Foolish Brother Odin

Chapter 337 A Battle of Wits

The attack on the world of Jinlunga was proceeding in an orderly manner.

The Aesir gods were already used to this method.

The idea that hot-melting can be used to open a path or that loyal defectors will always succeed is nonsense.

This is a classic example of crushing the opponent with sheer global scale.

Downs, who had a plan in mind, didn't even let Vidal and the World Tree go all out. After all, the size of the Indian world was not small. In terms of volume alone, it was not as large as the three realms of the Maya combined. However, the world is three-dimensional. Compared to the South American continent, which is mostly plains, half of the Indian world's terrain is mountainous.

Downs wasn't sure if this Indian world also possessed half of the Himalayas, but his initial divine sense sensed that this world had a higher altitude and more earth element. This other perspective enhanced the total elemental quantity of the Indian world. Moreover, this world also contained half of the Indian Ocean.

After the battle between the world of Kinlunga and the world of India, another problem was discovered—the world of India and the several smaller worlds it conquered and annexed were more interconnected than Downs had imagined.

"Perhaps the pantheon is a master-servant relationship, but the elements are in circulation? Is that really so bizarre?" Looking at the report, Tang Song was both amused and exasperated.

In a sense, this is also a different kind of conquest.

Instead of completely incorporating the conquered pantheons into its own pantheon, India forced its subordinate pantheons to relinquish control of a portion of their smaller worlds. This method of draining resources was unheard of in the divine realm.

“However, in that case, it is necessary to go and see the subordinate worlds of India.” Tangston paused for a moment, then began to assign tasks: “Arthur, Horus, and Peren, each of you take your men and go to those three minor worlds in India to take a look. If you encounter the Triads, I will send reinforcements.”

"Yes!" the three muscular men replied in unison.

This is also a calculated move.

Since you Indians are putting up a fierce resistance on your own soil, how will you respond if I send a detachment to destroy your resource-rich areas?
These three would definitely be considered god-kings in any other world. The divine power they wield now surpasses that of most god-kings.

With the World Tree Roots accompanying the invasion, India shouldn't try to emulate Angra Newman by separating the smaller world, creating chaos, and initiating its self-destruction.

This presents the Hindu gods with a dilemma: either send their main forces to save their own subordinate smaller worlds, thus diluting the main world's fighting strength and increasing the chances of being defeated one by one by the Aesir gods; or ignore the smaller worlds and devote all their fighting strength to the main battlefield.

Regardless of which of the three gods is chosen, Downs has ample room for maneuver and even has surplus troops to guard against a possible 'backstab' by the Fusang gods.

After the order was given, the Aesir gods quickly sprang into action.

rustling!
The roots of the World Tree, which seemed utterly evil in the eyes of the other party, reached out once again.

The unreinforced world barrier of this small world quickly began to groan in its death throes as the roots tore at it. The dark red sky, which had been a warning of an approaching enemy, suddenly turned into a strange, clear green, and the stale, murky air even exhaled a charming sense of freshness.

For the mortals of the Pakistani world, if this is not a world-class invasion, it would definitely be a good thing.

As more tentacles reached in from the ends of the sky and the earth, mortals and gods alike wove together into a chaotic 'symphony'.

Yes, it only makes a sound, but there's no music.

Arthur led the charge, kicking aside a fragment of a barrier solidified by divine power. With Excalibur, he casually sliced ​​through the enemy's divine barrier, leaving a trail of azure light on it. The barrier, now unsupported, receded like a tide, and clear ripples of divine power surged from the horizon, signaling the arrival of the enemy's mobile forces.

Unfortunately, this was not a battle between evenly matched opponents.

How could a guardian deity of a small world, especially one whose divine power foundation had been largely taken away by his superiors, possibly be a match for the sixteen realm knight gods?
The moment the two clashed, the opponent was horrified to discover that his lowly divine weapon had been severed by this valiant knight god with a single sword strike, and that his divine body had even staggered and collided with the blade of the Excalibur.

The surging divine power erupted from the unfortunate man's body, melting his armor and even causing white smoke to rise from his severed divine body.

Another minor god wanted to attack Arthur, but little did he know that the demigod knight Gawain, whom he looked down upon, only managed to utter a half-whimper with a single strike, and his divine body was easily cleaved in two by the opponent's extremely skillful swordsmanship.

In the instant he fell, he couldn't understand why a mere demigod could possess such extraordinary power.
This is a classic example of information asymmetry.

In the vast world, demigods are beings who have mastered some extraordinary law, capable of actively drawing extraordinary power from a particular field. The only difference between a demigod and a true god lies in the so-called "ignition of divine fire." Only deities recognized by the will of the world can obtain all the corresponding divine power from a given field.

Demigods acquire knowledge through their own efforts, while true gods are those who receive offerings from all beings in a particular realm.

Arthur spared no effort in using his divine power to support his most elite small group of knights, hoping they would achieve great feats and eventually ascend to become true gods.

The divine power consumed by this method of raising demigods is even greater than the total divine power of the entire divine race in this small world.

After Arthur tested the enemy's strength with one move, he stopped attacking, rested his divine sword on the ground, and quietly watched the knights unleash their power.

Even without his intervention, this place has become a nightmare-like vortex for the enemy.

No matter how many gods or servants come, they will be instantly devoured by this meat grinder.

Not long after, Bedivere returned, stepping on a small pool of dark red divine blood on the ground, and reported: "My lord, the enemy's resistance has been broken, and about three true gods have escaped."

Having lost its master, this divine realm high in the sky has begun to collapse. Many objects are in a near-weightless state, and even spilled wine condenses into suspended chains of beads in mid-air.

As Arthur walked by, his divine aura easily evaporated these things, leaving a faint mist of alcohol in the surroundings.

Arthur had no intention of keeping the small temple. He glanced at it and said, "Inform His Majesty the God-King of the results. Let's retreat to the vicinity of the World Barrier and let the World Tree continue to reshape this world."

"Yes--"

Towns was both amused and exasperated after receiving the report.

These guys are really going all out, determined to outdo each other. They're all going to be incredibly ruthless.

The plan was to attack the enemy's minor gods and attract the Triads, but in the end, each of them almost wiped out the entire enemy team.
In a single day, four subordinate minor pantheons were wiped out... cough cough, the reason it's four is because the 'Odin pantheon' also managed to steal one.

Towns could easily imagine the Trinity's reaction.

(End of this chapter)