Foolish Brother Odin

Chapter 487 The Shameless Odin
Hera: [...]

Firstly, she hadn't expected that a mere mortal messenger would dare to be so arrogant; secondly, Odin's cowardice was truly beyond her expectations.

It was a foregone conclusion that her god-king husband Zeus would lose his authority. Even if he still held the title of god-king, who in private would still consider Zeus the true god-king?

The God-Emperor, an absolute powerhouse surpassing all other God-Kings, should be a unique being.

When two emperors clash, one of them is bound to perish.

Now that Olympus has lost its many subordinate worlds, the remaining kings of the gods are no longer qualified to retain their titles; they are only fit to be chief gods. They have all been demoted, let alone Zeus, who was above them. Zeus should also be reduced to king of the gods. Incidentally, she, the queen of the gods, has also been demoted from the noble queen of the gods to queen of the gods.

How could Hera accept this?

In Hera's view, it was certainly a good thing that Athena had run away, but without powerful god-kings like Athena, Apollo, and Artemis at her beck and call, she would have to personally take the field to subdue a rebellious god like Odin.

Hera was equally unhappy.

Unexpectedly, Odin, the wicked one who put Zeus in such a predicament, actually managed to curry favor with Cronus.

Cronus might not have the ambition to truly conquer Odin, his nominal subordinate, and become the true god-king. However, if he were asked to raid Zeus's stronghold while Zeus was away, this god-father would certainly be more than willing.

Hera was furious.

At this moment, Hera finally felt a little regretful for having taken the opportunity to slander Artemis recently, forcing Athena to go into battle three days earlier than planned.

If Athena and her companions had only launched their attack today, after the spatial passage had been severed, they wouldn't have been attacked and lost contact.

Queen Hera is absolutely proud.

In her view, the weakening of her power must be due to the incompetence of her husband Zeus...

That's just how she is; the more things go wrong for her, the more extreme she becomes.

"You..." She felt like killing the messenger.

The messenger certainly has guts.

“Great Queen, I am here on the orders of His Majesty Cronus. To kill me would be tantamount to His Majesty Zeus breaking the non-aggression pact with the Titans. I beg you, Queen, to reconsider.”

These words immediately stung Hera.

She was vain and craved exclusive privilege. Even though the Titans were her parents and relatives, she couldn't bear the destruction of her temple on Mount Olympus.

However, the Titans' brutal destruction left a deep psychological scar on her.

For a moment, she really didn't dare to harm the messenger.

"Get out of here!" Hera's voice carried a powerful divine force. This time, the amulet Odin had given to the messenger could not withstand the onslaught of divine power and cracked.

"Huh?!" The envoy was so frightened that he wet himself and was dragged away in humiliation by the rest of the delegation.

Hera finally found some solace in the scene of bullying mortals.

Such a big event couldn't be left uninformed to Zeus.

When the news reached the ears of Zeus's three brothers, they fell silent once again.

They did indeed intend to take advantage of the Aesir's inability to send their god-king to intervene and launch a surprise attack on Odin's new stronghold. Now, their plan had been aborted before it even began, much to their frustration.

Poseidon spat fiercely: "How cunning Odin is."

Hades: "Are they trying to smother us?"

Zeus: "No, we must find a way to break this deadlock."

How can we break this deadlock?
Zeus blurted out instinctively, "Ya..."

Zeus regretted uttering just one syllable. With his wisdom, how could he not understand that Athena's disappearance was partly due to her voluntary surrender? Given Athena's intelligence and strength, even if she faced several Aesir gods, she could at least return injured.

She never returned, most likely because she sensed that her father, with his deeply ingrained flaws, had developed lustful desires for her.

When she served him, one of the agreements was that he must never lay a hand on her. He broke this rule, so Athena naturally had a reason to run away, not to mention that Hera, the goddess of jealousy, was stirring things up by his side.

Ugh!
We only realize the value of something when we lose it.

When Athena was around, and the three Zeus brothers couldn't come to a conclusion, she would often offer very pertinent advice.

The goddess has now passed away.

Zeus was so angry at the thought that the three virgin goddesses he most wanted had all gone to that bastard Tang Si that he was going crazy with hatred for Tang Si.

Do I really have to bow down to that beastly father of Cronus?

The moment this terrible thought arose in Zeus's mind, he extinguished it with his own hand.

This time, Zeus was once again stuck in great discomfort.

This feeling of being stuck in the middle, with iron chains blocking the river, disgusted Zeus.

"I should have killed that despicable Odin back then!"

Unfortunately, no matter how much Zeus vented his anger with furious thunderbolts, he could not change the overall situation.

No one expected that Odin's attitude towards this plan would be...

Death God Apche was dumbfounded: "Your Majesty, do you mean that the whole thing about recognizing Cronus as the God-Emperor is a lie?"

"Hahaha! Cronus's big head is full of grass. This idiot doesn't deserve my veneration as God-King! He's not even qualified to be my brother's mount!" Odin boasted proudly, "I am the God-King of the Aesir, not that idiot's dog!"

Zeus's words thoroughly insulted Uranus, Cronus, and Zeus himself.

The goddess of peace, Makaria, who followed behind Apche, looked like a doormat, not daring to utter a single word.

Apche leaned closer and spoke directly through divine thought: "Your Majesty, it's best to avoid making promises like becoming a god-king under someone else's command."

Odin frowned: "I never promised such a thing. It must have been that damned mortal messenger who misrepresented my will. If Cronus blames me, I will kill that messenger as an apology."

Apche: "..."

Poor Mayan Death has finally seen the light. After following Odin for so long, this is the first time he has truly experienced Odin's cunning and his tendency to turn his back on him.

What a joke! Making promises only to renege on them later, and then sacrificing the messenger or the worker to the heavens.

Such a tasteless act is unimaginable for a majestic god-king.

Odin had too many great achievements in this life, especially his boast that Towns would cover for him. All of his boasts were somehow made up by Towns' cooperation and various unexpected situations.

The old Mayan gods all thought Odin was truly amazing.

Little did they know, Odin's true nature was to be shameless.

For a moment, Apche felt that his worldview had been shaken.

But what could Apche say or do?

Anyone with a discerning eye knows that if they can hold out for the last month, and when the cosmic torrents bring the two world clusters together for the ultimate battle, it will be Odin's glorious day. They will become great heroes of the Aesir, thanks to their success in their work behind enemy lines.

There's no need to fight Zeus, this doomed and hopeless god-king, to the death at this time.

At this point, resorting to some petty tricks doesn't seem so unacceptable.

"By the way, Apche, what's that mortal messenger's name?"

"Paris, the prince of Troy."

"Oh."

(End of this chapter)