Stupid Odin

Odin's official roar was a 'request for support,' but Heimdall, guarding the Rainbow Bridge, only heard the first half: 'Big brother, save me!'

Although Thorns had agreed with Odin when he made him King of Jotunheim that Asgard would definitely assist Odin if the enemy was too strong.

This scene made Heimdall a little embarrassed.

You, Odin, invited the other party into the palace as a guest, and now you're asking for support?

We, the Aesir, have lost all face because of you.

Despite his mental scolding, Heimdall faithfully fulfilled his duty as a guardian and immediately sent out a signal.

"What happened?" Thor, using Mjolnir's flying ability, was the first to arrive.

But after listening to Heimdall's description, his face immediately contorted as if he was constipated.

He really didn't like this second uncle.

Odin, you're shamelessly resorting to a gang fight, and you're still being beaten by someone who's taking on your whole family?

Aren't you ashamed?

But Thor had no choice but to save Odin.

In the end, this was Odin's attempt to recruit a giant as a subordinate, which failed and resulted in him being countered. Therefore, this Frost Giant is now an enemy of Asgard, so there's no problem with the procedure.

Soon, Thor, along with Tyr and Vidar, who had arrived, immediately used the Rainbow Bridge to descend to the lower realm.

"Buzz buzz buzz!"

Accompanied by dazzling rainbow light, several Aesir gods arrived to provide support. As soon as they rushed into the main entrance of the hall, they saw the Dark God Hoder using dark energy to entangle a giant, but the power of darkness couldn't make any progress. Odin's spear was stuck in the giant's chest and couldn't be pulled out, so he could only wave a third-rate divine sword, scraping the giant's body and constantly sputtering sparks.

Seeing them, Hrungnir's face darkened, and he cursed: "Odin, you shameless fellow, how dare you call yourself a god? You said you invited me for a drink, but you actually wanted to kill me?!"

This scolding immediately made Thor and the others who came to support stop in their tracks, staring at Odin with disdainful eyes—wait, wait! Second Uncle, aren't you being too underhanded? Luring a dog in to kill it? Is that really necessary?

Feeling the contemptuous gazes of the younger generation, Odin's face darkened.

Hrungnir, whether he had drunk from the Well of Wisdom or not, was clearly much smarter than ordinary giants. Seeing Thor and the others opposite him holding a pile of divine artifacts, he knew that he definitely wouldn't be able to gain any advantage today, so he simply continued to curse: "You Aesir gods can use tricks to kill me, but after killing me, there will be thousands upon thousands of Frost Giants who will seek revenge on you! I am not convinced! I am not convinced!"

Thor, with his explosive temper, became furious upon hearing this: "You all step aside, I'll take care of him!"

Odin was waiting for these words. Hearing that Thor was going to take the blame, Odin silently took two steps back.

After Thor spoke, the atmosphere stirred, and the dark clouds above his head began to gather, as if lightning was about to strike.

Hrungnir cursed again: "Using divine artifacts to bully the mundane objects in my hands, do you gods still have any face?"

Thor was stunned, put away his hammer, and his face darkened: "Alright, I'll fight you with my bare hands and make you admit defeat wholeheartedly."

Thor suddenly grew bigger, ten meters, twenty meters, twenty-five meters. When Thor grew to his limit, although he was still a head shorter than Hrungnir, he was at least an opponent of the same level.

The giant, seeing this, didn't hesitate either, roaring loudly and charging towards Thor, who had grown bigger, immediately executing a fierce body slam.

A god and a giant started a wrestling match that could be called a giant civil war on the large square outside Odin's new palace.

"Thump! Thump! Thump—"

The earth was shaking, cracking, and wailing.

This pure power duel looked incredibly wild and equally shocking.

After a fierce battle for a dozen rounds, Thor, who prided himself on being the strongest, was shocked to discover that he couldn't defeat this giant. Not only was his strength slightly inferior, but he didn't seem to have much advantage in terms of skill either.

Thor was embarrassed.

Just then, a voice came from the sky.

"Step back, Thor, you can't defeat him. With your strength alone, he will never be convinced."

The dueling parties immediately separated, and Thor looked up at the sky in surprise: "Father God…"

That's right!

Thorns had arrived.

For Thorns, Hrungnir's arrival was a not-so-unexpected accident. This guy, known as the strongest giant on earth, was the vanguard general of the giant race attacking the Aesir in Ragnarok.

Why did he appear at this point in time?

Thorns suddenly understood: Sure enough, the history in the epic had already been completely changed by him. In the epic, when Hrungnir appeared, the Frost Giants had already established themselves and built a country. The Aesir, who built the walls around Asgard, signed a peace treaty with the Giant Kingdom.

The Aesir didn't want to let the tiger return to the mountain but were worried that killing Hrungnir would lead to war with the Giant Kingdom.

The situation in this life was completely different.

What Giant Kingdom?

From the beginning of reshaping the world, Thorns had never let go of any giant who opposed the Aesir. As long as they were rebels, they were killed as soon as they showed their faces. Many giants who were originally enemies in the epic were either killed or joined Thorns' command.

This caused Hrungnir to have no giant forces to rely on after waking up from the glacier, directly leading to his lack of confidence.

Looking at his appearance of wanting to run but not daring to, Thorns had an idea.

"I am Thorns *Paulson, the Aesir God-King." Accompanied by the glow of the sun, Thorns' figure slowly descended, and his surging aura, mixed with a faint killing intent, stared straight at the giant: "Hrungnir! I admire your bravery. How about this, as long as you can withstand a single move from me that I unleash with pure power, you can leave. In the future, if you want to build a country or be independent, you can do whatever you want. But what if you can't withstand it?"

Hrungnir looked up at the small figure suspended in the sky, his heart filled with apprehension.

Can't withstand it?

Surrender? Or die?

Dying like this would be a bit unwilling. Although the Aesir's Odin wasn't a good person, their wine was really great.

However, losing face was unacceptable, and his pride in his own martial strength didn't allow Hrungnir to show weakness.

He shouted loudly: "I can't possibly lose!"

"Oh? Is that so?" Thorns landed on the ground, he didn't even grow bigger, and he held his right hand towards a forty-meter-tall tree next to him.

"Crack crack crack—" A tree that five adult humans could barely encircle was snapped in half, and the branches and forks on it were instantly stripped clean by an invisible force, turning this giant tree into a bare wooden stick.

Thorns didn't even grow bigger, and with a mere six-meter height, he waved this huge wooden stick and smashed it down on Hrungnir's head.

"Who are you looking down on—" Hrungnir roared, waving his flint club and aiming it at Thorns' big stick.

If Thorns used the divine swords circling around him, perhaps Hrungnir would still be half afraid of him, but seeing Thorns using mundane objects, his flint club, which was equivalent to a semi-divine artifact, was about to show its power.

A scene that horrified Hrungnir occurred:

Thorns' big stick was of course not a divine artifact. When the two sticks collided, the tree trunk that Thorns had picked up at random even had its head shattered, but as the two big sticks entered a brief stalemate, a vast and boundless force surged over.