Foolish Brother Odin

Chapter 179 Celtic Version: Feint to the East and Attack to the West
Not getting on a boat, but getting on a car.

This is weird!

Due to the limitations of the times, King Arthur and his knights could not call such a wide thing a ship.

Its overall shape is like a huge rectangular box, or rather, it is a box lid.

The key is that it is too big!
It is one-third the size of Camelot.

The solid seawater is as hard as stone.

Knight Gawain kicked him intentionally or unintentionally, almost denting his metal boots.

"Ah?!" Gawain turned and looked at King Arthur awkwardly.

King Arthur twitched his lips speechlessly.

Unless he was an idiot, how could he not know that this was the God King showing off his divine power.

A new god who has just arrived must perform miracles and show his holiness before people in order to gain the support of believers.

King Arthur himself had already surrendered to Downs, so he had no right to hesitate. He immediately ordered: "Praise the Divine King Downs - all the troops, listen up, get on... the car!"

This miracle that only exists in legends has never appeared in this land surrounded by the sea since the creation of the Celtic world.

When he heard that the Tuatha de Danann, who seemed to be in name only, had been destroyed, King Arthur thought for a moment that he would never have the chance to see a true miracle again.

He was wrong.

Today, with just a little effort from Tang Si, this scene would be enough to become the most magnificent chapter in the epic that the bard is about to write.

This is undoubtedly a blessing, especially at a time when the power of chaos is spreading rapidly.

The knights and soldiers praised Downs's reputation while getting on the "carriage" nervously. But their horses were much more troublesome. Many horses instinctively refused to stand on such a dangerous thing. The knights and drivers had to blindfold the horses to barely get it done.

More than 30,000 expeditionary troops, plus the logistics laborers, more than 50,000 people standing on such a large vehicle made of solid water, but it did not seem crowded at all.

Everybody got on the "car". This big car that didn't need a captain or even a helmsman actually began to slowly accelerate on the sea. In the end, no one knew how much it accelerated. They only saw that the waves in the distance seemed to be receding rapidly.

Even the sea breeze whistling past their ears did not tell them how fast they were going, because there was a huge wind element shield in front of the vehicle (ship), which dissipated the strong winds blowing in from the front.

This thing isn’t bumpy, there’s no riding the waves.

The sea ahead had already become as smooth as a mirror under the infusion of divine power.

No storm!

Because [Sky] is also Downs’s territory!
The soldiers were talking about it.

Gawain muttered quietly, "If this was an ice ship, perhaps I would feel more at ease."

Unexpectedly, his words were heard by the Valkyrie Rota. She was not annoyed, but smiled: "Sorry! The priesthood of our God King is [Water], not [Ice]."

"Well, I should be the one to apologize. I shouldn't have underestimated your majesty's extraordinary power."

What’s outrageous is that just about half an hour after they went out to sea, King Arthur and his companions saw a group of Fianna knights from the eastern islands.

The two ships, both of which were made of water, were running side by side on the sea. The distance between the two sides was so close that the closest point was less than 30 meters apart, so that they could greet each other.

Unfortunately, it was too fast.

Their shouts were all distorted by the strong wind, and the two sides could only communicate through gestures.

Not long after, the third super ship appeared on the sea. It was a coalition force composed of Connaught, Ulster and other countries!

More than 100,000 people boarded three super boats and it took them just over an hour to fly close to Emerald Island.

……

On this day, Odin suddenly felt uneasy.

After his soul was damaged, he no longer had the priesthood and related abilities of [Prophecy]. In a sense, he had done his best to ensure that he would not grow an extra head, extra hands or feet, and that his body appearance would remain the standard giant form.

As for how many twisted hearts and lungs he had in his body, that was no longer a consideration for him.

What bothered him was that the dying captives were still trying very hard to refuse to have their souls and bodies corroded by chaos.

Not only was Tuatha de Danu a formal priest, but even Cu Chulainn was one of them, which made Odin very unhappy.

It was as if Cu Chulainn's father had left a very strong light energy in his body, which protected this child of light. Unless Odin killed him on the spot, he could only soak him in a large pool full of chaotic sea water and wait for the light power in his body to be exhausted.

At this moment, Lancelot, with three legs, staggered into the temple with uncoordinated steps.

"Your Majesty Odin, it's bad, those mortals are coming to kill us! There are so many of them, at least more than 100,000, and their army is landing in Rosslare!"

Rosslare is a flat beach area located in the southeast of Emerald Isle, which is also a relatively weak place for Chaos Giants. After all, they landed from the west, and the corruption of the island also started from the west.

"Those ungrateful mortals!" Odin had just finished cursing when he felt something was wrong: "Wait! The envoys I sent out to persuade them to surrender have only been there for a short time. How could those mortals who are still fighting react so quickly?"

Lancelot said bitterly: "Your Majesty, I don't know! According to the description of the giants, I can be sure that there are flags of Camelot, Connaught and the Knights of Fiona on the opposite side!"

Odin's eyebrows twitched wildly.

He was very angry.

Doesn't this mean that all the mortal kingdoms that he had proposed to surrender have united together and come against him?
Even though he looked down on those mortal soldiers, all the mortals in the world were collectively against him. There was even a high probability that these mortals who were originally in the midst of a civil war would immediately shake hands and make peace with each other as soon as they heard his name, and turn their guns around to fight him.

This is just a loss to Odin!
Odin looked around the hall and found that he had few useful men. He could only say unhappily, "Bryce, you stay here to guard. Elata, Lancelot, you two, gather your men and follow me."

"Yes——" several men responded in unison.

Soon, the assembly horn blew, "Woo-woo-woo!" Odin spent half a day gathering the giants who were scattered all over the world in search of food, and then marched eastward in a mighty force.

Odin didn't know that three hours after he left, a slender female figure sneaked into the basement of the temple.

"eternal--"

With a light shout, a shining spear light turned into a series of strange discontinuous arcs, passing through the necks of several remaining Fomor giants.

In an instant, all the guards fell dead on the spot, holding their necks in pain.

In the basement, the suffering forest god Sucellus looked up in astonishment. He had only one thought in his mind: When did the heroes of the mortal world become so powerful? Where did this magic gun come from?
(End of this chapter)