Foolish Brother Odin

Chapter 470 puts Odin on the fire again.

Who is Odin?

He's not his mentally challenged third brother Willy, nor is he the silly and adorable Ishtar.

Despite Odin's miserable state in this life, even having to self-proclaim the title of God-King, from his perspective, he hasn't actually done much wrong. It's purely because his older brother, Downs, is far more outrageous and monstrous, having completely dominated him from beginning to end.

At this moment, Odin once again felt his fate being ruthlessly toyed with by his elder brother.

He could fool Cronus, deceive his subordinates, and frighten the newly surrendered slave god, but he could not fool himself.

No one knew better than himself that he had long since betrayed the Aesir, and that his elder brother Downs had only used his remnant soul as a vanguard and scout since Ragnarok.

What support?
nonexistent!

The only thing that prevented the eldest brother from finally killing him was the so-called family affection.

As for whether his elder brother truly loved him... perhaps even their father, Paul, didn't know. Perhaps his elder brother was just pretending to love him and couldn't bear to kill him.

Unfortunately, all of this was Odin's own doing.

He couldn't even stand on moral high ground to criticize his own older brother.

It is precisely because he and his men are living in misery that they need the so-called "winning philosophy" even more, to numb themselves with a spirit of victory and escape the unbearable reality.

They call them gods, but they might not be doing as well as many ordinary mortals in Kinlunga.

No one knew Downs better than Odin—why send Hades' daughter of all people? Odin had just destroyed Tartarus, near Hades' stronghold, releasing the Titans. After this was over, how could Zeus not blame Hades, and how could Hades possibly let Odin off the hook?

Sending Makaria here forces Odin to accept it and then bear the potential wrath of Hades.

If Odin dares not accept, then he will have to say goodbye to his world of Lilanka.

Everything is an exchange!
As long as Odin continues to fight the Olympian gods, he will be a good brother to Downs.

Odin dared to attempt to escape; he was a great traitor whom the Aesir had to kill!

Towns' move left Odin both angry and helpless.

Without the Aesir's coattails, Odin couldn't even raise a banner.

At this moment, Catherine asked with a half-smile, "What? Second Uncle, is there any other problem? Isn't everything going according to my Father God and Second Uncle's plan?"

She nearly choked Odin to death.

Odin was at his wit's end. Of all the divine children his elder brother had fathered, while they were all powerful, none of them were as intelligent as this one!

Odin felt the eager gazes of Apuch and the others, and knew that his big brother had probably guessed most of his boasts and even set a trap for him.

What else could Odin do? He was desperate too!
You have to keep your own boasts, even if it's painful.

He agreed; he's awesome.

If he doesn't agree, then his boasting has been exposed! He'll most likely have to say goodbye to the throne he so painstakingly reclaimed.

Odin chuckled awkwardly, "Of course it's in our brotherly plan. I didn't expect that after all these years, our teamwork would still be so good!" "Of course."

Catherine imitated her perfectly; her dignified demeanor and exquisite smile left onlookers with no faults.

She gave a graceful bow and smiled, saying, "Then please have Second Uncle take over the world of Lilanka as soon as possible. The command of the other newly descended pantheons will also be temporarily handed over to Second Uncle. During the period when the mutated star sector is inaccessible, please ensure that the Olympian gods cannot regain control of the subordinate pantheons."

At that moment, Odin felt like killing his niece and cursed Towns as a bastard.

Isn't this forcing me to bear the wrath of Zeus?
No, wait, there's still that bunch of idiot Titans like Cronus leading the charge. Well, it's not necessarily impossible, just too risky.

Odin knew perfectly well that he was now completely trapped and unable to escape.

After much deliberation, he finally resigned himself to his fate, though he still wanted to put up a fight: "I lack help here. Niece, go back and tell your brother to send more help over."

“Okay, no problem.” Ekaterina readily agreed: “Don’t worry, Second Uncle, if we succeed this time, you’ll be the one who gets the most credit!”

Almost every muscle in Odin's cheek was twitching slightly.

Catherine left, and the moment she departed, cheers erupted from the Dogon Temple.

"Your Majesty! Congratulations, Your Majesty!" Apche was the most excited.

He was already in despair when he was imprisoned in Tartarus. Listening to Odin's boasts, he always felt that everything was unreliable. Who knew that Odin would actually succeed? He found the artifact for dismantling the prison, the "Pillars of Fate," and then waited for the Aesir to launch a massive invasion, thus completing the great feat of instigating the Titans to rebel.

Even though Apche had more doubts about Odin before, seeing that the Aesir had actually sent support and gifts, most of Apche's doubts disappeared.

The only remaining question is—did God-Emperor Tang Si place far too much faith in his younger brother's fighting prowess? Shouldn't Odin have been allowed to retreat successfully at this crucial moment? Why keep Odin at the forefront? What if Zeus went mad and spared his own father Cronus, instead attacking Odin? Wouldn't that mean Odin's doom?
Apuch couldn't understand this at all.

Just then, Apche suddenly noticed a beautiful but sad face almost pressed against his own.

"Huh?!" Apche exclaimed in surprise.

"What are you yelling for? Didn't you hear my command?" Odin feigned anger.

"I apologize, Your Majesty. I was just so happy that I lost focus for a moment."

“Then don’t get distracted.” Odin chuckled and placed Makaria in Apche’s arms. “I just announced that I would reward the god who is most loyal to me among all the gods, and that god is you—Apuche. Well then, this Makaria is yours.”

Apche was clever and immediately realized that if he took her, it would mean that Hades would add his name to the list of people he hated.

How dare he defy Hades!

Apche was so scared he peed himself on the spot.

"No, Your Majesty, you don't yet have a goddess to serve you. It wouldn't be appropriate for me to presume upon the goddess before my sovereign, would it?"

Odin immediately realized that Apche had probably guessed something. The problem was, even Odin himself had fallen into the trap, so how could he let his subordinates escape?
You fucking dream!
Odin's face darkened, feigning anger, but not directed at Apuch: "Hmph! Although my infiltration of Tartarus was part of my brother's plan, that bastard Zeus slept with my goddess. I must avenge this. From now on, I will abstain from lust! The next goddess I sleep with can only be Hera, Zeus's queen."

After Odin made a solemn oath (bragging), he changed the subject: "Apuche, you have followed me for many years, loyal and devoted. You are still without a mate. This Makaria, as the goddess of rest, is most suitable for you. It is settled then."

Apche was dumbfounded. What could he say?

We just have to accept it!
(End of this chapter)