Stupid Odin

Several worlds were immersed in the boundless chaotic universe.

Given the extremely limited perception and field of vision, Downs' approach of 'scattering reconnaissance units all over the universe' was already the best way to grasp the battlefield situation.

As a transmigrator, Downs' first reaction was that the other party possessed something similar to radar.

He quickly rejected this idea.

Any remarkable scientific achievement is based on the whimsical ideas of great individuals, and involves a large number of failed experiments to find the right direction, and then tireless research to finally achieve technological progress.

In this world, not to mention humans, even gods have absolute limitations.

While possessing power far exceeding that of ordinary people, gods are also restricted in their thinking by the way they obtain divine power from the world. They only think about how to obtain more divine power, while neglecting other aspects of potential improvement.

It wasn't that Downs hadn't considered whether the Chaos forces were causing trouble.

He also rejected this possibility.

The biggest characteristics of Chaos Gods and Chaos creatures are that their individual size and strength are more powerful than beings of the same level. Relatively speaking, the improvement of power and vitality is often at the cost of lower intelligence or perception.

For example, a monster with multiple heads doesn't necessarily have stronger perception; on the contrary, it is easily confused by the outside world due to having multiple nervous systems.

All indications show that Chaos creatures are more like blind flies in this chaotic universe.

"Phew!" Downs let out a long breath of turbid air: "Forget it, if I can't figure it out, I'll stop thinking about it for now. Ishtar's avatar discovered it over there. I've already sent Loki over."

The God of Mischief, Loki, the gods were slightly stunned by this name.

Nowadays, Loki still acts strangely. With the improvement of his status, few gods can afford to provoke him.

Firstly, Downs tends to favor Loki to some extent.

Secondly, Loki's position in the Asa God Clan is really high.

As a veteran of the Asa God Clan, he has both the merit of punishing Odin in [Twilight of the Gods] and has cultivated the two great generals, Hela, the God of Death, and Jormungandr.

After merging multiple god systems, even Loki's initial act of sending the magic wolf Fenrir to Downs to kill was said to be his infinite loyalty to the God-King.

This matter, when it falls into the ears of pure-blooded Asa gods, will only be met with disdain.

It can't stand the fact that there are too many descended gods in the Asa God Clan. Due to misinformation, the newly arrived gods all believe it.

Only Loki himself knows that he must occasionally establish some new merits. Otherwise, with his nature of easily offending gods, one day he will exhaust the God-King's favor, and then he will be a pitfall for his sons and daughters.

This time, he took the initiative to volunteer and sent out his own avatar.

To be honest, he still had a strange premonition in his heart…

No, that shouldn't be important.

Loki, who was named by Downs, revealed a perfect handsome smile, looking like a god, and nodded: "I still thank His Majesty Paulsen for inventing the Divine Soul Avatar Technique."

What a good flattery.

As expected, time can dilute everything. Enki and the others don't even know that Loki is actually very cunning, and they have a good impression of Loki.

Downs casually asked: "Any discoveries?"

"Just infiltrated, it's hard to say."

On the other side, Loki's avatar carried out a seemingly thrilling, but actually safe, infiltration.

Passing through the long chaotic void, Loki arrived at this world that was 'speeding' towards them.

Saying it was speeding, that was in relation to the world.

For the flying speed of the gods, it was still very slow.

This avatar, possessing a fragment of Loki's soul, was initially very cautious, but found that this world was simply undefended.

The huge air shield did not have any defensive capabilities. Whether it was the Chaos stones he threw, or anything else, they all went in without any hindrance.

The only thing that could cause a protective effect was the world's atmosphere.

Those stones without power, falling rapidly under the action of gravity, simply turned into meteors and were burned out in the atmosphere.

Of course, Loki's avatar would not be like this. He was wearing a specially made replica of the [Eagle Feather Cloak]. This treasure was certainly not as good as Freya's. As a tool for the avatar, this thing needed magical recharging after five uses.

He turned into an eagle and patrolled this world with its endless vast forests.

"Air is normal, divine power… agitated, and there is a lot of chaotic aura. How can this world be so chaotic?" Loki's avatar frowned.

If he wandered aimlessly on such a vast land without a target, he probably wouldn't find anything even if he wandered to his death.

With the agitated divine power as a guide, 'Loki' easily approached the target.

It was a huge sinkhole.

It was like a basin, sunken on the flat ground.

Just flying to the edge of the pit, he saw a large circle of strangely dressed mortals surrounding the sinkhole. These warriors wearing eagle-shaped headdresses or leopard headdresses, holding up strange wooden and bronze weapons, were shouting words that Loki couldn't understand.

This did not prevent Loki from following their gaze and seeing the huge sacrificial site in the middle.

There, an extremely fierce competition was taking place.

It should be a competition.

Loki was not very sure.

In that sunken arena covered with moss and vines, two teams of extraordinary beings were competing.

They desperately wanted to throw something similar to a leather ball into a small stone ring that was fully five stories above the ground.

This was not a normal competition.

Because they were bound with thorns, every action they made would cause the thorns to pierce deeper into their flesh and blood, and some people had one hand tied up.

The key point was that Loki sensed a not shallow aura of divine power from them. The strength of some individuals even reached the level of the Asa God Clan's Valkyries. The rest were at least demigods.

What exactly was driving them to continue the competition so frantically?

The bloody sacrificial altar next to the arena explained everything.

A group of fierce-eyed executioners were waiting there.

The poor wretch on the altar who had his heart dug out and lungs torn out foreshadowed the fate of the losers.

Loki noticed that some hearts on the altar were still throbbing non-stop, gushing blood outwards…

At this moment, Loki understood everything—the winner could live, and the loser would become a sacrifice, skinned alive.

Surrounding the bloody arena, there were also a bunch of VIP seats.

Gods with divine light radiating from their bodies were watching this bloody competition with different expressions.

Loki only glanced at it and realized that these gods were not from the same god system.

The leading faction, whether it was their expression or the aura of divine power, had a somewhat crazy taste.

The two factions in the lower hand had terrible faces. Not to mention being happy, they all looked like their whole family had died.