Wu Gengji, I will become Zi Yu's apprentice at the beginning! ! !

Wang Hun stood up, bowed deeply to everyone, and thanked them with his hands clasped: "The success or failure of this battle is related to the survival of the East. Thank you, Master, and thank you all! If we can defeat the strong enemy one day, I, Wang Hun, will drink a celebratory wine with you all!"

Everyone stood up, clasped their hands and responded with a thunderous voice: "We have no choice but to fight for the East! Even if we die, we will have no regrets!"

Outside the meeting hall, the night was deep, and only the fortresses in the south glowed with a cold metallic luster under the moonlight. However, in this darkness, the soldiers of the Eastern camp were ready to go. The fire in their eyes was brighter than the stars in the sky and hotter than the burning torches. A battle of life and death was about to begin.

At this time, in the Nordic temple at the end of the western continent, the crystal dome that was hundreds of feet high was reflecting the unique ice-blue light of the Far North, like a solidified glacier hanging overhead.

Odin sat on a throne formed by the roots of the world tree. The runes carved on the gilded armrests glowed faintly. His fingertips tapped the armrests rhythmically. The sound was light and deep, as if he was knocking on a piece of cold, hard ice.

At the bottom of the stairs, Loki, the god of trickery, stood with his hands hanging down, a snake-shaped scepter leaning against his shoulder, his emerald pupils gleaming with a cunning luster in the light and shadow.

"Now that the war in the east is at a stalemate, do you have any new plans?" Odin's voice fell from a high place, his one eye narrowed slightly, and a red light was faintly visible in the depths of his pupil. He looked down at this most trusted counselor, with both expectation and scrutiny in his eyes.

Loki shook the scepter in his hand, and the venomous snake wrapped around the top suddenly spit out its tongue, and its scales glowed green under the light. "My Lord God King, as early as three months ago, I planted a hidden man in the most prosperous market area in the Hades City."

He looked up at the throne with a smug smile on his face, "He is a human merchant selling wine. No one would have thought that his true identity is our spy. He can see how many soldiers are entering and leaving each gate of the Hades City, and when the candles in the meeting hall are extinguished."

"Well done." Odin's one eye flashed with a red light of approval. The roots of the World Tree under the throne suddenly made a rustling sound, as if countless tiny tentacles were wriggling. "Tell me, what other plans do you have?"

Loki took a half step forward and lowered his voice, the serpent's tongue almost touching the ground. "The Easterners are stubborn in their bones. They will never tolerate us building a fortress in the south and expanding like tree roots. According to my understanding of them, within three months, they will definitely gather their main forces to launch an attack."

Odin raised his eyebrows, opened his single eye slightly, and the wrinkles at the end of his eye were as deep as if carved by a knife: "So what you mean is..."

"Let's use their own tactics against them!" Loki suddenly raised his voice, and the scepter snake raised its head and hissed, with green sparks exploding from its scales. "Once the secret agent sends us the news that their main force has left the Hades City, we will immediately launch a full-scale assault! Just think about it, their elite troops have all gone out, and only the elderly, the weak, women, children and ordinary defenders are left behind. Isn't this a good opportunity to enter the Hades City like a deserted place and destroy it in one fell swoop?"

Odin laughed loudly upon hearing this, and the sound was like a bell, shaking the frost grains on the dome and shattering the ice crystals on the roots of the World Tree. "Good! Wonderful!" He slapped the handrail heavily, and suddenly a few clusters of blue flames burst out from the gilded lines. "Just do as you say! When their blood dyes the land under the southern fortress red, the door to the eastern continent will be completely opened!"

Loki put away his smile, his expression suddenly became serious: "However, Lord God King, according to the latest intelligence, a powerful human named Zi Yu has recently come to the Hades City. Five years ago, the envoy we sent to the east reported that this person once defeated the Yellow Dragon, one of the three ancient dragons, deep in the north of mankind." He paused, observing Odin's expression, "The dragon breath of the Yellow Dragon can melt mountains, and this person blocked the dragon flame with just a Qi-refining sword."

"What?" Odin's single eye suddenly shrank, and the red light almost condensed into substance. The roots of the world tree under the throne suddenly twisted wildly, making a harsh friction sound. "Humans actually have such combat power? It's really tricky..." He muttered to himself, with a rare hint of solemnity in his voice.

Loki chuckled disapprovingly, and the snake-shaped scepter turned in an arc at his fingertips: "Don't worry, God King. I have already thought of a countermeasure - just ask Zeus to send Poseidon, the god of the sea, to help."

"Zeus?" Odin frowned, a trace of vigilance flashing in his one eye. "He has already sent Ares, the god of war, and Hades, the god of the underworld. How could he easily send more troops? What's more, Poseidon is the core god of the Greek pantheon and controls the power of the seven seas..."

"Zeus is willing to increase the stakes precisely because he wants us and the East to suffer mutual losses." Loki's smile was chilling. "You think, if we ask him to borrow Poseidon, he will definitely think that we are afraid of the East's fighting power and let down our guard. Once Poseidon steps into the Eastern battlefield, he can not only weaken our vigilance against the Greek pantheon, but also use us to consume the Eastern forces - how could Zeus refuse such a good thing of killing two birds with one stone?"

Odin thought for a moment, the red light in his eye gradually grew stronger, and the roots of the World Tree finally returned to peace. "Okay, as you said, tomorrow you will go to Mount Olympus in person to negotiate with Zeus."

He slowly stood up, and stepped onto the stairs with his golden boots. Each step made a heavy muffled sound. "In addition..." He glanced at the dark corner of the temple, where two blurry figures were standing, one black and one white. "Hodr, the god of darkness, and Balder, the god of light, have not participated in the war before. This time, you take them with you - go to the Crystal Mountain of the Eastern Gods and rescue the sealed Hela."

Loki knelt on one knee, his scepter making a crisp sound as it touched the ground. The poisonous snake licked his wrist and said, "As you command! I will take off Fuxi's head and bring Lady Hela back safely. By then, the so-called divine power of the Eastern Gods will be nothing but a child's play in front of our Nordic God system!"

Odin waved his hand to dismiss the crowd, and sat alone on the throne, staring at the rolling ice clouds outside the palace. In the distance, the roar of weapons forging could be heard faintly from the direction of the southern fortresses. It was the sound of dwarf craftsmen rushing to make frost steel arrowheads.

Deep in his one eye, the war that was about to break out in the Eastern Continent was reflected. The roots of the World Tree extended under his feet, as if to penetrate the temple and reach the Underworld City thousands of miles away.

This dispute caused by the godhead will eventually turn into a world-destroying frenzy sweeping the entire world - and he, the Norse God King Odin, vows to let the roots of the Nordic world tree spread to every inch of land, so that all living beings will tremble and submit under the majesty of the Norse pantheon, no matter if they are gods, humans, or the so-called underworld.

The night wind howled across the dome of the temple, sweeping Odin's whisper into the icy clouds: "East... your resistance is but the last darkness before dawn."