Chapter 57 Odin's Bad Taste
"Hmm? Aa ...

The moment the soul seed control was released, O'Neal only felt a biting cold chill, and a huge sadness instantly overwhelmed his soul.

Soul seed control does not cause loss of memory, but it will make people put the master first in everything. Therefore, O'Neal clearly remembers everything that happened during this period. He killed his relatives and friends with his own hands.

"Odin!!!"

The roar of grief resounded throughout the palace. The irrational O'Neal rushed forward desperately, but compared with Odin, his strength was like a moth to a flame, and he was controlled in a moment.

"How's it going? Isn't it interesting?"

Odin was very satisfied with O'Neal's reaction. He used his divine power to block all of O'Neal's abilities. Then he condensed a rope to tie up O'Neal and hung him upside down on a tree.

"Bastard! Demon! Devil! You..."

The collapsed O'Neal kept roaring and cursing, and all kinds of words he had never said before kept popping out.

However, Odin was not angry at all. Instead, he gathered a recliner and lay quietly on it, listening to the man's cursing. Looking at the man who was constantly cursing but unable to do anything to him, his expression was filled with satisfaction.

After an unknown amount of time, Odin stretched with satisfaction, slowly stood up and left.

After Odin left, O'Neal stared blankly into the distance, his expression full of confusion and tears constantly falling.

The next day, Odin came to the tree again with great enthusiasm, ready to feel the joy...

"Odin, you are so arrogant!"

O'Neal spoke in a cold tone, without anger or sadness, just calmness.

"Huh? What did you say?"

Odin's face suddenly became much gloomier, his eyes glowed blood red, and he stared at O'Neal.

"When the Pope summoned the projection of the God of the Light Realm, he said something arrogant. You didn't behave right then. Let me guess. When you were weak, were you once beaten by a powerful being who said that? Did that cause you psychological trauma?"

O'Neal's expression remained extremely calm, as if he was not the one who lost his mind and kept cursing yesterday.

"You don't look very happy. It seems that I guessed right. From now on, every time you come to me, I will tell you, Odin, you are arrogant!" O'Neal's voice was firm.

"shut up!"

Odin finally couldn't bear it anymore and slapped O'Neal to pieces.

"Damn it, damn it!"

Odin let out a few angry roars and walked out with a gloomy expression.

"Father? What's wrong with you?"

Chester was a little surprised to see Odin come out so quickly.

"Let's go! To Magnolia Continent!" Odin did not answer Chester's words, but spoke with a gloomy expression.

"You didn't say a month...Okay, let's go right away."

Chester was about to speak, but when he noticed Odin's look, he shut up decisively, and at the same time, he silently mourned for those people from Magnolia Continent.

Based on Chester's understanding of Odin, it is likely that O'Neal said something he shouldn't have said, which caused Odin to be in a very bad mood. If this is the case, the Magnolia Continent will probably be a river of blood. Not only those gods, but the continent will probably be littered with corpses.

However, Chester had no intention of persuading them. After all, they were just ordinary people. In his opinion, even if all the people in the Magnolia Continent died, as long as some were transported from the Odin Empire, there would naturally be hundreds of millions of humans in a few thousand years.

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In the Magnolia Palace in the imperial capital of the Magnolia Empire, the Ice-Blood Goddess and the Dark Pope argued for a long time, repeating the same few words over and over again. Beirut was getting a little tired of listening to them. Just as he was about to yawn to express his dissatisfaction, his face suddenly changed.

"Boom~~" A huge oppressive force came from the sky, and the Magnolia Hall was reduced to dust in an instant. Beirut and his four companions quickly rushed into the sky with shocked and uncertain expressions.

Several lower-level gods belonging to several major forces, as well as a dozen holy lands near Yulan City, all flew into the sky, with different expressions for a moment.

"Lord Odin, I didn't know you were coming, and I'm sorry for not coming to greet you."

The high priestess was silent for a moment, then bowed respectfully to Odin and spoke. As for the matter of Odin destroying the Magnolia Hall, she could not and dared not ask.

"Since you have failed to welcome me, you can all die!"

Odin spoke with a hint of anger as he directly sentenced everyone to death.

Upon hearing this, the four leading figures' expressions changed drastically. The Dark Pope was the first to question:
"Lord Odin, why is this happening? There's still some time left before the agreed month. Why are you...ah!"

The Dark Pope had only said half of his words when a blood-red flame shot out and rushed straight into his sea of ​​consciousness. The pain of his burning soul was instantly transmitted to every part of his divine body.

"Huh! Ha! Huh! You, you, you..."

After a long time, the pain stopped and the Dark Pope's mask fell off completely, revealing a face full of fear and covered in cold sweat.

"Don't worry, you won't die easily. I will let you experience the most horrific pain in the world, and then let you live forever."

Odin's originally angry face relaxed a little after seeing the reaction of the Dark Pope. He then turned to look at the other people, as if wondering who would be next.

"not good!"

The faces of the remaining three people suddenly became extremely gloomy. Seeing that the other party seemed to be determined to kill all of them, the three of them immediately dispersed and ran in three directions.

When the remaining people saw this scene, they didn't care too much and fled in all directions at the same time.

"Running apart? Ridiculous!"

Odin sneered and raised his right hand. A ball of red energy rushed into the sky and instantly reached a height of ten thousand meters. It then turned into dozens of blood-red tentacles, hanging down from different directions. Almost everyone was tied up in an instant.

"Sir, please spare my life. I am willing to surrender and be loyal to you!" A lower-level god of the Dark Church immediately shouted.

"Crack!"

As the sound of breaking sounded, the lower god who had spoken was torn into pieces, his godhead flew out, and he was deader than dead.

"Surrender? Be loyal? Only those who are afraid of death are worthy of it. I don't need anyone who surrenders." Odin glanced at the dead lower god indifferently.

"Odin, I will not surrender, just kill me!" A lower god of the Magnolia Empire thought for a moment and spoke out.

"Boom~"

As soon as the words fell, the lower-level god who spoke was turned into dust, and only a divine power fell down.

"If you refuse to surrender and pledge allegiance to me, then die!" Odin looked in the direction of the dead man with an expressionless face.

At this moment, all the people who were bound could not help but curse in their hearts, saying that Odin was a madman, but they did not dare to show it.

"How about this, among you, the Saint Realm, the Lower Gods, and the Middle Gods, one person each can live. I'll give you one stick of incense. If there are more than three people alive after one stick of incense, then all of you will die, except him."

Odin moved his right hand and grabbed the Dark Pope directly in his hand, and the restraints on the others were released instantly.

The atmosphere in the venue suddenly became much more tense, and everyone stared at each other vigilantly.

"For the last three people who survive, I will make them experience a life worse than death."

Odin sneered in his heart, then looked quietly at the people on the field, waiting for the show to begin.

(End of this chapter)

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