Stupid Odin

Before long, the first root of the World Tree conquered a distance of a thousand kilometers, piercing the opponent's rocky world barrier.

The super-hard rock 'armor', filled with divine power on the other side, barely resisted for a few seconds before ultimately failing.

Clearly, the destructive power of the World Tree's roots was stronger. These thick roots began to pierce through the outer rock wall, reaching the interior. At this time, under the resistance of the opposing world's laws and the 'Sky God', some roots began to burn, and others encountered terrifying storms, with sharp blades emerging from tornadoes, cutting the roots.

More roots steadfastly spread across the massive rocky shell of the opposing world.

“Crack, crack, crack!”

The power of plant roots is terrifying. Relying on extremely tenacious vitality, roots can grow in any rock layer, even slowly widening the gaps within the rock layer.

The same sound was heavenly music to Jötunheimr, but a death knell to the victims.

“What’s going on? Anu! Anu, what’s wrong with you?” The opposing god-king finally revealed a look of alarm.

The [Sky God] Anu responded with a grand groan: “It’s [The World]! The other side is a highly activated world, and it is using exaggerated roots to erode my body.”

In fact, both great worlds were frightened by the other's 'strange' appearance.

One side was thinking: Why is the opposite world actually a giant tree wrapped in an air bubble?

The other side was thinking: Why is that thing on the other side actually a sky wrapped in a big rock?

Undeniably, this was a massive consumption of elements between two huge worlds!

Before long, the other side was clearly unable to withstand it.

The World Tree roots extending from Jötunheimr felt endless. Once their stone world barrier shattered, it was very difficult to repair.

Under Thors' manipulation, the Jötunheimr world patiently played a game of drawing silk from a cocoon, peeling off chunks of dark, greenish-blue [Luludaniitu] rock from the opposing world and throwing them into the surrounding chaotic void.

Through the vibrations transmitted back from the roots, Thors clearly heard the miserable screams of the opposing Sky God.

“Ah, ah, ah, ah—”

The grand screams echoed throughout the opposing world.

A deity with such a singular attribute could not possibly resist the entire Jötunheimr with its own power.

Soon, the opposing Sky God called for support.

Thors was very unwilling to call these two things gods. Although their bodies were theoretically huge, they did not have their own independent forms. It felt like two kinds of mud or sand with different attributes, forcibly mixed together.

A massive amount of divinity-filled mud surged out from the depths of the opposing world, spraying onto the world barrier, attempting to repair the damage to the world barrier in this way.

A very good elastic defense method!

But it was useless against the Jötunheimr world!

The Jötunheimr world was a very special tree-shaped world; it could be said that the World Tree was its main body.

The World Tree might be afraid of a large amount of chaotic power pouring into its body, but this kind of divine sand containing powerful order power was, in a sense, the most fertile nourishment for the World Tree.

Without Thors' command, these roots began to vigorously absorb the order power contained in these sands.

This order power had already broken free from chaos and disorder, possessing a relatively basic concept of heaven and earth, and even simple rules of up, down, left, and right. It could be said that this half-baked, yet not completely solidified, order power was what Jötunheimr liked most.

“Ah, ah, ah! Kishar!”

“No! Anshar!”

… …

The divine wails coming from the other side made Thors a little unable to hold back.

In the Silver Palace, Thor, who was still waiting for orders, couldn't help but ask: “Anshar? Who?”

Thors couldn't answer, otherwise he wouldn't be able to explain why he, this Jötunheimr 'native' god-king, knew so much about other worlds.

If Thors remembered correctly, the other party was most likely the celestial axis god Anshar and the terrestrial pole goddess Kishar.

These two guys… are third-generation gods of the Sumerian pantheon!

Thors facepalmed!

He really didn't know why the Jötunheimr world would encounter the Sumerian pantheon!

Sumerian mythology is an ancient civilization centered on the Mesopotamian plain between the Tigris and Euphrates rivers. Roughly the area near Persia.

On Earth, it is considered by Western civilization to be the earliest civilization on Earth.

Of course, the Chinese don't agree with this.

If based on Earth's geography, Thors thought his side would encounter the Roman or Greek pantheon earlier, or the Slavic pantheon wasn't impossible either.

How did it feel like they went around in a big circle and ran into the Sumerian pantheon first?

If you had to use one word to describe the Sumerian pantheon, it would most likely be—inhumane!

In mythology, how outrageous could the Sumerian god-king [Wind God] Enlil be?

Just because there were too many humans and they were disturbing his sleep, for this ridiculous reason, he destroyed humanity three times!

Among the various realms, he is definitely the god-king with the worst morning temper!

Compared to him, Chaos seemed much more lovable.

For the Sumerian gods, humans were just slaves created by their water god Enki to provide them with food, weave clothes for them, and allow them to enjoy themselves.

It was already enough that they came when called, but they casually killed them.

This was completely unbearable for Thors, who was born as a human.

Relatively speaking, he could understand why these brutal and rude Sumerian gods rushed over without regard for anything when they saw the Jötunheimr world.

Hilarious!

The Æsir gods, who were said to be the guardian gods of the Viking barbarians, were actually a hundred times more civilized than the Sumerian gods on the other side.

At this time, Thor couldn't wait any longer: “Father God? When will we attack?”

Thors glanced at his good sons, who also had the word [Reckless] written on their chests, and said speechlessly: “What’s the rush? Let them charge over and be suppressed by our world’s laws. Isn’t that good?”

“It wouldn’t be good to let them kill their way into Asgard and wreak havoc, would it?”

“Those idiots on the other side will only encounter Niflheim first! I’ve already had Jörmungandr and Hela prepare there.”

The Land of Mist, Niflheim, a broken place that no Jötunheimr native would feel any heartache for even if it was destroyed.

“…”

Thors taught his son: “As a leader, you must know the timing of the heavens, the advantages of the land, and the harmony of the people. Forcing the opponent into the predetermined battlefield you want is the best solution.”

Thors was right. On the world level, Jötunheimr had an absolute advantage.

The Jötunheimr world will was originally a perfect fusion of two world wills. Coincidentally, the opposing Sumerian world did not have a separate world will. The authority of its entire world was divided among several primordial gods.

When the roots of the World Tree spread, the intense vibrations accompanied by loud rumbles shook the entire Sumerian heaven. All the Sumerian gods could not sit still, and some even lost their footing and fell.

The Sumerian god-king Enlil could no longer tolerate it!

“Attack with everything! Destroy the opposing world—”