Chapter 493: The Lord of the Northern European Strange Tales Battles Odin (?)

"Come."

As this word fell, the atmosphere on the scene instantly became utterly murderous.

At this moment, the vast majority of the Norse gods present wore blank expressions.

They had considered many possibilities, but never this one.

What a joke—everyone knew that the 【Spear of Eternity · Gungnir】 was a powerful divine artifact on par with the 【Dusk Sacred Spear】, yet the opponent was actually trying to counter it with some broken spear obtained from who knows where.

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The Norse gods very much wanted to comfort themselves with that thought, but upon feeling the terrifying sharpness pressed dead against their chests, they couldn't help but swallow hard.

Whether it was an illusion or not, they all felt that the javelin in the enemy's hand bore some resemblance to their own great god's 【Spear of Eternity】.

Combined with the name the opponent had revealed earlier—

An utterly absurd guess instantly arose in the gods' hearts.

That thing... wouldn't it also be 【Gungnir】?!

With such thoughts, the Norse gods instinctively looked toward their own great god.

At this moment, upon seeing 【Great God Declaration · Gungnir】, Odin gradually grew solemn.

Things seemed to be slipping beyond his control. He had originally assumed the group opposite was members of some secret organization, but now it seemed it wasn't that simple.

After a brief silence, Odin slightly raised his head, revealing his left eye, which had been hidden beneath the brim of his hat.

His left eye was not a normal eye, but a crystal that constantly flickered with magical script.

This was the item he had obtained after sacrificing his left eye to the Well of Wisdom in order to learn Lu En magic.

The crystal that replaced his left eye could not only help Odin increase the power of his Lu En magic, but also allow him to foresee the future.

Now, this great god was going to see exactly what that javelin in the opponent's hand was.

As the crystal began to emit faint rays of light, countless chaotic images began flooding into Odin's mind.

Odin had not used his foresight ability for the first time, but it was the first time he had encountered such a strange situation.

However, before he could discern the content within the images, a sudden premonition of death filled his heart.

Death, death, death, death, death, death, death!

Characters representing death began flashing through these images one after another, and then—

This great god saw it.

Odin gasped heavily and violently pulled himself out of the foresight state.

He had failed to discern exactly what the opponent held in hand, only knowing it was definitely nothing good.

Because in every image he foresaw, there was only the scene of himself being pierced through the chest by the javelin and pinned dead to the ground.

Without exception, as if it were a death fated by destiny itself.

Carrying lingering unease, Odin fell silent.

Compared to the spear in his own hand, the javelin the opponent held seemed better suited to bear the name 【Spear of Eternity · Gungnir】.

As such a thought rose in his heart, the white-haired old man couldn't help but reveal a bitter smile, then put away the weapon in his hand.

Victory and defeat had been decided; there was no need to continue fighting.

And upon noticing his action, the Norse gods couldn't help but be stunned.

What did this mean? Could it be that the great god felt using 【Spear of Eternity · Gungnir】 was overkill?

Just as they were thinking this, they heard Odin speak: "Winter Goddess Skadi defeats Great God Odin, bringing about Ragnarok, and becomes the next-generation chief god of the Norse pantheon."

"What do you think of this version?"

Upon hearing this, Skadi replied in a tone that was unclear whether mocking or approving: "A wise choice."

Saying so, she put away 【Great God Declaration】 and swept her gaze across the Norse gods present.

Compared to the great god in her memory, this "Odin" before her was far too soft, making even her feel it was somewhat boring.

But that was fine too—after all, it would let her quickly complete her Master's instructions.

At this moment, the Norse gods present gradually understood what Odin meant by his words.

Their faces instantly filled with anxiety as they looked toward the white-haired old man: "Great god?!"

We were ready to fight to the death—why does Your Majesty surrender first?!

Fine, they weren't actually prepared to fight to the death either, but you—as the chief god of the Norse pantheon—kneeling so readily, isn't that a bit inappropriate?

Feeling the complicated gazes from behind, Odin rolled his eyes speechlessly. "Don't call me great god. From now on, you must show respect like to Skadi as you do to me."

He naturally knew what these fellows were scheming—nothing more than hoping he would clash with that group opposite—but he wasn't stupid enough to foresee a death ending and still charge straight into it.

Of course, it wasn't only for that reason—after all, if the opponent merely wanted to take control of the Norse pantheon, they shouldn't be in mortal danger in the short term.

During this period, they could naturally find a way to resolve the matter.

Upon hearing this, the Norse gods exchanged uncertain glances.

Re... respect?

They didn't seem to have shown much respect to Odin in the past, after all—this great god was really rather unreliable.

After a while, the gods present one after another lowered their heads toward Skadi: "Great god."

Taking advantage of the lowered heads that hid their expressions, the blue-haired man who had previously exchanged a look with Hela instantly turned dark and grim.

He did indeed want to guide the coming of Ragnarok, but not like this.

After all, aside from swapping out one great god, what difference was there from before in the current Norse pantheon?

Just as the blue-haired man was thinking this, a jet-black rift appeared out of thin air beside Skadi.

Li Ang looked down at the obedient Norse gods below and couldn't help but raise an eyebrow: "Scathach indeed did not betray my expectations."

He had thought that taking over the Norse pantheon would require his own intervention—he hadn't expected the Pseudo-Servants to handle the job so beautifully.

'Indeed, developing this technology was the right call.'

Thinking this, Li Ang let out a soft laugh.

Scathach clearly hadn't expected her Master to return so quickly; she had originally planned to fine-tune the group of Norse gods below.

But the Queen quickly regained her composure. First, she returned the 【Great God's Declaration】 to Li Ang, then spoke: "Thanks to your weapon, Master, I was able to proceed so smoothly."

"Heh."

Li Ang smiled and shook his head, offering no rebuttal.