Stupid Odin

Don't think the believers are being cruel to their ships. If they weren't, the God-King would be cruel to them. At this point, if you're not choosing a side, are you with Ægir?

Or are you hoping to run back to the Sea God Temple and beg the God-King to raise the tides so your ships can float again?

From the beginning of creation until now, only a few decades have passed in the mortal realm. How could anyone forget the grace and ruthlessness of the Æsir gods?

Especially after the public display of the Kraken's corpse not long ago, the mortal kings and nobles deeply understood that the gods of Asgard were very diligent and frequently performed miracles.

Three days is enough time for them to do many things.

The eight words "Heaven and Earth Overturn, Seas Run Dry" are enough for the priests of various temples to make a big deal out of it.

"Go! Go! Everyone who can go to the sea, go!"

"Witness the supreme divine power of the Æsir God-King, Thors!"

"Foolish mortals, you must firmly believe in the God-King!"

"Bring all your gold! Yes, the gold you originally planned to offer to that damned Ægir and his wife. Offer the gold to the Æsir gods who truly control the fate of the mortal realm!"

"Except for the Æsir gods, all others are false gods—"

Three days is a bit rushed, but it's enough for the priests to put on a grand show.

On the roads leading to the sea, the sides were filled with Æsir Church believers acting as guides, leading the 'spectating' populace to where to set up camp and where to receive the flatbread distributed by the church.

Certain high slopes by the sea suitable for viewing were all divided into squares, each square being a resting area for a noble family, their servants, and guards.

Large numbers of musicians took turns performing, and loud bugle calls rose and fell.

As the time drew near, one after another, charlatans, cough, priests, came to the conspicuous rostrum, loudly chanting hymns praising the God-King Thors.

The millions of mortals were not disappointed. The illusion of the divine messenger Hermodr appeared again. This time, his illusion was a hundred meters tall. His white robe with gold trim would probably become the object of imitation for mortal priests and nobles after today's appearance, and trigger a new wave of fashion.

He waved his left hand horizontally and raised a radiant long sword in his right hand.

If any mortal had enough insight, they would discover that this was the [Sword of Midgard], which Thors temporarily regarded as a chicken rib.

Hermodr's voice was not transmitted through the air, but directly to the hearts of every mortal by the sound of the soul.

[The will of God-King Thors * Paulsen is absolute!]

[He watches over the Nine Realms and rules the Nine Realms! Striving to ensure that the mortals of the Nine Realms are not disturbed by chaos and evil!]

[However, there are always some arrogant people in the world who do not understand the grace of the God-King and trample on the kindness of the God-King!]

[In that case, the God-King hereby declares—if you want war, then war it is!]

[Even if the heavens and earth overturn, and the seas run dry!]

The ending was still that fierce declaration!

As Hermodr's last word fell, a terrifying phantom figure ten kilometers high suddenly appeared in the sky above the sea. Thors, in golden helmet and armor, cast down a sharp divine light.

He didn't even use weapons. He just pointed his left hand at the boundless sea in the eyes of the mortals below.

The rumbling sound from the depths of the earth instantly became one.

The earth was shaking, and the mortals were trembling.

The millions of mortals surrounding the sea, without exception, were so frightened that their legs trembled, and they prostrated themselves on the ground.

Some of the bolder ones looked at the sea out of the corner of their eyes and found that the sea was indeed receding.

It wasn't the ordinary ebb and flow of the tide, but a receding coastline that retreated in units of [hundreds of meters]. Countless fish, shrimp, and crabs didn't have time to follow the tide, and frantically jumped on the beach.

In the past, this kind of God-given grace would definitely attract the fishermen by the sea to scramble for it.

But now.

Touched?

Dare not move! Dare not move!

The sea level continued to drop frantically, and soon retreated to the end of the mortal's vision. Before long, from the direction that originally belonged to the center of the sea, there came an earth-shattering sound of battle.

There were thick angry curses and the roars of giant creatures!

The mortals knew that the Æsir gods were征讨 (zheng tao - 'punishing') the unfaithful.

They were both nervous and excited.

This was the legendary battle of the gods!

Even if they couldn't witness it with their own eyes, just listening to it from afar would be enough to weave a story to boast to future generations.

Thors didn't let the mortals get up.

Divine power is vast! Divine power is unpredictable!

Even the Æsir gods themselves have not yet gotten rid of barbarism and ignorance. How could Thors casually give mortals the opportunity to despise divine power?

Thors turned his gaze to the place that originally belonged to the deep sea…

An hour ago, Thors sent a special envoy to issue a final ultimatum.

It wasn't Hermodr, but a mortal man's soul randomly selected by Hela.

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This ghost envoy was weak and ugly, precisely stepping on the Ægir couple's landmine.

To put it bluntly, Thors had even been somewhat afraid that his prestige was too great, causing Ægir and his wife to surrender.

In the epic, Ægir and his nine daughters are an independent god clan. They belong neither to the Æsir gods nor to the Vanir gods.

These guys rely on hiding in the deep sea and can actually not give face to either side.

The most outrageous thing is that the historians and bards describe Odin like this—Odin only glanced at Ægir with divine power, which scared Ægir out of his wits, and he bowed down and worshiped.

This description made Thors feel the most difficult to bear.

Because the time point when they appeared in the epic was after the Æsir gods had to make peace with the Vanir gods and exchange 'divine essence' with each other. Just thinking about it, Ægir's divine duty is [Water], which Odin just used to restrain his restless Njord in his camp.

As a result, it was just a small god clan, with only two gods in total, plus 9 daughters with divinity (let's assume they are goddesses). Odin was actually willing to let them listen to announcements but not obey orders, becoming legitimate vassals. In the end, even [Ragnarok] didn't affect these guys, and they continued to make waves and rob mortals in later generations.

In this life, even Njord has become the handguard relief of the God Sword. Of course, Thors cannot allow these trashy things that even dare to steal his divine duty to jump around.

As the saying goes, wise gods are hard to find, but arrogant and self-destructive false gods are everywhere.

As expected, the trash envoy that Thors deliberately sent was destroyed.

The other party also considerately let a soul beast eat the envoy's soul remnants cleanly, digested them, and then sent them back.

In that case, there is nothing to say.

Ægir's operation unexpectedly ignited the anger of all the Æsir gods and giants in Valhalla.

Thors decided to send troops before letting Hermodr notify the mortals and announce the implementation of the [Seas Run Dry] plan.

"Rumble rumble!"

Of course, the changes in the sea could not be hidden from Ægir, who was the God of Water. He watched the water body drain from his divine duty domain at a speed visible to the naked eye, and the whole god was dumbfounded.