He was imprisoned in Nibelungen for a thousand years, only to find out upon his release that he was

Those black, terrifying, malignant mudslides that symbolize all the evil of this world, so diametrically opposed to the nature of the sea of ​​life...

Break free from its shackles, stretch out its body, and recklessly pour the filth of its curses into the city!

......

几分钟前。

Ishtar walked to the podium, which was the focus of everyone's attention.

...Saying it was the focus of everyone's attention is a bit of an exaggeration.

Crystal Hill is the tallest building in Snowfield City, housing a high-end hotel and casino.

Today, it is dilapidated and deserted due to war. However, the open-air venue that has been rebuilt is still large enough to easily accommodate thousands of spectators.

However, only a few dozen people were present, most of whom were new faces in the city.

That's how bad things are going to turn out.

This makes Ishtar's previous boastful words seem completely out of place with the actual situation, and somewhat laughable.

Never mind, it's okay.

Ishtar thought to herself, "A towering building rises from the ground. That monster Lu Ming and Mother Tiamat will have a long way to go. Neither side is easy to kill; they could fight until the end of time."

This means that for a long time to come, Lu Ming will be out of the city, and she can take the opportunity to expand her power without any rush.

Tini, leading several members of the Chelk family, sat in the same area as Ritsuka, Mash, and Cú Chulainn.

The Chaldean side also agreed with the choice of this seating area.

After all, Tini was one of the few magicians in a similar situation who also offered them information. She was a decent person, so there was really no reason not to befriend her.

"—"

With her long, snow-white hair, Ishtar stepped onto the stage and began to speak in rapid succession:

"Those of you who have come here must be curious about what exactly happened in this city, where the various disputes came from, and whether they are as the official claims are."

"Hehehe! Everyone, be glad you made the right choice. You are lucky enough to have met me today, a great goddess!"

"Today, I will get straight to the point and tell you that those claims that contradict the mythology and involve Odin's conspiracies are completely—"

boom!

It sounded like an explosion, and the terrifying sound waves shook everyone's eardrums.

Cú Chulainn stood up the moment the loud explosion was heard.

He sensed a massive, malevolent curse erupting nearby!

Not only him, but Mashu also frowned slightly, her body tensing up. Even the pure and flawless Galahad spirit seemed to feel deeply uncomfortable with this intense malice.

Cú Chulainn, with his keenest senses, quickly ran out of the venue to find out who was causing trouble.

Ritsuka, Mashu, and the others followed closely behind, and Tini quickly realized what was happening and left this place of uncertainty.

The entire venue was in chaos.

Cú Chulainn ran wildly following his senses, all the while pondering.

He truly hadn't expected that such a clumsy and obvious deception by the authorities would actually lure out some "Odin spy" hidden in the city.

—After all, according to the official propaganda, it seems that Odin is the mastermind behind all the disasters. So, the only ones causing trouble during this period are the hidden hands or pawns left behind by Odin before his retreat.

Cú Chulainn felt that although he hadn't anticipated the situation, it was a golden opportunity.

Unlike Ritsuka and the others who were tense when they encountered unexpected misfortune, he was actually excited and his lips curled up.

Haha, you hacker!

We've caught you when you showed your tail!

'Hmm? Are there other people approaching at high speed?'

Cú Chulainn paused for a moment.

Before he could figure out whether it was a good thing or a bad thing, a swiftly flying night crow suddenly flew by.

Feeling that the creature looked familiar, he immediately reached out and grabbed the strange 'familiar'.

This is... my own retinue!?

No, it's the relatives sent out by that 'account thief' to cause trouble!

The night raven blinked, seemingly not understanding why it had suddenly flown into the hands of a strange servant.

Cú Chulainn was overjoyed. "Excellent! The person behind the stolen Odin account has personally delivered the 'catalyst' right to my doorstep!"

Next, just follow the contract, cause and effect, and texture to see the true form...

Suddenly, a cold, indifferent glint flashed in the raven's scarlet eyes, and the bird exploded, scattering magical power across the sky!

Holy crap! Oh no! Cú Chulainn's eyes widened.

This immediately attracted everyone's attention.

At that very moment, Lu Ming, Ai Lei, Skadi, Francesca... almost all the core members of the team surrounded the scene without missing a single one!

Only Ishtar remained standing on the stage, seemingly still reeling from the sudden turn of events.

"Don't move! Hands up, Odin's dogs!"

Cú Chulainn looked up, feigning innocence as he glanced around blankly.

That Odin's lackey... could he be talking about himself? Are you kidding me!

"I'm talking to you, you robed man with the stick!"

"You looked so excited just now, did you know your conspiracy had succeeded? Also, what was with that vanished crow?"

"Odin's lackey, confess the truth!"

Is it possible that everyone else has a chance of being Odin's lackey, but I'm the only one who can't, and that I've been framed?

Book 1: Chapter 141 Odin: It was all a setup! I was set up by everyone!

"..."

He faces unprecedented and outrageous accusations, and the possibility of being imprisoned.

Cú Chulainn has a few words he's unsure whether he should say them.

Is it possible that he did nothing at all during the whole process, and that he was the one who was framed?

Is it possible that the so-called "Odin's lackey" absurdity could be attributed to anyone else, but it is impossible to force it onto him?

Odin is being Odin's dog...

No, to be more precise, it should be—the real Odin, who is impersonating someone else, is acting as a dog for the fake Odin, who is impersonating someone else...?

Who the hell can hold back a laugh when someone says that?

Or does it mean that my current spirit origin is that of Cú Chulainn (the Hound of Cú Chulainn), so it's more appropriate to call me Odin's lackey?

Ha...that's even less funny! Try to stay relaxed.

......

At this very moment, another person on the scene completely lost control.

Ishtar: "......"

One second ago, she stepped onto the high platform amidst the spotlight, reaching the pinnacle of her career.

The next second, her door was deserted and no one came to visit, as if she had fallen into an ice cellar.

Faced with this series of rapidly deteriorating circumstances, Ishtar stood there dumbfounded for several seconds.

It wasn't until Cú Chulainn, who was the first to leave, was blocked by Lu Ming that she came to her senses and looked around the various corners of the venue.

The series of explosions, deafening roars, and the outpouring of boundless malice had created an atmosphere of uncontrollable panic.

Those who were sitting still were making a flustered sound, having initially intended to slip away like Cú Chulainn.

However, the colleagues who gathered around erected one massive barrier after another, openly blocking the throng of people and dividing them into several small, interlocking sections, quickly following in the footsteps of Cú Chulainn.

Only Ishtar remained alone, standing by the podium she had prepared for so long.

The surrounding noise and shouts rose and fell, but the clamor belonged to them; Ishtar had nothing.

She was like a failed art student giving a speech at a street bar but no one paid attention, or a rebel trying to raise a rallying cry to start a rebellion but no one responded.

But......

Why? On what grounds?

What did I do to deserve this?

The scene she had meticulously created was abruptly halted halfway through, and the promising situation was completely ruined by this farce.

Ishtar turned to look at Cú Chulainn, who was accused of being "Odin's lackey," and her face flushed with anger.

So, among the new faces she deliberately courted and recruited, were there spies sent by Odin?

The purpose was to stir up trouble while Lu Ming was away and smear him.

If the other party really runs away, the indelible suspicion will be directly transferred to you.

Ishtar thought about it for a moment.

Well, that's not impossible.

But the problem is, shouldn't the primary target still be Lu Ming? Or, at the very least, should the secondary target be reclaiming His Great Temple?

Why target her specifically? What good would that do?

Even if this person really is Odin's spy, he should have at least received the hints about his stance given in the booklet on several occasions!

Even if it only possesses human-machine thinking without any trace of training, even if it only knows how to calculate cold gains and losses.

It is also easy to analyze that he is not of one mind with Lu Ming's "mainstream camp".

If they choose to win her over or use her, they might be able to cause greater damage to Lu Ming's camp—they could use her powerful connections to launch a more devastating attack.

Conversely, eliminating oneself will only remove unstable factors and make Lu Ming's camp more united and indestructible!

They've suffered so many setbacks back and forth regarding Lu Ming's matter...

So you don't even understand this simple principle?

Even the most basic AI, designed for human use, will eventually iterate on itself, right?

No wonder you can't handle Lu Ming! You always get the short end of the stick, and you never learn your lesson!

Ishtar gritted her teeth, trying to keep a straight face, her eyes flashing with resentment.

......

Cú Chulainn gritted his teeth, his face tense, and for a moment, he seemed to laugh at the thoughts in his mind.

"What, you still have time to be joking around?"

The cold, demanding question struck him like a thunderbolt, hitting him squarely in the face. "You're about to be arrested, aren't you thinking about how to escape?"

Cú Chulainn heard the man leading the group across from him say.

He shook his head at this.

I really wanted to roll my eyes.

When Cú Chulainn looked up and around, he noticed that several powerful barriers had risen up around him at some point.

In terms of skill level, it is at least at the level of a human magician of the Grand rank, and it also has the protection of primordial runes, multiple divine blessings, and so on.

To say that this barrier isn't powerful would be an exaggeration, but to praise it as incredibly powerful would be tantamount to self-aggrandizement.

This kind of "rigid" barrier is closely related to the person who maintains it... The simplest, most convenient, and fastest way to break it is by using escape, which is to achieve miracles through brute force.

If the effort exerted exceeds that of the maintainer, the barrier will collapse on its own.

But this was what troubled him.

Cú Chulainn can circumvent restrictions in many ways and perform high-level operations comparable to those of a supreme god, but when it comes to exerting effort, he cannot circumvent the limitations of this Cú Chulainn spirit base.

The difference between the Spirit Origin of an ordinary Servant, the Spirit Origin of a Grand Servant, and even the Spirit Origin of a truly complete God... there is even a huge gap in the amount of effort required to achieve the same result.

The stronger one's spirit origin, the more water a container can hold. It's obvious that a small cup of water can't compare to the volume of water in a large bathtub.