Foolish Brother Odin

Chapter 247: Still Falling into the Trap

On the highest throne in the Silver Palace of Asgard, Downs kept chuckling, and no one heard it.

In such a huge world, it is difficult to turn around when speeding up.

Not to mention a world floating in the universe, even if a 50,000-ton giant ship found itself about to collide with an aircraft carrier, it would not be able to turn around just like that.

It's such a wonderful feeling to see the enemy think he has a good plan, but actually step into a trap.

When the roots of the World Tree suddenly stretched out from the world barrier and quickly pierced towards the other side, the opposite world was frightened and slowed down on the spot, and the Silver Palace immediately erupted into loud laughter.

"Hahahaha!"

"Are you dumbfounded? Idiot! You have fallen into our Majesty's trap!"

"Wash yourself clean and wait for death! Stupid Aztec god!"

When the other side falls into the trap, the morale boost brought to our side is quite huge.

The relaxed and happy expressions of the gods reminded Towns of a story that had happened in this life but had been distorted - Thor's hammer was stolen by the giant Thorim, Thorim was crazy and wanted to force Freya to marry him, Hela helped Thor and turned into Freya, and used her ghostly form to scare the old pervert Thorim into wilting on the spot.

This story is very relevant at this moment.

Think about it, the Aztec gods felt that Jinlunga was like a beautiful woman trapped in an alley, but when they took off their pants and rushed forward, they found that this beautiful woman was a ghost, or maybe Thor with a big beard in disguise...

This is wonderful!
Sure enough, the other side was stunned.

"Boom, boom, boom!"

Whether it was the Quetzalcoatl or the hundreds of thousands of Aztec warriors, in their minds, this was originally a massacre without suspense. As long as the barrier on the other side was opened, they could rush over to connect the continents and then kill as many people as they could.

Who knew that what he would see were green roots that stretched from sky to earth and easily pierced through the soap bubble-like barrier of the Aztec world and blasted into their world ahead of time?

With loud noises that shook the earth and the sky, the roots of wild plants penetrated directly into the lush Aztec land.

Faced with such a rough insertion, the earth seemed to emit a continuous roar like a shrill scream.

The earth shook violently, and a moment later the entire land was covered with spider-web-like cracks.

Not only do the roots penetrate deep into the earth, they also sweep back and forth across the vast land like a rag.

The rugged Aztec land suddenly broke into pieces, but those hateful roots were like a plow, repeatedly digging at the ground.

All the Aztec buildings on the earth were reduced to ashes when swept by these roots, which were often ten kilometers long.

The man-made bricks and stones were swept away, and then scattered and pressed into the ground by the roots. If you don't look carefully, you might even think that there was nothing here, only a thin layer of flat soil.

How cruel!

Is this world-class power?

Is there really such a lively world in this universe?
This time, the brutal Aztec gods really opened their eyes passively.

This kind of world centered on giant trees was the first time they had seen it.

Kill at first sight!

"No! How can you do this to my world?" A giant snake the size of an aircraft carrier flapped its huge colorful wings and flew into the sky.

It is Quetzalcoatl!

Obviously, it was also anxious.

He actually launched an attack on the roots without any regard!

It spread its colorful wings and stirred up a strong wind that was strong enough to destroy a city, mixed with heavy rain, sweeping towards the roots of the World Tree. Frankly speaking, its divine power was not weak.

With just a quick glance, Downs knew that every drop of rain was as powerful as an arrow from a large crossbow.

If a human were to be attacked like this, his body would be torn into pieces in a matter of minutes.

Unfortunately, this is not enough for the roots of the World Tree.

The World Tree is the embodiment of the world of Jinlunga.

This Jinlunga itself is twice as large as the myth. In addition, it has perfectly absorbed the Celtic and Sumerian worlds, and also the earth element of the Slavic world.

With the support of such a super-enhanced world origin, the World Tree also allows Vidal, the God of the Forest, to synchronize his spirit and micro-manipulate some of its roots.

This kind of power is simply not something a tiny Quetzalcoatl can resist.

The Quetzalcoatl, which was originally very majestic and powerful, looked no different from the ten fierce beasts of Jinlunga that he had killed in the past in Tang Si's eyes. It looked very capable of jumping, but it couldn't jump for long.

The Aztec world was also ruthless. Even though it knew it had encountered an ambush, it still charged forward with unchanged momentum and regardless.

However, because of the deceleration, the collision was powerless. With thousands of world tree roots wrapped around it as a buffer, it didn't feel like a collision, but more like a docking.

Without hesitation, the other Aztec gods saw that the worlds were successfully connected, and hurriedly left their roots behind and rushed towards the Jinlunga world.

Of course they knew that it was meaningless to get entangled with these roots. It was equivalent to using their limited divine power to fight against the origin of a huge world.

It won't take more than a few rounds before they are destroyed.

The only way to win this war is to try our best to destroy the other side's world center.

There were lightning and thunder, strong winds and raging fire, and all kinds of divine lights pierced the sky.

The flight paths of the Aztec gods are so clear, as if they will never be blown away by the strong winds in the sky.

The trails of the gods and their servants crossed the sky from south to north, and the dazzling tail flames were imprinted in the eyes of the remaining Aztec mortal warriors.

These shining lights gave new courage to the mortal warriors.

Yes! Our gods haven't lost yet!

The death of us mortals is just a necessary sacrifice in the [Crown of Honor War].

The Aztecs were such a sick people.

The sun was the most important thing to the Aztec gods and mortals. They believed that the world had been created and destroyed four times. Each time a new sun was created, it illuminated the whole world. In order for the sun to continue to shine on humans, the custom of regularly offering human blood and hearts to the sun was created.

In order to continuously replenish the living sacrifices, the Aztecs had to fight constantly to obtain captives as offerings in the ceremony. For this reason, when there were no external enemies, wars often broke out between cities. This is the origin of the "War of the Crown of Honor".

Once the required number of prisoners have been obtained by each side, the armistice agreement will be negotiated.

On the other hand, until they have taken enough captives, they are the most fanatical warriors, from mortals to gods.

Unfortunately, this time they hit a different kind of wall.

Led by Quetzalcoatl, one Aztec god after another, with their subordinates, broke through the world barrier and fought their way into the opposite world barrier.

They were like little rising suns, lighting up the world barrier of Jinlunga and giving it a motley color.

Then they felt like they had crashed into the big mouth of an octopus.

(End of this chapter)