, the Fuso monsters that appeared everywhere really frightened them for a while.

Well, just for a while.

Specifically, in less than three days, Asgard responded extremely quickly for this era.

Every city with a population of more than 10,000 people is guarded by at least one Aesir giant, several gods from Asgard, and no less than one local hero.

Villages and towns with a population of more than a thousand people will have at least one divine servant in charge.

In addition, there are regular patrols by the light and dark elves, as well as irregular wide-area searches.

Combined with the mobile forces on standby at the Rainbow Bridge, as well as the divine vision of Heimdall and the bow god Yule, they aim to achieve 'discover and destroy' the Fuso monsters.

In this process, Asgard continues to discover mortal heroes and cultivate heroic spirits.

Once upon a time, Downs felt that it was pointless to recruit a large number of heroes in Valhalla. After all, these mortal heroes were useless in Ragnarok. Considering that recruiting too many heroes would affect the balance between life and death, the number of heroes was strictly limited to less than a thousand. In order to ensure quality, a relatively cruel last-place elimination system was implemented.

As the Jinlunga world expanded many times and the world's carrying capacity increased, Downs had already changed his mind.

As the Aesir expanded in size, the number of giants and heroes in the middle layer also increased in order to maintain the pyramid structure. Now the number of heroes has increased to 5090.

The existence of the heroic spirits greatly offset the destructive power brought by the Fuso monsters.

In fact, compared to the harassment from these insignificant Fuso monsters, what Downs is more curious about is... where these things came from?

In the entire Aesir race, no other god knows more about space teleportation than him.

He was extremely sure that the Jinlunga world barrier was intact, and there were not a large number of portals or anything like that opened on the continent.

Then the remaining direction is...ghost?

To this end, he found a new version of the 'Three Goddesses of Death'.

"Where did those Fusang ghosts come from? Do you three have any idea?"

The three goddesses of death looked at each other, and in the end, it was definitely Hela, the righteous god, who spoke first. She bowed deeply and said, "Your Majesty, we suspect that there is a parallel universe in this chaotic universe."

In a word, it's a bit difficult to deal with Towns.

(End of this chapter)