Stupid Odin

In the world of Destiny, dark phantoms exuding evil and ominous auras are entering the scene one by one.

Some are ghostly ship-like apparitions, some are scenes of doomsday ruins, and some are projections of all things collapsing.

Like flying photographs, they are pulled by threads of misfortune, crossing the void to reach their target.

From the perspective of Destiny, the space in outer space of the Egyptian world is undergoing large-scale distortion.

In the midst of the distortion, these scenes of destruction are merging into the river of destiny of that world—if the world's master doesn't do something to change it, these scenes of destruction will one day become reality—

This is truly terrifying!

Unfortunately, what does this have to do with the Jötunheimr world, not even a copper coin's worth?

You damn it, you can even mess up the map with an area-of-effect attack.

Even if Tang Si himself instigated it, and Ke Mu, you were led astray, in the end, you, Ke Mu, were too clever for your own good!

Only now, watching the Æsir gods laughing wildly all over the mountains and plains, how could the remaining Inca and Mayan gods not know that their own god-king had messed up after all this time?

In an instant, morale plummeted to rock bottom.

Perhaps even Ke Mu doesn't want to believe that among the gods directly under his command, some are actually starting to think about surrendering.

"Brothers on the other side, why bother with such a ruthless extermination..." Similar words flew across the void through divine thoughts into the mental seas of the Æsir gods.

Some Mayan gods, who considered their relationship with the Slavic gods not too bad, even went to contact Perun, Shiva, and the others.

Whether it's the so-called high and mighty Nine United Gods or the collateral Inca pantheon's true gods, under the immense pressure of this impending disaster, it's normal to make various choices for self-preservation.

There's no way, they can't win in a direct confrontation.

They were led into a ditch by the opposing god-king when playing tricks.

The Mayan and Inca gods don't know which small world Ke Mu cursed, but anyway, he cursed the wrong one, and that's enough to shake their loyalty.

Logically speaking, in order to maximize benefits, Tang Si could have only punished the main culprits and spared the accomplices.

Today is different from the past!

With the pantheon becoming increasingly complete, Tang Si no longer needs so many gods.

[Slave owners can never be willing to be slaves! A dog that has eaten human hearts is no longer a dog, but a vicious wolf! I, in the name of the supreme god of Jötunheimr, declare—exterminate the Mayan, Inca, and Aztec three great pantheons, leaving no prisoners!]

The three opposing pantheons simply couldn't believe their ears!

What?

You're actually doing even more ruthlessly than us, these sacrifice-oriented gods?

Aren't you afraid of our desperate counterattack?

Uh, it seems like you really aren't afraid.

The gods of the three major Indian pantheons all trembled.

Noticing the fear in their eyes, Tang Si smiled happily.

This is a barbaric universe where the pantheons have not reached a consensus.

There has never been such a saying—that losers don't have to worry about being beheaded or sacrificed alive, and their families won't be reduced to slavery or anything like that.

It's like the European medieval aristocratic class maintained a superficially warm and affectionate relationship, and then the various countries formed a tacit agreement not to kill nobles.

This game rule is inherently lacking soil in this chaotic universe.

Relatively speaking, since Tang Si finds it difficult to maintain the rule of such a huge pantheon through blood ties, he must establish a set of [righteousness] as a universal standard for maintaining rule.

Since he has chosen order, he cannot allow the chaotic camp that arbitrarily kills prisoners to exist and be incorporated into the Æsir pantheon.

Moreover, it is also time to let his subordinates carry out a large-scale rehearsal of blood warfare.

Here, Tang Si announced a ruthless hand, and the gods of the three opposing pantheons no longer had any侥幸心, and brilliant divine light burst out from their bodies, wanting to fight the Æsir pantheon to the death.

The Inca gods took the lead with a seemingly reckless suicide charge, engaging in a fierce battle with the vanguard of the Æsir pantheon.

At the same time, behind the Mayan gods, who were better at ranged attacks, divine magic arrays unfolded three-dimensionally on the ground and in the sky.

Countless divine arrays rotated, as if opening the gates of hell that imprisoned hundreds of millions of evil ghosts.

Countless unusual rays of light blasted out from the divine arrays, seeming to descend from the distant horizon, reflected in the eyes of the Æsir gods.

Countless slender parabolas, from far to near, formed a rain of meteors with extremely exaggerated breadth and density, pouring down.

Faced with this scene, even powerful figures like Thor did not dare to directly receive so many divine magic beams.

They adopted the most effective response method—hiding behind the lush branches and leaves of the World Tree.

"Shu, shu, shu!"

"Pu, pu, pu!"

What seems to be a simple clash of contradictions reflects the changes in the strength of the two worlds.

Most of the ranged attacks of the three major pantheons were offset by the abundant giant green leaves.

Even if they were penetrated, they could not cause huge damage to the Æsir gods hiding behind.

Clearly the attacking side, relying on the 'terrain advantage' of the branches and leaves of the World Tree, the Æsir gods also retaliated with ranged divine magic, bombarding wildly.

Through Jötunheimr's enhancement of the elemental limit, Thor's lightning strikes received a tremendous boost.

He pointed [Mjolnir] remotely, and a purplish-blue lightning flashed, leaving a long trail of afterimages in the gods' vision.

In the blink of an eye, an exaggerated thunderbolt struck right in the middle of the three-dimensional battle formation composed of Mayan gods and divine attendants, and then exploded with a bang.

Huge thunder seeds bloomed with death petals adorned with [destruction] and [tyranny], and a large number of Mayan divine attendants were lifted up by the lightning shock waves, thrown into the air, and then turned into coke and debris, scattered in the mortal world like raindrops.

"No! We can't win in an attrition war," the Mayan death god Ah Puch quickly pointed out the key.

In the situation where the [Prophecy of Destruction] cursed the wrong world, the god-king Ke Mu has suffered backlash and his life and death are unknown, but the Mayan world has already been depleted of its origin.

In this case, it is too costly to bombard with conventional divine magic.

Only close combat offers a glimmer of hope.

"Kill!" The wise god Xkel finally couldn't hold back, leading his direct subordinates and charging first towards the more numerous Æsir gods...

However, no one knew that the wrath god [Loki], who should have been charging in the front, actually brought a group of close followers to another corner of the Mayan world.

"Loki, are we really going to desert at the last minute?" Loki's subordinates were extremely conflicted and hesitant.

Loki looked back, his gaze transcending space, seeming to fall on the Æsir god-king Tang Si: "Ke Mu has completely failed.

Even if there are ten times more of the remaining gods, it will not be enough for the Æsir pantheon to kill.

It's time for us to look for new opportunities."

What Loki was holding in his hands was the crystal skull that Ke Mu had originally used.