Stupid Odin

A坑爹 son and an unreliable mother. Ishtar and Gilgamesh, this mother and son duo whose fates were altered, are just that bizarre.

Ishtar regretted it to death the moment she thought about how she personally used her divine power to blast her son to the opposite world. Especially after she found out that Gilgamesh's soul fragment was being used unreliably, and more than half of the soul was thrown in, she immediately wailed and cried, then ran to Downs in a panic.

"Dear, are you thirsty?"

"Dear, how about I rub your back?"

"Dear, how about..."

Even after so many years together, Downs still found it difficult to understand Ishtar, this goddess whose brain periodically malfunctioned.

She would never be as subtle in her flattery and meticulous in her service as her sister, but she was willing to unlock all positions for him. Then, when the time came for her brain to malfunction, it would definitely malfunction.

She was only trustworthy when it came to the 'definitely going to have a brain malfunction' thing.

In fact, at this moment, due to the huge difference in their figures, Ishtar couldn't even massage his muscles unless Downs shrunk his body. She could only buzz around him like a little bee circling a flower, spinning non-stop.

Downs ultimately couldn't bear it and transformed his body to the size of an adult human.

Ishtar was immediately overjoyed and leaned over with great affection.

Downs simply couldn't bear to watch her clumsy routine.

This goddess was beautiful, but her silly soul lowered her ceiling, so that sometimes Downs would doubt his life, wondering if he had made the wrong choice.

"Don't worry, Ishtar. Gilgamesh's matter was indeed an accident, but Cú Chulainn and Gawain are also accompanying him."

"Ah?"

Of course, Ishtar knew these two great heroes.

Cú Chulainn was Frey's follower god, with a proper divine position. He was actually participating in this mission?

"Cú Chulainn didn't think Frey was bad, it's just that he felt that he was solitary and not suitable to be that kind of follower. He craved the kind of life where he was alone and challenged his limits. So I promised him that as long as he made a great contribution this time, he would be named the 'God of the Spear'."

The spear, as a weapon, didn't seem particularly outstanding. Considering that this was a branch under the 'War' divine duty, protecting all spearmen in the world, in fact, this divine duty couldn't be considered bad.

Compared to the high and mighty knights, the most numerous type of soldier on the battlefield was actually spearmen.

From a farmer holding a pitchfork to a heavily armored dragon spearman, as long as they used spears, they would be followers of the 'God of the Spear'.

This divine duty was definitely not unpopular.

As for Gawain, that was King Arthur giving his subordinates a chance to make a future.

That being said, it was equivalent to Jötnar investing two proper gods, a hero, and a bunch of soul spies in the early stages for reconnaissance.

Ishtar cautiously said, "Promise me, if you have the chance, you must rescue Gilgamesh."

"Of course."

Everyone knew that this matter would not be so simple.

In that flute-shaped parallel space tunnel, the chances of contact between the two spaces were very small. The next contact would be at least a month later, and that was only if the other world didn't notice and no accidents occurred.

Ishtar could only worry.

But who told her that her good son was so independent?

Downs comforted her, "Children have their own ideas, he is not a puppet, but a genuine god. You can't expect a child who is always submissive to suddenly be decisive when encountering something, right?"

"Wuwuwu, he's too independent," Ishtar lamented.

Downs had one more sentence that he didn't say, Gilgamesh and Cú Chulainn were both the kind of independent guys. One was able to make his own decisions and manage such a large Uruk in an orderly manner. The other was an elusive lone wolf.

If the opposite divine system didn't have a strict control mechanism, they might not even be able to find these two.

What 'gods are omnipotent' is all a lie to mortals.

Downs, as the God-King, how could he not know the limitations of gods?

In theory, his divine sense could reach every inch of the entire world, but in reality, he didn't have that much mental energy to simultaneously pay attention to everything happening in the world.

Let alone 'everything', being able to lock onto a thousand or so targets at the same time was already amazing.

More often than not, gods also needed keywords. For example, a remarkable extraordinary individual, in the territory of a certain god, said a word that He was very concerned about, and this could trigger the god's attention.

If Downs remembered correctly, Gilgamesh was the type whose close combat skills were only first-class, but far from super-first-class, and then he was particularly lucky and had particularly powerful Noble Phantasms.

In a sense, this kind of lucky war god was more powerful than any stealthy god-level assassin.

At the same time, in an unknown world.

Gilgamesh slowly woke up.

To be honest, of course, he knew it was risky to do so.

If he did nothing and just managed the Uruk left by his old mother, he would definitely not make any mistakes, but relatively, he would not have any credit.

He was proud!

He never felt that he had lost to any of his brothers.

Even though he was very clear that he would never have a divine body as outrageous as his eldest brother Thor's, he just didn't want to lose.

There was nothing more worthwhile for him to risk than being the 'vanguard', or directly killing into the enemy's formation, to obtain first-hand information.

An 18-year-old young man was just that reckless.

Not to mention, for a powerful new generation of gods, this self-confidence drove Gilgamesh to do this.

When he first entered this world, he was afraid.

Because he sensed that Cú Chulainn, who had landed one step ahead of him, was suffering. The reaction of the other world's barrier was so violent... Gilgamesh estimated that Cú Chulainn would lose a layer of skin even if he didn't die.

When he landed, he had already prepared for the worst, that his divine soul would receive a violent impact, or even that this part of his divine soul would be completely destroyed by the other world.

Strangely, this world actually let him through in an almost perfect state.

It was as if, it was as if... he was originally a god of this world.

The most exaggerated thing happened when he locked his divine sense on Cú Chulainn, who was in mid-air and unable to enter. He vaguely felt that this world seemed to be asking him.

【Your servant?】

"Ah? We're together," Gilgamesh instinctively thought.

At this moment, he even thought about concealing it, about deceiving it, but he didn't expect that almost instinctively, the other world's barrier would actually let them through.

Not only did it let Cú Chulainn through, but even those spy souls who had fallen in together and were about to be crushed into soul fragments by the space barrier were spared.

Gilgamesh was stunned.

Had I arrived in enemy territory? How come it seemed like I was still in Jötnar?