Foolish Brother Odin

Chapter 350 Ragnarok, But India (Part 2)

The worst thing is when the battlefield suddenly goes silent!
The sudden silence on the battlefield could only mean one thing—the battle has been decided!

At this moment, this place is very quiet.

Beneath the calm surface, there surged the excitement and fervor of the Aesir's impending victory, and the despair and lamentation of the impending destruction of the Hindu pantheon.

Even Shiva, who loved to shout and fight fiercely, could only move his mouth a few times, but ultimately could not utter a single word.

Brahma, Vishnu, and Shiva, three gods with six heads and twelve arms, most of which were facing Downs, with only a portion of their consciousness remaining locked onto Thor and other gods who were confronting them.

Brahma spoke first: "Great King—Your Majesty Downs Paulson! Is it not possible for India and the Aesir to coexist peacefully?"

Brahma's wise voice echoed across the entire battlefield, etching itself into the hearts of every participant.

As expected, the Triads are quite fascinating. When something goes wrong, Shiva takes the lead; when things turn around and he gets attacked, Vishnu takes the blame; and if all else fails, Brahma takes the fall.

Upon hearing Brahma's words, Towns' lips curled into a slight smile.

"I am the guardian of all order in the world! The conqueror of the chaotic universe! Logically speaking, I should not refuse the legitimate request of another world of order." At this point, Downs deliberately paused: "Any organization has the right to wage war against another organization. You can choose when to start a war, but how the war ends is not up to you."

"Can we unite to fight against this chaotic universe?"

Downs shook his head: "We will never join forces with the representatives of Chaos. Four-headed or four-armed heretics are hardly 'order'!"

The three gods, with their six faces, collapsed simultaneously.

In India, four arms are a symbol of power and supreme authority, and a representation of supreme divine power.

Downs' words meant a direct denial of their divine authority, and the Triads' expression immediately changed!

Shiva couldn't help but utter an ancient Indian phrase, which roughly translates to: "Aren't you afraid that we'll both perish?"

Towns proudly raised his head, pointing his nostrils at the three 'little monsters' in the distance: "If you can do it, then try!"

If there's nothing left to talk about, and nothing left to tolerate, then there's no need to tolerate it any longer!

"Destroy the Aesir!" Shiva launched the first attack.

Following closely behind him, a large group of well-known deities in the Hindu pantheon, including Vishnu, Brahma, Indra, Agni, Varuna, Yama, and Surya, launched a collective charge.

Correspondingly, a large number of powerful Aesir gods fearlessly stepped forward: in addition to those who had previously fought the Triads, there were also Ishtar, the goddess of Venus; Enki, the goddess of the sea; Scáthach, the goddess of death; Baldr, the god of light; and other gods.

Faced with the colossal beasts of the Hindu pantheon, the Aesir also had the souls of giant beasts like Kraken and Nidhogg to take their place.

In terms of both quantity and quality, this Aesir squad is definitely not bad, not to mention that Downs' side still has god-king level underlings like Arthur, Peron, and Horus who haven't been deployed yet. And they won't be deployed either.

After all, the battle in Japan is over, so it wouldn't be right for them to come here and steal credit.

The only one who could be considered to have made a move was Towns.

Since the start of the war, the Indian world has been working hard to support the Hindu gods, led by the Trinity, and forcibly transforming divine power into an invisible and intangible river of divine power across two worlds, which is then transported to the scene.

At this moment, exaggeratedly bright light flashed incessantly, and the elements between heaven and earth were already in chaos. Countless divine spells clashed and collided, causing the energy of this world to become disordered.

In this situation, even gods who have the advantage of home ground cannot make good use of the energy in their surroundings. The only reliable source of energy is the divine power supplied from their native world.

Just then, an invisible energy hand, powerful enough to tear the heavens and earth apart, grasped the divine power transmission belt of the Hindu pantheon.

The Triad Gods, who were the first to be affected, felt as if the Void River, which was channeling divine power to them, had suddenly dried up and cracked.

This was no illusion; smoke rose from the supposedly invisible energy beam. The invisible shield, reinforced by the combined divine power array of the three gods, shattered instantly, resembling shards of porcelain scattered across the sky. The Sanskrit runes that had flowed upon it were now rapidly baked away like droplets of water on a scorching hot iron plate.

The next moment, the immense divine power transmitted from the Indian world transformed into spatial turbulence, scattering across this small world, which served as the battlefield in front of it.

The Hindu gods turned around in astonishment, only to see that the path they had come from had become a huge whirlpool.

Destruction is far easier than construction.

The divine power transmission line, painstakingly crafted by the core deities led by the Triad God, was thus easily severed by the opposing god-king.

Immediately afterwards, the Hindu gods were horrified to discover that while the divine power consumed by the fierce battle was increasing dramatically, the divine power they were gaining was decreasing dramatically, and the pool of divine power they relied on seemed to be withering away in an instant.

"Do not--"

"Something must be done?"

"Surrender?"

"Damn the Aesir, they won't accept surrender!"

The Hindu gods were in complete chaos.

Indian monsters who rely solely on their physical bodies fared somewhat better, but deities who depended more on divine magic fared much worse. They had to carefully control the consumption of their divine power, or they would likely be the first to die.

The situation immediately became one-sided.

Asaph continued to recklessly unleash his powerful attacks, forcing Hindu gods to begin paying more attention to so-called techniques.

This premonition of failure quickly spread among the Indian gods.

Only Shiva is truly enlightened.

"Charge with me! We must fight our way back to our world, or we will all perish here—"

Shiva's words make a lot of sense, but the problem is that it's hard to put them into practice.

On the other side, Thor raised Mjolnir, the hammer of Thor, and casually summoned the thunderous power of the sixteen realms.

As casually as eating and drinking, it unleashed a raging storm that covered thousands of miles.

In the aftershocks of the thunder, swathes of Shiva's demons were reduced to dust and fell to the ground.

“I told you, I am your opponent!” Thor said seriously. “If you are willing, we can fight seriously without using divine power.”

Shiva was actually a little touched.

To be honest, don't be fooled by Shiva's four arms, which might give him a natural advantage in a fight; it all depends on who he's up against. Against Thor, who is three times his height, he's no different from a crippled crab with a broken leg.

The irony is this: even with such an advantage, Thor is actually the least cheating of all the Aesir gods.

Look around, which Asgardian isn't taking advantage of their home ground to frantically absorb the divine power supplied by their own world, unleashing unlimited firepower and bombarding the Hindu gods?
Shiva laughed, a radiant laugh. He brandished his four arms, raising his already cracked trident high, and charged toward Thor.

As the sun sets, its rays fall on Shiva, casting a long shadow.

This is Ragnarok, but in India!

(End of this chapter)