Stupid Odin

A gale sweeps across three thousand miles!

An arrow shoots out, its speed so great that the space between the bow and the target seems to shatter like glass.

Abruptly traversing three hundred meters, the verdant arrow reveals itself just as it nears a frost giant's eye.

In the eyes of onlookers, the tiny arrow and the giant's massive, ugly head intersect, with only those possessing keen eyesight able to glimpse a distinct arc trailing from the back of the giant's head—a string of foul blood droplets!

Watching the giant, who had roared about slaughtering all the Aesir, collapse lifelessly, Ymir finally breathed a sigh of relief.

Back on the Rainbow Bridge, Ymir was utterly perplexed.

"My strength hasn't diminished!"

Awakening from his icy slumber, his memories were incomplete, yet he still retained his skills.

He was still the mighty Bow God.

But why?

At the end of the Rainbow Bridge, on the silver gate as smooth as a mirror, Ymir touched his panda eyes and muttered resentfully, "Those three little beasts!"

Since becoming the gatekeeper of the Rainbow Bridge, Ymir had automatically become the unit of measurement for the Aesir's combat power.

The three fourth-generation gods took turns challenging him, or rather, beating him up.

If you were to ask Ymir how to distinguish those three little bastards, it would be roughly:

Thor was the one who attacked him directly without even saying hello;

Tyr was the one who greeted him, bowed, and then charged at him;

Vidar was the one who greeted him, beat him up, and then pestered him to learn archery.

Ymir's resentment was so great that he didn't notice the guest approaching from the direction of Asgard.

"Sorry, Ymir, those little rascals don't know their own strength."

As soon as Ymir heard this voice, he knew it was the retired former Allfather, Bor, and he cursed inwardly: Hypocritical bastard! I don't want your false benevolence! Your whole family are hypocrites!

While cursing in his heart, Ymir put on a smiling face, turned around, and was about to casually brush Bor off when he froze.

Four panda eyes met, blinked in unison, and then saw a large 'awkward' reflected in each other's pupils.

Suddenly, the grudges in Ymir's heart vanished, and the two great gods let out hearty laughter tinged with slight embarrassment, then hugged each other, patting each other's shoulders.

A smile can dissolve all enmity!

Bor laughed and raised the mead-filled bottle in his hand: "I have wine, and I have stories. My comrade, would you like to listen to an old man's ramblings for a while?"

"Good!"

Bor didn't have much scheming in his heart, and what he chatted with Ymir about was nothing more than the events of yesteryear.

"The youngsters these days are all more capable than the last. Back then, I faced a hundred giants alone, and I thought that was my limit..."

Bor selectively forgot whose plan had led him to face so many giants one after another, instead of being ganged up on and beaten to a pulp.

There was no way around it, this was already the only achievement he could brag about in front of his children, grandchildren, and outsiders.

His words had some bragging elements, but in Ymir's ears, they became another version: Bor's family, born of Buri, were all war gods—Bor could fight a hundred giants, the three Thanes brothers surrounded and killed Ymir, and later, Thane even used the power of heaven and earth to single-handedly kill Surtur, and now, the three little bastards could all beat him, Ymir.

Ymir was completely convinced.

"It's okay, Bor, if I encounter other clansmen, I will properly persuade them."

Hmph! Those who can't beat me, Ymir, are even less qualified to challenge the Allfather's family!

Ymir didn't know that he had completely misinterpreted things.

Later, when this matter was told to Thane by Bor, Thane couldn't help but smile wryly: Ymir has fallen into a thought trap!

In fact, Ymir's strength is really not weak.

Think about who was beating him up? Thor, Tyr, and Odin are the original three Norse war gods.

Vidar is one of the few gods in the sagas who survived Ragnarok.

You must know that in the Twilight War, almost all the gods, including Odin, as well as the Valkyries and the Einherjar, were completely wiped out.

The gold content of Vidar's survival can be imagined.

As for Thane, who became the Allfather, there is no need to say more.

If you have to estimate, maybe Ymir can fight Bor for a while.

Ymir can probably steadily win against Vili.

Ymir is at least a barely usable combat-type deity.

Thane kept Ymir to set an example for the Aesir who would awaken from their icy slumber later.

Otherwise, if every guy came to challenge him as soon as they were resurrected, it would be annoying to death.

Ymir's resurrection is a signal, which means that something big is coming.

For Thane, another major signal was that Odin was looking for him, wanting to obtain a divine weapon!

The timeline of this world has undergone subtle changes.

Thor's Hammer, Mjolnir, was born ahead of schedule, but it failed to escape Loki's prank, and the hammer handle was still shortened.

However, with the increasing threat of the frost giants, Odin couldn't sit still.

"Brother! I think it is necessary for me to get a divine weapon to deal with future enemies."

In the Golden Palace, Odin stated his thoughts to Thane.

"I..."

For some reason, as soon as Thane said 'I', Odin felt a pang of anxiety, he was really afraid of hearing the word 'foolish'.

Fortunately, this time there was none, Thane said, "My good brother, you finally have a good idea."

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"Yes! I think not only me, but also you, brother, need a divine weapon worthy of you!"

Thane knowingly asked, "What materials do you think you want, and what kind of divine weapon do you want to make?"

"I want to make a divine spear!"

Odin gestured with his hand: "It can be thrown out and automatically return to my hand.

If possible, I hope it will definitely hit the enemy with every strike!"

"A good idea, so how do you do it?"

Thane asked back with a smile.

Unexpectedly, Odin came up with a trick: "I don't know, that's why I'm asking you, brother!

You are the most intelligent among us.

And you are proficient in the laws of the world.

Who else would I ask if I didn't ask you, brother?"

The corners of Thane's mouth twitched subtly: Odin, what you said makes so much sense, I, Thane, am convinced.

Thane pretended to ponder, and only answered after a dozen seconds: "I can't give you a ready-made answer, the divine spear you want has already exceeded the scope of elements, this involves 'fate'.

So I would suggest you go to the center of the World Tree and look for your answer.

As for other preparations, I will help you complete them."

"Thank you, brother."

If there are no accidents, Odin is going to go and fiddle with Gungnir, commonly known as the Spear of Eternity.

In the saga, when the Aesir and Vanir fought, Odin took the spear and threw the first strike.

It is said that when the Vikings were fighting, the commander would throw a spear at the enemy first, which was inherited from this.

Speaking of which, Gungnir is definitely cheating.

Whether an ordinary weapon hits the enemy during an attack, the key factors are nothing more than the length of the weapon, the attack speed, the distance between the two sides, and whether the enemy makes blocking actions.

Under normal circumstances, this is like a game, involving a large amount of interaction between the enemy and us.

But the existence of Gungnir breaks the rules of interaction between the enemy and us, its attack follows a set of laws that transcend physical calculation.

This is like 1+1 = 2, but you have to say 1+1 = 100, the world still thinks you are right, and indeed affects reality according to this answer.

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