Foolish Brother Odin

Chapter 480 Secret Reception
Athena's profound arguments continue:

"In contrast, Your Majesty Downs Paulson, you are able to unite all the forces within the pantheon. You can even utilize Odin, the king of the gods who 'betrayed' the Aesir, as a trump card to undermine the foundation of Zeus's rule. In terms of internal affairs, Your Majesty is clearly superior."

"Zeus could only brutally enslave the conquered gods to his own forces, without making good use of their world or themselves. Your Majesty, on the other hand, has done a great job of uniting the new gods. I can clearly sense that the new gods among the Aesir are not the same race as Your Majesty, the ancient gods, yet they are willing to shed blood and sacrifice themselves for the ancient gods."

"Finally, there's the external aspect. The Olympian pantheon has completely lost. It has neither fully controlled the elemental power of its subordinate worlds nor integrated them into one. I can't imagine how badly the Greek world will be defeated when it faces the Kinlunga world."

Athena rambled on for a long time, finally concluding: "I know that His Majesty will think my defection is just because I was forced into a corner and chose to side with the victor. But I want to say—I know many secrets of the Olympian world, which can help His Majesty win at a lower cost."

Downs continued to rest his chin on his hand, a strange and profound light gleaming in his eyes. He smiled and said, "Athena, you are indeed very clever, but how can you be sure that I desire a smaller price, rather than a suitable one?"

Athena's heart was struck hard by a bolt of lightning.

She understood that Downs was threatening her: in the battle against the Olympian pantheon, he could also appropriately deplete the power of the gods previously conquered by the Aesir. As long as too many of the ancient Aesir gods didn't perish, in the most extreme case, it wouldn't be unacceptable for all the new gods with mortal bodies to die.

Even though Athena knew this was a threat, it also meant that the secrets of Olympus that Athena controlled were no longer so valuable.

Athena was truly clever. She knew that deliberately selling secrets at a high price would only make the god-emperor she was destined to serve feel disgusted. So she simply knelt down again.

“I dare not threaten Your Majesty. I will present all the secrets I know to Your Majesty in their entirety. Whatever Your Majesty wishes to know, I will tell you everything.”

Towns waved his hand: "You pick the important ones first."

Towns no longer addressed her with the formal "Ru" but as "you," a subtle shift in address.

As intelligent as Athena was, she immediately understood.

She crawled over and snuggled up to her sister and aunt, taking up a spot without hesitation. While massaging Downs's mortal-sized penis, she poured out a whole bunch of things like beans.

In fact, many of these things are the same as the Greek mythology that Downs knows, but there are also some Olympian secrets.

After Athena finally finished speaking, Downs let her go: "What do you want? Tell me."

"I hope to use the Rainbow Bridge or a spatial passage to bring my followers from Athens to one of the subordinate worlds of Kinlunga. My dear Lord, information travels poorly in the universe, and Zeus is probably unaware that I have sided with the Aesir. If possible, I hope to preserve my followers like Artemis did."

Hestia also whispered, "I have quite a few followers in Athens as well."

This Greek world is larger than the Greece on Earth that Downs traversed, and its terrain is slightly different. Its Mount Olympus is located in northern Greece, more than 300 kilometers from the city of Athens. Mount Olympus was destroyed by the Titans, who surprisingly spared the city of Athens.

Previously, Athens had always been protected by Athena and had never been completely wiped out. In addition, the Athenians had a diverse range of beliefs and worshipped different Olympian gods. If all the Athenians were taken away, it would be a significant blow to the Olympian gods who relied on faith for their livelihood.

Towns smiled and said, "Okay."

At this moment, Athena was finally satisfied. She obediently gathered her cascading black hair into her hands, first displaying her highly defensive frontal armor, then gracefully smoothing a lock of hair at her right temple with her right hand, her face slightly flushed, and bowed down…

Towns couldn't help but sigh that although Athena had extremely rich theoretical knowledge, she ultimately had no practical experience and could not be shameless (yes, that's a typo).

That's good. That's what Towns wanted.

Only now has he completed the full collection of Olympus (3/3)!
Making a vow you can't keep is just bragging.

If you make a vow and then keep it, what do you call that?
Downs felt a great sense of accomplishment as he watched Athena's beautiful, dignified, and elegant face transform into a flower struck by frost because of fulfilling her vow.

The thought that this is a classic divine aunt-niece pairing makes it even better.

At Towns' level, ordinary things in the world no longer interest him.

He began to understand why some wealthy people in the pre-transmigration era were so bored that they would pursue extremes.

Psychologically, only by repeatedly breaking through the threshold can one bring greater happiness.

Happiness is not about absolute values, but about incremental changes.

For him, perhaps only world destruction and conquest of this magnitude could pique his interest.

Towns was overjoyed to see three faces, each radiant and exquisitely beautiful, yet bearing a slight resemblance, arranged in a triangular formation.

His divine gaze transcended space, landing in outer space outside the Greek world.

There, a grand battle had just come to an end.

A pitiful Apollo, like a broken doll, was dragged like a dead dog into the rainbow light by Thor, who was three times his size. None of the Greek gods who had accompanied the three kings of the gods escaped; they were either slaughtered or captured by the ravenous Aesir.

“Oh? Apollo caught him.” Downs casually relayed the information, which immediately earned him a barrage of sharp, pecking sounds from Artemis’s red lips.

Apollo being beaten was unavoidable; even if he resigned himself to his fate, his divine duty and principles wouldn't allow him to kneel and surrender so easily. Whether he was dragged down the steps of the Golden Palace with broken legs or thrown into prison while still alive, he didn't care.

He was so obsessed with saving face that he suffered for it. That's a perfect description of Apollo.

But that doesn't matter anymore. Just because Artemis is pregnant with Downs' child, Apollo's treatment won't be too bad.

Towns hasn't figured out what to do with Apollo in the future.

Apollo certainly wouldn't be the god of light for the Aesir. Even if Baldr is a weakling, he's still Downs' son.

Towns thought for a moment: "Once Apollo recovers, let's give him to Frey as an assistant."

“Thank you, Your Majesty!” Artemis was even more enthusiastic.

(End of this chapter)