Stupid Odin

Loki's speech sent a chill down the spines of the subordinate gods.

They desperately wanted to refute Loki with emotions or the glorious history of the Mayan gods, but their reason told them that Loki was right.

The battle had reached a point where victory and defeat were already decided, and what remained was merely a brutal massacre.

If they didn't leave, they would suffer the same fate as those fallen Aztec gods—skinned and tendons extracted, divine souls crushed, and all their wealth plundered.

The so-called resistance and persistence were nothing more than adding trophies to the fierce and cunning Aesir, not even enough to bite them back.

Loki looked around, scrutinizing these 'old subordinates' who had followed him for nearly thirty years, and began to speak: "Those who are willing to give their last ounce of strength for the glory of Maya may stay. If you come with me, you must listen to me."

For some reason, the gods recalled the 'miracle' of Loki being resurrected from being dismembered.

They said one after another: "We are willing to follow the guidance of His Majesty the God-King."

Yes, they silently promoted Loki by one rank.

Loki and Skirnir had previously dominated their own territories, which, to put it bluntly, made them the two great feudal lords of the Mayan world.

This way of gilding Loki's face certainly expressed their support for Loki, but on the other hand, it was equivalent to making Loki a target. Generally speaking, the enemy God-King would not let go of an escaping God-King.

Rooting out the weeds is something every leader would do.

Loki silently swept his gaze across those who were instigating his rise to power, but acquiesced to this title.

He turned around and jumped into a 'gap' in a giant rock full of chaos, beckoning to the gods behind him.

Everyone silently followed one after another.

Many gods and divine attendants looked back at their world before boarding this 'Ark of Doomsday'.

They may have been tyrannical or barbaric, but that was towards foreign enemies.

This Mayan world was, after all, the world that gave birth to them and nurtured them.

At the thought of this beautiful world falling into the clutches of the Aesir and being ravaged by them, they felt a pang of heartache.

It was thousands upon thousands of world tree roots, large and small, long and short.

This Jötunheimr world, with the [Tree] as its core, was like a super octopus, entangling itself with countless 'tentacles'. As before, it rudely penetrated the world, modifying the four elements of earth, water, fire, and wind in its own way.

The roots of the world tree expanded wildly, like seals, wrapping the three Indian worlds. Like ink dripping into a pool of water, it kept expanding.

Layer upon layer, the gaps between the roots became smaller and smaller.

It could be foreseen that if Loki had not chosen to evacuate so decisively, and had hesitated for another hour or two, they would have had to burn multiple layers of world tree roots before they could leave.

At the thought of this, these Mayan gods felt a burst of lingering fear.

Their trust in their leader, Loki, increased by several points.

Faced with the flattery of his subordinates, Loki seemed a little inarticulate: "This is not my wisdom, this is just the arrogance of the enemy."

In his opinion, with the planning ability of Thanes, he could have ambushed a powerful elite god-level squad on their retreat route. Even if they couldn't kill them, they would have been fully capable of holding them back. As long as they couldn't escape, they could be crushed to death by the world tree's massive size.

Thanes didn't do that.

This meant…

"That bastard is doing it on purpose!" 'Loki' spat angrily.

All his petty cleverness had been seen through, and even his ability to leave with his subordinates was Thanes' 'gift'. This made Loki extremely unhappy.

Sitting in the spacious chaotic boulder cave, feeling the aura of the order magic circle that isolated the power of chaos, Loki stood up.

The gods all turned their attention to him.

Loki slowly raised his hands and began to speak: "It's time to change!"

Change?

Change what?

Loki continued: "We have escaped, but we have not completely escaped. If we continue to use our previous names, the God-King Thanes can lock our position through curses. We will have nowhere to escape."

Loki said here, and his subordinates stirred.

"Your Majesty the God-King, what should we do?"

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"Change our names!" Loki said in an unquestionable tone: "Our god names are the connection to the Mayan world. The Mayan world is destined to fall, and not only will we be unable to obtain divine power from it, but we will also be found by the Aesir through this connection. Therefore, changing our names is necessary. How about this, I'll take the lead in changing my name to… [Odin]!"

Odin didn't pretend anymore, he revealed his cards.

He declared that he was Odin.

On the surface, it was changing to a new name, but in reality, it was taking back his old name.

Anyway, since his damned elder brother Thanes didn't intend to kill him, it proved that he was still useful to his elder brother. Although he had instigated K'uk'ulkan to hunt down the Jötunheimr world, wasn't it also his elder brother Thanes' idea to use him as bait?

Although they were on different sides, Odin couldn't wait to kill Thanes and all of Thanes' divine sons, but he still played a double-sided drama.

This was undeniably ironic.

Odin gritted his teeth and roared in his heart: Elder brother! You just enjoy your victory. One day, I will take away your glory! Your position! Your territory! Everything of yours—

On the other side, the fierce battle continued.

Among the three major pantheons, with the Aztecs crippled, there were still more than sixty gods active on the opposite side. After all, the Inca gods still had Pachacamac, the creator god, to oversee them. Although the Mayan side had lost contact with God-King K'uk'ulkan after he released the [Prophecy of Destruction], there was still Skirnir, a god-level feudal lord, commanding the gods to continue fighting.

"Where's Loki? Where did that bastard run off to? Isn't he claiming to be the Wrathful God?" Skirnir was extremely angry, feeling that he was the true Wrathful God.

Thanes on the opposite side smiled slightly. At this point, there were no secrets between the two sides.

If Thanes didn't know who the Wrathful God was, he might have been puzzled by the retreat without a fight of this feudal lord god who commanded more than twenty true gods. When he followed the throbbing of his heart and sensed it in reverse, he naturally discovered that Odin had run away with his little brothers.

Just as Odin thought, Thanes didn't care much about Odin, a god-level fish bait that could be repeatedly and automatically charged with [Wrath].

So what if Odin took away a dozen or twenty true gods?

Without the support of the world, the so-called true gods were just demigods with a very good understanding of the laws. They needed to find a new world as a stable source of divine power and rekindle the divine fire before they could exert the power of a true god.

In the past, Thanes would have been quite wary of 'relieving' Odin of his burden and helping him reduce the number of his subordinate gods to single digits.

But now…

Thanes didn't care anymore.