Foolish Brother Odin

Chapter 167 Demonstrating Wisdom
People teach the world how to do things, but the world will never learn.

This is like the ants that humans raise in plastic boxes at home running out to tell humans how to get rid of cockroaches. This is very unreasonable.

Most of the time, it is difficult for the world will to distinguish between ants and cockroaches.

When the Celtic World Will found itself being beaten by Chaos and had no means to deal with it, it really panicked.

Downs was in his palace, humming a song while watching the performance, and listening to the two worlds bickering in what was called a quarrel but was actually a negotiation.

Towns had never communicated with the will of the Jinlunga world before. After all, he couldn't figure out whether there was some secret relationship between the twin worlds that he didn't know about.

After all, he is a God King who has occupied the world of others. Although he is deeply bound to the world of Jinlunga, there is no need for him to offend the will of his own world.

Now, he is the good guy and the Jinlunga world will comes out to play the good guy.

Regardless of whether his own world is truly supporting him, this drama is really great!

Towns guessed that if he was more ruthless, it would not be impossible for him to wait until Odin destroyed the Celtic world before running to recycle the remains of the Celtic world.

After all, the Celtic world is smaller than Kinlunga. Even if the whole world becomes chaotic, Towns is confident that he can keep it under control. Of course, the cost will also be greater.

What's more, Towns will not let the situation deteriorate to that extent before taking action.

Now...

It is nothing more than that the Kinlunga world should be bigger and the Celtic world should be smaller.

As for how the two of them talk, that has nothing to do with Towns.

He just needs to play the role of the miracle doctor who can cure any disease with just one medicine.

The interesting thing is that it was clearly the remnant soul of Odin that Downs had let go. In order to recover his strength, Odin did not hesitate to throw himself into the chaos, blending his soul into a state that even his mother Bestla could not recognize. As a result, the Celtic world, this idiot, did not discover what Downs was doing. It even blamed itself for not being able to control the spread of chaos.

In a sense, Towns is the bastard who first spread the plague and then ran to sell the antidote!

Towns had no psychological burden about this. Even if he did nothing, the stupid Celtic world would still be beaten by the power of chaos, and the major islands were filled with war and the power of chaos.

"I facilitated the rapid recovery of the Celtic world, and it should thank me." Shaking the wine glass in his hand, watching the scarlet wine swaying in the golden cup without a drop being shaken out of the cup, Towns was satisfied with his control.

After half a day, the quarrel between the two world wills finally ended.

The Jinlunga World Will spoke first: [Towns! We have reached a consensus. I hope you can help the Celtic World clear most of the chaotic power in it. ]

The voice of the Celtic world was full of fatigue and frustration: [In exchange, I will recognize you as the common God King of our two worlds, and reshape the world according to your will, and even merge the two worlds into one. ]

"Oh? This is really...incredible." Towns was a little surprised.

This is not just a matter of losing your pants, this is about risking yourself.

The Celtic world is really a bit straightforward.

Celtic World continued: [Before that, I need a little proof. ]

"Prove what?"

【Prove that you have the ability to change this situation with wisdom alone. 】

"Wisdom?" A mysterious smile appeared on Towns's lips. As expected, the world's will is different from the way humans think. The world's will can give heroes power, even the power to challenge gods, but it is difficult to directly interfere with people's hearts. Towns is different. He can forcibly flatten the Celtic world, and his tricks are also acceptable.

Tang Si smiled and said, "Okay."

The Celtic world can still be saved, provided that the situation does not deteriorate further, for example, by allowing the mortals on the remaining three large islands to quickly form a united front.

Reconciliation is impossible!
Each leader has his own selfish desires.

If the Aesir were not allowed to intervene directly, Towns would have a lot of pawns to use.

For example, Beowulf and Siegfried, who infiltrated the Danann tribe and survived several battles.

Under normal circumstances, they followed Nuada and Luger into the battle, and could be said to be the gods' servants who fought throughout the entire battle among the Tuatha de Danann. With their strength, it was actually difficult for them to survive.

However, they had a pair of eyes in the sky above their heads, guiding them all the time and arranging their attack and evacuation routes. This enabled them to not only achieve a lot of success on the battlefield, but also kill dozens of giants. There were so many heads that they could not take them away, so they could only keep one head and cut off the ears of the rest of the giants as military merits.

They also succeeded in gaining the trust of the scattered Tuatha de Danu.

They gathered dozens of godsons who were defeated by the giants, and led them to rescue the trapped [Goddess of Fertility, Wisdom and Wind] Danu, [Goddess of War] Morrigan, and [God of Love and Youth] Angus who was famous for his magic.

Their bravery and "loyalty" moved the three gods, whose divine power and magic power were exhausted, to tears.

All three gods were seriously injured. Not only were they unable to move, but all the followers and servants around them were lost. They could only rely on these two strong men for everything.

Under the guidance of Downs, the two of them took the three gods and 'luckily' found a fishing boat that could go out to sea, and took them to the battlefield near the Kingdom of Ulster.

Over there, Cu Chulainn and Queen Medb had been fighting for three days and three nights, and neither could defeat the other.

In terms of individual strength, Cu Chulainn is definitely better. Queen Maeve's divine chariot is a rip-off!

This iron chariot was infused with the power of the world's will, and became a monster that could fly in the sky at high speed, coming and going like the wind, and it could attack and defend at the same time. As long as Maeve was on the chariot, Cu Chulainn could do nothing to her.

After three days of fierce fighting, both sides were exhausted.

They could only declare a ceasefire and agree to fight again in three days.

So, after the battle on the third day, Queen Maeve came to a waterfall pool.

"Damn it! Couldn't that beast Cu Chulainn just surrender or just die? Damn it, damn it, damn it!" Queen Maeve, who was famous for her beauty, could not accept the fact that she hadn't taken a bath for three days unless she was on the battlefield.

After having the guards check the waterfall, Maeve couldn't resist and happily ran to the pool, intending to swim to her heart's content.

This would have been a nice break.

Who knew that a strong man would float up from the bottom of the pool.

"Who are you!?" Queen Maeve, who had just started taking off her clothes, was stunned. She couldn't help but scream.

"Queen Maeve, we are the gods from the Tuatha de Danann. We now officially hope that you will join the war against Chaos and overthrow Odin, the King of Chaos Giants!" Beowulf said seriously.

"Shut up! I don't care about the Tuatha de Danann. Your war is none of my business! But now, you will pay with your life for your offense against me—" Queen Maeve became more confident when she saw her guards coming.

(End of this chapter)