Stupid Odin

A discarded world?

“Huh?”

Ignoring Ishtar's beautiful legs that, for a human, could increase attack speed, Thorns' first thought was of some gloomy vampire castle.

“How far from our world?”

“Uh, half the normal distance between us and Kraken II.”

That's fifty thousand kilometers!

Since it's discarded, there's no need to be overly cautious.

After thinking for a while, Thorns still had the Jormungandr World slowly approach the target.

Before long, Thorns discovered that Ishtar was right.

It was a discarded continent floating in the chaotic void.

The reason it was called discarded was naturally because this thing had not yet been completely eroded by chaos.

To make an analogy, the chaotic space in the void, with its low concentration, was like greatly diluted sulfuric acid, capable of corroding the existence of order, but the rate of corrosion wouldn't be too high.

Thorns spread out his senses, scanning the continent.

The total area was about 200,000 square kilometers.

How large it originally was is no longer verifiable.

After losing its world barrier, a thick chaotic aura permeated the entire continent. Most of the land surface was no longer the original surface, nor was it the original 'underground'.

All the plants and animals had either been eroded away by chaos or had turned into deformed, small chaotic demons, floating near the continent that had lost its gravity.

Several third-rate Sumerian gods led the way, along with Siegfried and other demigods, as well as a group of god attendants, to investigate.

They sent back a report every half-day.

Three days later, Siegfried returned to the Silver Palace and presented a series of evidence.

“This is…” Thorns' pupils constricted.

Presented before him was a huge mural. Compared to the city ruins on the ground that had been completely eroded by chaos, leaving no definite traces, this painting was relatively well-preserved.

This mural was still surrounded by a faint divinity, which allowed it to escape the destruction of enemies and the corrosion of chaos. On the mural, a radiant and great figure, with four heads or four faces, rode a white horse, holding a sword and a spear, followed by 300 soldiers.

Coupled with the Russian that most Chinese people could recognize at a glance, Thorns basically determined that this world belonged to the relatively unpopular [Slavic Mythology] in the mythological history of Earth!

The war god Sventovit was the most supreme god in the hearts of the Slavs along the Baltic Sea coast.

The Slavs generally believed that at the beginning of the universe, there was a confrontation between white and black, light and darkness. The earth and sky were supreme, the creators and rulers.

These myths on Earth were basically similar. The only difference was which god occupied the ecological niche of which divine realm.

Thorns didn't care what kind of fate this unpopular pantheon had suffered; he only cared about one thing—the God Realm Battle Royale might really exist.

“Thor, stay behind. Half of the gods here, follow me for a trip first.”

“Yes!” In the Silver Palace, the gods responded in unison.

To be honest, the ruins of a destroyed divine realm were nothing to see for a group of god-level barbarians. Thorns opened the [Sky] domain, briefly giving the wide area the concept of space, and there was also air inside.

This wasn't to say that the Aesir needed air to breathe; these physically powerful beasts could survive in a vacuum.

But in some places, it was still better to have air for investigation and reverse reasoning.

This was just prepared for individual gods. After all, there were only a few gods who really understood and could analyze.

After Thorns had another group of gods look at it, he returned to the Silver Palace.

Thorns called out names one by one: “Enki, what do you think?”

Enki was a little surprised but had to answer: “According to my judgment, this pantheon was destroyed about ten years ago. The strange thing is, I can't find their bones or the armor they used. The armor fragments of the mortals are made of bronze and are nothing special.”

“Frey?”

“Your Majesty, Enki and I have similar judgments. However, I judge that this pantheon chose to surrender after being defeated. Otherwise, it's impossible to explain why the scene was cleaned up so thoroughly. If it was simply a indiscriminate slaughter after breaking through, there would definitely be a large number of remains left as evidence.”

The scene was very clean.

This meant that at least the natives had carried out a very thorough cleaning or resource recovery.

It was almost as if dogs had licked it clean, and then an army of ants had come and cleaned it up.

Thorns continued to call out names: “Hela?”

Hela shook her head: “There are no lingering souls. This is simply like a barren world.”

At this time, Thor spoke: “Then, Father, should we abandon this ominous continent?”

“Ominous?” Thorns glanced at his good son: “Thor, when did you become so wasteful? Even if it's a piece of land corroded by chaos, the large amount of [Earth Element] contained within is still a necessary component of the world. No world will dislike having too much of the four elements: earth, water, fire, and wind. How to reasonably allocate them so that the world reaches a new elemental balance is a required course for every God-King.”

“Yes.” Thor replied with a bitter face.

Not to mention land polluted by chaos, even a collection of chaotic energy, with a little processing, can be used as a weapon.

Chaos can't break chaos, but chaotic boulders are quite useful for disgusting orderly existences.

Thorns had the Jormungandr World slightly expand a portion of its space to hold this chaotic continent that had been heavily corroded. At the same time, he extracted earth elements from it and stored the decomposed chaotic energy and high-concentration chaotic stones.

To put it bluntly, this was a rare instance of Thorns having the world eat 'world-class leftovers'.

After the gods retreated, Thorns only left the Valkyrie by his side, quietly and seemingly aimlessly scanning the continent repeatedly.

“This is troublesome!” Thorns sighed.

Slavic mythology is quite unpopular for Chinese people. Before Thorns traveled through time, he had only casually read some information out of interest.

He didn't quite remember the specific myths and legends.

The only thing he could be sure of was that this was a medium-sized pantheon with at least thirty gods. Perhaps there were more gods, but he really didn't remember.

Regardless of who swallowed the Slavic pantheon, whether it was Chaos or another orderly pantheon, it meant that there was a strong opponent, most likely in a 1+1 state.

That is to say, similar to the Aesir who successfully swallowed the Vanir.

Thorns suddenly rejoiced that his way of controlling the Aesir to swallow other pantheons was relatively clean. It wouldn't lead to a situation where the tail wags the dog, nor would it be like sleeping with a bunch of landmines.

Taking down the main body of other pantheons, absorbing their essence and weak elements, strengthening ties through variant marriages, treating surrendered gods fairly… If this series of operations wasn't done well, they would become huge bombs when facing strong enemies.

“The era of the Godly Melee is coming!”