Foolish Brother Odin

Chapter 296 World Class Fishing

Peren's clone found it difficult to find a suitable adjective to describe these invading Chaos Demons.

After all, every Chaos Demon looks strange and has different shapes.

The only thought is more.

Too much!
The entire sky was filled with Chaos Demons that had penetrated the space barrier and poked their heads out.

They kept squirming, even trampling on each other, struggling and screaming as they passed through the sky, and fell from the sky like heavy rain to the ground.

They screamed and looked for any living thing to attack.

Even if there is no such thing, pure water is also good, and even breathing a breath of fresh air in this relatively pure space is also a kind of happiness.

This clone, Peren, saw with his own eyes that a Chaos Demon in the shape of a mantis straightened its back with an intoxicated expression, as if to say that it had had enough of the terrible chaotic atmosphere in the chaotic universe.

That scene easily reminds people of a beehive or an ant nest. The monsters, which number in the millions, can definitely cause people with trypophobia to attack.

Peren suddenly understood why those small worlds were destroyed before.

This is not a confrontation of equal magnitude.

A single small world has no chance of dealing with such a huge number of chaotic monsters.

Dying from exhaustion is the only thing a creature in a single world can do.

Even so, they died with dignity.

Perren had no doubt that their bodies would still be eaten by these outrageous and deformed monsters and turned into nutrients for chaos.

"Huh!" He let out a long breath and turned to look at the other leader: "Horus, are you ready?"

The clone of Horus looked stern and said, "We have been waiting for this day for a long time."

The Slavic and Egyptian gods had waited for ten years, waiting for the day when they could make a comeback through military exploits.

The fighting spirit of these two gods is more intense than anyone else!
Perron nodded and ordered, "Come out!"

"Yes--"

In the temple behind them, dozens of gods' clones flashed out first.

Immediately afterwards, a huge amount of light and shadow flashed out.

A silver network stretched out from under their feet along the floor tiles, passed the temple behind him, and stretched out in all directions. The strange divine power veins formed a huge divine power array, connecting several seemingly desolate pyramids into one.

Each pyramid was their hiding place for soldiers.

As the glow became brighter and brighter, the sky and the earth suddenly darkened.

The curtain of death has fallen.

A large number of heroic spirits poured out from the pyramid, their blurry faces had the same sharp eyes, and all their eyes were focused on the attacking Chaos Demons.

Some of them were born noble and died gloriously.

Some of them were born ordinary and died heroically.

But at this moment, they have the same name - the Heroic Spirits of Order!

The fusion of worlds did not erase their spirituality, but instead aroused their disgust for chaos.

Thousands of Heroic Spirits quickly filled every corner of the designated battlefield. The Heroic Knights wearing laurel wreaths and heavy armor tightened their grip on their horses, holding their weapons tightly in their hands, but all cast their eyes in one direction.

Perun's hammer and Horus' energy staff were shining brightly, and the light flattened this desolate and destroyed world.

Perron raised his hammer high and said loudly:
"I swear on my hammer that we will carry the glory. Sweep away all the evil demons of Chaos! My subordinates, the warriors of Order! Follow the oath we made to the world of Jinlunga, and walk along the path of Order without hesitation. If one day we are destroyed and fall, we will also become the flames of Order, paving the way for our descendants." "Oh oh oh——"

Swords and spears are like forests, and heroic spirits are like the sea.

Before the Slavic world was destroyed, a flag of a giant ice bear rose slowly above the battlefield on the ice and snow plains.

When his own world was destroyed, this hope was transferred to the world of Jinlunga.

It was Jinlunga who gave them new life and allowed their descendants to continue to reproduce.

These heroes and divine servants have found a whole new meaning for their existence!

Compared with them, Horus felt that his own family was really disappointing.

At least there is no comparison in terms of morale.

Horus raised his staff high, and the light was like the dawn of a new day: "Why do we fight? For victory, for the future, for tomorrow, for our descendants, so that they will no longer live under the shadow of chaos and destruction. What we need is not charity. What we need is - the dignity gained through military exploits -"

"Oh oh oh--"

Those Egyptian gods and heroes also held their breath.

Over the years, they have suffered a lot of contempt.

But it doesn’t matter, the opportunity has come.

As long as they proved their loyalty to the Aesir, they could rise in status.

Perhaps everyone here has a different fighting purpose, but this does not prevent them from defining the enemy in front of them as a common enemy.

Countless wills converged on the battlefield, and finally turned into a thunderous roar, piercing into the cluster of Chaos Demons with sharp spiritual power.

This is a war with no retreat.

Even if it is used as bait, if it is eaten up before the trap is triggered, then the bait will be given away in vain and the sacrifice will be meaningless.

They have to rely on themselves to get through the most difficult early stages.

No Chaos Demon could feel that this small desolate world was being quickly recovered by an invisible thread of extremely long, and was retreating at a faster speed than when it came.

This small world is maintained by the thick roots of a world tree. However, these roots do not exist in the real world, but in the subspace formed by space cavities.

Over the years, Downs collected those space cavities that drifted over, fixed them with divine power, and developed them into a relatively stable space channel, connecting to the abandoned world ahead.

When necessary, it can be quickly recycled like it is now.

Of course, there is no World Tree root that is more than 500,000 kilometers long.

Although the roots of the World Tree can rapidly proliferate plant cells in a short period of time and become longer under the drive of the Jinlunga World Will, they cannot be so long.

These detached roots are more like a stretchable rubber band, or like Spider-Man's spider silk. By ejecting and recovering, and tying them to a fulcrum in space, they can achieve the purpose of quickly recovering the bait world.

This is absolutely not feasible for an ordinary small world.

Because that horrible acceleration would definitely shake the brains of all intelligent creatures in the world.

There are no living people in this little trap world!
When the slingshot began to accelerate, the entire abandoned Egyptian world fell into chaos.

Everywhere there was a state of upheaval.

Not to mention the gods and heroic spirits under Perun and Horus, even the Chaos Demons with countless legs on the opposite side could not stabilize their bodies well in this accelerated world.

Amidst the howling of ghosts and gods, the whole world was forcibly dragged backwards.

(End of this chapter)