Foolish Brother Odin

Chapter 8 The Mysterious Blood of Giants
Whether it was the rest of the Aesir or the Giants who were still watching, they all thought that Ymir, the ancestor of the Frost Giants, was dead.

In fact, this is an illusion.

Towns is very clear about his position. Perhaps he can break through the defense of Ymir, who has thick skin and flesh. It would not be fatal.

The biggest characteristic of the giant species is their toughness.

If it were a human, this would be a fatal injury. But for Ymir, it would be just a "fatal injury".

Clearly, a large section of chopped intestines had flowed out of the frost giant's cut abdomen. At the same time, the giant's powerful self-healing ability was also taking effect.

A small amount of granulation tissue grew out at the edge of his abdominal cavity, trying to stretch the wound and restore his body to its original state.

"Shrink down Willy! Run away now!" Towns also succeeded in his attack, and immediately shrunk his body and fled far away, not forgetting to tell his silly third brother to run away.

Fortunately, Ymir felt pain and focused all his attention on Towns, otherwise if he had grabbed Willy, Towns would not know whether to save him or not.

"Bugs—" Ymir screamed incoherently. Injured and in a frenzy, he waved his hand and blew away a hill that was at least as big as a basketball court.

Rocks fell to the ground with a loud bang, and thousands of tons of gravel and mud exploded. The violent rain of stones indiscriminately attacked every living thing on the plain, shaking the vast land and triggering a man-made earthquake.

What happened?!
Following her hazy perception, Ymir half-knelt on the ground, and slapped an ice figure with incredible ferocity.

"what!"

The ancestor of the Frost Giants was hit again. When he withdrew his hand in pain, he was shocked to find that an extremely sharp and thick stone thorn had pierced through his broad palm.

He never expected that this ice man who looked like the one who had just hurt him was actually an empty shell, with a terrifying hard stone spike hidden inside. Under normal circumstances, he could easily crush a hundred such stone spikes with his bare hands, and with such a fierce blow, it was like he had pierced his palm with one hand.

This was not over yet. Before he could react, thunder sounded again from his feet.

This time, a sharp tree trunk, surrounded by terrifying electric light, pierced his left calf bitterly.

"Who? Bug! Come out! Come out--" Ymir angrily backhandedly attacked, but missed again. The three damned Aesir spirits once again disappeared from his sight with the help of the wind and snow.

Ymir's destructive power is undoubtedly astonishing.

But if you can't hit the enemy, everything is in vain, just a meaningless waste of your energy and life.

"Willy, go to that mountain and throw a big rock at Ymir, then run there immediately!" Towns found his silly third brother again.

"What about me?" Odin asked, coming out from the side.

"You cover Willy. Then repeat the process."

"Okay!" Odin suddenly thought: "Brother, what about you?"

"I'm going to prepare a big move, and I need you to buy me some time." Tang Si said confidently: "By the time I'm ready, Ymir will be dead. Come on! We can definitely wear Ymir down!"

"I know!" Although Odin had always wanted to compete with his eldest brother, he didn't dare to play tricks at this time. He took his stupid third brother with him.

Within two minutes, on the top of a two-hundred-meter-high mountain in the distance, Willy tried his best to throw a rock so big that five people could hug it towards Ymir, who was one kilometer away.

This huge rock was like a meteorite falling from the sky, fiercely splitting the chaotic cold wind in the sky and throwing it towards Ymir from a distance.

Naturally, the stone was discovered by Ymir. He swung the makeshift club made of 50-meter-long cedar branches in his right hand and hit the hard granite accurately.

Amidst the flying sparks, rocks large enough to crush an ordinary giant to death flew away to unknown places.

Ymir took huge steps, with a terrifying stride of fifty meters, and rushed towards Willy. Fortunately, Odin's sneak attack once again successfully distracted Ymir and attracted his attention.

Odin ran away.

It seemed like this was a bad sneak attack by the Aesir, and they returned empty-handed. Only Towns knew clearly what he wanted to do.

He stepped into a smelly, crimson pool of blood.

Ymir himself might not have felt the blood of the giants that flowed from his wound, but the blood from the blow to his abdomen alone could easily fill up a large snow pit.

The appearance of such a pool of blood on the snow-white ground actually gave me a trance-like feeling of falling into the deepest part of the icy hell.

I clearly remember the description of Downs in the epic poem [Edda]. Without even a second's hesitation, he jumped directly into the pool of blood.

After soaking in it, Tangs clearly felt that the blood in the pool turned into countless crimson beams that instantly pierced through his body.

The bearskin armor and rough fiber clothes on his body completely exploded, and even the powerful ice shield he cast on himself was shattered into pieces by this most primitive and violent bloody force.

If it were someone else, he would have inevitably fallen into panic by now.

Tang accepted it all calmly.

The power contained in the blood pool is extremely poisonous to all races other than the Frost Giants. Even the strong Aesir are not immune.

He is an exception!
Father’s sperm and mother’s blood!

In addition to inheriting the divine power of the Aesir, he also inherited the bloodline of his mother, the giantess Bestra.

He is at least half frost giant!

This allowed him to allow the blood of Ymir, the ancestor of the Frost Giants, to rush into his divine body, causing earth-shaking changes to it.

His bones were crushed and his internal organs were smashed... Inside Towns' skin, the violent power of the frost giant rushed left and right, destroying him wantonly, turning him into a bloody man in an instant.

But no matter how exaggerated and terrifying the giant's power was, he accepted this power and did not dodge or evade it. He even had the energy to filter the power that entered his body, taking its essence and discarding its dross.

He was like the suffering soul in myths and legends who was dragged into hell, endured endless torture and reincarnation, and underwent bloodline transformation again and again.

The only thing he did was to protect his heart with his divine consciousness to prevent his divine body from completely turning into a frost giant.

The bones all over his body made crackling sounds like frying beans, and his internal organs were rapidly reconstructed and became tougher than the original body, not to mention his current skin and muscles.

It felt like a long time had passed to Towns, but in fact the whole process took less than three minutes.

If anyone else saw him when he strode out of the pond, they would be surprised to find that the blood pool that originally had a strong fishy smell had suddenly turned into a cold pool full of ice water.

Aside from a few fragments of Ymir's internal organs, no other traces of Ymir could be found in the pool.

He raised his head, and clusters of thoroughly purified giant's blood slid down from his head like snow water, but because the blood had been completely absorbed by him, it did not look scary at all.

Downs was smiling, his snow-white teeth flashing with excitement.

"It's not enough. Such a great blood of the Founding Titan... it's not enough!"

(End of this chapter)