Stupid Odin

In less than half a month, the entire sky above Asgard was filled with low pressure.

Natural disasters and anomalies occurred constantly, and rebellions and misfortunes happened frequently. Every Asa god and giant who remained here felt a sense of oppression in their hearts.

Rarely, the God of Light, Baldr, came to the Silver Palace to seek an audience.

"Father! I request that you allow me to lead my troops to quell the chaos. Any realm will do!"

Baldr's active eagerness for battle surprised Thorns slightly. In the past, going out to fight and kill was the job of Thor, Tyr, and at most, Vidar, these three sons.

The relatively refined Baldr wouldn't do such a thing.

"Oh? Did your mother say something?"

Baldr's expression changed slightly: "Mother did say something, but your son truly wants to contribute to the Asa gods."

Thorns stroked his chin. Baldr's likability was indeed for a reason. It's just that in the original epic, Baldr was destined to die, so Thorns never invested much resources in Baldr, letting him grow wildly. Looking at it now, it seems like things can be changed.

"My son, your filial piety is known to your father. But, do you know who our real enemy is?"

Thorns' rhetorical question stumped Baldr.

Seeing Baldr hesitate for several seconds, Thorns sighed: "From the moment you said 'any realm will do,' I knew you weren't prepared."

"Father, I..."

Thorns' gaze was calm: "You are too kind. You always think about maintaining good relations with all gods and giants. Don't you think that even blood relatives can breed extreme evil because of ambition?"

The color drained from Baldr's face in an instant: "Father, do you mean..."

"It's what you think it means!" Thorns seemed to be speaking in riddles, but in reality, he was leaking the news to the entire pure-blooded Asa god faction.

Baldr clenched his fists angrily at first, gritting his teeth, but then his mouth was full of bitterness.

Thorns shattered his illusions.

"He set a very bad precedent. Letting the world know that blood ties are not necessarily so reliable. I gave him a month, originally hoping that he would solemnly challenge me before coming to Asgard's Valhalla. If he was willing to do so, I would accept, even if I was defeated and died, I would be willing. Obviously, he chose another path."

"..." Baldr clenched his fists, trembling with anger.

"Go down and prepare. He will eventually come, leading an army called Chaos!"

War actually requires psychological preparation.

Whether it is a god or a mortal.

Initially, when the three Thorns brothers were almost poisoned to death, and even when Vili died once, the gods became suspicious.

As long as Thorns didn't confirm it, the gods would at most grumble in their hearts—why did the God-King say he would thoroughly investigate, but then there was no follow-up?

The giants, with their simpler minds, had long been prepared for battle. Whoever the God-King told them to chop, they would chop.

Now, the God-King had almost explicitly stated that it was Odin, and the gods were really in an uproar.

"What? Odin has rebelled?!"

"Is he crazy? He is already the king of a realm, isn't that enough?"

"Based on him? Where did he get the courage?"

If the gods were doubtful, the giants directly cursed while grabbing their weapons.

"What a joke. Odin is so weak!"

"We giants will not recognize a weakling as king!"

"Let that trash come! I will personally kill him!"

In this life, Odin really didn't have any impressive achievements to show off, directly leading to not a single giant in the Asa god clan willing to follow him.

Especially when Thorns spread another message, that it was because Odin murdered his brother, took the lead in destroying order, that there was chaos in the Jötunheimr world, possibly triggering [Fimbulwinter], everyone was even more furious.

The gods and giants became agitated.

They surrounded the Silver Palace, clamoring to launch a large army to attack Odin.

Thorns closed the palace doors, refusing any requests for an audience from his ministers. He only had Brunhilde send a Valkyrie to Jötunheimr to issue an edict to Odin—ordering Odin to immediately go to the Silver Palace to report for duty!

This time, sending the Valkyrie was public.

Seeing Thorns' actions, everyone couldn't help but sigh.

"His Majesty the God-King is good in every way, but he is too kind to his own people. If it were me, I would have sent a large army to attack the day I received the news."

"Shut up! A God-King who doesn't care about personal feelings or kinship is even more terrifying."

"That's right, alas—His Majesty must be the one who is most heartbroken! It's clearly Odin who is unworthy, but if he had shown a little more strength when he attacked the Vanir gods, for example, defeating Njord without His Majesty's help, then he would be the King of Vanaheimr. He had to act like a villain when the overall situation was already set. Bah!"

"Enough, even if that despicable villain Odin became the King of Vanaheimr, he wouldn't be satisfied."

Everyone was preparing for battle on one side, while waiting for news on the other.

Some warmongers even hoped to hear the news that the Valkyrie as an envoy had been killed, so that they could directly start the war and flatten the pseudo-golden palace of Jötunheimr.

Before long, the Valkyrie returned.

She did not enter the Silver Palace, but shouted loudly outside the palace gate: "Reporting to His Majesty the God-King, Odin, his wife, children, and subordinates in the Jötunheimr palace, have all disappeared!"

This shout directly confirmed the fact that Odin wanted to rebel!

This time, those gods who were originally sent outside couldn't sit still and rushed back.

Thor, Frey, Skadi, and other gods blocked the main entrance of the palace.

Even if they didn't say a word, their arrival itself was an attitude.

Finally, the Silver Palace gate opened, and the gods and giants poured in.

Thor, the highest in status, stepped forward first: "Father! We can't wait any longer! The chaos in the Nine Realms is all Odin's doing! We must preemptively eliminate this culprit."

Frey followed: "Are we going to wait until all the Nine Realms are destroyed by Odin before Your Majesty is willing to admit the fact that Odin has rebelled? And if we are still dispersing our forces now, it will be easy for Odin to defeat us one by one."

The gods offered suggestions, while the giants didn't understand and only planned to fight at any time.

After almost all the representative guys had spoken, the actor Thorns sighed sadly: "Odin is still my brother after all. Until I see him standing opposite me with a weapon in his hand, I am unwilling to admit that this is a fact."

"Your Majesty! We cannot be too kind!" The gods all advised in unison.

"Alas, alright!" Thorns said reluctantly: "In that case, considering that Odin also has the last name Paulson, half a day later, I will lower Asgard, aligning it with Midgard, to prepare the grandest battlefield for this enemy of order!"

Huh?!

The gods were dumbfounded, and the giants didn't understand.

What?

Such a large continent can actually be lowered?

Regardless of the reactions of the other gods and giants, the God-King's order was conveyed. Half a day later, the entire Asgard continent began to slowly descend with the twisting of the World Tree branches.