Stupid Odin

How can you offend everyone in the hall with a single sentence?

Yule personally demonstrated.

Yule's words meant that as an Aesir, he simply didn't acknowledge Thanes as the God-King!

Realizing this, the hall was filled with commotion.

Everyone looked around, their faces filled with anger.

How could they tolerate this?

Paul's initial joy at seeing a compatriot was completely washed away by this guy's wild words. He was furious and retorted loudly, "Are you saying you don't acknowledge my son as the God-King? Do you know how much effort and blood we've put into this world? We worked together to kill two giant progenitors before gaining the world's recognition!"

Yule didn't listen at all: "I only want to join the kingdom of my pure compatriots!"

Odin's muscles bulged all over his body, and his hand was already on the weapon at his waist. Yule's words meant that he didn't acknowledge the giants' bloodline, rejected giving giants status, and even wanted to overthrow the entire foundation of the Aesir God-Kingdom's rule.

This was to kill all of them, the third and fourth generation gods, and the other giants.

The giants collectively stood up in anger, and Odin rarely became so furious: "Madman! Take back your words, or I will duel you!"

"Duel?" Yule revealed a contemptuous expression, raising the divine power war bow in his hand: "I only duel with the strongest!"

With that, his gaze fixed on Thanes, who was on the God-King's throne.

Just then, Thanes laughed, laughed loudly: "Oh, my foolish brother..."

This opening remark made Odin a little unable to hold back again.

Why is this pot always mine?

Thanes ignored Odin's aggrieved little eyes, and stared directly at Yule, sneering: "Want to rule us in the way you envision? Fine, then fight your way in from the Rainbow Bridge, and defeat all of us. What's wrong with giving you this God-King's throne then?"

Yule's face changed, he knew his plan had been seen through.

Not daring to use absolute violence to subdue the other party's entire clan, but trying to take advantage of his identity as a compatriot, this was the biggest flaw in his plan.

In fact, this trick was very useful for the Aesir. Everyone respected the strong, and there were precedents for newly promoted strongmen challenging superiors.

Who would have thought Thanes wouldn't fall for it?

No! Even if he defeated Odin, Yule still had excuses and a way out. After all, Odin was Thanes's brother, and defeating Odin still left a path to continue the challenge.

But Thanes didn't play by the rules!

Thanes's sneer continued: "Want to challenge as a compatriot? Fine, this is my son, four years old this year. He's perfect as your opponent."

This time it was Yule's face that turned pale in an instant.

His conspiracy to anger Thanes and gain the right to challenge him directly was seen through, and the other party actually sent a fourth-generation god to fight him, a first-generation god. What was this if not humiliation?

Just as Yule was about to protest, he suddenly saw a burly man six meters tall rushing out from the side. This kid was incredibly strong, his muscles were clearly defined, and apart from the beardless chin that could prove his youth, what kind of four-year-old was this?

"My name is Thor! I'm going!"

Thor, the God of Thunder, was born with a bad temper, and no one could control him except Thanes and Odin.

He didn't even launch a sneak attack, but shouted before attacking.

Thor's preemptive attack wasn't even against the rules, who told Thor to be underage?!

You, Yule, are an adult god, can't you let a child win?

"No, I..." Yule didn't want to fight Thor at all.

Winning against Thor only proved that he was at the kids' table.

Losing?

That would be even worse!

He wouldn't even be able to sit at the kids' table!

Yule was both angry and furious, never expecting this half-grown child to be so outrageously strong!

Thor roared, his muscles swelled, and he raised the short, square-headed hammer in his right hand. An incredibly thick bolt of lightning shot in through the windows of Valhalla and condensed on the hammerhead.

In an instant, Thor smashed down with a hammer.

Yule tried his best to dodge, barely managing to avoid it.

With one hammer, the arena floor, which was harder than diamonds, shattered on the spot, and the entire area where he had been standing sank into the ground, leaving terrifying cracks.

The lightning rumbled, and the vibrating wind element elves seemed to be chanting a hymn of lightning.

Thor didn't give Yule any chance to catch his breath, and wielded Mjolnir, the Hammer of Thunder, at an extremely fast rate to chase after Yule. The floor in the arena collapsed layer by layer, and half the size of the stadium's bricks rolled into the newly created deep pit.

It wasn't that Yule hadn't fought back, but the arrows he shot at Thor were actually dismembered by the lightning in the process of flying, bursting in all directions.

Yule was about to collapse.

What kind of monster was this kid?

Giants have always been known for their strength, but do giants have this kind of agility and elemental control?

In the continuous roar of thunder, Yule lost himself, his eyes filled with lightning, unable to breathe under Thor's storm-like attack.

Perhaps he had very powerful archery skills, and a bow god who wasn't proficient in close combat wasn't a good bow god.

The bad thing was that in terms of close combat, he also lost miserably.

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Thor's fighting skills were clumsy and immature, but his excessively explosive physical fitness gave him a beauty called [strength]!

Poor Yule was completely suppressed by Thor's physical qualities.

"Dang dang dang!" Yule drew his long sword to block Mjolnir, the Hammer of Thunder. After hitting countless hammers, Yule was completely numb.

At some point, with a crisp "clang", Yule's long sword was knocked away, and he sat down on the ground.

Just as Yule thought he was about to be blown up by that kid with a hammer, a sharp shout suddenly came from the throne: "Thor! Enough!"

"Ah? Is it over like this?" Thor looked excited and unsatisfied.

Not to mention him, his two younger brothers, Tyr and Vidar, also looked excited and eager to try.

Yule's face was ashen, he pursed his lips, and turned his stiff neck to look at the god high above.

Thanes looked considerate and blinked: "Is Thor too strong for you? Why don't we let my son Tyr go? He's three and a half years old!"

As soon as the words fell, Valhalla was filled with a cheerful atmosphere.

"Hahaha!"

"Hahahaha! He can't even sit at the kids' table!"

A dignified Aesir true god couldn't even beat a four-year-old kid. Even if the Aesir were precocious and well-developed, it would be embarrassing to say it out loud.

Yule's face turned green and red, speechless for a long time.

Thanes waved his hand, and everyone continued to stir for a few seconds before calming down.

"Yule, I'll pretend you're still one of us. If you still recognize the Aesir, you can go to the Rainbow Bridge and replace my brother Willie as a gatekeeper. If you can't accept it no matter what, then please leave."

Don't forget that new Frost Giants are constantly being born in this world. Most of them will instinctively attack all Aesir members.

After learning this, the Rainbow Bridge has a new gatekeeper—the bow god Yule!