Stupid Odin

Tang Si cut to the chase.

“The intelligent beings of your Celtic world, whether they are the so-called gods or mortals with divine bloodlines, their knowledge is confined to what is before their eyes. Not to mention seeing the disasters of the entire world, they can't even see the situation beyond their own tiny country, and continue to launch wars for their own selfish interests. This in turn accelerates the expansion of the power of Chaos. If this continues, they will destroy themselves first, and then destroy you.”

【…】The World Will fell silent.

“Celtic World! You can take my words as a threat. I can do nothing. You only need to observe for a period of time to see if the power of Chaos in your body is rising, and you will know.”

【If it were you, what would you do?】

“Allow me to send down avatars of the Aesir gods possessing one-third of their divine power, eliminate or force the surrender of all opponents, end the war between the forces of Order in the shortest possible time, concentrate our forces, and eliminate the Chaos beings from the sea. If you are willing to let me take over the [Ocean] here, I can even drain the seawater from the sea and drag out every Chaos demon from the seabed to eliminate them.”

【No!】The Celtic World decisively refused.

It was not rejecting the elimination of Chaos, but Tang Si's elimination of all Celtic forces opposed to unification.

What a joke! If you, an outsider god, eliminate all the local opposing forces, wouldn't you become the Celtic God-King? Then, when you coerce the world in the future and force me to rewrite all the world's laws, will I still be able to resist?

Tang Si was not annoyed. Of course, he knew that the Celtic World would refuse.

He was asking for the sky-high price, waiting for the counteroffer.

Tang Si calmly said: “Then I'm very sorry, with my limited wisdom, I can't think of a better way. I'll take my leave now. If you need me, you can come to the barrier of Jötunheimr and call my name.”

The Celtic World's will was immediately entangled and confused.

It drove away the only alien god-king who could possibly help it. Was this appropriate?

Precisely because Tang Si retreated so decisively, the Celtic World's will had no way to blame Tang Si for anything.

It didn't know that Tang Si had quietly done what needed to be done.

On the main island where the Tuatha Dé Danann were located, Beowulf and Siegfried were trying to find a snack in their spare time after work.

Moving bricks and tinkering with city walls for 12 hours a day was very hard work. Fortunately, the bodies they seized when they crossed over were in good enough condition, otherwise they wouldn't have been able to endure it.

“Sigh! Working hard every day, I really don't know what I'm doing here.” Siegfried complained.

“Wait! I've been waiting for more than ten years. You are already the best news I've had.” Beowulf was optimistic. In any case, this was the second life that God-King Your Majesty had promised and delivered to him. Although this life was quite bitter, he was still enjoying it.

Just then, Beowulf spotted a rabbit darting out of the woods. Without thinking, he raised the bow and arrow in his hand and shot.

“Whoosh!”

With this arrow, Beowulf had absolute confidence that he could shoot through this poor rabbit and nail it to the ground.

Who would have thought that just as this sharp arrow mixed with a gust of wind was about to hit the rabbit, the rabbit actually stood up, and its snow-white forelimbs suddenly stretched out in an extremely anthropomorphic manner, catching the arrow with one hand.

“Ah?!” The two great heroes were dumbfounded.

Even more amazing was that a wave of holiness that they were not unfamiliar with overflowed from the little rabbit's body.

“Yo, Beowulf, Siegfried, are you two still having fun?”

Although they hadn't heard this voice for a long time, the moment Tang Si's incarnation spoke, they immediately recognized him.

Regardless of the unevenness of the mountain forest, the two immediately bowed down to the rabbit on the spot, saying in unison:

“Greetings, Your Majesty!”

“Get up!”

The two were extremely excited. It was too difficult!

After playing the undercover game for a long time, with excessive involvement, they almost forgot their identities.

Unexpectedly, the Aesir God-King Tang Si did not forget them, but personally sent an incarnation to give orders.

“You are here, building city walls every day, it's very hard, right? I'm asking the truth.”

“It is indeed hard.” Beowulf replied bluntly.

“Is there resentment? I'm talking about targeting that Bres.”

“Of course!” As soon as Siegfried heard that name, he gritted his teeth in anger: “That damned Bres not only forced us, the attendants of the former God-King, to do hard labor, but even the former God-King Nuada was not spared, and that guy who is suspected to be Odin whips him from time to time.”

Beowulf interjected: “That's not all. He levies heavy taxes on us. There are rumors that he wants to use this tax money as tribute to the Fomorian giants of the deep sea.”

“That's not a rumor.” Tang Si's incarnation of the rabbit made an extremely anthropomorphic smile: “Then I'll tell you a secret. That tall and handsome Bres is not a pure-blooded Tuatha Dé Danann. He has Fomorian giant blood in him.”

When the two heroes heard this, their noses were crooked with anger.

“No wonder that beast treats the former God-King's line like this.”

“That bastard is actually a big traitor!”

After they cursed for a while, Tang Si smiled and said: “So, when you can't bear it anymore, there's no need to bear it anymore. Just do what Nuada's attendants should do.”

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“Even if… this will start a civil war among the Tuatha Dé Danann?” Siegfried was a little surprised.

Tang Si did not answer directly: “Then do you think that even if you don't do it, how long can Nuada and the others endure it?”

Even if Tang Si didn't care about the messy things within the Tuatha Dé Danann, it would still explode.

All Tang Si had to do was make the battles on the four small continents explode together.

That's all!

The two great heroes looked at each other and nodded together: “We respectfully obey Your Majesty's orders!”

“Don't worry, you will succeed. Moreover, it doesn't necessarily mean that Bres's line will be purged…” The God-King, who was a transmigrator, revealed a mysterious smile.

After saying that, the rabbit he incarnated simply and neatly stabbed the arrow in his hand (paw) directly into his heart.

In the next instant, the divine thought attached to the rabbit completely dissipated without leaving a trace.

“Ah!”

“The rabbit is dead?”

“Then are we still going to eat it?”

“Eat! Why not! This is the blessing that His Majesty has left for us!” Beowulf was big-hearted.

The next day, when Austin's whip once again limply and noisily but actually used little force to lash Nuada's body, Siegfried suddenly struck, grabbing the whip in one fell swoop.

“You XXX are enough! I won't allow you to insult my lord!” Siegfried shouted loudly.

Over there, the more senior Beowulf sang in harmony, suddenly dropping the big stone in his hand and angrily raising a shovel in his hand: “That's right! You don't treat us as compatriots at all! Why do we work hard, but Bres sends our taxes to the damned Fomorians with both hands!”

Beowulf's statement as Nuada's senior subordinate immediately gained the approval of more divine attendants and even the Tuatha Dé Danann.

The atmosphere at the scene suddenly became tense.