Foolish Brother Odin

Chapter 251: Just bow down and bow down
Miserable! World of Akkad! Miserable!
Small countries and small worlds are the same. In the Warring States Period, their fate is destined to be beyond their control.

Before Downs used the Akkad world to block the attack, he evacuated almost all the mortals and gods inside, leaving only an empty shell, and promised to repair the Akkad world in the future.

Of course, the elemental resources used are from the opposite Mayan world.

This is already worthy of the Akkadian gods and mortals.

Although many Akkadian gods resisted this decision, they had no divine power. Compared with the Aztec gods who were like lambs to be slaughtered, they were already very lucky.

Akkad is treated like a hot pot wherever he goes, but Downs eats it much better.

The only thing they could do was to follow the footsteps of the Aesir gods and vent their anger on the Aztec gods.

Perhaps at this point, the war between worlds has lost its so-called justice. In any case, it is a hundred times better to surrender to a powerful and somewhat benevolent God King than to be forced to submit to a bastard who slaughters the gods at will.

In this way, from the macro to the micro, the combat power ratio between the two worlds has undergone fundamental changes.

"Swish, swish, swish!" The branches of the World Tree once again stretched out of the world, passed through the chaos between the two worlds, and majestically plunged into the Mayan Aztec world. This time, there was no second scorching sun to help them save the day.

Ke Mu's face turned as black as the bottom of a pot, and he ordered: "We must hold on!"

The opposing God King was so cunning that he actually tricked Aztec into using his world-class ultimate move.

In the next month, before the Aztec world overdraws the world's origin and accumulates [Scorching Sun] again, it is destined to be beaten.

The offensive and defensive situation has reversed!
After the branches, leaves and roots of the World Tree penetrated into the Mayan world, a whole process of plant birth and death immediately began in grand fashion.

The roots, as thick as pillars, penetrate deep into the earth, absorbing nutrients unscrupulously while accurately transforming the earth and water elements of the Mayan world.

The new branches and leaves that are grown are magnificently practicing a new version of photosynthesis.

The only impression left on the Mayan gods by this incomprehensible gameplay was: Damn it! Plants can even consume the power of the sun!
In fact, the solar energy consumed by photosynthesis is limited after all. Compared with the consumption of elements, its greater effect is the psychological impact!
Especially when the Mayan Aztec gods discovered that no matter how hard they tried, whether it was fire, ice, wind, or earth, they could not kill the roots of the raging world tree, the feeling of despair became even stronger!
"What is Quetzalcoatl doing?"

Quetzalcoatl was beaten up by Jörmungandr.

"What is His Majesty Kemu doing again?"

Kemu is desperately trying to communicate with the will of the world, trying to repair this increasingly broken world!

"Sacrifice! I need more and better sacrifices!" Ke Mu said so, and there was only one goal.

But the news he got was...

"Oh no! The Slavic gods have rebelled." His messenger ran in in panic.

"What? Impossible!"

Normally it is impossible!

For captured foreign gods, the Aztec gods would withhold a portion of their souls and plant an extremely terrifying curse on them!

But what did the supervisory team at the front see?
The opponent only sent out a giant god who was handsome, arrogant and evil!
The strong wind blew, ruffling his long flowing black hair, further highlighting his mystery and confidence.

He just stood there, legs apart, hands behind his back. Dozens of Slavic gods who were forced to go to the battlefield actually crawled in front of him in the extreme pain brought by the curse, saying in unison:
"Please Lord Loki guide us!"

Correct!
The only one who surrendered for Donsna was Loki!
Of course, onlookers can accuse Loki of being pretentious and using the tiger skin of the God-King Tangs as a banner.

No one can deny Loki's achievement - it was he who sneaked behind enemy lines with his clone and instigated the rebellion of the entire Slavic pantheon!
Loki watched this scene excitedly. For some reason, he suddenly felt that he was distracted. In this enthusiastic atmosphere, he felt that his sight transcended time and space and came to the future, and saw the Aesir standing at the top of all the gods.

Tang Si naturally became the supreme God-Emperor, and he, Loki, was the god who would go down in history and even have the opportunity to name a whole new world after him.

The voices of the Slavic gods simply cannot be stopped.

Just like their and Loki's excitement, they couldn't cool down.

Loki is so proud!
He raised his hands high and slowly pressed them down: "I am temporarily accepting your worship on behalf of His Majesty the Divine King. Get up! Until your souls regain their freedom, just remain neutral!"

The Slavic gods, led by Perun, were in a trance, and a kind of emotion that they had not experienced for a long time after becoming gods surged in their hearts.

They have been suppressed for too long, and this time, they really took this step with the momentum of burning their boats.

Anyway, if they obey a madman like Quetzalcoatl, they will die, and if they raise the banner of rebellion, they will also die. It is better to fight to the end. At least, they can fight before they fall. Even if they can only bite off a piece of flesh from those damn Aztec gods, they can feel relieved.

Who would have thought that the Aesir wouldn't even use them as cannon fodder?
Perun stepped out and bowed again: "As long as there is a chance, please let us join the final battle against the Aztecs."

"I'll leave a few heads for you." The more lightly Loki spoke, the easier it sounded to the ears of the Slavic gods.

The promises of the Aesir were not false.

[Scorching Sun] couldn't do anything to Jinlunga, and the World Tree began to fight back. Is the moment of overthrowing those damn Aztec gods still far away?

The Slavic gods were extremely excited.

On the other side, Jinlunga's attack horn finally sounded.

The world across the street is no longer that strange away field.

The invasion of the World Tree has made the laws of the world more inclined to Jinlunga's side.

The first region to be counterattacked was the Aztec region.

A brilliant rainbow of light flashed, and a giant god more than three people tall emerged from the light, and the whole sky suddenly began to flash with lightning and thunder.

"I am Thor, the god of thunder from the Aesir clan. Who dares to fight me?"

Echoing that domineering declaration was a black thundercloud covering the entire sky above his head.

The fanatical power of thunder and lightning flowed in his divine body, roaring and surging. However, his excited and wild expression did not match his extremely calm heart. The battle-hardened Thor was using his privilege as the number one fighter of the Aesir to carefully select his opponents.

In a sense, this look, which seemed like selecting slaves in a slave market, further stimulated the nerves of the Aztec gods.

They started quarrelling.

"who do you think You Are?"

Thor smiled: "Thor, the invincible Thor!"

My father is responsible for planning, and I am responsible for beating God.

We father and son are truly the best team!
(End of this chapter)