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Odin simply replied with one sentence: "Be quiet, watch carefully, and you will understand everything."

.........

Quiet and oppressive, the highest realm of gods is filled with a mountain-like sense of oppression that makes one's heart stop beating.

Locke faced numerous gods alone, yet his aura remained completely unyielding.

The hand, clad in ice crystal gauntlets, gently tapped the armrest: "A god above gods? Nothing special."

"A formless and intangible body, is this your greatest trump card? If it weren't for this trump card, you would probably have been wiped out by the God-Kings of all time."

The fact that the God-Kings of all ages could see through everything and perceive the existence of these ancient gods proves that these ancient gods were not as powerful as imagined. Their self-proclaimed status as ancient gods and their calling themselves gods above gods is merely an arrogance that naturally arises from living long enough and feeding on the gods of Asgard.

Hearing Locke's contemptuous tone, all the ancient gods were enraged almost instantly, and a vast amount of divine power surged toward Locke like a sea.

"Unknown little insect, I don't know why you know about us, the gods above gods. You have offended the ancient gods, and you deserve to be killed!"

Seeing the ancient god about to attack, Locke remained calm: "Are you sure?"

The hand, encased in ice crystal gauntlets, continued to tap the armrest, and at the same time, a crimson energy instantly spread out.

The moment they saw this energy, the ancient gods present all paled and exclaimed in horror, "The power of chaos!!!"

In Helheim, Hela stared in bewilderment at the crimson energy in the image: "What kind of power is this? Why are those... strange creatures so terrified?"

Odin, the king of the gods, twitched his eyelids violently: "Hela, you should go back and study your books."

"Tch!" Hela scoffed.

"That is the power of chaos, one of the three ancient forces in the universe, which has the ability to rewrite reality."

Hela's eyes widened suddenly: "Old man, are you crazy? Rewriting reality? How can such a power exist?!"

Odin, the king of the gods, did not turn around: "Otherwise, why do you think those formless ancient gods would react so strongly? That is one of the few forces in the universe that can truly destroy them."

"Ancient gods?" Hela frowned deeply. "Odin, what exactly are those ancient gods?"

Odin, the king of the gods, was silent for a moment: "The Old Gods are a special group of beings who hide in the skies above Asgard and feed on the death and destruction of Asgard in order to achieve immortality. Their history is even older than Asgard itself."

Upon hearing this, Hela immediately exploded: "Those insects who feed on the death and destruction of Asgard, who do they think they are! I will kill them!"

"It's no use. They are formless and intangible, without any substance. You can't even perceive them or touch them."

Silence, a deep silence. At this moment, Hela seemed to sense the complexity and loneliness in Odin's words.

Undetectable, untouchable, what meaning does even the greatest power have? There is simply no possibility of killing them.

No, and not absolutely!

Hela suddenly looked up, her gaze fixed on the scene before her.

Locke looked down at the ancient gods before him with disdain: "Now, repeat what you just said."

The ancient gods looked at each other, their expressions a mixture of complexity and embarrassment.

Why did a chaotic force suddenly appear, and why is it a chaotic force that has already grown up?

The power of chaos is one of the few forces that can restrain or even kill them. It doesn't matter if they haven't grown up yet, as they can't even enter the highest divine realm. As for the one in front of us, it casually tore apart the barrier of the highest divine realm, so it is obviously not some small insect that hasn't grown up yet.

"Now, immediately, right now, repeat what you just said again!" The mocking tone was amplified once more.

Instantly, one of the more hot-tempered ancient gods couldn't hold back any longer: "Damn it, so what if it's the power of chaos!"

Locke laughed, and his large hand, wrapped in ice crystal gauntlets, instantly opened. The vast power of chaos transformed into countless streams that instantly sealed the ancient god who had spoken. With a forceful pull, the ancient god flew up and knelt down in front of Locke with a bang!

At the same time, Locke placed one foot directly on the head of the ancient god, and under the god's furious and humiliated gaze, slowly stomped the head down, pressing it hard into the ground.

"Now, I'll tell you what the power of chaos can do!"

A group of ancient gods instantly erupted in fury, fury unlike anything they had ever experienced before!

"Damn it, how dare he insult the ancient gods like that!"

"kill him!"

"If we attack together, we can kill even the Almighty Father, and even the power of chaos will be no match for us!"

"Tap tap tap..." Locke's fingers tapped the armrest again: "Want to kill me? Sure, I'm looking forward to it."

As he spoke, a second force surged forth from the gauntlet, and blazing flames transformed into a small phoenix, which cried out upon it.

Silence! Absolute silence! The entire scene seemed to have been instantly muted, with only the sound of a group of ancient gods swallowing repeatedly.

"Phoenix, the power of the phoenix!"

If the power of chaos only has the potential to kill them and give them real bodies by rewriting reality, then adding the Phoenix Force, the strongest destructive power capable of destroying everything, means that they can truly be wiped out completely.

Chapter Seventy-Eight My foolish daughter, he is your husband

In Helheim, Hela looked at the image above with a puzzled expression: "What kind of power is that?"

Odin, the king of the gods, felt a strange sense of despair towards his daughter who knew nothing. He wondered what kind of bizarre creature he had raised.

"That is the Phoenix Force, one of the three ancient forces in the universe, possessing the power to destroy matter."

"Material destruction? That sounds powerful, but it shouldn't be enough to drive those guys to despair."

"That's because the Phoenix Force also has another ability: the possessor of the Phoenix Force can be reborn continuously."

"Rewriting reality, destroying matter, and rebirth—with these three abilities combined, why do you think they were so desperate?"

"Fuck! How can such a monster exist!" Hela was dumbfounded.

Damn it, how could such a monster exist! At this moment, the thoughts of the ancient gods perfectly overlapped with those of Hela.

Locke looked at the ancient gods before him with great interest: "You wanted to kill me, didn't you? Come on, I'm waiting."

Awkward.

Who the hell would dare to jump around like this!

Right now, I'm just suffering some insults. So what if I'm insulted? I'll just treat it as experiencing something new that I've never experienced before. If I jump again, I might really get killed.

They can't resist, they can't kill the other side, but the other side can kill them all. What can they do?

Locke looked around: "Boring."

"They don't even have wine for 350 here."

"We have wine, we have wine." An ancient god responded cautiously, then rushed up to offer a bottle of fine wine, even preparing to pour it for the other person himself.

What ancient god's majesty, what face? At this moment, they've long been thrown out of the Milky Way. What could be more important than my life?

A finger suddenly pressed down on the ancient god's hand as he poured the wine.

The ancient god looked at Locke with a somewhat bewildered expression.

Locke said somewhat leisurely, "I heard that the three Fates rule this place?"

"I never drink alcohol poured by men."

Upon hearing this, the faces of several ancient gods flushed red.

An insult! A blatant insult!

But what good is anger?

Even the ancient gods, whose faces were flushed with anger, managed to suppress their expressions again, just like changing their faces—it was quite a sight.

Silence, then silence again.

Locke's expression gradually turned cold: "What, so arrogant?"

Finally, with a sigh, a beautiful goddess emerged from among the ancient gods, came to Locke's side, and began to pour him wine herself.

Locke leaned back and then put his legs directly on the head of the unfortunate ancient god who was being trampled on the ground.

"My shoulders are a little sore, and my legs are a little numb."

Two more sighs were heard, and two goddesses, no less beautiful than the first, stepped forward. One massaged Locke's shoulders, and the other gently massaged his legs.

He squinted slightly and enjoyed the moment, then savored the wine that the goddess herself had served him.

"Not bad, the three goddesses' cooking skills are quite good, much more useful than you useless people."

It was another insult, but the ancient gods were used to it. As long as they could save their lives, nothing else mattered; they had become numb to it.

Seeing that the ancient gods didn't react to any provocations, Locke curled his lip and said, "This is boring."

"Alright, I won't tease you anymore."

"I'm here to say this: from now on, I don't want to hear about any more strange problems in Asgard."

“From now on, I will have Odin, the king of gods, and Frigg, the queen of gods, watch over this place at all times.”

"Of course, you can also choose to kill Odin, the king of the gods, and Frigga, the queen of the gods. Then we'll have a real show to play."

As he spoke, a power re-emerged on the ice crystal gauntlet.

Very good, this time it's the power of time.

Even more amazing, any attempt to use any tricks will be detected instantly, and you can't even have the thought of doing it.

Seeing that the ancient gods were unresponsive to his provocations, Locke, bored, casually tore open the void. Before stepping into it, his last words echoed throughout the entire divine realm.

"I'll come find you guys to play again next time I'm bored."

One sentence instantly caused all the ancient gods to have a heart attack: Please, please don't come!

At this moment, all the ancient gods were on the verge of tears.

.........

In Helheim, Hela frowned, looking at Odin with a puzzled expression.

"Old man, why didn't that guy kill those ancient gods?"

"Furthermore, if rewriting reality could kill them, wouldn't the Reality Stone also be a viable option?"

(baaj) Odin, the king of the gods, sighed helplessly: "What you can think of, how could others not think of? My father, the previous king of the gods, King Bauer, tried to obtain the Reality Stone, but in the end, he still failed."

"why?"

Odin, the king of the gods, looked at the scene with a complicated expression: "Because they are part of Asgard. They cannot die, nor can they die. To kill them is to kill Asgard!"

"No god-king could destroy Asgard with his own hands, and not even any Asgardian could do it!"

"Then let others do the killing!"

Odin, the king of the gods, stared speechlessly at his daughter: "You can guess, if someone were to possess the Reality Stone and learn Asgard's greatest secret, would they choose to kill the Old Gods or use this opportunity to control Asgard?"

Hela fell silent instantly; even if it were incredibly foolish, the answer couldn't be the former.

"Then why should we make him do it?"

Odin, the king of the gods, looked at Hela with a strange expression.

"That's because he's not an outsider."

"Not an outsider? How is that possible? He doesn't have any Asgardian aura on him!"

"Also, Odin, what was the meaning behind that strange look in your eyes?"

"Because he is the son-in-law of Asgard, the only son-in-law I have ever recognized."

"????"

Hela was completely bewildered. What the heck? A son-in-law? Odin, that old devil, has another daughter? I've never heard of that!

Wait! Wait! Wait!

"Odin, do you mean he's the husband you chose for me?"

"That's right, he's very powerful and handsome. He's perfect to be your husband."

Silence, two seconds of silence.

The next moment, a deafening roar resounded.

"Odin! I'll kill you! I'll kill you!!" Hela went completely mad at this moment!

Odin, you're insane! Choosing that monster as her husband! Aren't you afraid of domestic violence? What if she gets angry and hits her? She can't fight back, and being beaten isn't in her nature.

Hela went completely insane at the thought of the potential hellish life she might lead to.

How could anyone treat their own daughter like this?! Really?! Really?!