Simulate the universe, starting with speedrunning Greek.

Many women, according to famous quotes in mythology, specifically pursued (on the wall) in order to give birth to a certain god.

For example, a female giant deliberately conceived a child to fulfill a prophecy of giving birth to the god of light, Baldur, and another son who could avenge Baldur in the future.

For Odin, although the taste might not be as wonderful, the appearance was beautiful enough, and the plan couldn't afford to fail...

Without further hesitation, Odin immediately appeared and stopped the carriage, shouting, "My noble queen, what a coincidence! You usually live a life of luxury in the palace, I never expected you to come to the seaside this time. Could it be that you were moved by my words during the day and came to search for treasure?"

When Loki, inside the carriage, heard Odin's familiar voice, he exclaimed, "You've arrived!"

Loki's heart skipped a beat at first, then he became wildly excited, trembling—his brain was trembling! Hahahaha!

Forcibly suppressing his excitement, Loki then responded to Odin as planned, like a queen who had recognized Odin's voice as the daytime 'beggar': "As the Queen of Anor Londo, would I covet mere treasures?"

Loki perfectly mimicked Ash's usual aloof and serious demeanor.

Odin immediately asked, "Since the Queen isn't interested in the treasure itself, why did she come to the seaside? Is she interested in the process of how the treasure was created?"

At this point, a barely perceptible smile appeared on the old scoundrel's face.

This kind of appropriate flirting is something Odin, the old baby, is very fond of doing. Especially since it also serves as a way to retaliate against and humiliate Ash's aloof response to him during the day.

Don't you find this kind of thing utterly disgusting and uninteresting?

If you're not interested, why go out at all?

He pointed out the other woman's unfulfilled desires and her deep-seated wickedness. This feeling of tearing away the veil of shame from the other woman, making the young girl blush, feel embarrassed, and ashamed, gave Odin great satisfaction.

Of course—if he knew that the girl had added something extra, especially something very strong, he probably wouldn't be laughing.

"Alright, my queen—come out and see for yourself. You won't see the scenery you want to see if you stay hidden in the carriage." With that, Odin casually used his divine power to knock out the coachman, then got into the carriage and tried to carry the queen out, inviting her to participate in the process of creating treasure, so that she would completely submit to his wild and powerful physical charge.

However—the confident Odin, whose masculine aura was fully unleashed, was met with a combination of a "friendship-breaking punch" and a "divine degradation spell" the moment he entered the carriage.

Bang! A devastating blow! To Odin, it was like a terrifying punch that roared through the universe!

Loki punched the unsuspecting Odin in the eye socket. At the same time, the Divine Degradation Technique, once completed, greatly weakened Odin's power. Caught off guard and taking the blow, the weakened Odin let out a blood-curdling scream—"Aa ...

When the complex and mysterious essence of the Triple Great Form was combined with the Divine Degradation Technique to seal away most of Odin's power, his remaining, much-vaunted physical body felt like a son facing his father when confronting Loki, the Frost Giant.

Even though Odin was part frost giant, he was old and frail and no match for Loki's young and vibrant body. He was immediately stunned by the punch.

He felt as if, in an instant, he had truly transformed into an ordinary person, losing his great power, and then had his eyeballs struck by a mountain.

Odin, hissing in shock and seeing stars, was terrified.

'What...what's going on?'

Chapter 143 In the midst of the phantom pain of chrysanthemum trauma, the master has disconnected—go to the fountain yourself!

'I hope you will like my gift, Odin…'

Night's eyes were icy as he faced Odin, who dared to extend his claws toward Ash.

As a lesson, simply giving this old man a good beating wasn't enough; there were things in life that would make him suffer even more than killing him.

He witnessed Loki beating Odin severely, mocking Odin with the face of Queen Ash before leaving.

Before Odin, who was still seeing stars, could recover, a force of lust began to spread through the air.

Although it is not an authority, this magical power is very useful against Odin, who is currently weakened.

Then, a group of stallions that had 'accidentally' appeared on the shore were drawn by this force, and one by one they stared at Odin with bloodshot eyes and nostrils flaring!

Soon, joyful howls echoed along the shore!

Loki, who hadn't gone far, felt refreshed upon hearing the sound.

Wow! It really worked!?

Even now, Loki is still shocked and incredulous by this audacious plan.

At the same time, an indescribable feeling of emotion spread through my heart—the relief of finally becoming comrades-in-arms with my good brother, sharing hardships together.

Even when Loki was in trouble, he was unable to regain his human form and fight back due to the time and limitations of the transformation magic. At least Loki wasn't human at that time, but Odin really was...

Well, it's a long story.

And so—the old but strong Odin endured inhuman torture for a whole night. Even Odin's brother—the one hiding inside his waist—completely went on strike upon seeing it, trembling with fear at the horrific sight and completely shutting down his perception of the outside world for a day.

As is well known, Odin is a god who loves horses, especially fast steeds. The eight-legged steed is one of the few Loki’s offspring that was not persecuted by Odin but was instead greatly favored.

But no matter how much he liked them, it wouldn't be to the point of being persecuted. So, after an incredibly dark day, Odin even developed a disgust and vomiting towards horses, a completely opposite and terrifying stress reaction!

That's terrifying...!

In the end, Odin had no idea how he returned to the realm of the gods.

When he limped back to his throne, the dark, surging emotions churning within Odin were: anger! Lingering fear! Terror! An overwhelming sense of shame and shock!

How could someone as proud and confident as him accept such a blow?

But Odin, being the person he was, quickly recovered from the pain. He began to review what had happened, how mistakes and oversights had occurred that led to such a significant deviation from the final plan.

Someone is secretly plotting against me?!

Why did his divine power suddenly become so obscure at that time, as if it had vanished completely?

Afterwards, she experienced the magic of lust and was even robbed of her gold coins by a group of beasts on her way, leaving her with chrysanthemums all over the ground.

At this moment, Odin's good friend suddenly exclaimed, "So this is the happiness you wanted? Brother, I don't understand! But I'm deeply shocked! You traded back that part of the function with me just to have this... um... umhh?"

In Yaozi's view, his brother Odin was no longer an ordinary god like the three brothers of the past, but a god-king who had long since gained endless wisdom and become the king of the gods. How could anyone in this world possibly harm such a powerful god of wisdom?

and so--

This must all be Odin's disguise. Or perhaps—his interest?

He put himself in the shoes of the protagonist, directing and starring in such an intense and exciting drama for himself.

You are the king of the gods. If it wasn't something you arranged yourself, who else in this world has the power to impose a sealing force on Odin?

Could it be that Odin, due to his own reasons, had been holding back for too long and become so thirsty that even a simple woman could no longer satisfy him, leading him to seek thrills to the extreme?

Just as Brother 'Kidney' was having wild thoughts...

"Shut up!!" Odin roared through gritted teeth.

"??? You wouldn't really..." At this moment, 'Kidney' clearly realized from Odin's gloomy and murderous appearance that he had guessed wrong, and very wrong.

Damn it...

It wasn't planned well—it just really went wrong?

But Odin is the king of gods, the most powerful and noble god in the world. Who else could so easily plot against him?

"Let me ask one more question, is this really not something you orchestrated..."

Before the next word "fun" could be uttered, Odin's terrifying, boiling divine power pressed down, instantly silencing "kidney".

This was also a very difficult time for Odin—

He's not Nan Tong, and he's definitely not a bestiality enthusiast!! I'll emphasize this a few times!! At least Odin is a human being, and he would never be as promiscuous as the king of the gods in the Greek pantheon, who would accept any species.

If he finds out who betrayed him, he will repay the humiliation he suffered today tenfold, a hundredfold, and even killing them a thousand times over would not be enough to quell his hatred!

Who is it?

Countless suspects flashed through my mind, but the most suspicious of them all was…

Odin had suspected that the problem lay with Queen Ash, but even with that suspicion, he no longer dared to approach her rashly.

The emptiness of suddenly losing power is truly terrifying.

For Odin, who had an extreme desire for power and authority, the feeling of being unable to control himself was like the epic of hell on the eve of creation replaying before his eyes—and he was one of the countless remains swallowed by the River of Death, the giants whose eyes could only reveal deep fear.

This completely dispelled Odin's ulterior motives and schemes against humanity in the real world before he could figure out what that power actually was.

Meanwhile, after giving Odin a warning, Night finally began to take action.

It’s time—

After this experience, Odin should be able to behave himself for quite some time while I'm away.

Although there are still some risks, he has left some trump cards with humans and Ash, enough to temporarily deal with and block Odin and the others.

To fulfill the bet and also to build an epic poem and rack up points, Night would not give up this adventure, and so he went alone to the Well of Urd.

According to the absolute nature of the oath in Norse epics, as long as Night wins this bet, he can get everything he wants, and even if Odin, the king of the gods, wanted to cheat, he couldn't!

Perhaps the gods might have a slight chance to cheat or trick others by using their familiarity with the laws of the world, but for Night, as the world's administrator, the final victory in this duel is guaranteed to be 'absolutely fair'.

Hmm—absolutely, biased towards the night… 'fairness'! In short, 'absolute fairness'!

And it was at night that Ye arrived at the Spring of Urd, carrying the divine decree.

When passing through the territory of the Aesir, Odin, who was in the temple but had no intention of meeting Night, was still suffering from the terrible aftereffects of trauma and had no mind to receive him. This made Night's journey unimpeded.

When his presence appeared near the Well of Urd, the three Fates, who had not been visited for a long time, awoke simultaneously.

Chapter 144 The future is anchored by you, the past is eternally unchanged, and the present is already captivated.

The next moment, amidst a gushing spring, the figures of the three goddesses simultaneously appeared from the radiance in the middle of the spring.

"Finally, the presence of living beings has arrived?" Verdani, the second sister representing the present among the three Fates, murmured excitedly.

Since Odin regained his infinite wisdom and became the king of the gods, he has sealed this divine spring for a long time. The three goddesses haven't seen any living beings for a long time, and the boredom and loneliness they feel is simply maddening!

Even without a verbal order, the three Fates, who had already learned everything from Odin's telepathic message, appeared together to receive the arrival of the 'Sun King'.

The moment the Sun King appeared, the three goddesses were captivated by his overwhelmingly majestic face and bewitching charm. They were suddenly mesmerized and then fell into a state of spiritual vision.

It's like a mortal witch seeing a deity; catching a glimpse of their outward radiance, a glimpse of their essence, she falls into a world of spiritual vision. If one's mental strength is insufficient, this interpretation, exceeding the limits of human endurance, can lead to a failed judgment—plunging into a process of mental self-destruction and collapse.

Small things are in danger of spontaneously combusting simply by gazing at the magnificent brilliance of the colossus, just as humans cannot look directly at the sun's brilliance forever. Even the future rulers of this planet will find their individual strength insignificant under the blinding light of the sun.

This often happens when the weak try to peek at the great, and their foolish, instinctive attempts are tantamount to irreversible suicide.

At this moment—the fate of ordinary life (all things), and even the gods, which the three goddesses of fate could see through at a glance, now completely failed in the face of the night. In that instant, they seemed to see an extremely terrifying behemoth, behind which surged the endless waves of the sea of ​​fate.

Like Oceanus—! Listen, that's the sound of the world's waves!

The hell on the eve of creation unfolds before your eyes, followed by a brand-new worldview, a blueprint of another world different from the Norse world.

The initial "one" changed everything (created everything), and the subsequent "two" recognized even more (good and evil, fast and slow, light and dark, heavy and light, time and space were all divided and verified by dualism).

Now—the next three are about to reveal the future! (Planning systematically, anchoring the world timeline, and propelling reality in its desired direction)

Some prophecies that cannot be fully understood are ambiguous; they are warnings from their power, instinctively obscuring most of the truth and protecting them from the urge to self-immolate by contact with excessively intense flames.