In this chaotic world, it all started when they found an elf girl.

Chapter 587 Was this also part of your calculations?

Freya is dead!

Gungnir, a divine weapon of causality that never misses its target, is an unstoppable weapon of divine spear.

The fragments of light that drifted away with the wind stirred the hearts of countless gods. Those gods and fairies who admired Freya had endless sorrow on their faces, and they completely disregarded their dignity, burying their heads in their hands and weeping with tears streaming down their faces.

Even worse, some of them let out heart-wrenching, inhuman cries and howls towards the sky.

Freya's demise was like the world losing its color for her admirers.

Meanwhile, on the other side, a wave of ecstasy erupted among the island nation's gods.

"Hahaha, good riddance!"

Princess Konohana burst into laughter, her face filled with the exhilaration of revenge and the fall of her nemesis.

Although Freya never took her seriously, Konohana Sakuya-hime always regarded Freya as a great enemy. No reason was needed; rivals are enemies!

"Lord Izanagi's strategy was flawless; this witch of beauty who wreaked havoc on the heavens has finally been defeated!" More island gods bowed in the direction of Izanagi, their eyes filled with the joy and reverence of victory.

The island gods were in high spirits, as if victory was in sight, like popping champagne halfway through the game.

This atmosphere did not affect a few deities such as Izanagi, Izanami, and Amaterasu, who felt a slight unease.

Because of Freya's dying wish, the gods were to annihilate all the island gods and protect Roy!

The most crucial thing is that they feel something is wrong, but they can't quite put their finger on it. Everything is going too smoothly, and they feel like they've been tricked.

Soon, they had no time to think.

Rumble! Rumble!!

Freya's death triggered a catastrophic chain reaction. In that instant, a vast divine power, so immense that it caused space to tremble and the laws to distort, erupted simultaneously in all parts of the celestial realm, in different directions of the east, west, south, and north, in different divine domains, and in countless divine kingdoms and holy mountains.

It was as if an ancient star cluster, long dormant, had awakened.

Giant beams of light, each with an astonishing diameter and a variety of colors, rose from the horizon, above the clouds, and into the deep starry sky, piercing the heavens.

Crimson, silver, emerald green, golden yellow, deep purple—the dazzling array of light pillars was breathtaking. The already chaotic sky, ravaged by the great battle, appeared even more chaotic, as if gods and demons were dancing wildly, resembling the end of the world.

Then, an even more shocking scene appeared.

call out!call out!call out!

Countless streams of light, radiating powerful divine might, came from all directions, tearing through the sky at astonishing speed, and converging on Apollo's Sun Palace, which had long been reduced to ruins due to the great war.

These streams of light are from numerous gods from the Greek, Celtic, Indian, Egyptian, and Mayan pantheons—including colossi clad in heavy armor and possessing mountain-like forms; elemental gods who control wind and thunder, their bodies engulfed in boiling water and fire; vengeful gods with frosty faces and gripping double axes; and ancient wise gods with white hair and beards, wielding divine staffs—their sheer number and divine power far surpass the tens of thousands of gods of the island nation.

Their goal was clear—the gods of the island nation!

In just a few breaths, the area above and around this battlefield, which was originally just a local conflict, was surrounded by a dense, overwhelming number of gods.

The island gods, who were immersed in ecstasy just a moment ago, froze on their faces with unbelievable astonishment and the chill of falling into an ice cave.

The island gods, surrounded in the center, are like a lone boat that could capsize at any moment in a stormy sea.

Princess Konohana exclaimed in surprise, "Why?"

"You've gone too far!"

Kukulkan of the Mayan pantheon said calmly.

"More than ten thousand people besieged a dozen or so people and even forced Freya to her death. What a disgrace! Now we will be your opponents!" Indra, a deity from the Hindu pantheon, unleashed dark lightning.

Behind both are countless deities from the Mayan and Hindu pantheons.

Their numbers completely overwhelm those of the island nation's gods!

The island gods then realized the enormous hornet's nest they had stirred up. Bullying the weak with numbers was never a good look, and now they had driven Freya, who was practically the group's darling, to her death.

Izanami said, "Freya was shot and killed by Odin's Gungnir, what does that have to do with us!"

The gods' gazes turned cold.

Nobody paid any attention to Izanami. They were all ancient foxes, hundreds of millions of years old. Did they really think they were fools? Without the pressure from the island gods, Freya would have been fine at all.

"Let's do it!"

Without needing to exchange words, the gods from various pantheons launched an attack simultaneously, unleashing a multitude of divine powers, different authority, and artifacts of various shapes at the same time.

The sky completely shattered, causing extreme distortion in space, resulting in fine cracks before it broke apart.

The island nation's gods turned pale and hastily prepared for battle.

It was another earth-shattering battle of the gods. Unlike before, this time the island nation's gods were besieged. There was an absolute disparity in numbers and strength, and the battle was one-sided, with the island nation's gods being brutally ravaged.

Because of Freya's request, the gods even allocated a portion of their forces to protect Roy, lest the island gods, in desperation, turn on him and harm him.

"Yellow Spring Witch, I'll be your opponent!"

Indra unleashed his divine power, shattering Susanoo's Ame-no-Murakumo-no-Tsurugi with his spear wreathed in dark lightning, and then sent him flying millions of kilometers away with a whip kick. In a flash, he stood in front of Izanami.

"You impolite brat, you should have your Shiva come over here!" Izanami sneered.

Bang!Bang!Bang!

The two transformed into streaks of light, moving through space at a speed imperceptible to the naked eye, each collision producing a deafening sound.

Amaterasu, Konohanasakuya-hime, Bishamonten, Ebisu, and other island deities were all besieged and beaten black and blue by more than a dozen deities from different pantheons.

The island nation's gods are in a precarious situation.

No matter how the island nation's gods try to defend themselves, the gods of various pantheons treat it as mere barking and retaliate with even more ruthless attacks.

Left with no other choice, Izanagi had to win over the Norse gods, and the two formed a strategic alliance.

It wasn't that the Norse gods wanted to side with the island nation, but they were forced into it because Freya died from their own Odin's spear Gungnir!

An island pantheon was no match for the raging fury of the gods, and the attacks gradually spread to the Norse gods, who were forced to join the battle.

However, the two major pantheons were still no match for the numerous gods.

The island nation's gods took an unconventional approach, seeking help from goddesses who were hostile to Freya, deities from remote pantheons, and even evil gods who enjoyed watching the drama unfold.

This move ultimately expanded the war to the entire celestial realm. The towering divine mountains were shattered, the lush forests turned into seas of fire, and the vast, boundless deep sea became a shattered riverbed—the flames of war were everywhere.

The fairies watched the gods fiercely clashing in the sky and trembled in fear, hiding in the most remote corner.

War of the Gods, Twilight's End!

The two sides fought fiercely, and at this point, the battle had nothing to do with Roy, Loki, Apollo, Ishtar, and the others; they had become spectators.

"Wow, this isn't so boring in the heavens!" Rudraksha excitedly joined the battle, after all, he was also a member of the Hindu pantheon.

The dark faction of gods that Roy had won over were the kind of people who loved to stir up trouble, and they all rushed in.

On the ruins of the Temple of the Sun God, only a handful of people remained: Roy, Loki, Apollo, Ishtar, and the protective circle of the surrounding gods.

"Roy-kun!"

"Kid, how do I get back to the lower realm?"

The crisis was temporarily averted, and Apollo and Ishtar couldn't wait to demand their reward; they hadn't helped Roy fight the island gods for free.

They felt no sorrow at Freya's death; in fact, their joy rivaled that of the island's gods. Ishtar and Freya were inherently enemies, harboring intense jealousy, and both plotted against each other in the lower realms.

Ishtar couldn't wait to pop open some champagne to celebrate.

Freya's death made Apollo happy that he could have Roy all to himself, as he was no longer a competitor. He was overjoyed and felt no sadness at all.

Roy ignored Apollo and Ishtar, gazing at the distant battlefield where the gods clashed fiercely, the flames of war spreading to every corner of the heavens.

"Don't rush, we're allies." Loki stepped in to smooth things over, blocking Apollo and Ishtar. She nudged Roy in the chest: "You brat, think of something, or you'll have a hard time dealing with these two."

Roy snapped out of his daze, his gaze falling on Loki, his eyes calm and still, and remained silent for a long time.

Time passed by, second by second.

Loki felt a chill run down his spine under Roy's eerie gaze: "What's wrong?"

Roy gathered his thoughts and said, "Loki, was this all part of your plan?"

Upon hearing Roy's words, Apollo and Ishtar also looked at Loki with puzzled expressions.

"ah?"

Loki's expression remained unchanged as he asked in surprise, "What are you talking about? I don't understand."

Roy sighed. "Then let's change the subject. Did you know that Odin's spear Gungnir remains in the heavens and has been targeting Freya?"

"Should I know? It doesn't really matter, does it?" Loki said cautiously.

"Loki, don't avoid the question!"

Roy interrupted him without changing his expression, but Loki sensed a hint of sharpness in his eyes.

Apollo and Ishtar finally sensed something was wrong and warily stared at the notoriously cunning Loki.

Faced with the wariness of the three parties, Loki slowly put away his smile, weighing the pros and cons. It seemed that not admitting it would bring even more serious consequences.

Loki frankly replied, "I know!"

"The longer you persist, the greater the reward—so that's what it means." Roy recalled Loki's earlier words: "Use me to lure Freya into fighting against the island gods, which will then trigger Odin's spear, Gungnir. When Freya is killed, the gods will be enraged!"

Roy's voice was so calm, but Apollo and Ishtar felt a chill run through their bodies, a bone-chilling cold rising from the soles of their feet to the top of their heads.

Like the gods of the island nation, they finally understood where that strange feeling in their hearts came from.

I was tricked!

The culprit is none other than Loki right in front of us!

"Yes, that's it!"

Loki gazed at the gods, who were now locked in a battle of wits and life and death, as the entire celestial realm descended into chaos. She slightly opened her narrowed eyes, revealing a smile of extreme satisfaction: "And even I don't like you as much as Freya does. That declaration of love made it pointless for me to carry out my next plan. What a waste."

Despite saying it was a waste, Loki's smile was incredibly bright, far beyond what anyone expected!

"Loki!"

Apollo, Ishtar, and the surrounding gods all felt a strong sense of suffocation; they could not detect any trace of lies in Loki.

terrible!

Everything unfolded so naturally. Loki didn't forcefully intervene; he merely used a few key pieces and information gaps to trigger a great war between the major pantheons, plunging the Celestial Realm into a devastating conflict.

Both sides have already fought fiercely, with casualties on both sides, and are filled with deep-seated hatred. Even if they know the truth, they cannot stop. They will definitely settle scores with Loki afterward, but for now, they must kill the other side first.

"Trading Freya for our chance to return to the lower realm isn't a bad deal, is it? Anyway, she'll be resurrected in ten thousand years, so we can just treat it as a nap."

Loki said nonchalantly.

This is the difference in perception between gods and humans. Ten thousand years is enough for humans to pass on for hundreds of generations, but for gods, it may just be a nap.

Roy said quietly, "Freya knew that information too. What if she hadn't sacrificed herself?"

"Only God knows!"

Loki's lips curled into a mad smile. Freya was the most crucial piece; without her sacrifice, her plan was doomed to fail.

Then she, along with Roy, Apollo, Ishtar, and other gods, would be ganged up on and beaten to death by the island's gods.

Roy gave Loki a deep look, realizing he had been too harsh on him; Loki had staked his life and fortune on the same gamble.

"You little rascal, you're not actually falling for me, are you?"

Loki sidled up to Roy and relentlessly spoke ill of Freya: "How much trouble has that crazy woman caused you? Even your current predicament is her fault. The revolution is not yet successful, so don't let her last words shake your resolve."

Logically speaking, with the heavens in turmoil and the gods fighting each other, Roy's role should have diminished significantly, but Loki was still afraid that Roy would abandon his post.

It was unusual for Roy, a human, to be able to come to the Celestial Realm, and Loki's keen intuition told her that Roy might be of great use in the future.

What Loki could think of, Roy certainly knew as well, and he could even guess the reason.

But he's not in the mood to think about those things right now.

Roy looked up at the gods fighting bloodied and battered deep in the sky, the once idyllic heavens now a scene of utter devastation: "Loki, the god who can help us return to the lower realms—what is his name?"

Loki replied, "My real name is Chaos!"

Apollo and Ishtar were shocked. They hadn't expected Loki to be so crazy as to force that god out of existence. No wonder he was about to start a war among the gods.

For gods who have lived in the heavens for hundreds of millions of years, the name Chaos is certainly not unfamiliar. His status is even above that of great gods such as Uranus, Zeus, Cronus, and Odin, making him extremely mysterious.

Roy looked at the sky, which was gradually changing color: "Loki, your plan is about to fail!"