Foolish Brother Odin

Chapter 7: Breaking the Giant's Domination

Odin felt a warm feeling in his heart and couldn't help but respect Brother Downs.

Although everyone is now over 5 meters tall, he felt that his eldest brother had turned into a giant, with his broad back looking extremely sturdy and majestic.

This difference made Odin instinctively feel that the gap between him and his elder brother was not simply a gap in intelligence, but a gap in realm.

The eldest brother's black pupils looking into the distance were so deep that Odin felt as if he was completely stunned and in a trance.

Odin never thought he was bad. Compared to his dull and slow third brother Willy, he thought he was very smart. At least smarter than all the giants. Every time he woke up in the middle of the night, he would imagine if he was the eldest son and he could lead the Aesir after his father got old. Would it be better?

When the time came, he just had the feeling that he was far inferior to his elder brother.

This made Odin feel both frustrated and happy.

He was depressed because he couldn't compare to his elder brother, but he was happy because, in such a fearful and confused moment, his elder brother showed more leadership qualities and could guide him and the entire Aesir Alliance forward!

"Brother, you tell us how to fight and we'll do it." When Odin said this, there was still a hint of timidity in his eyes.

This look was seen by Downs, who couldn't help but sigh inwardly: no matter whether it was the movie and TV myths before he traveled through time, or the records in the Edda, although people never hesitated to praise Odin, in fact, Odin's weaknesses were too obvious to be washed away.

Odin was too indecisive, always leaving a lot of unfinished business behind, and was not decisive at all. As a result, almost every bad thing he did in his early years came back to bite him.

"My stupid brother! Do you think I, your big brother, will let you die in vain?"

"Uh. No, I haven't." Odin's fair face suddenly turned red after being exposed.

“Willy! You will grow bigger first and attract Ymir’s attention. When Ymir attacks Willy, Odin, you shoot Ymir to disrupt his attack and make him miss.”

Willy blinked and nodded reluctantly. He at least understood what "get bigger" meant.

Odin replied, "I understand. What about you, brother?"

"I'll cripple Ymir's mobility first." A cold light flashed in Towns' eyes: "Willy! Run over first. When I tell you to go, you go."

"Okay—" Willy replied with a long tone.

Paul also sighed deeply about Willy.

It was obvious that the eldest son was a mutant and was smarter than Paul. The second son, Odin, combined the advantages of Paul and Bestra. Unfortunately, the third son was tall and handsome, but his wisdom was like that of other male giants. This was an eternal pain in Paul's heart.

Willy has one advantage. He listens to his two brothers completely. And when his two brothers give conflicting orders, he will listen to Downs first.

After a while, Towns shouted "Charge".

Willy really turned into a 20-meter-tall giant in an instant, holding high the battle axe that already seemed too huge, and charging towards the ancestor of the Frost Giants while roaring.

"Ahhh!"

Roaring and roaring, Willy charged alone at the giant who was much taller than him like a mad lion.

There is such a huge difference!
This scene reminded Odin of the Frostwolf. In front of him, the largest Frostwolf was no different from a pet dog.

Odin felt inferior to Willy's purity and indomitable courage.

Even though Willy was facing the Frost Giant's fist that was as huge as a mountain.

It was like a war between ants and elephants.

Ymir leaned forward and swung his fist, setting off a violent ice storm. Just before the storm descended on Willy, Odin, who had been hiding behind a cedar, finally moved. "Drink!"

Odin raised the tall spear sharpened from iron birch, saw the opportunity, and accurately flew across the air and stabbed Ymir's right arm.

It worked!
Odin, a tiny guy who was only 5 meters tall, successfully deceived the perception of the ancestor of the Frost Giants and launched a brutal sneak attack.

Blood splattered everywhere!

The blue blood of the Frost Giant Ancestor spurted out from his right arm like a fountain. His corrosive and poisonous blood eroded an area the size of a football field into pits and holes.

"Ouch——" Ymir's cry of pain turned into a roar that shook the earth.

For a moment, a huge area of the sky was instantly cleared by the gushing ice vapor.

Odin succeeded in his attack and immediately fled away.

With the help of a large number of cedar trees as cover, he easily disappeared from Ymir's sight.

Ymir's huge palm swept across, sweeping away a large area of 20-meter-tall cedars like garbage, leaving the entire area in a mess.

"Little bug!" Ymir roared angrily, and the roar pierced the entire battlefield, blowing away the clouds.

He just roared to vent his anger, and then he was stunned for a moment.

Perhaps he never dreamed that there would be a third enemy.

Right beside his left foot, the violent ice storm seemed to suddenly become orderly. Countless snowflakes formed cyclones, rotating clockwise in a regular pattern.

The atmosphere is vibrating, the wind and snow are resonating!
A little man who was also five meters tall raised his right hand. In response to his call, a huge mass of ice and snow gathered rapidly from all directions and fell into his palm.

The seemingly chaotic snowflakes gathered into a ball in his palm.

Perhaps Ymir is very powerful, but at this moment, he has to face a god who dominates the elements - Tangs, who is destined to become the third generation god-king of the Aesir.

Towns grabbed the growing snowball and stretched it like a tangible object, turning it into a 40-meter-long sword.

This was not the end yet. A huge dark cloud suddenly gathered in the sky. Within two breaths, a thick bolt of lightning over ten meters wide pierced through the sky and the earth.

Thunder and lightning have brought the seeds of civilization to intelligent creatures in countless parallel worlds, but have also brought down the will of destruction.

Towns wiped the huge ball of lightning gathered in his left hand towards the top of the ice and snow blade, and the lightning was immediately spread relatively evenly on the giant long sword.

As Tangs instantly turned into a 30-meter-tall giant, an infinitely bright ice blade slashed towards Ymir who had no way to escape.

This knife seemed to sweep across the entire world!
This knife cut open the giant's abdomen!

This sword cut off the giant's rule!
As the knife fell, Ymir's painful howl echoed in the wind and snow, spreading far away and resounding throughout the world of Jinlunga.

Some are happy, some are terrified!
In the Campbell Basin, every member of the Aesir camp had a look of joy on their faces.

In contrast, everyone in the giant camp was terrified.

"That's the ancestor of the Frost Giants!" The same sentence, spoken by different people, has completely different tones.

(End of this chapter)