Foolish Brother Odin

Chapter 231: The Leather Army
According to the previous playing style, Towns would directly let the Jinlunga world press forward. Once the two worlds come into direct combat, Jinlunga's victory would be no surprise.

If this is the Egyptian pantheon that Downs is familiar with, then the few gods in Egypt are definitely no match for the Aesir, who have expanded several times now.

Unfortunately, due to the space channel, the Jinlunga world may not be able to get close.

This means that we can only adopt the god-level [boarding tactic], sending some gods and troops over to seize control of the other side's world.

According to normal thinking, if the military force deployed there is too weak, it would be like sending food to someone else.

What's more, the flute-shaped space channel is destined to be unable to sustain such a delivery for a long time, and it is cyclical. Once the fight is not good, this will become a tactic of adding fuel and constantly delivering food.

But if such a huge Egyptian world is left unattended, it will also be a huge threat.

Its appearance once again proves that the concept of "God System Chicken Eating Contest" is true.

If we leave the Egyptian pantheon alone now, it might form an alliance with other pantheons in the future and attack Kinlunga together.

Or maybe, just like Tangs swallowed up the Sumerian pantheon, a mysterious pantheon swallowed up the Egyptian pantheon, which would still pose a huge threat to the Jinlunga world.

This is a life-and-death chicken-eating competition, and there is no room for mercy.

And for the god-level barbarians like the Aesir, what alliance is this? Can this thing be eaten?

They have a black-and-white way of thinking. Either you are one of us or you are the enemy. They do not tolerate so-called neutrality.

The so-called allies are definitely not as good as the conquered spirits.

Thanks to Downs's killing and transformation of the surrendered pantheon, the old gods are still quite tolerant of the foreign gods who integrated into the Aesir pantheon, and they also left enough channels for ascension. Therefore, for the new world, the will of the entire Jinlunga is to conquer it first.

The risk is indeed great, but relatively speaking, there are many fanatics willing to take the risk.

Think about it, even Thor took the lead and expressed his willingness to engage in world-class boarding, so how could the guys below be content?
"I me me!"

"I go!"

"Your Majesty, I want one too!"

Except for the old gods with a solid status, all the gods who have anything to do with fighting have proposed to join the team.

Towns glanced down the stairs and met those pairs of burning eyes.

"There's no rush this time. Let the gods from the Sumerian world take priority! Because the Sumerian world and the Egyptian world have origins and connections, it would be better if they go."

As soon as Tang Si finished speaking, gods from Sumer, including Enki, the god of irrigation, Ishtar, the goddess of Venus, and Aire, the goddess of eternal sleep, all came out one after another.

Precisely because they have witnessed the power of the Aesir, these descended gods who have no thoughts of rebellion but are eager to prove themselves and hope not to be at the bottom of the Aesir are the most eager to fight.

"It's not appropriate for all of you to attack with your real bodies. Just send a group of clones with no more than 30% of their souls. In addition, demigods and mortal heroes can go voluntarily." Tangs directly set a threshold for this matter.

Very reasonable arrangement!

As I said, if you don’t go, there are others who are brave enough to go!

In addition to the above-mentioned Sumerian old gods, those willing to attack include Scathach's clone, several of King Arthur's knights, and more than 30 giants led by Hrungnir, the strongest giant on earth.

As for the leader, according to the old rules, it’s still Ishtar!

The second time, Ishtar was familiar with the route.

This time, it was not only her who escorted the "transporter", but also her divine servants. These strictly selected mortal women, after years of training, barely had the ability to fly across space. Although they still used the power of the Venus goddess to cross the chaotic universe, their existence was equivalent to a group of human reconnaissance planes.

They formed a relatively tight three-dimensional cone formation, escorting several huge chaos rocks to the next 'flute hole'.

This time, there were really no surprises.

Perhaps Gilgamesh had signaled the world barrier early in the morning, and the barrier even opened by itself, allowing all beings of order to enter directly.

This was actually somewhat of a torture for the landing troops.

Hrungnir and the others could feel that the area around the stone landing capsule was becoming increasingly quieter, and even the whistling sound of the wind was weakening.

The latest sound was the crackling sound of sand blowing against the stone shell.

Such a huge stone landing capsule fell from the sky, and the giant inside could only end up being smashed into pieces along with the stone.

However, before the boulder could accelerate, it was supported by a familiar divine force.

The power of Ishtar, the goddess of Venus!
This discovery brought great comfort to the giants.

They don't mind the blood on the battlefield, or even being beheaded by powerful enemies, because that is the glory of a warrior.

But it would be too frustrating to just fall to death without even seeing the enemy.

The speed of the flying stone slowed down further, and then they felt a slight impact. Immediately, the outer shell of the stone opened, and the light around them gradually became brighter.

The sky is dark, but the eyes are bright.

An army of mortals dressed in strange clothes, holding torches, were waiting near the landing site.

Hrungnir walked out and saw an open desert in front of him. There were faint lights in the distance, while the nearby area was illuminated as bright as day by the torches of the army.

"What a desolate place." The strongest giant on earth curled his lips.

He saw the commander-in-chief of this operation. Although his appearance had changed, he was very familiar with the golden light... and he was not happy.

"You big guys, put on this hood quickly. Otherwise it will be hard to hide it." The familiar arrogant tone made Hrungnir confirm once again that the strange-looking mortal opposite was Gilgamesh.

"Yes, yes, yes!" The Giants had no reason to argue with Towns's eldest son.

Hrungnir and his companions walked with heavy steps to a row of carriages with some huge copper head covers on them.

Wearing various brass animal helmets, as well as arm armor, leg armor, and shoulder pads with various intricate patterns, Hrungnir and his men looked like giant punishers from mythology.

"Similar! Very similar!" Gilgamesh touched his chin and showed a satisfied expression towards these leather-clad giants.

At this moment, a slim...dark-skinned woman approached him, mumbling.

"Gil! Why did you prepare such a terrible body for your mother?" The first half of the sentence was normal, but the second half made Gilgamesh unable to hold back: "Isn't this skin too dark?"

The one who spoke was naturally Ishtar's clone.

Since she did not come in her original form, she naturally had to rely on taking over another body.

Gilgamesh slapped his forehead and said, "Mother Goddess, this is Egypt! Where can I find a blond and white body for you? I heard that there may be so-called barbarian slaves in Upper Egypt, but their physical quality is too poor."

(End of this chapter)