Foolish Brother Odin

Chapter 457 The Perfect Plan?
"What? Impossible!" Zeus was unusually flustered. He stood up abruptly from his throne, his divine eyes unfocused, seemingly looking ahead, but actually staring intently at the crack in the earth.

The boundary between ordinary earth and hell no longer exists because of this horrific scar on the earth.

The colossal Titan's hands gripped the rock strata, the cracking sound of its ascent becoming a death knell from hell, resounding and shaking the very heart of the mighty God-Emperor.

Zeus wasn't afraid of Cronus alone. He had already struck his father with thunder once, and he was confident he could strike him back a second time.

What I fear most is this kind of attack from both inside and outside.

He faced a direct confrontation with the powerful Aesir gods, who killed his subordinates and destroyed his temples.

Inside, there's a ruthless, rebellious Titan who's ready to tear him apart, destroy his foundations, and ruin his rule.

This situation, where he was caught between a rock and a hard place, undoubtedly pushed him into a desperate situation.

For a moment, Zeus was completely stunned.

This unexpected event not only caught Zeus off guard, but also stunned Hela and the others—how come we were beating up the Olympian gods, and suddenly a giant jumped out to beat up Zeus as well?
Is there really such a good thing in the world?
Due to a severe lack of intelligence, Hela and her people dared not act rashly for the time being.

Fortunately, they had an incredibly powerful god-king.

While they were engaged in fierce fighting on the front lines, Towns kept a close eye on the battle situation in various places through his divine sense. Almost as soon as the earth cracked open, Towns knew what was going on.

Even though Downs didn't know that his good brother Odin had played a big role in Cronus's escape, it didn't prevent him from making the right judgment immediately.

【Asahi, the god on the front lines, heed my command!】

Towns' authoritative and powerful voice resounded in the minds of all the Asgardians, instantly putting them at ease.

[Your Majesty, please speak!]

[The enemy of my enemy can be my ally. The Aesir at the front, keep your distance and provide divine support to the approaching Titan Cronus. Remember, try to neutralize Zeus's thunderbolts; the rest is up to you. This time, the goal is not to kill the enemy, but simply to ensure your own safety and hold out for one hour.]

【clear! 】

The scene was one of cataclysmic destruction and chaotic elemental flow. Under such circumstances, Hela, as the frontline commander, would normally find it difficult to make a judgment. Generally speaking, a first-rate commander would choose to evacuate immediately to avoid losses, then return to assess the situation before making further plans.

How could anyone increase their bets like Towns did?

Ironically, Hela and the others' actions coincided with a false promise made by the brother of a washed-up god-king.

Rewind to an hour earlier, when the Aesir first stormed the area beneath Mount Olympus, the immense commotion caused by the changes in the world was so great that even Tartarus could hear it.

This is not a delusion!
Atlantis was destroyed, losing one-seventh of its original size. Such drastic changes affecting the entire world are quite remarkable.

Cronus jumped up in excitement. His massive divine body moved, and the cursed shackles that had been symbolically binding him suddenly clanged. Just as they were about to break, Odin rushed over to stop him!

"Cronus! What are you doing? Didn't we agree to wait for my brother's signal?" Odin was also anxious. He had hypnotized himself too many times and announced to Cronus and the other Titans and his subordinates that he had a complete plan. He almost believed that Downs would definitely come to pick him and Cronus up.

When the moment came, Odin suddenly realized—his good brother had never promised him anything. It had all been wishful thinking on his part from beginning to end.

Seeing that Cronus had suddenly become unreasonable, Odin was furious.

Having been in contact with him for so long, Odin naturally knew that Cronus was a volatile, unreasonable guy who only listened to physics. However, after being imprisoned for so long, Odin somewhat hoped that this big pawn would still act according to his wishes, for example, at least until the divine power of the Downs entered the Greek world before taking action.

This is the safest time to act. Unfortunately, each of the three generations of Greek god-kings had some outrageous and supernatural abilities.

If Cronus had been so good-natured back then, and hadn't been so selfish, why would he have forced his own children to rebel against him?

Kronos had been harboring resentment for countless years. He had given up before because he didn't have the chance, but now that the shackles were almost completely broken, he was unwilling to wait any longer.

“I never promised to follow your instructions. We just share the same goal. I never said I was your subordinate.” This large, rugged face held a cunning and ruthlessness that seemed incongruous with its appearance.

Odin's heart sank. Even now, he still tried to control Cronus: "Without us Aesir, you cannot stand against Zeus."

If you could have won back then, you wouldn't be here!

The former Titan god-king's enormous, house-sized eyes rolled: "It's alright, you Aesir gods yourselves are the best counterbalance."

Existence itself is a constraint.

Upon hearing this, Odin realized that this worthless god-king still harbored the ambition to overthrow Zeus and reclaim the throne for himself, and even planned to betray the Aesir after using them.

"Hmph! Then don't blame us, the Aesir, for only providing you with the bare minimum of protection."

On the big picture, they were at least on the same page—to kill Zeus first!

"That's enough!" Kronos roared, and the terrible cursed bronze shackles on his body shattered and turned into scrap metal that flew in all directions.

Such a commotion eventually attracted the attention of the remaining two hundred-armed giants.

Right before Odin, Cronus and the other freed Titans launched a long-awaited attack on the Hundred-Handed Giant.

This is a terrifying battle that could overturn the entire Tartarus hell.

After the Iron Pillar of Destiny corroded most of the surrounding bronze walls, the only thing that would determine the outcome was pure force.

With every casual gesture they make, hundreds of innocent souls will suffer.

Instruments of torture designed for mortals are nothing but dust in the face of these Titans, who are often dozens of stories tall.

Without divine power, the bronze city wall is nothing more than a pebble under the feet of a giant.

Odin even saw a Titan lift a section of the city wall and use it as a weapon to slam it into the faces of a hundred-armed giant.

"Smack!" In an instant, countless heads and arms were smashed into a bloody mess.

In the Titanomachy, Cronus and his allies were indeed soundly defeated by the Hundred-Handed Giants, but the real decisive factor was Zeus, who, with the help of the Cyclopes, possessed the power of thunder.

Without Zeus's help, the Hundred-Handed Giants could not have defeated the twelve Titans, let alone now that there are only two Giants left.

From the very beginning, the Hundred-Handed Giant was at a complete disadvantage...

Back in the present, when Odin and his companions saw the Titans, including Cronus, fighting the Olympian gods after they climbed onto the ground, while the Aesir gods, including Hela, provided divine protection from a distance, Odin finally felt relieved.

Odin confidently told Apche, "Everything is going according to our brothers' plan!"

(End of this chapter)