Stupid Odin

When playing shooting games, if you're a lone wolf, there's nothing you can do. But when it comes to team battles, you inevitably have to send someone to cover the flanks and periodically search for points.

Not searching points carefully is the same as not searching them at all.

Tang Si didn't want to be dealing with the Egyptian world in the front, only to have someone stab Jötunheimr in the rear.

Before he transmigrated, he really didn't want to understand that the character 【州】 (zhōu, 'state' or 'province') could also be a pictograph.

If he could, he would rather it be the character 【嫐】 (nǎo, 'to tease' or 'to flirt').

Unfortunately, the world itself doesn't distinguish between male and female.

Ahem, that's beside the point.

While Ishtar was busy conquering the Egyptian world, Tang Si couldn't let the other gods with flight capabilities idle around.

He sent out Thor, Baldr, and Freyr, who all possessed spatial flight abilities, in one go.

Of course, he only sent their avatars.

Not only that, but he also extracted the souls of the giant beasts with flight abilities from the 【World Sword】, modified them, and threw them out as flying tools, like the venomous dragon Nidhogg.

In this way, he barely managed to cover the 300,000-kilometer area before and after the cosmic ocean current passage where Jötunheimr was located within his reconnaissance range.

This was already the limit of what he could think of and do.

Tang Si had a hunch—maybe his opponent didn't even have the ability to conduct cross-world reconnaissance.

No! Maybe they hadn't even thought of it.

Prioritizing intelligence work was a mindset unique to transmigrators like him.

Most people, even gods, in other worlds would consider it good if they received news within three days of their territory being attacked. Unless their high priest or something was killed, triggering the god's senses, not receiving firsthand intelligence was the norm.

As for hoping to open a 'full map view,' that was a thought only modern transmigrators would have.

The older the era, the harder it was to grasp the full picture of the situation.

Therefore, the vast majority of people in the world couldn't act as commanders. Any excellent commander had to deduce the true nature of the situation from extremely fragmented or even incorrect information and make correct judgments.

Gods were no exception. In this universe filled with chaotic energy and terrible visibility, Tang Si felt that he was definitely the best among god-kings of his level to be able to do this.

"This is all I can do for now," Tang Si sighed.

Tang Si still didn't dare to recklessly bet all his gods on the Egyptian world.

Due to the spatial passage, without being able to directly crush them with Jötunheimr, the advantage was not in his favor in their territory, even with the assault of the gods.

No matter how bad the Egyptian pantheon was, they could still muster a hundred or so gods.

Moreover, Horus and Set were currently fighting like dogs. If Tang Si casually interfered with the Aesir, they might unite against him.

All sorts of disadvantages!

Of course, Tang Si had also considered what would happen if this Egyptian expeditionary force was completely annihilated.

The answer was: he would certainly feel the pain, but it wouldn't be a crippling blow.

This was a force mainly composed of avatars of the Sumerian old gods, plus a Cu Chulainn's main body. As for the other warriors, Tang Si could sincerely afford to lose them.

In the end, the Sumerian gods were at the bottom of the Aesir hierarchy. If they wanted to climb up, taking risks was necessary.

Not to mention that these were just a bunch of avatars, even if their main bodies were to fall, it wouldn't shake the foundations of the Aesir.

Tang Si's order to Gilgamesh was—lie low, maintain the disguise of a mortal, pretend to be following Horus's orders, and wait for the scale of the Egyptian pantheon's civil war to expand before acting.

When this order reached Gilgamesh, he quickly passed the written command to Enki and Ishtar.

Ishtar muttered, "What's with that? He's actually letting Gil be the commander-in-chief? I thought I could finally have military power again after so long."

As soon as she finished speaking, she saw the gods giving her distrustful looks.

"Sister! Can you have a little self-awareness?" Ereshkigal sighed.

Since the Sumerian era, Ishtar had been known for her recklessness, doing whatever she wanted because of her powerful combat strength.

If she hadn't fallen into Tang Si's hands, her temperament might still be so bad.

Now that she received Tang Si's imperial order, she only muttered a few words. Over the years, Tang Si had disciplined her severely.

Gilgamesh turned to look at Enki: "Wise 【God of Irrigation】, what do you think we should do?"

The wrinkles on Enki's face relaxed again: "Your Highness, don't you already have the answer?"

"I still hope to hear a definite suggestion from you."

"Of course... attack the neighboring city-state."

This Egyptian world was in the midst of change.

Just like in history, the earliest Egypt was a system of city-states. Only in the middle and later periods did it become an empire.

Gilgamesh had possessed the pharaoh of a city-state in Lower Egypt.

The most wonderful thing was that different city-states worshiped different gods. Originally, this place was protected by the hippopotamus goddess Taweret, but in the recent war, the hippopotamus goddess who supported Horus fought to a standstill with the scorpion goddess Serket who supported Set.

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Taweret fell on the spot, and Serket didn't fare any better, probably suffering serious injuries.

The armies on both sides suffered heavy casualties and were unable to fight any longer, so they retreated.

The dead ghost possessed by Gilgamesh was seriously injured and died in that battle, which benefited him.

Now, when he heard Enki's suggestion, he burst out laughing.

"Alright! Let's raise the battle flag of the hippopotamus goddess and unify Egypt first."

So wicked!

Too wicked!

The hippopotamus goddess had already fallen.

Even if they won, there would be no benefits, and she would still take the blame.

Even if they lost, it didn't matter, she would still take the blame.

The key was that the other side couldn't possibly know that everything here had been replaced in just one month!

The dead ghost pharaoh's old subordinates originally heard that Gilgamesh was going to launch another war in such a short period of time, and they all came out to admonish him, almost threatening to bang their heads against the wall.

When they saw the 'divine envoys' sent by the 'hippopotamus goddess,' they were all dumbfounded.

They were giants!

Each giant was more than a dozen people tall.

Just standing there gave mortals an unparalleled sense of terror and oppression.

The copper full-coverage helmets and shawls they wore on their heads were undoubtedly in the style of the hippopotamus goddess.

Without any hesitation, these ignorant mortal soldiers bowed down and kowtowed, their tears and snot flowing down in emotion.

Seeing these creations of the goddess, all the soldiers were immediately energized, as if they had been injected with chicken blood.

"As expected, the goddess's fall is just the most shameless rumor!"

"The goddess didn't fall at all! She's here! She's always been behind us!"

"Praise Taweret!"

"The Pharaoh is invincible!"

"Kill those blasphemers—"

To be honest, even if all the adult men in this damned city-state were brought out, there would only be five thousand people. Not to mention armor, they didn't even have enough weapons.

But they had giants leading the charge!