Stupid Odin

According to the previous strategy, Thorns would have directly had Jormungandr World press forward. Once the two worlds engaged in close combat, Jormungandr's victory would have been beyond doubt.

If this were the Egyptian pantheon that Thorns was familiar with, then the Egyptian gods would definitely not be a match for the Aesir, which had expanded several times over.

However, due to the spatial passage, Jormungandr World might not be able to get close.

This meant that only the divine-level 'boarding tactics' could be used, sending some gods and troops over to seize control of the other world.

According to normal thinking, sending over too weak a force would be suicide.

What's more, that flute-shaped spatial passage was destined to make such deployments unsustainable in the long term, having a cyclical nature. If things didn't go well, it would become a tactic of attrition, constantly feeding the enemy.

But to leave such a large Egyptian world unattended was also a huge threat.

Its appearance once again proved that the idea of a 'God System Chicken Dinner Competition' was real.

Now, if the Egyptian pantheon was left alone, it was likely that the Egyptian pantheon would form an alliance with other pantheons in the future and attack Jormungandr together.

Or, like Thorns's annexation of the Sumerian pantheon, a mysterious pantheon might annex the Egyptian pantheon, which would still pose a huge threat to Jormungandr World.

This was a life-and-death chicken dinner competition, allowing no mercy.

Moreover, for these divine barbarians of the Aesir, what was an alliance? Could it be eaten?

They had a black-and-white way of thinking. If you weren't one of them, you were an enemy, allowing no so-called neutrality.

The so-called allies were definitely not as good as gods who had been conquered.

Thanks to Thorns's killing and transformation of surrendered pantheons, the old gods were quite tolerant of foreign gods who integrated into the Aesir, and also left enough room for advancement. Therefore, for the new world, the will of the entire Jormungandr was to conquer first.

The risk was indeed great, but relatively, there were many fanatics willing to take the risk.

Just think, even Thor took the lead in saying that he was willing to play world-class boarding, how could the guys below be content?

"Me, me, me!"

"I'll go!"

"Your Majesty, I want to go too!"

Except for the old gods with stable positions, all the gods who had anything to do with combat proposed to play boarding.

Thorns scanned the steps below, meeting those pairs of fiery eyes.

"This time, there's no rush. Let the gods from the Sumerian world have priority! Because the Sumerian world and the Egyptian world have origins and connections, it will be better for them to go."

As soon as Thorns's voice fell, the gods from Sumer, such as Enki, the God of Irrigation, Ishtar, the Goddess of Venus, and Ereshkigal, the Goddess of Eternal Sleep, all stepped forward without exception.

Precisely because they had witnessed the power of the Aesir, these surrendered gods, who had no thoughts of rebellion and were eager to prove themselves, hoping not to be at the bottom of the Aesir, were the most eager to fight.

"It's not appropriate for all of you to attack with your main bodies. Just send a batch of avatars with no more than 30% of your divine souls. In addition, demigods and mortal heroes can go voluntarily." Thorns directly set a threshold for this matter.

A very reasonable arrangement!

To reiterate, if you don't go, there are plenty of bolder people who will!

In addition to the old Sumerian gods above, Scathach's avatar, several knights of King Arthur, and more than thirty giants led by Hrungnir, the strongest giant on earth, were willing to attack.

As for the leader, as usual, it was Ishtar!

This was the second deployment, and Ishtar was well-versed in it.

This time, it was not only her who was escorting the 'transport plane', but also her divine attendants.

These mortal women, who had been carefully selected, barely had the ability to fly across space after years of training. Although they still used the power of the Goddess of Venus to pass through the chaotic universe, their existence was equivalent to having a batch of human reconnaissance planes.

They formed a relatively tight three-dimensional conical formation, escorting several huge chaotic rocks to the next 'flute vent'.

This time, there were really no accidents.

Perhaps the world barrier had been greeted by Gilgamesh early on, and the barrier even opened itself, allowing all orderly existences to enter directly.

For the landing force, this was actually a bit of an ordeal.

Hrungnir and the others could feel that the surroundings of this stone landing capsule were becoming quieter and quieter, and even the whistling wind was weakening.

What was newly heard was the crackling sound of sand blowing on the stone shell.

Originally, if such a large stone landing capsule fell from the sky, the only outcome for the giants inside would be to shatter into pieces along with the stone.

However, before the boulder could accelerate, it was supported by a familiar divine power.

The power of Ishtar, the Goddess of Venus!

This discovery greatly comforted the giants.

They didn't mind being stained with blood on the battlefield, or even having their heads cut off by powerful enemies, because that was the glory of a warrior.

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But to be randomly killed by falling to their deaths without seeing the enemy would be too frustrating.

The speed of the flying stone further decreased, and then they felt a slight impact. Immediately, the outer shell of the stone opened, and the surrounding light gradually became brighter.

The sky was dark, and the scene in front of them was bright.

A strangely dressed mortal force, holding torches, was waiting near the landing site.

Hrungnir walked out, and in front of him was an open desert. There were faint lights in the distance, and the nearby area was illuminated like daylight by the torches of this force.

"What a desolate place." The strongest giant on earth curled his lips.

He saw the commander-in-chief of this operation. Although the other party's appearance had changed, he was very familiar with that golden divine light... and annoyed.

"You big guys, quickly put on this headgear. Otherwise, it will be difficult to hide it." That familiar arrogant tone made Hrungnir confirm again that the strange mortal in front of him was Gilgamesh.

"Yes, yes, yes!" The giants didn't bother to argue with Thorns's good son.

Hrungnir and the others walked with heavy steps to a row of carriages, on which were placed some huge bronze helmets.

Wearing various bronze animal helmets, as well as arm armor, leg armor, and shoulder pads with various complex patterns, Hrungnir and the others looked like giant punishers from mythology.

"It's so similar!" Gilgamesh stroked his chin, showing a satisfied expression to these skin-covered giants.

At this moment, a curvaceous... black-skinned woman muttered as she approached him.

"Gil! Why did you prepare such a terrible body for your mother!" The first half of the sentence was still normal, but the second half made Gilgamesh unable to hold back: "This skin is too dark, isn't it?"

The one speaking was naturally Ishtar's avatar.

She didn't descend with her main body, so naturally she had to rely on seizing a body.

Gilgamesh slapped his forehead: "Mother God, this is Egypt! Where can I find a blonde, white-skinned body for you? I heard that Upper Egypt may have so-called barbarian slaves, but those bodies are too weak."