Stupid Odin

Too cruel!

So cruel that even King Arthur and the other leaders couldn't bear to watch.

The exchange ratio between most human infantry and the giants was appalling.

It wasn't like the giants were just twice the height of humans, so sending two human soldiers could take down one giant.

First, these incredibly strong humanoid beasts would wield exaggerated tree trunks, twice or even three times their height, as weapons. A single sweep would leave few living people within a ten-meter radius. Anyone hit would be sent flying backward in a miserable state.

With the action frequency of these brute giants, ordinary soldiers found it difficult to find an opportunity to attack.

The human spearmen's greatest chance came from the harassment of their own longbowmen. The clear disadvantage of the giants being much taller than humans was that they were helpless against the archers' volleys.

The snake-shaped water element protection on the Fomorian deep-sea giants wasn't comprehensive either. These murky waters could resist fireballs to some extent or deflect arrows, but they weren't sophisticated magical defenses.

When the giants were disrupted or paused their attacks due to pain, it was the human infantry's chance.

Even with all these enhancements, the human coalition fought fiercely, often sacrificing more than a dozen lives to take down a single giant.

This data was only achieved with the help of mages, longbowmen, and the knights as the cornerstone, holding the line.

At the same time, news of the deaths of various knights also reached the commanders' ears.

The hearts of the leaders of each faction were bleeding.

These were their elite troops, accumulated over many years!

What they didn't know was that if they were dissatisfied, Odin was even more so.

"Damn it! What kind of lousy deal is this?" Odin had a considerable number of Fomorian giants, not too many, but not too few either.

Adding them up, there were over three thousand, nearly four thousand.

If they kept trading like this, Odin would suffer a great loss.

Without these Fomorian giants, let alone ruling the four major islands, whether he could even hold onto the Emerald Isle was uncertain.

What's more, he had just felt a palpitation.

Odin already knew that his lair had been raided by a mysterious person.

He didn't know if it was intentional or just a careless act by the other party. He had to admit that this powerful, mysterious woman had done a beautiful job, and he heard that she seemed to be Cú Chulainn's teacher?

The other party's release of the Tuatha Dé Danann did pain Odin, but it wasn't enough for him to decide to rush back and suppress those escaped gods.

Firstly, he wouldn't make it in time, and secondly, after resolving the current mortal coalition, Odin could choose a bunch of mortal seedlings to continue his transformation plan.

This involved a crucial mistake.

The giant who ran back to report wasn't exactly a bright spark to begin with. He spoke haltingly, only saying that the woman had a very powerful flying spear.

Cú Chulainn's previous use of the magic spear had left a deep impression on Odin. Without investigating the scene, Odin would never have imagined that Scáthach was using the [Gungnir] that he had used before.

Furthermore, after Odin transformed into a Chaos Giant, although his strength and physique increased dramatically, his perception decreased significantly in proportion.

When Scáthach wielded the Spear of Eternity, Odin really didn't feel anything, and the giant who reported the news didn't see the rainbow light afterward either.

This caused a huge information asymmetry.

Even at this moment, Odin still didn't know that his good brother, Thanos, had been involved in the major changes in the Celtic world from the beginning. He was still foolishly playing the role of an excellent villain, continuing his dream of conquest.

Because Odin, the great villain, played his part too well, perhaps no one would realize that this was Thanos's scheme from beginning to end until all intelligent beings in the Celtic world submitted to Thanos's feet.

Over here, Odin frowned deeply, his brows almost twisted into a "川" character.

Seeing that the situation was not good, he couldn't wait any longer.

He raised his hands high, and the vast and boundless aura of chaos gathered in his palms, turning into two beams of turbid, blue-gray light that shot into the equally turbid sky.

Soon, the sky reacted!

"Look! What's that?"

Suddenly, a strange shriek came from the sky, a sound as if some giant object was falling from the sky, emitting a whirring, ear-piercing roar.

This sound quickly attracted the attention of King Arthur and the others, and soon many people saw several clumps of paste-like, blue-gray things piercing through the atmosphere and falling onto the battlefield.

This scene looked quite terrifying, like small houses falling.

Before everyone could react, they crashed into the ranks of the human coalition.

"Your Majesty, be careful!" Gawain, not far from King Arthur, only had time to issue a warning before the shock wave, mixed with countless gravel and chaotic liquid clumps, swept over him.

King Arthur's guard regiment suffered on the spot, and many people didn't have time to dodge and were overturned by the shock wave.

King Arthur was definitely lucky because Merlin was guarding him. His curved wooden staff struck the ground. Countless vines and petals appeared out of thin air, forming a wall that immediately blocked the shock wave completely.

After the shock passed, they saw that the place that had originally been a small hill not far away had become a large pit.

A stone giant, fully four people tall and covered in thick chaotic slime, was crawling out of the bottom of the pit.

King Arthur and the knights were all stunned.

What kind of chaos monster was this?

If the Fomorian giants could be killed with swords, then they couldn't imagine any means of fighting against this stone giant, covered in chaotic aura.

Merlin snorted coldly, and an exaggerated fireball, larger than a carriage compartment, burst out from the head of his staff.

"Boom!"

Instantly, the chaos stone giant was torn apart on the spot, turning into pieces of stone stained with the aura of chaos, lying quietly there.

Only the foul-smelling aura of chaos, burned by the flames, and the constantly bursting chunks of chaos stone told everyone what this thing had been before.

In the sky, more chaos giants were parachuting down.

King Arthur's heart was cold. Don't think that Merlin seemed to be dealing with this thing easily.

How many Merlins could there be in this army of hundreds of thousands?

The frantically falling chaos stone giants were naturally Odin's last trump card. These were the chaos monsters that corroded the Celtic world and bred within it.

What Fomorian giants?

That was just his guise.

Just as King Arthur, Chief Finn, Queen Maeve, and other leaders were thrown into panic, the turbid sky suddenly cleared.

Streams of brilliant rainbow light fell from the sky, and each time the light flashed, a taller giant would appear next to the chaos stone giants that had crawled out.

They wore golden helmets and armor, and their bodies were surrounded by a holiness that mortals could easily perceive.

Without nonsense, they raised the sacred weapons in their hands and easily smashed all these chaos stone men to pieces.

This time, it was Odin's turn to feel cold.

He saw the leading 'old friend' and his voice trembled uncontrollably: "Th... Thor?!"