Stupid Odin

It should be known that whether it's the Edda in poetry or prose, or those movies before he transmigrated that turned Hela into Odin's daughter with bizarre modifications, they all relentlessly demonized Hela. They said she was extreme, crazy, and bloodthirsty.

But some personalities are shaped by postnatal growth experiences.

If Hela's growth was marked by the curses and rejection of the gods because half of her body was a corpse and because of her ugliness, and she was exiled to the desolate Netherworld to be imprisoned in disguise, then even if she was forced into a madwoman, Tang Si would find it understandable.

It's not like she wanted to grow up like this.

Tang Si allowed her to transform into a beautiful goddess most of the time through absorbing her power, which was a great psychological comfort for a young goddess, so much so that she was willing to have most of her divine power drawn away by the Sword of Helheim on weekdays.

Seeing Hela offer the divine sword back with both hands, Tang Si pointed remotely, allowing the divine sword to fly back and hover behind him.

Tang Si smiled and nodded: "Hela, you did a good job this time. Although this necklace is not comparable to Freya's, it is a new work by the dwarven master craftsman Sindri and is a good quality item. I'll give it to you."

This time, Hela was truly happy. She took the magic necklace, which actually only had a whitening and brightening effect, and asked her father Loki to put it on for her. She turned her body left and right in front of the mirror, looking at it non-stop.

Around her, a group of goddesses, including Freya, also offered their blessings.

After a while, after the goddesses dispersed, Hela secretly asked her father on a secluded terrace in the Palace of Joy: "Father, why did you tell me not to kill the other side completely? I almost wanted to kill Hrimthursar's family."

"His Majesty obviously wants to cultivate you to be independent. Think about it, does the Aesir really lack bloodthirsty brutes?"

"…"

Loki sighed: "You don't know, His Majesty once favored Odin as well. But in the battle with the Vanir, Odin killed Njord, the Vanir king who was originally planning to surrender, in order to gain merit when the overall situation was set. Odin was directly disliked by His Majesty and thrown to Jotunheim in the frozen wilderness. It sounds good to be a king, but it's actually an exile."

Hela understood something: "I understand. In the future, if His Majesty doesn't say to kill, I will try my best to hold back."

"That's right. No god in the entire God race can compare to His Majesty's wisdom. Since His Majesty always has his reasons for doing things, we ministers should just obey."

"Yes."

Hela didn't know that under Loki's manipulation, her path had widened.

On this side, Tang Si was secretly amazed when he saw the big pot brought by Hrimthursar.

The craftsmanship of this pot is actually a bit clumsy, probably made of pig iron. But the handwork of this pot is really poor. The bottom of the pot is too thick, so the heat is actually very uneven.

This pot is also really big enough.

In the epic, this pot is the famous "Mile-Wide Pot," said to be a full mile in diameter.

Tang Si didn't know whether the epic was true or false, and how much artistic processing was involved. The pot in front of him was also 500 meters in diameter, enough for dozens of giant-sized shrimp soldiers and crab generals to soak in a hot spring.

The Palace of Joy is very joyful most of the time because it's just a party within the God race.

Sometimes, the so-called happiness is built on the bodies of defeated enemies.

The last time such a grand party was held was after defeating the Vanir.

Gullveig still remembered how she, along with Freya and other Vanir goddesses, learned to 'sing and dance'.

Very unexpectedly, time is indeed a pig-slaughtering knife, which will make them forget all unhappiness.

After completely integrating into the Aesir, they were able to scrutinize the large pool that had just been fenced off in the center of the hall as masters.

In the clear and transparent pool water, nine beautiful Undines were dancing gracefully.

The outrageous thing is coming.

On the square outside the door not far from the pool, the big pot was being set up by the giants in a chaotic manner. These playful guys also built a wooden passage with a three-way intersection.

The Aesir and giants drove all the shrimp soldiers and crab generals who had not yet died out of the cages. Each shrimp soldier and crab general was blindfolded and their senses were locked with magic. They could only move forward blindly under the beating and urging of sticks.

Next, the shrimp soldiers and crab generals will encounter the so-called 'choice of fate'.

Among the three paths:

One leads to a clean pool. There is a sign on the pool written in runes: [Freedom]. The shrimp soldiers and crab generals who have the life to walk here will be released back into the sea.

One path is the way back, which will circle a 360-degree circle and fall back into the cage from an opening above the cage, forced to choose again.

The third path is the key point. It leads to the super pot with a diameter of 500 meters. At this moment, the pot has been burned red, and it is full of boiling oil.

Whenever they see the shrimp soldiers and crab generals foolishly running into the pot themselves, splashing oil several meters high, and then struggling frantically in the pot, eventually turning into fragrant meat and floating up, the Aesir and giants will let out excited cheers.

"Oh oh oh!"

"Hahaha!"

"Fool, you chose the wrong path!"

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"If you choose the wrong path, you can only die!"

Among a large group of giants, there is such a small group of embarrassed giants. They are naturally Hrimthursar's family. It is clear that these vile compatriots are dealing with another family of enemies, but Hrimthursar feels like they are targeting their family.

Hrimthursar's family knows that this is not the case, but they can't help but think about it!

They are indeed overthinking it.

Even Tang Si wouldn't glance at Hrimthursar.

The fate of this life has been changed beyond recognition. Jormungandr has descended, and it is not Tyr who was born to Hrimthursar's wife, so there will be no broken things like Thor cutting off the head of the divine bull raised by Hrimthursar and running to fish Jormungandr.

A mere Hrimthursar is destined to be a passerby-level thing.

What Tang Si cares about is that powerful Chaos creatures are either executed or transformed into Order creatures.

Tang Si doesn't know how far away [Twilight] is. What he can do is to prepare all kinds of trump cards in advance.

As for what kind of moths will come out when the Twilight of the Gods comes, he can only deal with them as they come.

This night, the gods and giants were very excited. They went wild, got drunk, and the nine lucky guys who were assigned Undines directly enjoyed the spoils of war.

Only Tang Si, after enjoying the service of Freya and Gullveig, silently took out the two divine swords named after [Midgard] and [Helheim].

In a sense, this actually became a pair of male and female swords.

The Sword of Midgard uses Aegir's soul as the sword soul, and the hilt has his relief. Relatively speaking, the Sword of Helheim is Ran.

Including Ymir, Surtr, and Njord, five of the nine swords in Tang Si's hand actually have top-level sword souls.

As a result, the divine swords of the four realms of [Asgard], [Alfheim], [Svartalfheim], and [Niflheim] are relatively inferior.

This result left Tang Si speechless.

Where am I going to find four powerful souls with corresponding attributes to be sword souls?