Foolish Brother Odin

Chapter 125 The Underworld Won’t Accept It!

So many years.

The old and young members of the Vanir tribe had long since adapted to Willy, the so-called King of Vanaheim.

He is really just as the God King Downs promised back then, a writing show and a mascot.

It purely demonstrates the Aesir's rule over the Vanir!

Willy is stupid and doesn't understand anything. He just does whatever the other gods tell him to do. He doesn't do anything extra. At most, he will occasionally shout "hungry" or "thirst" when he is hungry or thirsty. Of course, the gods will serve him for these little things.

If the two major gods fought to a draw in the epic, exchanging hostages or something, trading Freya and Frey for such a handsome idiot would undoubtedly make the Vanir gods angry.

In this life, the Aesir killed the Vanir and were in an absolute dominant position.

There are only twenty or thirty Warner gods left. Instead of worshipping Willy, would they harm him so that the King of Gods would have an excuse to destroy them all?

However, Nasus never expected that the wine was poisonous!

Ordinary poisons cannot poison an Æsir.

This must be a very special poison that even contains some divine power to have the potential to kill a true god.

Narcissus panicked instantly: "Poison? How is this possible? Isn't this wine a gift from Asgard?"

"Yeah! That's right, we just opened it before serving it!"

But Willy was poisoned badly. His lips were black and his eyes were dull. He could only cover his stomach and scream out involuntarily: "It hurts! It hurts——"

The Warner God present was completely panicked.

If the king of a world sent by the main clan died here, they could not imagine how angry His Majesty the God King would be.

"Quick! Add water! Dilute the poison!"

"I'll get some water to pour over him!"

The Warner gods were in a panic.

By forcing water into Willy's mouth, he did vomit out some of the poisoned wine.

This poisonous wine looked very scary at first glance. Not only did it emit a terrible stench, it was also terribly corrosive. Even after being diluted, the floor tiles of the temple would be corroded into pits and holes when touched by it.

At this moment, a rainbow light descended from the sky, and a being that was no stranger to Nasus rushed in hurriedly.

"Gulveig?"

"I'm here to rescue you on the orders of His Majesty!" Gulveig said no more nonsense. He took a magic water bottle and poured it into Willy's mouth again.

This time, Willy vomited more unknown liquid that had been neutralized and mixed with black and white.

Willy seemed to be better, but it was not over yet. He was still rolling on the ground in pain, holding his stomach.

"What's going on?" Narcissus asked with a pale face.

"Just now in the Palace of Joy in Asgard, an assassin also tried to poison His Majesty Downs Paulson. Fortunately, Frey saw through the poison and no disaster occurred. But I didn't expect that the other party would be so cruel..."

"What kind of poison is this? Why do you have the antidote?" Too many questions arose in Narsus's mind. It was such a big deal that she really had to speak out.

"This is the venom of Jörmungandr, the giant snake born by Loki! Back then, His Majesty was worried that it would do evil, so he extracted its venom early in the morning and gave it to me to research an antidote. The antidote has been developed. But it must be taken in time, otherwise..."

"Otherwise what?" Nasus asked.

"Otherwise, the venom is so toxic that it will corrode your internal organs. This cannot be cured by the antidote! If the venom is spilled instead of drunk, it will be much easier to deal with!" There was an unrelieved sorrow in Gulveig's eyes.

This time the poisoning is not strange anymore, it was definitely done by one of our own family members!
If there hadn't been a traitor within the Aesir, it would have been impossible for them to bypass so many inspections.

Besides, the poison of the Midgard Serpent is something that ordinary people can get if they want? !

Knowing the danger, Gulveig, Nasus, and the Vanir gods were all frightened and at a loss. The two goddesses looked at each other nervously. There was one question they wanted to ask but didn't dare to ask, which was "Are the Aesir going to have a civil war?"

The sudden assassination ruined the New Year atmosphere.

This time, the three Paulson brothers were assassinated at the same time, but Downs and Odin discovered it first and did not drink the poisoned wine, but Willy drank it.

A cloud of oppression hung over the entire Aesir race.

The most terrifying thing is that all the previous rumors seemed to have come true at this moment and began to ferment in the heart of the pure-blooded Aesir.

Even today, people still don't want to believe the rumor that he even killed his brother to absorb the Vanir. After all, with Towns's skills, he could have a better way.

But Willy was really in trouble!

Fortunately, Towns used a duel in advance to suppress all the complaints of the pure-blooded Aesir.

The one with the bigger fist has the final say!
No matter how much they refuse to accept, the pure-bloods have to hold it in. If they refuse to admit defeat, all that awaits them is an extremely bloody purge!

Everyone was watching Willy's condition.

In the bronze palace that Willy left in Asgard, Willy was already in a dying state.

Even after taking the antidote, he continued to vomit blood and have bloody diarrhea.

No magic could heal his internal injuries.

Downs knew that Willy's intestines were all corroded by Jörmungandr's venom and his internal organs were severely damaged.

You know, in the epic, even a strong man like Thor died from this poison, not to mention this degree of internal injuries.

Bestla burst into tears and Paul was speechless for a long time.

The honest old father clenched his fists, his facial muscles were tense, and he was already extremely angry.

"Downs! With your intelligence, you can probably guess who did it!" Paul simply couldn't suppress his anger.

Tang Si's face was frighteningly gloomy and he shook his head slowly.

Paul thought Downs didn't know.

Unexpectedly, Towns' answer was: "Dad, you don't want to know."

Paul's face instantly lost all color: "How, how is this possible?!"

"I hope not!"

At this moment, the Valkyrie Brunhilde came over: "Lady Hela requests an audience."

"Invite her in."

Hela came over and said seriously, "Your Majesty, I can now take this noble soul."

This has two meanings: first, Willy is actually dead and has entered the realm of the dead; second, she said "can" instead of "must", which means that there is still room for things to turn around.

These words gave Bestla hope, and she couldn't help but look at her son with hope.

Downs said calmly: "What if I must keep Willy's life?"

“Your Majesty, if this is your will, I will obey.” Hela lowered her eyebrows and nodded obediently.

Comply, that's another meaning.

Even gods cannot do whatever they want. Not accepting souls of this level is a complete violation of the laws of the world. This matter itself is a major violation of the laws, and it also means that the god will have to bear the backlash of that part of the laws.

Even for someone as strong as Hela, it would definitely not be easy.

(End of this chapter)