Foolish Brother Odin

Chapter 440 The Royal Army, Please Come Here

In theory, the God-Emperor is omnipotent.

He resides in the divine realm, high above, overlooking all living beings and surveying everything, able to arbitrarily unleash thunder to punish all who disobey.

In fact, Downs knew that gods had many limitations since the time of ordinary gods.

The prayers of believers are so numerous and noisy that even the "read but don't reply" rule is impossible; ordinary voices often have to be deleted with a single click. Only those fanatical believers whose spiritual power far surpasses that of mortals can have their heart's voice reach... the divine servants who are the assistants of the gods.

Unless it is a voice that the gods have recorded the fluctuations of their souls, such as a chosen one, there is no chance that the voice will reach the ears of the gods.

On the other side, in the Greek world, the gods, led by Zeus, had the ability but no interest in interfering.

With the exception of a very few deities, such as Athena, most Olympian gods would not be interested in the life or death of mortals.

Ultimately, Titans and mortals are not the same species. Just as humans don't care about the life or death of ants.

As for the Olympian gods, they would only belatedly inquire about it if a large number of human deaths significantly affected their acquisition of divine power.

So forget about opening the full map; they're too lazy to even send their divine vision and perception to the mortal realm.

This gave the mortal armies belonging to the Aesir a chance.

"This is a divine war launched in the name of God-Emperor Downs Paulson—to punish those who believe in false gods! Kill all the rebels! Take the rest back as slaves!" Kings, generals, and even privateer captains from different regions issued similar appeals to their subordinates.

"Ooh ooh ooh—" Millions of men, eager to achieve upward social mobility, raised their weapons and responded with deafening shouts.

And their god Aesir responded immediately after they offered sacrifices.

Multicolored divine light descended from the sky, bestowing upon them various enhanced states.

Various divine spells such as [Courage], [Elements], [Sharpness of the Spear], and [Stone Skin], as long as they do not conflict, even if the divine power is very weak, are enough to grant every warrior going into battle a long period of blessing.

This is the benefit of polytheism where interests are aligned.

Even though the gods knew that the million-strong army His Majesty the Divine Emperor had dispatched this time consisted mostly of shallow believers with wavering faith, they still spared no effort in bestowing blessings upon them. This was the source of their great power and influence; the world was vast, and the accumulated divine power from their divine office was enough to support them in a protracted divine war.

Whether these shallow believers return alive is not important; the key is to cause trouble for the Olympian gods.

It wouldn't matter if these guys who didn't really believe in the Aesir surrendered to the other side; to Zeus, they were the uncontrollable outsiders. If they dared to surrender, they would probably suffer an even more terrible death.

The only deity who could truly benefit from this situation might be Hades, the god of the underworld.

At the same time, in the main hall of the Silver Palace, Downs and a group of core deities were watching the mental projections coming from all over the world.

"Oh?" Several god-kings, including Gilgamesh, keenly noticed that quite a few mortal archers among the expeditionary force possessed Artemis's hunting blessing.

"Ha!" Ekaterina chuckled softly.

The reactions of these Downs children provoked Artemis, causing her to lower her head in shame, unable to look at the core deities.

The invasion has begun!

From Athens to Sparta, from Syracuse to Corinth, from Thebes to Megara, almost every Greek city-state's main city and outskirts were gripped by panic because of the fierce Aesir mortal warriors who emerged from the long, narrow passageway of space.

To the surprise of these new Kinlunga, the opposing side's will to resist seemed unusually low.

Needless to say, the Greek slaves, seeing that the Ginnengans didn't indiscriminately slaughter them and even sent people to shout in Greek, "Slaves who surrender to the Ginnengan world can become free citizens," stammered in various languages ​​the Ginnengans couldn't understand, pointing and leading the way. When the Ginnengans reached near the city gates, some slaves even staged a mass uprising, attacking the gate guards and causing many attempts by the guards to close the gates to fail completely.

It's a perfect Greek version of "This way, please, Your Majesty."

These warriors, known as the Neo-Ginlunga, were able to easily storm into these towns, whose walls were not actually very high, thus hastening the collapse of the ancient Greek rule.

"Ahhh-"

Burning olive branches cast distorted shadows on the stone wall, and thick smoke, carrying the acrid aroma of laurel branches, swirled upwards.

A bearded, Jinlunga warrior clad in full iron armor kicked open the door of a Greek slave owner's house, his leopard-like head and piercing eyes reflecting the flickering flames of the city.

Looking at the shrine in the center of the main hall where the image of Apollo was enshrined, he carelessly smashed the pottery jar used for the offering with an axe, and the fragments and dried figs rolled all over the ground.

A Greek man, not yet fully armored, roared and charged forward wielding a bronze sword, but halfway there, he was shot dead by a short bow from a Ginnung warrior.

The leading Jinlunga warrior laughed as he chopped off the head of the still-breathing Greek man, while the Greek slaves who had been prostrate on the ground in fear immediately jumped up and helped grab a boy huddled behind a shrine.

In the side hall, a barefoot Greek lady who was running away was swept down by a spear by a Kinlunga warrior and quickly tied up with rope.

Similar scenes are frequently occurring throughout Greece.

Of all the Olympian gods, only Athena sent a portion of the 'Saints' to the mortal realm to assist human kingdoms in defending against foreign enemies.

Unfortunately, there were too many enemies.

Inside the temple on Mount Olympus, Athena spat angrily, "Damn it! Why are there so many soldiers on the other side!"

The disadvantages of the Greeks' small population were exposed to the light of day at this moment.

In every prosperous Greek city-state, at least five slaves supported one Greek.

When the slaves joined forces with the enemy to rise up in rebellion, the Greeks, with their small numbers, could not even suppress the rebellion, let alone resist the Ginnunga.

What chilled Athena the most was that among the Greek gods, only she, Hestia, and a few other deities intervened, using their divine power and servants to protect the believers.

The Greek city-states that had been ravaged before, such as Mycenae and Sparta, were completely ignored by their god-king Ares.

Athena is having a tough time!

She dropped phantom images of the gods over Athens to intimidate the enemy and unleashed various divine punishments, effectively killing thousands of Jinlunga people and causing the remnants of these not-so-fervent raiders to flee in terror.

so what?

She could save Athens, but not the other Greek city-states.

That is the territory of other god-kings; she cannot cross that line.

They could only watch helplessly as the whole of Greece was engulfed in war.

Meanwhile, in the Temple of Light, Apollo sat slumped on his throne, silent for a long time. He saw the hunting blessings on the Jinlenga people and, through divination, 'saw' his sister Artemis, happily nestled in a radiant and majestic figure.

"Sister, have you really betrayed us?"

(End of this chapter)