Foolish Brother Odin

Chapter 326 Jinlunjia Makes a Grand Appearance

The two major global clusters of India and Japan are in complete chaos.

Their homelands were invaded by millions of resurrected beings. These beings, who had returned to the order, were either shrewd and desperate for a chance to survive, or even begging to submit; or they were shrewd and engaged in rampant killing, or even seized villages and became kings.

The abandoned world of Malea, the main battlefield, is the most chaotic.

The two factions went mad trying to withdraw the gods themselves and their direct divine forces, to the point that even the demons under their command were not allowed to escape through those narrow spatial portals. Some of the out-of-control great demons even broke free of their restraints and attacked their masters, adding to the chaos.

The crucial issue is that, not only is the world collapsing from both above and below, but some mindless Chaos Demons have also been lured in and entered this world through the passage designated by Angra Newman. This has further exacerbated the chaos.

The real chaos, however, came from Susanoo's berserk attack and the loss of control of Vishnu's avatars. The former was an indispensable defensive core of the Fusang world, while the latter was one of the most powerful deity avatars among the Triads.

In this situation, we cannot give up easily, nor can we ignore the current situation and continue to pursue the matter.

That extreme inner turmoil nearly drove Amaterasu and Vishnu to madness.

In the dark, underground palace of Malea, a triumphant smile finally appeared on Angela Newman's face. He raised his arms wildly, his frenzied voice echoing throughout the palace:

"Yes, that's right, that's exactly it. Whether it's out of a remnant of humanity or based on self-interest, where there's conflict, there's contradiction. When even the highest gods have to kneel at my feet to beg for survival, and even willingly fall into chaos, that will be the end of this grand spectacle of destruction. Hahahaha!"

Around him, hundreds of Persian gods and their attendants, who had returned from chaos, prostrated themselves.

Most of them were his former subordinates, and some were his old enemies.

However, after being brutally beaten by chaos, in order to restore order, it had no choice but to lower its noble head to this former mortal enemy.

Princess Kushinada, who served as the ultimate bait, was nailed to the altar, as if she had been dead for a long time. Only the tears that kept sliding down her cheeks proved that she still had a breath left.

Everything seemed to be unfolding according to Angela Newman's script.

The originally high and mighty Three Gods and Three Noble Sons were nothing more than clowns he had fooled, performing clumsily on this stage called the War of Gods.

Just then, Angela suddenly sensed that something was wrong.

"Wait! Why has the number of Chaos Demons decreased so drastically?"

The mindless Chaos Demon harbors absolute hatred for the existence of order.

Logically, with tens of millions of beings of order gathered in this abandoned world, the release of such a massive aura of order upon the rupture of the world barrier should easily attract over a hundred million Chaos Demons. Even if most of these Chaos Demons are of low-level combat power, the problem is that the so-called eight million gods and one million Rakshasa on the other side are of similarly low quality.

When everyone is rotten, the side with the larger number of rotten people usually wins.

Angra doesn't expect these mindless Chaos Demons to achieve any victories; it's enough if they can hold back the retreat of these Orderly Beings before the destruction of Malaia.

His calculations should be perfect.

Suddenly, a chilling possibility occurred to him: the only way to lure the Chaos Demon away from such a massive lure of order was for an even larger order to have emerged.

Correct!
The world of Jinlunga, which merges 16 worlds, has arrived late, but it has made a grand entrance!

The sheer force with which the Jinlunga world, traveling at top speed, entered this star system was simply outrageous.

It's like a raging bull suddenly barging into a grand, bustling dance hall, charging around recklessly.

A world of this size would be perfectly normal to lure away all chaotic beings.

In the world of Jinlunga, at the Silver Palace, a group of Valkyries were intently watching the various mental projections within the hall, as well as gathering intelligence from different locations.

"The outer world barrier encountered an enormous number of Chaos Demons. Conservative estimates put it at the tens of millions."

"Vidal and his minions are manipulating the roots of the World Tree to kill them as many times as possible."

"The rock barrier is being breached! Preliminary feedback on the penetration rate is 7.8%!"

"The flame barrier has a purification rate of 99%!"

"Reports of large-scale Chaos Demon breakthroughs in regions E1 and K9 have been received, and Heroic Spirit troops have been dispatched."

"The situation in Sector E1 has stabilized. His Highness Anubis's clone has slain the invaders."

……

Downs leaned back lazily on the throne, quietly watching the Valkyrie and her attendants busy at work.

Now, with the enhancement of various divine spells, Jinlunga's defense system has taken on the feel of the large-scale command center he had before his transmigration.

The world is too big, and simply having everyone guard their own territory or having top-down vertical command is no longer suitable.

This tactic of relying on high-quality communication, quickly making judgments after integrating intelligence from all parties, and dispatching mobile forces at any time via the Rainbow Bridge is something that even the most intelligent beings like Enki and Hela could only vaguely understand, let alone the god-like barbarians of the Aesir in the past.

All they could do was admire and worship him.

I can barely understand it, let alone learn it.

All the gods knew was that Downs, relying on the defenses he had built, used a bunch of third-tier gods, along with a group of demigods, mortal heroes, and an inconspicuous army of divine servants, to thwart such a massive invasion.

In the past, the gods might have been alright, but those giants would have been exhausted long ago.

At this moment, Brunhilde reminded him, "Your Majesty! That world of Malea has entered the attack range of the World Tree's roots."

"Vidal, make two openings." In his mental projection, Towns accurately showed how big the two openings should be.

"Whoosh whoosh whoosh—" With a command from Downs, the thick, long green pillar stretched rapidly from the 'bottom' of the Golden Lunga world.

"Impossible!?" Angela Newman was the first deity in the Malea world to discover the anomaly.

If he were still on the side of chaos, he would most likely have discovered the arrival of the Jinlunga world much earlier.

Unfortunately, he was already on the side of order, and when he discovered Jinlunjia, he was not much earlier than the Three Noble Sons and the Three Gods.

What followed was pure shock.

A world of unknown size inexplicably emerged from endless chaotic clouds, and upon its arrival, it brandished enormous roots, each measured in tens of kilometers, tearing apart the spatial barrier of the Malea world.

These roots were so enormous that those clinging to them, like chaotic demons attacking them, looked like suckers on octopus tentacles...

"Sizzle! Sizzle!" That was the sound of the chaotic sky of Maleya being torn apart.

"No—" Angela Newman roared in fury.

(End of this chapter)