Chapter 134

The battle in the storm spread across the entire Half-blood realm as if it had wings.

Naturally, the Shenzhou half-bloods played no small part in fueling the rumors.

Leaving aside the increasingly eerie atmosphere on the cherry blossom side due to the information Li Ang revealed, Odin himself now had no interest in such matters.

If before He had merely suspected "Constantine" was problematic, He now knew with absolute certainty that the other was an ambitious schemer, just like Himself, hidden within the world.

In fact, He had hidden even deeper than Odin.

After all, until now, Odin had never sensed any trace of Him.

Yet Constantine seemed to know Odin inside and out—even that He possessed puppets—and the information asymmetry between them was complete.

Thinking of this, the golden light in Odin's single eye began to flicker violently.

He hated it—years of planning had vanished like a dream, a bubble, in a single day.

The chance of seizing Bai Wang's power under the world's watchful eyes was already minuscule, let alone that the Sheji Eight Families had secretly begun their investigation.

Anything done leaves traces.

No one noticed before, but under current circumstances, someone clever would inevitably uncover the clues.

Thinking of this, Odin whispered the name of the culprit behind it all:

"Constantine."

But fortunately, He still held the final trump card capable of reversing the tide.

Yet if He used that card, the power He had painstakingly accumulated would likely be lost by more than half.

But now, did this Norse god-king have any other choice?

Unless He was willing to abandon all his plans and go into hiding.

But the key issue is:

The Black King is about to return.

Odin had no more time to reorganize his strategy.

"Heh."

"Constantine, Nott."

"Let you, the Bronze and Fire King, witness the pinnacle of alchemy."

As He murmured softly, a vast alchemical matrix unfolded beneath Odin's feet.

"Then."

"Which point in time should I return to?"

Odin's mind flashed through everything that had recently occurred, and gradually, a plan formed.

All the variables stemmed from that night when He sent a death servant to attack Constantine.

If so—

"Goodbye, Constantine."

As the words fell, the alchemical matrix beneath Odin's feet began to rotate like a clock.

The summer night breeze dispersed the day's heat.

In the presidential suite on the top floor of a five-star hotel in New York, Li Ang abruptly withdrew from his Qi cultivation.

".?"

He rubbed his forehead, feeling a headache.

'What's going on? With my current physical condition, could I even get sick?'

Li Ang sensed something was off.

He stood up and stretched, then suddenly noticed something strange.

'What's going on with my power??'

Li Ang realized his power had inexplicably surged to an absurdly high level compared to earlier that day.

He quickly opened his career panel and saw a dense array of career information.

Most striking, of course, was:

【Dragon Vein Alchemist lv1 (342/1000)】.

'Something's wrong,' Li Ang slowly narrowed his eyes.

He had only triggered this career that morning—how could he have already advanced by night?

More crucially—

He saw the message indicating the end of the major event.

At that moment, Li Ang felt something on his right index finger.

He lifted his hand and saw a ring shaped like a ouroboros, but with a dragon as its main form.

'This is—'

Li Ang reached out with his left hand and traced the ring—next instant, a tidal wave of memories flooded his mind.

"Hss"

He clutched his throbbing head, his eyes growing brighter.

"Just as I suspected—Odin chose this path."

Odin's choice to Restart the world was no surprise to Li Ang.

Rather, everything was unfolding exactly as he had planned.

'I just wonder what memories Odin altered.'

In the original story, this Norse god-king replaced Chu Chu Zihang's life path with Lu Mingfei's.

From this, it was clear He couldn't alter anything however He pleased.

With a hint of anticipation, Li Ang opened the transformation information for 【Immortal】.

【Participate in and lead a super-large-scale (standard planetary size) ritual whose element is 'truth and falsehood' (x).】

Li Ang sighed with slight disappointment, but his heart was not discouraged:

'Of course, hoping to ascend directly to the top is still too difficult.'

'Besides, relying on Odin to complete the ritual is still far too unpredictable.'

He already had a rough guess about the reason for the failure.

It was either because Odin's operation didn't count as his own leadership, or because Odin hadn't altered the memories.

Soon, Li Ang regained control of his emotions; after all, this had merely been an attempt made under tight time constraints.

Besides, it would be absurd if such an impossibly difficult condition could be fulfilled so easily.

Moreover, besides this condition, there were other outrageous requirements to transform into 【Immortal】.

'I can only figure out what Odin actually changed.'

As Li Ang thought this, a dense patter of rain began striking the floor-to-ceiling windows of the presidential suite.

Startled by the sudden rain, Li Ang whipped his head toward the window.

'Odin!?'

He hadn't expected the King of Sky and Wind to show up so quickly—this was the exact moment when a massive wave of Death Servants was supposed to attack him.

Yet now, the Death Servants had become Odin himself.

'So is He planning to kill me outright before anything has even happened?'

Watching the storm outside grow fiercer, Li Ang narrowed his eyes slightly.

He believed Odin didn't know he had regained his previous memories.

'Since He's come to me on his own, don't blame me for being ruthless.'

'Odin.'

Meanwhile.

In a cramped bedroom in Brooklyn, New York.

A slumped youth was frantically controlling a divine being on his screen when he suddenly froze.

After a few seconds, he snapped back to awareness.

The youth scratched his head and muttered under his breath: 'Could it be that too many takeoffs have made me lose focus?'

The youth didn't dwell on the odd moment—he simply prepared to resume control.

At that moment, he noticed a ring had somehow appeared on his right hand, the one holding the mouse.