The Greece Antagonist-Chapter 785 - 6 Heavy Punch Must throw a heavy punch

Chapter 785: Chapter 6 Heavy Punch! Must throw a heavy punch! Chapter 785: Chapter 6 Heavy Punch! Must throw a heavy punch! “Boom!”

A hideous giant’s head rolled on the ground, golden-blue blood gushing from the charred stump of its neck.

Seeing their leader’s towering figure collapse with a thunderous fall, the Frost Giants couldn’t help but feel a chill in their hearts as they cursed under their breath.

Damn dark-skinned bastard!

They said that Odin was quelling a rebellion in Elf Country, and he had taken away the main force of the Immortal Palace. Now Asgard was like a dilapidated house; as long as the Giant Clan took the opportunity to give it a hard kick, the whole structure would collapse with a crash…

Bullshit! What kind of monster, who had just beheaded their leader with a single sword strike, emerged from nowhere?!

As they saw the handsome male god raise the burning crimson greatsword in his hand again and walk through the dozens of charred giant corpses, the Frost Giants felt a strong threat of death and instinctively fell back in disarray, shouting,

“Retreat! Retreat quickly!”

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The few Frost Giant wizards guarding outside the Rainbow Bridge heard their comrades’ transmission and hastily waved their magic wands wrapped in withered vines, chanting the obscure and difficult giant language.

A pale blue light ribbon soared into the sky, and the transport array leading to the Giant Country Jotunheim was opened.

The Frost Giants took this opportunity to shake off the entanglement of the Immortal Palace’s defenders, leaving behind a ground full of bodies and wounded, and they jumped into the transport channel one after another.

Seeing the enemy forces that had invaded the Immortal Palace fleeing in total defeat, the victorious Asa Pantheon of Gods couldn’t help but let out thunderous cheers, excitedly shouting towards the figure that led them to victory:

“Loki!”

“Loki!”

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“Loki!”

Luo En turned around with a smile and a wave of his hand while loudly declaring:

“Everyone has worked hard. Today, all those who left the city to fight shall have enough honey wine!”

Hearing this news, the Asa warriors outside the city became even more excited and quickly cleared the battlefield. They escorted Luo En back to the Immortal Palace to enjoy the delicious food and sweet honey wine.

But those Asa warriors who hadn’t had the chance to leave the city were annoyed while also firmly deciding in their hearts.

If those Frost Giants dared to come again, they would absolutely make a grand show of their strength and generosity with this god.

At night, the sweet fragrance of wine and the rich scent of meat spread, converging in the main hall where the Asa warriors were either eating roasted meat in large mouthfuls, toasting and drinking honey wine, or boasting about how many Giants they had killed… The hall was filled with loud but joyful noises that filled the entire Glazheim Temple.

Since the humans of Midgard had not yet been born, and the most bustling Heroic Spirit Hall had not been established, Odin’s Golden Palace, although large in size, was not suitable for hosting guest due to its special and sacred nature.

Therefore, the Asa Divine Race warriors usually gathered and celebrated in the temple known as “Glazheim”, while the Goddesses preferred the quieter and more elegant “Vangelf” Temple.

And as the former God of Feasts, both temples were currently under Luo En’s management.

That is to say, whether it was to have a wine party or a silver party, he was the one who called the shots.

But in order not to be blamed for the future decay of Nordic customs, Luo En only provided drinks and food, resolutely prohibiting any form of collective silver chaos in the two temples he managed.

Watching the atmosphere on the field heat up, Luo En, who was in charge of the banquet, couldn’t help but be infected. He picked up a horn cup and walked through the hall, enjoying this foreign celebration.

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Several days later.

As soon as Odin returned from the Elf Country with his troops, he gave Luo En a big hug as he rushed into the temple:

“Loki, my good brother, I made the right choice entrusting the Immortal Palace to you!”

“Your mouth is sweet as honey, looking around the moment you enter the door. You are just craving my honey wine, aren’t you?”

Luo En joked while pouring Odin a cup of steaming honey wine and passing it over.

Odin laughed heartily and complimented as he grabbed the cup and drank deeply:

“Ha-ha, worthy indeed of being the God of Tricks and Wisdom praised by all the Asa people—you can’t hide anything from you.”

“When did I get these two titles?”

Luo En blinked, somewhat curious.

Odin wiped the liquor from his beard and replied with a loud laugh:

“You designed and killed the nearly invincible Ancestor Giant Ymir, foresaw and thwarted the conspiracy of the Frost Giants and Dark Elves to overturn the Immortal Palace… With such wisdom, such foresight, shouldn’t you be called that?”

“‘Wisdom,’ I understand, but ‘tricks’ doesn’t seem like a good word, right?”

“Can’t help it; after all, we didn’t win against Ymir outright. The method of finally defeating that Ancestor Giant wasn’t exactly honorable.”

“Then why am I the God of Tricks?”

“You deserve the credit!”

“…”

Luo En’s face turned dark as he asked grumpily,

“Besides wisdom and tricks, what else do they call me behind my back?”

“There are many, such as ‘Fire God’, ‘Honey Wine God’, ‘Master of Joy and Feasts.'”

Odin counted on his fingers, explaining the reasoning behind each title.

Fire God because Luo En held the Fiery Flame Demon Sword and defeated the Frost Giants—this heroic image earned him his title;

Honey Wine God because Luo En brewed delicious honey wine that nearly all denizens of Asgard were crazy about;

And as for the Master of Joy and Feasts, there was no need to say more—it was mainly because he was the person in charge of the gatherings of the Asgardian gods.

Luo En nodded slightly after listening.

Thankfully, there were no bad words; this proved that his image was still quite good among the people of Asgard.

Meanwhile, Odin, who wasn’t satisfied after a cup of honey wine, took off his cumbersome golden armor, grabbed the wine jar on the table, and sat opposite Luo En to drink heartily.

Looking at the dried red and black blood stains on the inner side of Odin’s robe, Luo En frowned slightly,

“You’re injured? What, was this Dark Elves rebellion troublesome?”

“Don’t mention it…”

Odin put down the wine jar and waved his hand with a bitter smile,

“Those unruly Dark Elves have thoroughly clashed with the Immortal Palace. Not only do they refuse to acknowledge the Asa Divine Race’s creation achievements, but they somehow colluded with an Underworld Evil God and chose to serve her as their master.”

“Underworld Evil God?”

“Mhm, she has the appearance of half-human, half-spider, and calls herself Spider Goddess Rose. This creature particularly enjoys sending her Dark Elves to the surface to capture Light Elves and other races for living sacrifices. Her strength may not be extremely powerful, but she’s troublesome in the special dungeon environment. When I just arrived in the Elf Country, I was unguarded and she tricked me into her underground tunnels, and I carelessly took a few hits.”

“Did you deal with her?”

“Not yet, I’ve only driven back the Dark Elves and those creatures to the deep recesses of the dungeon, temporarily sealing the entrance.”

Odin said this, scratching his disheveled long hair with a sense of helplessness.

Since the creation of the world through sacrifice was somewhat a shortcut, parts of Ymir’s will and Divinity, though disassembled, still remained and gave birth to abominations like the Poison Dragon Hognid, Hellhound Gam, and Spider Goddess Rose from the decaying body.

Inheriting Ancestor Ymir’s resentment and unwillingness, these creatures were filled with malice towards this newborn world, constantly plotting the destruction of the Nine Great Kingdoms and the return to nothingness.

This posed a serious interference to the unity and prosperity of Asgard.

Luo En’s gaze flashed, solemnly reminding Odin,

“With faith and organization, and even considering an alliance with the Frost Giants, this group of Dark Elves is no longer just ordinary rebels; significant action must be taken! Moreover, though underground, they are closer to the main trunk of the World Tree. If they lay hands on this Sacred Tree that supports the Nine Great Kingdoms, the consequences would be unimaginable.”

Odin nodded in agreement but spoke with a sense of helplessness:

“I understand all that, but where do we get more hands?”

Even though he ruled over Asgard and had the achievements of creation, enemies of the Asa Divine Race were almost everywhere.

The Fire Giants of the Fire Country, the Frost Giants and Mountain Giants of Giant Country, and the restless outsiders from Valhalla… With these powerful opponents yet to be dealt with, where could he find the energy to contend with a minor faction of Dark Elves?

Perhaps…

The corners of Odin’s eyes twinkled as he looked meaningfully at his clever brother, who seemed always capable of creating miracles.

“Loki, do you have any idea?”

“Short of personnel? Then we can create some.”

“Create?”

“Yes, create a new breed of life in the image of the gods, reduce their Divinity, increase their reproductive ability, and let them rapidly proliferate upon the earth, providing a continuous supply of soldiers for Asgard.”

Luo En spoke and, dipping his finger in honey wine, outlined the contour and location of the Nine Great Kingdoms on the table, continuing to add,

“It’s best to settle them in the Midgard World. Not only is it hospitable here, but it’s also a hub connecting the Nine Great Kingdoms. Once they establish themselves here, they can act as Asgard’s buffer and outpost while isolating the Frost Giants, Fire Giants, Dark Elves, and the Warner Divine Race from each other, making it easier for us to deal with them one by one.”

“Great idea, let’s go now!”

Odin was very pleased with the suggestion, feeling a strong desire to create welling up inside him.

Thus, he quickly set aside his half-finished jar of wine, took his resourceful brother, and crossed the Rainbow Bridge to the Midgard World.

The azure sea washed onto the beach, and two pieces of driftwood floated ashore.

One from an ash tree, the other from an elm tree.

As if Fate itself had decreed it, Odin instinctively picked up the wood, vaguely seeing human figures hidden in the grains of the wood, and then reached back in contemplation,

“Cursed Blade!”

Luo En’s gaze flashed, taking out the Cursed Blade from the Magic Circle Diagram, the one that presided over the original sacrifice, and handed it to Odin.

Taking the Cursed Blade, Odin held his breath, focused, and followed a voice in his mind as he carved the ash tree wood into a man and the elm tree wood into a woman.

However, after the craft was complete, the two wooden figures still had no breath of life.

“Let me try.”

Luo En stepped forward in contemplation, took off the silver triangular amulet that Odin had given him from his chest, and squeezed it firmly.

Golden-red blood soaked the amulet, and the names of the Trinity lit up, blessing the two wooden figures in turn.

“Odin” granted them life and breath, “Willie” granted them spirit and wisdom, and “Ve” granted them body heat and the senses of the face.

And so, the beings named “Humans” were born.

The man was named by Odin as Aske; the woman was named by Luo En as Epora.

“Loki, teach them how to survive on earth. As for making this world prosper, I seem to have some premonition, and I need to return to the Immortal Palace!”

After dropping these words, Odin hurried off across the Rainbow Bridge.

Watching his figure disappear amidst the flowing light, Luo En’s eyes gradually deepened.

The premonition of the world’s prosperity?

Could it be, with the world’s completion, the Norn, the three goddesses who govern fate in the Nordic world, have finally come online?