Foolish Brother Odin

Chapter 501 Division and Surrounding
The scene before them was already beginning to discourage the Olympian gods.

They struggled so hard to break through the void defenses and breach three layers of spatial barriers, and this was only the beginning.

Looking at the dense, endless roots that resembled a snake pit, every Olympian god felt a chill run through them.

"No time to hesitate! Charge with me!" Zeus maneuvered the Thousand-Armed Giant and charged toward the bottom rock layer of a world in the lower level of the Jinlunga world.

Between two points, a straight line is the shortest.

Zeus was determined to fight his way to the core of the World Tree, even if it meant blasting a path through it.

Just as Zeus led the charge, a 'small' accident occurred.

Several colossal soul beasts appeared out of nowhere. These monsters, with their semi-transparent and enormous bodies, were clearly controlled by the Aesir. As soon as they emerged from the spatial barrier, they charged straight at Rhea and the other Titans.

"Oooooooo-"

"Beast, how dare you?"

If this great battle between Titans and behemoths had taken place on the land of the Greek world, or on some continent of Kinlunga, it would have been an epic battle that bards would have written about and passed down through the ages.

However, this battle broke out on the edge of the world, where no one could see it, which meant that everything would be embellished and written by the historians of the victorious side.

Kraken, the abyssal behemoth; Nidhogg, the poisonous dragon; Fenrir, the world-destroying wolf; Skul, the sun-chasing wolf… These “Twilight Beasts,” who died a hundred years ago, should have been forgotten by the world. But with the arrival of the great war, they have once again appeared in the sight of the gods.

This time, however, they didn't require Downs to personally exert himself in controlling them; all control had been temporarily transferred to the beast-type subordinate gods below.

These minor Aesir gods, under normal circumstances, would not be qualified to stand before the twelve Titans. However, with the blessing of the soul of the world-destroying behemoth, they could rely on Helheim's almost endless death power as an energy source to fight these Olympian Titans to a standstill.

Having already received their orders, the gods had a clear objective: to deal only with the Titans, and disregard the Olympian gods.

Zeus faced another dilemma: he could lead the gods and Titans to besiege these non-physical soul beasts, at the cost of slowing down the pace of the attack; or he could abandon the Titans and continue his advance.

Zeus made his choice.

After you've killed these beasts, catch up with them yourselves.

Chase?
Is it that simple?

The will of the world of Jinlunga is clearly at work; the huge hole that was just punched through the spatial barrier is closing at a speed visible to the naked eye, just like the human body's self-healing ability rapidly taking effect to repair this world-class scar.

The Titans had no time to worry about anything else; they could only focus on their immediate opponent.

The behemoths roared, the Titans howled.

The destruction caused by these battles should have been devastating, but because this place is located on the edge of the world, it will not have any impact on the mortal world.

In the Golden Palace, Downs sat on the supreme throne. Through the will of the world and divine vision, a large number of real-time optical images appeared in the sky above the hall as mental projections, and were categorized.

Each Aesir god can clearly see the movements of their intended opponent.

[Take Action] At Downs's call, the already highly active World Will immediately received the instruction.

Right before Zeus, a large cluster of World Tree roots began to gather.

If one didn't know that the World Tree was a plant, and only looked at this clump of things of varying thickness, the smallest of which was at least a hundred meters in diameter and entwined with thousands of roots of all sizes, anyone would think it was a super-giant fallen octopus monster.

In front of the Olympian gods, this massive, complex root crashed down upon them.

Before the massive roots of the World Tree, even the Thousand-Armed Giants controlled by Zeus's three brothers appeared as insignificant as ants. Every Olympian god instinctively made a dodging motion.

Some went left, some went right.

Little did they know that the purpose of the roots falling down was not to injure any deity, but to divide the battlefield.

Before the gods, the roots suddenly fanned out, forming a wall that almost cleaved the entire lower space of the Jinlunga world in two. The roots moved, grew, and spread rapidly, and in just a few breaths, the large and small gaps between the roots were completely filled.

Zeus then realized that he was with Hades, but separated from Poseidon.

[Poseidon?] Zeus felt that his divine thoughts were being severely disturbed and blocked, and he could hardly contact Poseidon.

[A one-on-one duel, huh? I like it!] Poseidon wasn't afraid at all; in his intermittent divine responses, he even seemed eager to try.

Poseidon's confidence was not the same as that of the other gods. Some of the Olympian gods were already feeling uneasy.

Are we all going to be divided, surrounded, and annihilated here?

According to Murphy's Law, the worst thing you can imagine will happen.

Then another handful of roots were chopped off.

"Everyone, follow me!" Zeus shouted.

However, when countless roots of the World Tree poured down like a torrential rain, how many gods could keep up with Zeus's movements?

Everyone knows that this World Tree is the embodiment of the will of the King Lunga world.

With the transmission of divine power severely hampered, every bit of divine power used is dwindling. Who would risk their meager divine power against an entire colossal world?

When dodging becomes instinctive, it's easy to be caught off guard and get separated by a large number of roots.

The Olympian gods' clumsy performance was all observed by the Aesir gods.

The gazes of these Aesir gods burned even brighter.

If the two great gods were to charge together across an open field, it's hard to say who would win. The Aesir, with their superior average strength, might win, but casualties would be inevitable.

At this point, the formation of the Olympian gods was broken up, so the Aesir gods, who had been waiting, were able to choose their opponents.

Cut! Cut! Cut again!
When Zeus and the others were divided into eight warbands, Downs stopped the World Tree roots from splitting further.

There's no need for that.

The roots of the World Tree are not invincible. If they are laid too far or too loosely as a partition, they will weaken the strength of these root walls.

Some things are better left unsaid.

At the command of the god-king Downs, a continuous stream of rainbow light flashed across the Rainbow Bridge in Asgard.

A rainbow of light, carrying a large number of Asgardian gods, stretched across the sky.

To the mortals of the various continents of Jinlunga, it was as if the gods had set out, transformed into meteors, and plummeted down to meet the evil Olympian gods who were rising from the depths of the earth.

(End of this chapter)