Foolish Brother Odin

Chapter 54 Divine Punishment [Winter]

Towns seemed not to sense Odin's dirty thoughts, and he continued to cast his gaze towards the underworld.

He did not curse Njord, but instead used a superior and compassionate tone: "O Vanir gods! You will soon know. When I release my kindness, you'd better accept it. Because that will be the best condition you can get in your destiny."

"Hiss——" For some unknown reason, Frey, Narsus and other Vanir gods suddenly trembled all over.

Towns' words sounded like a threat, but after careful consideration, why do we feel that this is not a threat but a guarantee?
Unlike the impulsive Odin, Towns gave them the feeling that he was always absolutely confident and nothing could escape the fate he had destined.

The feeling of being unable to break free no matter how hard they struggle, no matter how many times they try, is like a pair of large hands strangling their necks. They cannot resist and can only gradually sink and move towards destruction.

Except for the unconscious Njord, every Vanir god's body began to tremble violently like sieved beans, even Freya and Gulveig who were already beside Downs.

Freya knelt first and bowed her head. “The only evil god who disobeyed your will is Njord. Please calm down, Your Majesty.”

Gulveig: "The rest of the Vanir were simply held hostage by Njord."

They both have complicated mindsets.

In their hearts, they accepted that they had joined the Aesir, but their birth was an eternal mark. If Downs slaughtered all the Vanir in anger, they would lose their mother tribe and would not even be worth being used.

On the other hand, they didn't want to see their familiar relatives and friends all killed by the crazy Njord. Even though Freya was Njord's daughter, it was best to make a separation in advance.

What’s interesting is that no one thinks Towns can’t do it, and that’s the real essence.

Downs ignored Niold's curse, retracted his huge illusion, and looked around.

"You have worked hard. Rest for two days. On the third day, we will witness the destruction of the Vanir with our own eyes!"

Towns' announcement was so casual, as easy as crushing an ant.

It was this nonchalant expression that instantly cheered up the embarrassed gods and giants, causing them to roar with great excitement.

"Long live His Majesty Tang Si!"

"Your Majesty is indeed the strongest!"

"Hahaha! I knew there would be no enemy that Your Majesty couldn't defeat!"

All beings forgot about their defeat and began to look forward to being killed three days later.

At this moment, even Odin wished Njord would die!
Only Downs was staring at Odin's back. He began to understand why Odin deliberately cheated when the two tribes reconciled and exchanged hostages in the epic Edda, and sent the stupid Willy (in another version, Willy had the alias Heinir) and the wise giant Mimir who caused him to lose an eye.

In that world line, the Vanir gods found themselves deceived and dared not murder Willy, so they simply killed Mimir to vent their anger and then sent his head back to Odin. Odin, the old scoundrel, killed two birds with one stone, using the Vanir gods to kill Mimir, his uncle.

Odin managed to get back a lot of things that he couldn't get on the battlefield through underhanded tricks.

But Odin's actions also laid another huge pit. In the description of the prose Edda, in the battle of Ragnarok, the Vanir did not contribute at all and watched the Aesir being almost wiped out.

At this moment, Downs sighed in his heart: Foolish brother! Even you are so eager for Njord to die. Do you know that your only chance to shake my rule is to join forces with this damn bastard in your eyes!

On the surface, Towns had a smile on his face.

This is the greatest malice of fate!
……

The gods and giants who were rescued went on a drunken rampage in the Palace of Joy all night long, and then slept exhaustedly for a whole day.

Early in the morning of the third day, they brought their reassembled mortal army to the square outside Valhalla, waiting for His Majesty the God-King to inspect their troops and also waiting for a new miracle to come.

This time, standing on the parade platform was no longer the unreliable Odin, but their invincible Majesty Tangs.

Downs looked at Odin, who looked a little depressed, and said privately: "My stupid brother! It's been three days. Have you figured out why you lost?" Odin lowered his head: "I lost because I don't have as strong a power as you, big brother."

Downs shook his head: "No! You lost even after you drank the water from the fountain of wisdom, but you are still too stupid."

"Ah?" Odin looked up, his eyes full of disbelief, and blurted out: "Impossible!"

Not to mention him, even the gods nearby who heard these words pricked up their ears for gossip.

Downs dealt Odin the final blow: "If I were you, even if I didn't get the Sword of the Nine Realms, I would use my priesthood of Winter alone to rub out a boulder 10 times the size of the Golden Palace in Asgard and smash it directly onto Vanaheim. If that's not enough, then 100 times! How can Njord resist?"

Odin was dumbfounded.

This is such a crazy plan, he really had never thought of it!

But if you think about it carefully, it seems to be possible.

Asgard is the highest, so much lower than Vanaheim that there is no room for resistance.

Odin suddenly felt extremely regretful: "If we were to..."

"No! Opportunities are something that are missed once they are missed. If it were me, I would definitely have a better way."

Odin suddenly felt so angry and confused: Am I really that stupid?!

Odin was completely devastated by the wisdom of the time traveler.

Here, Downs ignored the frustrated Odin and led his army to the cliff west of Asgard.

He simply raised his hand and made a pulling gesture towards the void.

All the audience seemed to hear a "pop" sound, as if something was pulled out.

"Look!" Heimdall on the other side was actually the first to react, but it was the bow god Yule who actually shouted out.

Vanaheim - an ocean world based on the Kinlunga Chasm. At this moment, a huge whirlpool suddenly appeared in the center of the sea.

Only Niold could feel most clearly that in that exaggeratedly huge whirlpool, hundreds of thousands of cubic meters of water were lost every second.

Where have you been?
Njord didn't know. He only knew that the water inexplicably left the world of Vanaheim because a plug was pulled out and flowed into a huge pit in the neighboring world of Midgard.

The sea water is still the same sea water, but the problem is that once it leaves Vanaheim, it is no longer under the control of his priesthood, which means that it no longer belongs to him.

This is tantamount to stripping away more than 90% of his divine power.

"No——" Njord's heart-wrenching screams of despair echoed throughout the entire Poseidon Temple.

Asgard.

Downs handed the Sword of Jotunheim to Odin.

"My foolish brother! Do you mind giving Vanaheim a real snowstorm?"

Odin's eyes widened with the ecstasy of revenge: "As you command, my majesty!"

Divine punishment [Winter]!
Advent

(End of this chapter)