Stupid Odin

Tragic! The world of Akkad! Tragic!

Small countries and small worlds are the same; in an era of warring states, their fate is not their own.

Before Thors used the world of Akkad as a shield, he evacuated almost all the mortals and gods, leaving only an empty shell, and promised to restore the small world of Akkad in the future.

Of course, using the elemental resources of the opposing Mayan world.

This is already very kind to the gods and mortals of Akkad.

Although many Akkadian gods inwardly resisted this decision, they had no divine authority after descending to this world. Compared to the sacrificial gods of the Aztec, who were like lambs to the slaughter, they were already very fortunate.

Akkad would be treated like a hot pot everywhere, but Thors' side was much more civilized.

The only thing they could do was to follow in the footsteps of the Aesir gods and vent their anger on the Aztec gods.

Perhaps at this point, there is no so-called justice in the war between worlds. In any case, relying on a powerful and somewhat benevolent god-king is a hundred times better than being forced to submit to a bastard who slaughters gods at will.

Thus, from the macro to the micro level, the balance of power between the two worlds has undergone a fundamental change.

"Shua shua shua!" The branches of the World Tree once again stretched out of the world, crossed the chaos between the two worlds, and majestically plunged into the Mayan-Aztec world. This time, there was no second sun to help them out.

Kukulkan's face was as black as the bottom of a pot, and he ordered, "We must hold on!"

The god-king on the other side was too cunning, actually tricking the Aztecs out of their world-class ultimate move.

For the next month, before the Aztec world overdraws its world origin and accumulates another [Sun], they are destined to be beaten.

The momentum of attack and defense has been reversed!

After the branches and roots of the World Tree penetrated into the Mayan world, they immediately began a grand process of plant life from birth to death.

The roots, as thick as pillars supporting the sky, penetrated deep into the earth, rampantly absorbing nutrients while precisely transforming the earth and water elements of the Mayan world.

The newly grown branches gloriously practiced a new version of photosynthesis.

This gameplay, which the Mayan gods found incredible, gave them only one impression: "Oh heavens! Plants can eat solar power!"

In fact, the solar energy consumed by photosynthesis is ultimately limited. Compared to the devouring of elements, the greater effect lies in the mental blow!

Especially when the Mayan-Aztec gods discovered that they could not kill the wildly growing branches and roots of the World Tree, whether by fire, ice, wind, or earth, the sense of despair was even stronger!

"What is Quetzalcoatl doing?"

Quetzalcoatl was being beaten violently by Jormungandr.

"What is His Majesty Kukulkan doing?"

Kukulkan was struggling to communicate with the world's will, trying to repair this increasingly broken world!

"Sacrifices! I need more and better sacrifices!" Kukulkan said, and the target was only one.

However, the news he received was...

"Not good! The Slavic pantheon has rebelled," his envoy ran in慌张地跑进来.

"What? Impossible!"

Normally, it would be impossible!

For captured outer gods, the Aztec gods would deduct a part of their divine souls and plant an incredibly terrifying curse!

But what did the front-line supervisors see?

The other side only sent a giant god who combined handsomeness, arrogance, and charm!

The wind blew, stirring his flowing black hair, further highlighting his mystery and confidence.

He just stood there, straddling his legs, with his hands behind his back, and dozens of Slavic gods who had been forced onto the battlefield actually endured the supreme pain brought by the curse, prostrating themselves before him, and saying in unison:

"Please, Lord Loki, guide us!"

Yes!

The only one who surrendered to Thors was Loki!

Bystanders can certainly accuse Loki of posturing, using God-King Thors's banner as a facade.

No one can deny Loki's achievements—he infiltrated the enemy's rear with a clone and instigated the entire Slavic pantheon to rebel!

Loki excitedly watched this scene.

For some reason, he suddenly felt a little distracted. In this fanatical atmosphere, he felt his vision transcend time and space, coming to the future, and saw the Aesir gods standing at the pinnacle of all pantheons.

Thors naturally became that supreme god-emperor, and he, Loki, was the god who would be remembered in history, and even have the opportunity to name a new world after him.

Who would have thought that the Aesir gods would not even need them to be cannon fodder?

Perun stepped forward and bowed again: "If there is an opportunity, please be sure to let us join the final battle against the Aztecs."

"We'll leave you a few heads," the more understated Loki spoke, the more significant it sounded to the Slavic gods.

The promise of the Aesir gods was not false.

The [Sun] could not do anything to Ginnungagap, and the World Tree had begun to counterattack. Would the moment to overturn those damned Aztec gods still be far away?

The Slavic gods were extremely excited.

On the other side, the horn of attack from Ginnungagap finally sounded.

Now, the opposite world was no longer that unfamiliar away game.

The invasion of the World Tree, on the contrary, made the world's laws more inclined to the side of Ginnungagap.

The first to be counterattacked was actually the Aztec region.

A burst of gorgeous rainbow light flashed, and a giant god more than three people tall appeared from the light. At the same time, the entire sky suddenly thundered and lightninged.

"I am Thor, the Thunder God of the Aesir, who dares to fight me!"

Echoing that domineering declaration was the black thundercloud covering the entire sky above his head.

The fanatical power of thunder flowed in his divine body, rumbling and surging, and what did not match his excited and wild expression was his extremely calm heart. Thor, who had been battle-hardened for a long time, was carefully selecting his opponent using his privilege as the number one thug of the Aesir gods.

In a sense, this kind of gaze, as if picking slaves in a slave market, stimulated the nerves of the Aztec gods even more.

They吵闹了起来.

"Who do you think you are?"

Thor laughed: "Thor, the invincible Thor!"

My father is in charge of planning, and I am in charge of beating gods.

My father and I are indeed the best partners!