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

He thought that since He used the heroic warriors as expendable resources, He would also use the people to manipulate them at will.

This is utter nonsense! Completely fabricated! Utterly absurd!

"enough!"

"A guy like you will never understand the trust and reliance people place in me!"

"They followed me of their own free will, and I will surely bring them victory after victory!" Lu Ming rebuked.

"Hmph, is that so? One battle after another... Could it be that you too yearn to reshape this world?"

"Desire? No!"

Lu Ming said in a deep voice, "Things have come to that point, forcing us to reshape this world!"

The darkness of the Odin Group is far beyond imagination. Along the way, Lu Ming has found Odin's incarnations and allies everywhere!

Lu Ming had no choice but to rise up and fight back, until he uprooted everything! This was not only a condemnation of them, but also a reshaping of the entire world!

For the sake of sacrifice and ambition, dare to teach the sun and the moon to change the sky!

"..."

The Demon King's expression changed.

This Odin... is he really a rival to the Beasts?

Volume 1: (Bonus Chapter 4/5) Chapter 159: Two Odins Fake Deaths Again, A Battle of Wits at the Peak!

"Boom!"

A blazing torrent of light and heat, like a raging celestial river, rushed in from one side of the horizon, threatening to overwhelm London with the force of a collapsing sky, turning everything to ashes in its magnificent flames.

Immediately afterwards, a scarlet spear pierced the fiery sky, countless runes flashing within it, and a leaping storm of lightning stirred up the raging torrent of light and flame, causing a massive explosion!

The impact, expanding to its extreme, pushed everything aside, and the dazzling light turned the world instantly black and white!

Only after all the heat and kinetic energy dissipated did the blurry scene of the aerial battlefield gradually become clear...

"Has the age of mythology finally manifested? How terrifying..."

The surviving clock tower magician murmured aloud.

"Yes, before, seeing images and documents didn't make me feel anything, but now that I'm here in person, besides trembling, I can't react to anything else..."

"That's intelligence from Snowfield City, right? Haha, brilliant, brilliant! Is this the kind of life people there experience every day?"

"What are you all so dejected about? This is something that walks on the earth, a living, breathing, mysterious being!" One magician, with a fanatical research inclination, exclaimed to himself, "This is a privilege reserved for the Age of Gods!"

"A great era has arrived!"

call......

Listening to the scattered discussions among the survivors around him, Weber exhaled a puff of smoke, feeling quite emotional.

"What a wonderful era! An era that should have long since passed has returned; this is clearly a hell for ordinary people and mediocre talents..."

"Hey! Teacher, how are you feeling?"

Seeing that Weber's expression was off, Flatt greeted him and then spoke up to ask what was wrong.

"Oh, it's nothing. Now that I've become a pseudo-Servant due to possession, I don't have any physical problems anymore..."

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Weber took another drag of his cigarette, then turned his head slightly to look at the area behind him. "Speaking of which, you guys suddenly jumped out from next to the spiritual vein terminal I set up, almost startling everyone."

Not long ago, after discussion, Weber and his group decided to search for the ley line terminal, a high-density energy point where magic converges, and try again to establish the previous communication frequency band.

This move precisely hit the key point of Lu Ming's plan—the urgent need for the deployment of the London leyline node, which stabilized the passage between Snowfield City and London almost instantly.

With such an unexpected joy, how could we easily miss it?

Upon discovering that someone was cooperating, Lu Ming immediately ordered his well-prepared army to set out. With the vanguard clearing the way, Ai Lei used her divine power to flip the terrain, allowing Lu Ming's army to quickly spread out.

"Hahaha, were you surprised, teacher? During the Holy Grail War, you were worried about me and wanted to send people to find me. But look, this time, I've brought people back to save you!"

Flat rubbed his hands together, raised his head, and couldn't contain his excitement. "Does this mean... after the baptism and training of the Holy Grail War, my abilities have far surpassed my teacher's?"

Although he is the only student in the entire El-Melloi II classroom who has not yet graduated, that doesn't stop him from being the most awesome!

"Haha, teacher, from now on you should call me teacher—"

Weber was momentarily bewildered by this bizarre logic, and the next second his face visibly darkened.

"you shut up!"

"...Besides, even so, Flatt, bringing back the aid forces wasn't your achievement as the main force!"

Weber rubbed his temples, his head aching. He had almost forgotten what he was going to say after being interrupted by Flatt.

"By the way, the atmosphere of the Age of Gods over there is so profound? That level of Great Source Magic is almost comparable to that of the Age of Gods, isn't it?"

Weber had ventured deep into the Spirit Tomb Albion, so he had the privilege of experiencing what that environment was like. However, that place was only described as being close to the Age of Gods, not as the actual environment of the Age of Gods.

But in Snowfield City, there are real gods... multiple gods and even other beings in the real world.

By comparing the two, you can feel the terror of the Snowfield City.

In such an environment, it would be difficult for ordinary people to survive. The highly active gas would be deadly to modern people; breathing it a few times would likely kill them.

Magicians, too, need to prepare themselves using methods such as special attire to adapt to this.

"..."

Flatt kept his mouth tightly shut and did not answer.

Weber: "?"

“…Teacher, you were the one who told me to shut up just now.” Flatt blinked.

"Well, haha, since the teacher has begged me so much, I can't refuse to answer. Actually, it's because..."

"Alright, alright, get out of here."

Webber shoved Flat aside in annoyance, bypassed the groups of magicians, and went straight to Luvia, who was leading the group.

"The environment of the Age of Gods?"

Luvia had just been catching up with Reines. However, her answer was still reliable.

"Ah, it's not just Snowfield City. Before we came in, we encountered the Feathered Serpent God who was in the modern world. Her 'divine realm' was already a divine environment."

“We have always adapted well, and I suspect this is due to the protection afforded by that feathered serpent god.”

As for the others...

Luvia's eyes darted around, gesturing for Weber and the others to look at the imposing army in the distance.

"When I entered the city, the way those citizens looked at them didn't seem to be afraid of even Servants."

Anyway, she didn't know the details of what happened in between, but the final result was that there were hardly any ordinary humans left in Snowfield City.

I thought that by using my status as a Master in the Holy Grail War to summon a Servant, I could at least have some say in the matter.

Unexpectedly, while he was imprisoned in Quetzalcoatl's divine realm, Snowfield City was completely upgraded to a new version...

In short, the amount of human content should be kept very low.

"this......"

Weber didn't know how to respond.

What happened in between?

The intelligence he gathered last time was that multiple Dead Apostle Ancestors were attacking Snowfield City, a fact he had confirmed with the Holy Church.

After that, Xueyuan City was completely "locked down," literally meaning that people could only enter but not leave.

No matter how many people are sent there, they will all disappear without a trace and be completely lost.

Theoretically, the city should have been completely contaminated by the ancestor's "poison," but looking at these warriors marching confidently under the sunlight, exuding a chilling aura, they didn't seem like they had been corrupted by the contamination and turned into a blood-sucking species.

Perhaps there was an element of miracle involved.

Weber could only speculate, "Since Quetzalcoatl appeared in the world, there must have been other powerful gods who appeared as well, and then a great battle broke out?"

“Yes,” Luvia replied vaguely, mainly because the students in the El-Melloi classroom had been confined to Quetzalcoatl’s territory for a long time, and their information was somewhat limited.

"Besides Quetzalcoatl, there was also Tiamat, who both seem to be allies summoned by Odin. However, the one in Snowfield City won over Quetzalcoatl and cooperated with him to defeat Tiamat, after which Odin disappeared without a trace."

"I see, the timing matches up."

Weber said, "I guess the time when your city just returned to calm was around the time the changes at the Clock Tower occurred."

Am I right?

The two sides checked the dates and found that they were indeed very close together.

In other words, Odin disappeared from Snowfield City and immediately began to target the Clock Tower!

"Odin's actions are so precise!"

Luvia was horrified.

She finally understood why Lu Ming reacted so strongly to Odin's schemes.

A supreme deity possesses such execution power and efficiency...

If it is not stopped in time, the consequences will be unpredictable!

“Huh?” Reines frowned. “But that bright magical reaction is clearly Beast!”

“So what?” Luvia said. “Tiamat, as the mother goddess of Mesopotamia, also became the Beast!”

What does this have to do with whether it's divine or not?

"This...but..."

Seeing the unwavering certainty of everyone around her, Reines still felt something was amiss. "Wait a minute, even if that male Beast is Odin, he's wearing the Ten Commandments, and he clearly looks like Solomon..."

"No, according to Lord Lu Ming, King Solomon has been Odin's puppet for thousands of years!"

"Furthermore, in Norse mythology, Odin himself has many different incarnations, so it's not surprising that he changes his appearance..."

Luvia spoke with great seriousness, but what she said struck Reines as absurd and bizarre, so much so that she couldn't help but retort to this acquaintance:

"Wait a minute, your attitude is completely different from when we communicated before. You don't actually think those dragons..."

"That's because at the time, we didn't fully understand the whole picture of Odin's plan."

Luvia shook her head. "Let me tell you, Odin's real plan is most likely to target humanity as a whole, to attack this surface world (texture)..."

As Luvia shared the conclusions she had previously discussed with her classmates, Reines's mouth gradually opened wider.

How come it's sewn up so perfectly?

On the contrary, Weber nodded from time to time, saying, "I see, I see..."

He looked quite pleased with himself.

"Hey, teacher, and everyone else too!"

Frat called to the group in Lord El-Melloi II's classroom, "Lord Lu Ming's troops have sent a warning; the battlefield is expanding. Everyone should evacuate as soon as possible!"

Boom!

As they spoke, a blazing fireball descended from the sky, bombarding and burning an entire row of houses, causing the buildings to collapse and crumble instantly.

"it is good!"

At this critical moment, when lives were at stake, and having already experienced the attack by the Demon Pillar, no one hesitated.

As Weber retreated with the others, he couldn't help but look up at the sky one last time...

From afar, it resembled a blurry, surging lightning bolt, sweeping across the center of the blazing river, forcefully cutting off the extremely hot torrent, and easily creating a weak and disjointed situation.

In the blink of an eye, lightning intensified, and the crackling sound of thunder and lightning resounded through the sky. The masked figure sped through the sky, as if it were the vanguard of this endless lightning.

However, the dazzling halo emitted torrents of light, and the scorching sea of ​​fire with a thunderous roar reappeared, casually released by the white-robed figure in the sky.

As a result, a similar scene played out again.

The masked figure was agile and extremely fast, often carrying storms and thunder, piercing through the Demon King's massive torrent of firepower at tricky angles. The latter appeared somewhat overwhelmed, but its advantage lay in the continuous barrage of firepower.

And so, the two sides went back and forth, locked in fierce competition, painting the entire sky with their own unique and extreme colors.

Not long ago.