Foolish Brother Odin

Chapter 256 Strategic Blackmail
Life and death.

This is a cycle in itself.

There is life before there is death.

Where there is creation there is destruction.

This is the truth of reincarnation.

All life has 'weight', and so does death.

The Mayan God of Suicide can collect a certain amount of divine souls as compensation for breaking the oath through the death curse left in the souls of the Slavic gods, but that is ultimately limited.

A god whose soul is drained will certainly fall.

What if you smoke and take supplements at the same time?
First of all, Peren and the others felt extreme pain.

Having blood drawn and transfused at the same time was certainly a hellish feeling, but it was not the first time they had faced this kind of pain.

Pain actually has a threshold. Once it exceeds the threshold, the feeling will become numb.

The key point is, no matter how powerful the spell is, it cannot be infinite.

Otherwise it is not a divine spell, but a black hole.

In just a few breaths, the Slavic gods experienced great ups and downs in their moods.

He watched with his own eyes as his soul was drained away by the death curse until it looked like a shriveled eggplant, and he also felt with his own eyes the water of life flowing in continuously, replacing the 'destined death'.

It really felt like I had gone from hell to heaven.

Indeed, everyone knows that Tangs absorbed the origin of the Aztec world with the roots of the world tree, and then used his supreme control over the [water] element in the Jinlunga world to transfer this part of the origin to the Slavic gods.

Being able to do it is one thing, being willing to do it is another.

Apparently, Perren and the others realized that the new master was a little more generous than they had imagined.

In this cruel universe, there is no generosity without reason.

Most of them will never be able to pay off this bill in this lifetime.

It doesn't matter anymore.

An extremely powerful God-King has shown his generosity, so let's follow him until death.

When Peren and the others raised their heads and looked at the huge phantom that was a thousand meters tall in the air, there was already fanaticism in their eyes.

The shadows of the eleven continents of Jinlunga were projected in the sky. These small worlds were the cornerstones of Tangs' majestic throne.

He was wearing a golden armor, with the World Tree emblem embossed on the surface of his shoulder armor. His body moved slightly, and the flowing dark gold color seemed like a melting dusk. Countless runes of various sizes were winding and dancing around him, combined with the divine brilliance of various attributes such as [Sky], [Wind], and [Water], presenting a myriad of unpredictable combinations.

The most eye-catching thing is the eleven [World Swords] hovering on his phantom's shoulders. Some are like frost crystals that have not melted for thousands of years, some are as steady as solid rock, some are like blazing flames, and some are as cold and silent as ghosts...

Each sword represents the supreme authority of a god-king over a small world.

With just one appearance, Towns made the new gods under his command loyal to him and made the evil gods on the opposite side tremble with fear.

Perren and the others were waiting for a signal - the signal for a full-scale attack.

At this moment, the projection of the incarnation of Comu Kamepsus, the leader of the three major South American gods, also appeared.

It was a crystal skull larger than a pyramid.

This mysterious and transparent skull seemed to be forged with a knife and an axe. In the skull structure made of ice crystals, each ridge was flowing with tiny silver rays. Clusters of frost-like crystals condensed on the edge of the mandible, and countless faint and shrill howls were emitted with the tremors of the atmosphere.

Seven indigo-colored streams of light traveled inside the skull, converging into a vortex of light at the temple, like some kind of mysterious spell from a very high dimension. The most bizarre thing was the fluorescent substance seeping out of the cracks on the top of the skull, crawling along the bone seams as if it had life, and all the mysteries finally gathered at the eye sockets of the skull.

Thousands of spiritual threads protrude from the back of the skull, condensed from the soul, woven with flesh and blood, and marked with millions of imprints, which complement the strange atmosphere around them.

The eye sockets, which clearly had no eyeballs, reflected a faint blue phosphorescent light, as if they were the divine light that saw through everything from birth to death, and were staring at the projection of Tangs's clone with the contempt of a high-dimensional creature looking down on primitive creatures.

Just with this show, Ke Mu’s cards are fully stacked.

Is it really worthy of being a treasure standing at the top of the three major Indian pantheons?
At this moment, as the crystal skull's jaw opened, Kemu spoke.

His deep voice resounded throughout the world.

"I am Komu Kamempus! The recognized leader of the three major Indian pantheons! The supreme ruler of this world."

Towns responded:
"I am Downs Paulson. The Supreme God King of the Eleventh Realm of Jinlunga!"

Ke Mu looked at Tang Si's shadow for a while before he slowly said, "Actually, there is no need for our two worlds to continue fighting."

Tang Si sneered and said, "Any force has the right to start a war. It's easy to start a war, but it's hard to end it. Now that the war has started, how it ends is not up to you."

"Haha!" Kemu's crystal skull incarnation also sneered: "What if I say that my crystal skull can predict the location of every world in the chaos, and can also forcibly [predict] the destruction of a world?"

As soon as these words were spoken, in different corners of the battlefield, the hearts of every Aesir god who heard these words skipped a beat.

[Prophecy] itself is an extremely mysterious existence.

It almost ignores all laws and cannot be fully explained by any theory.

The moment Kemu said this, many Asa gods believed it.

Although there are a lot of god-level barbarians among the Aesir who are not smart or don't like to use their brains, just because they don't have brains doesn't mean they won't find someone with brains to judge.

As soon as they saw the expressions of core gods such as Thor, Frey, and Enki, they knew that what the other party said was true.

That's right, damn Maya ignored all the interference from Chaos and rushed directly to the face of the Jinlunga world. This kind of operation is simply a bug!

If Downs had not dispersed the reconnaissance gods early and searched carefully, Jinlunga would most likely have been caught this time.

And their [Prophecy of Destruction] made all the Aesir gods feel uneasy when they heard it.

No, wait, even an entire world can be cursed to death?
Is the Mayan prophecy so outrageous?
They couldn't help but cast their gazes, which were mixed with curiosity and anticipation, towards the shadow of their own God King.

I saw a smile on Tang Si's face.

Ke Mu was unhappy: "You don't believe it?"

"No, I believe it. But I also know that your [Destruction Prophecy] can only predict the destruction of a small world, and it cannot shake the entire Jinlunga world at all. I have a hundred ways to eat your so-called 'Destruction Prophecy' alive."

"Ah?!" This time, it was not only the God Aesir who screamed, even the Nine-linked Gods on the opposite side showed many expressions of shock.

Etc., etc!

Why do you know this ultimate Mayan secret that even the Mayan Nine Gods only have a partial understanding of?

impossible!
Absolutely impossible!
Ke Mu was completely dumbfounded.

Now that the situation is hopeless, a head-on attack is definitely not the answer. If we continue to fight, the Shenyun clan will be destroyed.

The only hope is strategic blackmail.

The question is how did Towns know?
(End of this chapter)