Foolish Brother Odin

Chapter 359 A ruler who only maintains the status quo is useless.

ten years!

This is a considerable amount of time for ordinary people.

It is enough to weaken a superpower into a country of abstract, gimmicky behavior.

That was enough to make half a generation accept an irresistible rule.

The trial period for the six trainee god-kings passed in the blink of an eye.

The mortal world is so vast, there are always some stubborn fools who, unafraid of death, declare war on the gods in the name of things like reviving old gods.

All resistance was easily suppressed, failing to even cause a ripple.

This is an era in which ordinary people are generally ignorant and impulsive. For stubborn individuals, making them physically disappear is the right thing to do.

The actions of the six quasi-god kings towards mortals greatly shocked the gods who had been sent to their command.

With the new god-king deeply binding these new gods from all walks of life to both political and divine interests, their origins are no longer the key factor; only hard work matters.

In particular, when a séance from Bhutan was discovered by Gilgamesh for being negligent and was immediately demoted to a mortal, the gods were genuinely terrified.

It was Gilgamesh's own decision from beginning to end. What was truly terrifying was that there was not a sound from the Golden Palace, as if Gilgamesh had simply sent a pig to the slaughterhouse and it was not worth mentioning at all.

With Gilgamesh leading the way, Catherine soon dealt with a Malayan deity who abused his power for the benefit of his followers.

From then on, even the spirits became obedient.

In matters like this, the six quasi-god kings all shared the same standard—you divine beings were sent by my father, and I won't refuse you lightly. You may lack ability, but you can't have a bad attitude when you work.

After many spirits felt an invisible whip constantly lashing them from behind, their work efficiency indeed increased dramatically.

These miserable people work 23-hour shifts every day, with only two half-hour breaks each time. It's incredibly tough.

There was no other way; the most crucial aspect of the internship was testing Liu Shenwang's domestic affairs capabilities.

No one wanted to admit defeat on this issue, especially since they weren't just representing themselves, but also the legacy of an entire faction and their future power of discourse.

Even if these quasi-god kings don't take action, their lineage's veteran deities will help to put pressure on these descending gods.

Ten years later, a total of 27 gods were demoted to mortals, and the same number of new people were promised to be promoted to gods, but the divine fire could only be lit after the quasi-god king took office.

The capable are on top, the weak are on the bottom.

Moreover, the victims were all spirits from small worlds, and no one spoke up for them; that was how things were settled.

This evaluation system, based on ability and loyalty, truly penetrates the hearts of the gods through the internship period of the quasi-god king.

Subtly and gradually, the gods accepted the new rules of the game set by the Aesir.

They had no idea how terrible it would be to open this door.

Today, the God-King can demote a newly descended True God for poor performance, and tomorrow he can eliminate an old True God for the same reason.

The irreplaceability of deities was thus shattered by Downs.

My ten-year internship has finally come to an end.

Finally, news came from the Golden Palace that the achievements of the six princes and princesses were recognized, meaning that they could now hold a investiture ceremony for the princes in order of seniority.

Baldr, the god of light, naturally took the lead and held the ceremony to bestow the title of god-king. This took place in Lagash, a core city-state of Sumer.

On a five-story-high stone altar outside the city.

Dressed in full armor, accompanied by twelve gods, Badr ascended the towering altar step by step up the large staircase, which was sized to fit the dimensions of the Aesir.

The steps were lined with various deities.

Those closest to the ground are naturally the newly surrendered South Asian gods.

There were over two hundred deities in total, all lined up on both sides. Upon seeing Badr pass by, they all bowed in respect.

Further up, there are the gods of Egyptian, Slavic, Akkadian, Sumerian, and Celtic descent, according to their order of joining the Aesir. At the top of the altar, there are naturally a group of veteran Aesir gods.

Just as Baldr arrived in front of the altar, he inserted the sword of light in his hand into the scabbard-like socket of the altar.

The divine golden light that erupted when the divine sword was inserted tore through the dark, cloud-covered sky.

Baldr knelt on one knee in the center of the boiling holy flames, molten gold-like liquid seeping from the gaps in his silver-white armor, dripping onto the ground along the mysterious runes on his divine armor.

His knuckles, gripping the sword hilt, turned white with excitement, and his entire face, even his divine body, seemed to begin to become translucent in this golden light.

Around the altar, the prepared attendants began to chant hymns. The sacred songs, amplified by the altar's magic array, began to materialize, transforming into dazzling, multicolored musical notes that drifted away on the wind.

Within a radius of a hundred miles around the altar, millions of ordinary people witnessed this scene and were immediately moved to tears, bowing incessantly.

Just then, a thick spiral beam of light descended from the cloud vortex, and countless illusory figures of Valkyries flickered in the stream of light.

As the light of the Rainbow Bridge faded, the imposing figure of Downs Paulson, the quasi-god-emperor who single-handedly developed and expanded the Aesir, emerged from the pillar of light.

Countless halos of light, including the four elements of earth, water, fire, and wind, flowed behind this golden-armored giant. This was not only the supreme divine power he could control, but also the beams of brilliant swords of the world, which represented the world under the control of this divine emperor!
At this moment, Downs' divine body shone many times brighter than Baldr's. In addition to the elemental radiance surging throughout his body, one could even see his hair scattering into starlight, and each breath brought out firefly-like dust of light.

The moment Downs arrived, all the temple bells across the continent rang out simultaneously.

The mortals welcomed their invincible and great God-Emperor in this way!
However, worldly things could no longer attract Downs' attention.

He carefully examined his son, who was widely regarded as the most benevolent ruler.

Badr is a good choice. If there are no more external enemies in this universe, having Badr as a ruler who maintains the status quo is actually a good option.

Unfortunately, his combat skills were too low.

If you really hand over the Aesir to him, let alone encountering a ruthless character like Zeus, he wouldn't be able to handle even someone like Enlil.

Let alone becoming a God Emperor, the first requirement to become a God King is actually being able to fight.

Looking at his obedient son, Towns was reminded of the scene when Ishtar charged into Asgard and kicked Baldr away.

The chaotic universe is too disorderly; a ruler who only maintains the status quo is useless!

Downs gently banished the terrible thought from his mind, and with a swift movement in mid-air, a divine sword brimming with intense wind elemental energy fell into his hand.

Downs held the sword hilt in his right hand, holding the sword of the wind god, a symbol of the Sumerian world, horizontally. Just as he was about to place the symbolic sword on Badr's raised hands in accordance with the ritual, Downs...

Sword Master Enlil refused Towns's offer of authority...

The atmosphere suddenly became awkward!

(End of this chapter)