Chapter 427: God-Prisoning Cage

The moment Odin regained his mobility, the two huge magic coils above and below the glass box had been activated.

He just wanted to turn into lightning and leave, but found that his own magic power seemed to be frozen, and he couldn't mobilize even a trace.

And he himself was lifted by some force, suspended in the glass box.

"Roar!" Odin let out a roar, tried his best, and threw a punch. A small electric light hit the glass box, but he couldn't even leave a trace on the box body.

"Oh, another newcomer." Outside the glass box, an old man in a white coat with a bald head was standing. "Looking like this, could it be Odin?"

"Who are you!? And where is this place?!" Odin glared at the old man and roared.

"Ah, my name is Leonard Tomic, a researcher. This is the God Research Institute, and you are our 19th research object." The old man said, pointing to a label on the upper left corner of the glass box, which indeed had a "No. 19" mark.

"God... Research Institute?" Odin was suspicious. "You know I am a god, and you dare to imprison me?!"

"I was a little uneasy at first, but after researching more, I got used to it." Leonard said. "But if you are really Odin, you are the first main god-level god we have caught. The gods we caught before were all minor gods, usually resurrected through sacrificial rituals, and their divine power was very weak."

Speaking of this, Leonard said to an assistant beside him, "Add two more coils and start the liquid nitrogen refrigeration system to make it enter the magic superconducting state. The divine power of a main god-level god must be very terrifying. Don't skimp on magic consumption. If this guy runs out, it will be over."

With his words, two more coils were added in the upper and lower directions of the glass box, and at the same time, white mist rose, and even the temperature in the glass box began to drop rapidly.

Odin was still secretly trying to mobilize his own magic power. Just now he had found a flaw. His magic power seemed to be less frozen in the head and feet than in other parts. He was trying to condense magic power on his toes, preparing to gather a thunderbolt to blow up this strange box.

But before he could accumulate enough magic power, after such an operation by the other party, he felt that the force binding his own magic power was ten times stronger, and he really couldn't mobilize even a trace of magic power, and even his body was tightly bound. His gray-white long hair was now standing straight up like steel needles, also motionless.

"What... is... this?" He opened his mouth with difficulty.

"Ah, the quasi-magnetic flux effect of magic power." Leonard said. "Similar to the flux pinning effect of superconductivity. The magic coil will generate a vertical quasi-magnetic field—of course, this thing is not a magnetic field, it only has an effect on magic power. We suspect that magic power and spirit are similar to the relationship between electricity and magnetism. This quasi-magnetic field, I call it the spiritual force field—ah, I've gone too far. In short, this vertical spiritual force field will fix the magic energy defects or potential wells inside the magic object."

"Therefore, the magic power inside your body, and even the body carrying magic power, will be fixed by the spiritual force field."

Seeing Odin's blank expression, Leonard sighed. "Well, it's a bit difficult for you gods to understand this. In short, just imagine that countless steel wires have passed through your body and nailed you here."

"Your gods' magic is too powerful. No physical material can trap you, so locking magic power is the only means. This third-generation God-Prisoning Cage is already the best. At first, we used magic shielding devices and magic laser pressure devices, but the effect of the spiritual force field is the best."

God-Prisoning Cage...

Odin gritted his teeth, but he hated that his divine power couldn't be exerted at all in this so-called "God-Prisoning Cage," so he had to close his eyes and say nothing, just pretending not to hear.

"Mr. Odin." Leonard said. "As a main god, you must have been noble in the past. We are not very willing to treat you in this way, just considering your destructive power, we have to do so. But if you can cooperate, we will try to make your prisoner life more comfortable."

Odin was extremely angry, but he hated that he couldn't exert half of his divine power in this so-called "God-Prisoning Cage," so he had to close his eyes and say nothing, just pretending not to hear.

"Fine." Leonard looked at the other party's appearance and knew he wouldn't cooperate. This was also expected.

They had captured more than a dozen so-called "gods," and none of them were willing to cooperate. Moreover, these gods seemed to be indifferent to all kinds of injuries. Even if their bodies were burned to ashes and their magic power was worn out, they were fearless. The researchers really had no better way to deal with them.

"Try to cut some tissue down." Leonard sighed and ordered his assistant, then left.

On the other side, Murphy's bombing effect was not very good. Although the monsters were cleared again, Dagda was still alive.

This god's attack power was far inferior to Odin's, and he didn't have the other party's ability to flash, but he had a huge advantage.

Celtic mythology is the local mythology of the United Kingdom. Dagda is almost immortal as long as he stands on this land.

No matter what kind of attack, even if his body is blown to pieces, he can still be resurrected from those flesh and blood fragments. And when Murphy prepared to follow the old pattern and lock him into the God-Prisoning Cage, the other party could abandon the current flesh at any time and be reborn from the body of another wild beast.

On Stonehenge, which was guarded by his cauldron, the runes had been lit up for the most part. At this time, Stonehenge was flashing with various colors of brilliance, and in the center, a crack was gradually splitting open, vaguely visible behind it a huge monster army was stirring.

At the same time, the disaster in Rio was also intensifying. The Brazilian Ministry of Magic actually refused the Countermeasure Bureau's request for help. They replied that they had already contacted the Magical Congress of the United States and the Ministries of Magic of the member states of the International Confederation of Wizards, and wizards from various countries were helping them, so they didn't need the Wizard Alliance to intervene.

However, the wizards sent to deal with the "magic disaster" clearly underestimated the scale of this disaster. They only sent a small team of less than 50 people in total. Almost as soon as they entered the battlefield, they were submerged in hundreds of thousands of sea monsters, and they didn't even make a splash.

But because of their delay, the situation in Rio changed again.

A cloud of blood escaped from the corpses all over the city, turned into several blood bands, and was accreted, surging toward the huge statue on Christ the Redeemer. It sank into the stone statue nearly 40 meters high.

The stone statue was soaked in tens of tons of blood, and the whole became blood red, but immediately the blood color faded away, and the stone statue suddenly shook.

"Hoo!"

After a huge gasp, the stone statue's open arms slowly lowered, and it took a step forward.

"Boom!"

In front of the stone statue was originally just a cliff with nothing, but after a deafening loud noise, it stepped on a staircase built of light in the air.

"Boom!"

Another loud noise, and the stone statue's movements became more brisk.

And behind it, boundless blood suddenly surged out, outlining a disk, but as it took another step forward, the disk suddenly changed color, and the golden-white dazzling light shone on the world. The stone statue stood in mid-air, lowering its head and drooping its eyebrows, overlooking the city that had almost turned into ruins.

Then it opened its mouth and issued an order to the human world.

"Worship me." It said.

But before it finished speaking, a beam of light hit its head, shattering the stone, and even pressing its huge body down by several meters.

At the same time, several missiles rose from bases all over the British and Soviet countries.

(End of chapter) ===== CHAPTER 428 =====