Foolish Brother Odin

Chapter 349 Ragnarok, but India (Part 2)

There is never any fairness when two worlds are at war.

Even if they are roughly the same size, the composition of different elements in the world and the differences in the quantity and quality of the population will cause the combat power of gods with different divine positions to vary.

No one understood the other god-king's thoughts better than Brahma: if the other party was really entangled with Fusang, there would be no way so many World Swords would fly over to support Gilgamesh and Thor.

So only one conclusion remains: the Trinity, the supreme god of India, has become a whetstone for the other side to train the prince.
This conclusion is both laughable and pathetic!

What breakthrough?
It doesn't exist at all.

The fact that they haven't reached the enemy's heartland after fighting for so long is the biggest evidence that they haven't even seen the World Tree's trunk, let alone its roots.

This means that even with all their might, the Hindu gods are only managing to conquer the outer world of other beings.

Shiva's angry roar still echoed through the heavens, and Thor's divine power showed no sign of diminishing.

The biggest weakness lies with Hela; her divine power is more than doubled.
For a genuine god of the underworld, only a massive number of deaths could cause his divine power to suddenly surge to this extent.

It feels like she sacrificed a world, converting it into her own divine power, and then recklessly used it to bombard Vishnu.

"The death of the world...?" Brahma's mouth was full of bitterness.

Before he knew it, an Egyptian sword had mysteriously pierced through Brahma's defenses, leaving a shallow bloodstain on his shoulder.

This is definitely not normal for Brahma, who has four arms.

The mistake was in his left forearm.

Gilgamesh couldn't help but spit out his venomous tongue and mock, "'Supreme Indian creator god'! This is not like you at all. Why are you fighting so timidly, without any confidence?"

Brahma was speechless.

He never expected that the other party would guess correctly by accident.

You should know that Brahma has four heads, four faces, and four arms.

If we really want to defend against it, it should be airtight from all angles, both above and below ground.

Brahma's four arms symbolize the four directions of east, west, south, and north, as well as the mind (right rear arm), wisdom (left rear arm), and self (right front arm). Confidence, on the other hand, is represented by the left front arm.

Was this a mistake, or was it fate?
It's hard to say!
Beneath Brahma's throne, a peacock cried out sharply, seemingly encouraging its master.

Brahma's three heads continued to recite the Vedas, but one of the heads had black spots on its white beard.

Originally, his white beard symbolized his eternal existence, but now it has turned black, which is not good.

Despite the ceaseless exchange of divine magic between the two sides, with dazzling elemental explosions resounding throughout the land, Brahma asked somewhat inexplicably, "Gilgamesh, is your father very strong?"

“Of course! He’s the only being in this chaotic universe who I completely admire.” Gilgamesh said without hesitation, “Don’t even think about it! My father, the god Downs, is a thousand times stronger than me!”

This was originally just Gilgamesh's habitual praise of his father, but who would have thought that Brahma would take it so seriously.

"Oh? Is that so? Is His Majesty Paulson really that strong..." Brahma looked at Gil's face with a longing expression: "It is indeed a pity that I cannot see the majesty of such a powerful God-King."

This has left Gilgamesh completely bewildered.

Just then, Enki, the sea god who had been keeping watch nearby, suddenly shouted a warning to him: "Gilgamesh! Don't get distracted. The enemy has four brains, you only have one. If you believe him, you're in danger." Enki's words made perfect sense, and Gilgamesh immediately snapped to attention, angrily shouting, "That old monster is shameless!"

Brahma had four eyes staring at Enki at the same time, clearly asking him: Do you really think I am such a being?

Enki dared not look Brahma in the eye.

Ultimately, this is nothing but an excuse.

Before the fight started, Towns had already told Enki and the others that he didn't want the Hindu pantheon to join the Aesir gods.

The reason is simple: despite the lofty appearance of the Hindu pantheon, their multi-headed and multi-armed divine bodies alone made Tang Si and most of the Aesir gods extremely uncomfortable.

It seems that the existence of Anubis, with its animal head and human body, is already the limit of what Downs can accept.

Perhaps for ordinary people in the Indian world, this posture signifies power and dominance.

For Towns and his teammates, this is a symbol of chaos!
Who among the good people or true gods has so many heads and arms?
If this isn't chaos, then who is?

The phrase "The guardians of order do not collude with chaos" is enough to shut the gods up.

The Aesir gods have long since passed the point where they need to absorb more deities to strengthen their race.

If all the core divine positions are already held by someone, even if the pie is expanded further in the future, arbitrarily dividing up the positions of the core deities could easily lead to internal strife.

For those who come later to want to ride on the invincible chariot of the Aesir, the difficulty will inevitably increase.

Behind every powerful combat-type deity, there must be a correspondingly powerful divine office supporting them.

If Towns recruits Shiva as his subordinate, does that mean he'll have to give him the [fire] element from Kinlunga? Or will he periodically sacrifice certain places for Shiva to destroy?

Firstly, it was unsuitable, and secondly, they didn't want to raise them, which meant that the fate of the Hindu pantheon was decided from the very beginning.

None of the three gods are fools.

After a brief exchange of thoughts, the entire Hindu pantheon abruptly chose to retreat.

Since the decapitation operation has completely failed, the only option is to retreat to our own world and wait for a change in circumstances.

This seems like a paradox: didn't they come out to fight because they couldn't defend their hometown? Why not fight to the very end?
It all comes down to timing!
Since they can't break through, and the Fusang pantheon is likely doomed, returning to their own world would at least prevent the elemental portals from being severed. Perhaps a desperate defense would also lead to certain death; who knows, a fourth world cluster might suddenly enter this star system and rewrite the balance of power here once more?

There has to be something to look forward to, right?
The Hindu gods are very active.

A powerful attack caused the earth to crack, the sky to shatter, and space to warp.

If Downs hadn't suddenly led the gods out to fight, the Triad might have successfully escaped the battle.

As thousands of azure wind blades cleaved through space, a crisp sound, like bones shattering, echoed through this battlefield of cannon fodder.

The golden-armored god-king Downs rode his divine steed, Asgard, and burst forth from the sky. The spray from the horse's hooves was actually water mist, and towering waves mixed with gale-force winds formed a waterspout that stretched across the heavens and the earth.

The massive waterspout beneath Towns' feet seemed to engulf the entire North Sea of ​​the Celtic world.

His appearance with the gods signifies that he intends to personally annihilate the last glimmer of hope of the Hindu gods.

(End of this chapter)