Foolish Brother Odin

Chapter 103 The Sea is Dry
Don’t think that the believers are cruel to their own ships. If they are not cruel, it means that the God-King is cruel to them - if you don’t take side at this time, are you on Aegir’s side?

At worst, we can find a way to go to the Temple of the Sea God and ask His Majesty the King of God to raise the tide so that the ship can go down again?
From the creation of the world to the present, the mortal world has only existed for a few decades. How could anyone forget the kindness and cruelty of the Aesir?
Especially the public display of the Kraken's corpse not long ago made the kings and nobles of the mortal world realize that the gods of Asgard in the sky are very hardworking and often show their divine power.

Three days is enough time for them to do a lot of things.

[The heaven and earth collapsed, and the sea dried up] These eight words are enough for priests from various temples to make a fuss.

"Go, go! Everyone who can go to the beach, go!"

"See the supreme power of His Majesty the Asgardian God King Tang Si!"

"Foolish mortals, you must firmly believe in His Majesty the God-King!"

"Take all your gold! Yes, the gold that was originally intended to be presented to the damned Egil and his wife. Present the gold to the Aesir gods who truly dominate the fate of the mortal world!"

"Except for the Aesir, the rest are false gods—"

Three days is a bit of a rush, but it is enough time for the priests to hold a grand ceremony.

On both sides of the road leading to the seaside, there were guides from the Asa Church, who led the people who came to "watch the ceremony" to where to camp and where to receive the bread distributed by the church.

Some of the high slopes on the seashore that were suitable for viewing ceremonies were all turned into squares, each of which was a rest area for a noble family, their children, and their servants and guards.

A large number of musicians took turns playing, and loud trumpet sounds came one after another.

The time was almost up, and one by one the charlatans, well, priests came to the conspicuous rostrum and sang loudly in praise of the God-King Tangs.

Without disappointing millions of mortals, the phantom of the messenger Hermod appeared again. This time, his phantom was a hundred meters tall, dressed in white clothes with gold edges. I am afraid that after his appearance today, he will become the object of imitation for mortal priests and nobles, and will trigger a new round of clothing trends.

He swung his left hand horizontally and raised a shining long sword with his right hand.

If any mortal had enough eyes, he would find that this was the Sword of Midgard, which Towns temporarily regarded as useless.

Hermod's voice was not transmitted through the air, but was transmitted directly to the hearts of every mortal on the seashore in the form of the sound of the soul.

[The will of His Majesty the Divine King Downs Paulson is absolute! 】

[He pays attention to the Nine Realms and governs the Nine Realms! He strives to ensure that the mortals in the Nine Realms are not disturbed by chaos and evil! ]

[However, there are always some arrogant people in the world who do not understand the grace of His Majesty the Divine King and trample on His Majesty the Divine King's kindness! ]

[In this case, His Majesty the Divine King hereby declares - if you want to fight, I will fight! ]

[Even if the world collapses and the sea dries up! ]

At the end, there is still that powerful declaration!

When Hermod finished speaking, a terrifying shadow ten kilometers high suddenly appeared in the sky above the sea. Tang Si, wearing a golden helmet and armor, cast a sharp divine light.

He did not even resort to weapons, but simply pointed with his left hand at the endless sea in the eyes of the mortal below.

The roar coming from deep within the earth suddenly became louder than ever.

The earth is shaking, and mortals are trembling.

The millions of mortals surrounding the seashore were all trembling with fear and prostrating themselves on the ground.

Some brave people glanced at the sea out of the corner of their eyes and found that the tide was really receding.

It was not the ordinary low tide that came and went every day, but a low tide that receded by a hundred meters as the coastline receded. Countless fish, shrimps and crabs were too late to follow the tide and kept jumping around on the beach in panic. In the past, this kind of God-given blessing would definitely attract fishermen on the beach to scramble for it.

Well now.

Moved?
Don't dare to move! Don't dare to move!
The sea level continued to drop madly, quickly disappearing from the sight of mortals. Not long after, earth-shaking sounds of battle were heard from the direction that originally belonged to the center of the sea.

There are loud curses and the roars of giant creatures!
The mortals knew that this was the Aesir's expedition against the rebellious ones.

They were nervous and excited.

This is the legendary war between gods!

Even if you couldn't see it with your own eyes, just hearing about it from afar would be enough to make up a story to show off to future generations.

Towns didn’t let the mortal man get up.

The divine power is mighty! The divine power is unfathomable!
Even the Aesir themselves have not yet gotten rid of barbarism and ignorance. How could Downs allow mortals the opportunity to despise their power?
Downs turned his gaze towards the place that originally belonged to the deep sea...

An hour ago, Downs sent a special messenger to issue an ultimatum.

It was not Hermod, but the soul of a mortal man chosen at random by Hela.

This ghost messenger was weak and ugly, and he hit the sore spot of Egil and his wife.

To put it bluntly, Downs had even been somewhat afraid before that his reputation was too great and that Egil and his wife would surrender.

In the epic, Egil and his wife and their nine daughters are an independent tribe of gods, belonging neither to the Aesir nor to the Vanir.

These guys rely on hiding in the deep sea and can ignore any face given by anyone.

The most outrageous thing is that this is how the historians and bards described Odin - Odin only glanced at Egil with his divine power, and Egil was so frightened that he bowed down.

This description made Towns feel the most uncomfortable.

Because in the epic, they appeared after the Aesir had to make peace with the Vanir and exchanged "divine essence". Just think about it, Egil's priesthood is [water], which is just right for Odin to use to check the restless Njord in his camp.

As a result, there was only a small tribe of gods, with only two gods in total and nine daughters with divine powers (let's call them goddesses), but Odin was willing to let them obey his orders and become legitimate vassal kings. In the end, even Ragnarok did not affect these guys, and they continued to stir up trouble and rob mortals in later generations.

In this life, even Njord has become a relief on the hand guard of the divine sword. Of course, Downs would not allow these rubbish that dared to steal his priesthood to run around.

As the saying goes, wise gods are hard to find, but arrogant and suicidal false gods are everywhere.

The rubbish messenger that Downs deliberately sent was killed as expected.

The other party was so considerate that he let a soul beast eat up the remaining soul of the messenger, digested it, and then sent it back.

In that case, there is nothing more to say.

As expected, Egil's actions ignited the anger of all the Aesir gods and giants in the Golden Palace.

It was only after Downs decided to send troops that he asked Hermod to inform the mortals and announce the implementation of the "Dry the Sea" plan.

"Boom, boom, boom!"

Of course, the changes in the sea could not be hidden from Egil, the water god. He was stunned as he watched the water drain away from his divine domain at a speed visible to the naked eye.

(End of this chapter)