Foolish Brother Odin

Chapter 110 'The Choice of Fate'

You have to know that whether it is the epic or the prose [Edda], or the movies before he traveled through time that changed Hela into Odin's daughter, all of them blackened Hela to death, saying that she was extreme, crazy, bloodthirsty and so on.

But some personality traits are formed by acquired growth experiences.

If Hela was cursed and rejected by the gods because she was half a corpse and ugly during her growth stage, and was exiled to the desolate underworld to serve a disguised prison, even if she was forced to become a mad woman, Downs felt it was understandable.

It’s not like I want to grow up like this.

By absorbing her power, Downs turned her into a beautiful goddess most of the time. This was definitely a great psychological comfort for a young goddess, so much so that she was willing to have most of her divine power drained away by the Sword of Helheim.

Watching Hela return the sword with both hands, Downs pointed from a distance, causing the sword to fly back and hover behind him.

Downs smiled and nodded. "Hela, you did a good job this time. Although this necklace is not as good as Freya's, it is also a new work by the dwarf master craftsman Hindley. It is a good product. I will give it to you."

This time, Hela was really happy. She took the magic necklace which actually only had the effect of whitening and brightening her skin, and asked her father Loki to put it on her. She turned her body left and right in front of the mirror, looking at it non-stop.

Beside her, a group of goddesses including Freya also offered their blessings.

After a while, when all the goddesses had dispersed, Hela secretly asked her father on a secluded terrace in the Palace of Joy: "Father, why did you ask me not to kill everyone on the other side? I almost wanted to kill the entire Himil family."

"Your Majesty obviously wants to train you to be independent. Think about it, do the Aesir lack bloodthirsty and reckless men?"

"..."

Loki sighed, "You don't know, His Majesty also had high hopes for Odin. Unfortunately, in the battle with the Vanir, Odin killed the Vanir King Njord, who was originally planning to surrender, in order to gain merit when the outcome was already decided. Odin was simply not favored by His Majesty and was thrown into the icy Jotunheim. To put it nicely, he was crowned king, but to put it bluntly, he was exiled."

Hila understood something: “I understand. From now on, unless His Majesty tells me to kill someone, I will try to hold back.”

"That's right. Your Majesty's wisdom is unmatched by any other god in the entire God Clan. Since Your Majesty always has his reasons for doing things, we, as your subjects, should just obey."

"Yes."

Hela didn't know that, thanks to Loki's actions, her path had become wider.

Here, Downs looked at the big pot brought by Shimir, and even he was secretly amazed.

The workmanship of this pot is actually a bit crude, probably made of cast iron. But the workmanship of this pot is really poor, the bottom of the pot is too thick, so the heating is actually very uneven.

This pot is really big enough.

In the epic, this pot is the famous "One Mile Pot", which is said to have a diameter of one mile.

Whether the epic is true or not, and how much is artistic processing, Downs doesn't know. The pot in front of him has a diameter of 500 meters, which is enough for dozens of giant shrimp soldiers and crab generals to take a hot spring bath.

The Palace of Joy is a very joyful place most of the time, because it is just a party held among the gods themselves.

Sometimes, so-called happiness is built on the defeat of your enemies.

The last time we held such a grand party was when we defeated the Vanir.

Gullveig still remembered how he, Freya and other Vanir goddesses learned to sing and dance.

Surprisingly, time is indeed a butcher's knife that can make them forget all the unhappiness.

After completely integrating into the Aesir, they were able to look at the large pool that had just been built in the center of the hall with great scrutiny as masters.

In the clear and transparent pool water, nine beautiful Yangbo goddesses are dancing in the water.

Something outrageous happened. Not far from the pool, in the square outside the gate, the giants had set up the cauldron with their hands and feet. These playful guys had also built a wooden passage with three forks.

The Aesir and the giants drove all the shrimp soldiers and crab generals who were still alive out of the cage. Each shrimp soldier and crab general was blindfolded and their perception was locked with magic. They could only move forward blindly under the beating and urging of sticks.

Next, these small fry will face the so-called "fate choice".

Among the three roads:
There is a path leading to a clean pool with a sign on it that says "Freedom" in Rune. Anyone who has walked here will be released and thrown back into the sea if they turn back.

One path is the return path, which will go around a 360-degree circle and lead you back into the cage through an opening above it, forcing you to make another choice.

The third road is the key point, it will lead to the super cauldron with a diameter of 500 meters. At this moment, the cauldron has been burned red and is full of boiling oil.

Whenever they saw the shrimps and crabs foolishly running into the pot, splashing oil several meters high, then struggling wildly in the pot, and finally turning into fragrant meat and floating up, the Aesir and the giants would cheer excitedly.

"Oh oh oh!"

"Hahaha!"

"Fool, you've taken the wrong road!"

"If you choose the wrong path, you will die!"

Among the large group of giants, there was a small group of embarrassed giants, and they were naturally the family of Himil. Obviously, these bad compatriots were dealing with another enemy, but Himil felt that they were targeting their family.

The Shimier family knew that this was not the case, but it was easy for them to make associations!

They were indeed overthinking it.

Even Towns wouldn't glance at Shimiel.

The fate of this life has changed beyond recognition. Jörmungandr has been born, and Tyr is not the one born by Hymir's wife. There will be no such thing as Thor chopping off the head of the sacred bull raised by Hymir and going to fish for Jörmungandr.

A mere Shimir is destined to be just a passerby-level thing.

What Downs cares about is that each powerful Chaos Creature is either killed or transformed into Order Creature.

Towns didn't know how far away [Dusk] was, all he could do was prepare various trump cards in advance.

As for what happens when Ragnarok comes, we can only deal with it as it comes.

That night, the gods and giants were very excited. They sailed out into the sky and got drunk. The nine lucky ones who got the spoils from the goddess Yangbo enjoyed them directly.

Only Downs, after enjoying the service of Freya and Gulveig, silently took out the two swords named [Midgard] and [Helheim].

In a sense, this actually became a pair of male and female swords.

The Sword of Midgard has Egil's soul as its sword soul, and his relief is on the guard. In contrast, the Sword of Helheim has Lan as its sword soul.

Including Ymir, Surtr and Njord, five of the nine swords in Towns' hand actually possess top-level sword spirits.

As a result, the swords of the four realms, [Asgard], [Alfheim], [Stavalheim] and [Niflheim], are relatively inferior.

This result left Towns speechless.

Where can I find powerful souls corresponding to the four attributes to serve as sword souls?
(End of this chapter)