Foolish Brother Odin

Chapter 328 Who are you?
This situation was not an isolated case.

Without the battle with the Fusang pantheon and without Angra's 'divine assistance,' these exhausted gods, lacking divine support, could at least hold on for a day or two.

It's a pity that a Hindu deity like Agni didn't even last a full cycle.

"Hela, over here—" Scáthach's call startled Hela; she sensed her target.

"Jörmungandr!"

Hela gave a soft shout, and her unfortunate second brother mount immediately responded: "Coming."

The serpent of the mortal world is powerful, terrifying, and fragile at the same time.

No one knew better than Jormungandr himself the weaknesses within his massive body. The existence of his sister Hela was a perfect cover for his fatal flaw.

As the world of Jinlunga expanded, the size and length of Jormungandr, the World Serpent, returned to its peak, exceeding ten kilometers in length.

This is not a bloated body filled with the power of chaos, but a divine body truly filled with the power of order.

Even after the god-king Downs introduced the series of animal gods, the position of the serpent was naturally given to him, finally elevating him to the throne. He also gained subordinate gods such as the cobra goddess. Now, Jormungandr has reached the point where, as long as his soul is not destroyed, he can be reborn again through the reserved serpent eggs.

All his strength was contained in his snake body, so this resurrection also left him severely weakened.

Compared to the previous situation where death was simply a matter of being dead, this is much better now.

Hela leaped onto Jormungandr's serpent head, and the siblings formed a powerful combination. The enormous serpent swayed its terrifying body and charged toward the center of the battlefield.

Over there, Thor has already clashed with Shiva, the Hindu god of destruction.

"boom!"

Thunder tore through the sky, and the silver-armored Thor swung his hammer, Mjolnir, smashing through the chaotic heavens.

The moment it shattered the void, the hammer shadow, carrying immense thunder, crashed into the karmic fire lotus held aloft in the palm of the four-armed deity opposite.

The ten-thousand-meter-long purple lightning that exploded in the murky sky, even as just its aftershocks, reduced a thousand-meter-high mountain to dust in the shockwave.

"who are you?"

"and who are you?"

"Thor, the Thunder God of the Aesir!"

"Shiva, the Hindu god of destruction!"

In fact, Thor couldn't remember the other person's name because Shiva's self-designation was recited in Sanskrit, and the difficult pronunciation, even if understood through divine thought, sounded like "something-va" to Thor.

Isn't this a man?

Why is she called "Po"?
Thor's thought process is very simple; if he doesn't understand something, he won't bother with it.

By gathering the boundless thunderous power continuously supplied by the world behind him, the Thunder Hammer completed its second recharge at an extremely fast speed.

Seeing the opponent's unreasonable and blatantly bullying tactics, Shiva's face darkened, a rare occurrence.

Damn it! Just because the world is big doesn't mean you're all that great!
But Thor showed him through his actions that yes! The world is vast and powerful, and one can truly do whatever one wants.

The next bolt of lightning, exceeding a kilometer in diameter, was formed from the convergence of tens of thousands of lightning snakes in the world behind it. This sight nearly enraged Shiva.

Shiva's four arms danced wildly, his hand gestures creating eighty-one flames of world destruction, while the roots of black lotuses pierced into the shattered spatial rifts.

Instead of retreating, Shiva advanced, stepping barefoot on the blazing fire wheel and rolling upwards, attempting to shatter the edge of this world-destroying lightning pillar with his trident.

He succeeded, and then he failed.

Under the forceful pull of his destructive divine power, the massive lightning serpent's tip was indeed deflected, striking the distant plain to his right. The cost, however, was the tragic fate of Soma, one of the eight guardian gods.

Just a fraction of the energy from this extreme lightning strike was enough to reduce Him to ashes on the spot.

Shiva himself was also suffering; the remaining lightning from the tip of his halberd refracted and scorched a clear scorch mark on his ashen, bare shoulder.

Not only that, the bursting highly concentrated lightning plasma even swallowed the cobra coiled around him.

"You..." Shiva was so angry that he could barely utter a curse.

In close combat alone, Shiva was confident he had a 70% chance of easily defeating this thunderous giant. Although Thor was larger than him, he also had avatars at his disposal.

The key issue is that the opponent's divine power seems to be inexhaustible.

This approach of directly integrating one's own world into this one and quickly gaining control of it is too underhanded.

Purely using one's own nature to hurt others.

The worst part is that Shiva doesn't have a good way to deal with this kind of overwhelming force.

The warhammer, crackling with countless bolts of lightning, struck fiercely once more, unleashing a torrent of ten thousand blue-purple lightning bolts from its own back. Unable to hold back, Shiva abruptly opened his third eye, and wherever the blood-red light swept across, the lightning net crumbled inch by inch.

It was another clash of divine power, devoid of any fancy moves, and Shiva clearly felt the emptiness within his body.

In theory, any act of destruction can become part of his divine power—provided that it is his Indian world, or that the surrounding area is within the sphere of his divine influence.

Its three eyes swept across the land, revealing a lush and verdant landscape everywhere.

The way Jinlunga World Tree works—by desperately infusing the world's essence and rapidly taking root and sprouting in this land—is precisely the most effective counter to Shiva's [Destruction].

In other words, Shiva is not fighting against Thor; he is attempting to shake the world of Kinlunga, which has sixteen realms, with the power of an ant.

This battle of fighting against the almost infinite with the finite is what makes Shiva most distressed and desperate.

Turning his head, Shiva found Vishnu already facing off against a female death goddess. Meanwhile, Brahma, who had retreated to the Indian side earlier, had to confront a strange, flamboyant deity gleaming with golden light in order to maintain the spatial passage.

Everywhere you look, every Hindu deity is being attacked; you can't see any small battlefield where your side has the upper hand.

"Retreat! We must retreat!" Shiva commanded his two sons, Ganesha and Seganda.

withdraw?
Both India and Japan want to withdraw.

The problem is, we can't get out!
Shiva longed to see his former arch-enemy, the Fusang pantheon, become their scapegoat, taking the blows and absorbing the pain for them. Unexpectedly, this vast Aesir pantheon possessed the military strength to deploy sufficiently powerful deities at every juncture of this massive battlefront.

Is this person here to 'mediate' the fight?
No! This is just a pretext for reaping profits!
For the first time in his life, Shiva felt fear.

While Thor in front of them is indeed the other party's chief god, it sounds like the other party also has an incredibly powerful god-king.
So who will be the unlucky one?

The answer is... Amaterasu!
Amaterasu Ōmikami trembled all over.

The moment the golden-armored giant appeared, all the stars in the heavens dimmed.

The sixteen world-class divine swords surrounding him could be sensed to house a powerful soul no less powerful than hers within each sword.

The deep black eyes opposite her gave her a sense of disorientation, as if they could see right through her.

Her magnificent crane and pine patterned outer robe, her vibrant crimson trousers that resembled a skirt, and even the skin-like bodice beneath her white robe—every garment imbued with powerful divine energy—seemed to fail to obstruct the other's gaze.

"Who are you..." Amaterasu asked, trembling.

(End of this chapter)