Stupid Odin

Over here, Downs couldn't help but laugh when he saw Hela walking out of the palace with a graceful demeanor, taking dainty, ladylike steps.

Ultimately, Hela still cares a lot about what the gods think. If she had a choice, she definitely wouldn't want to revert to her true form within Asgard's borders, feeling it would affect her reputation.

The battlefield is another matter entirely.

Some warriors who don't look fierce enough will even paint their faces with seemingly ferocious war paint, or directly wear masks with blue faces and fangs.

Otherwise, if a pretty boy rushes in, the enemy will think you're just fodder.

On the battlefield, Hela's demigod-half-corpse appearance is quite intimidating.

Odin watched Hela take over Thor's task, and he felt quite uncomfortable. Any discerning person could see that Downs was cultivating another independent god-level general.

Odin couldn't help but regret: I was the first!

Even knowing that he couldn't solve Hela's terrifying demigod-half-corpse state, Odin couldn't help but fantasize about how great it would be if Hela could listen to his orders and fight on the battlefield under his command!

Ahem! Wishful thinking.

Precisely because he knew that Hela and Loki were likely to completely side with his eldest brother Downs, Odin couldn't help but feel resentful, secretly hoping that Hela would fail this time.

Meanwhile, Hela had just left the palace and hadn't reached the Rainbow Bridge when Loki intercepted her.

"Father!" Hela gave a well-behaved salute.

Loki seemed a little hesitant: "This task... doesn't necessarily require fighting and killing. As long as you bring back the pot, you'll have done a great job. Do you understand, my daughter?"

Loki truly loved his daughter. He even imagined her growing up and marrying a handsome male god. He was a little afraid that Hela's excessive killing would scare off the young male gods.

Obviously, Hela had her own ideas. She smiled slightly: "You're right, Father. I will uphold His Majesty's will and be polite before resorting to force."

"That's for the best."

...

In this life, the so-called Ægir's Hall at the end of the world is actually just a barren land in the far north of Jotunheim. This thing is like the 'Ends of the Earth' before Downs's transmigration, purely a place name cobbled together by people in that era with their limited understanding.

In Downs's opinion, even beyond the entire Ginnungagap world, it couldn't be called the end of the world.

Anyway, Hela used the Rainbow Bridge to arrive directly at this broken place.

What appeared before Hela was an incredibly crude castle. Aside from the relatively neat stones, its only feature was its size. Any door was fifty or sixty meters high, and the three-story castle was over three hundred meters tall.

Incidentally, the craftsmanship of this castle was also quite poor. There were large gaps between the bricks, basically just smeared with mud. But it had only been a few days, and Hela could already see light coming through from the outside.

The dazzling rainbow light descended, naturally attracting the attention of the owner.

When Hela arrived with her hellhound Garm and a group of giants who intended to help move things, a burly giant, forty meters tall and wildly dressed, rushed out from inside with a dozen male and female giants.

The giant raised a four-meter 'short knife' made of unknown giant beast bones at Hela and shouted angrily: "What are you damn gods doing here? You're not welcome here!"

Compared to this giant, Hela, who was only five meters tall, was a little thing, but standing on Garm's shoulders was a different story.

Hela gracefully bent her knees, slightly spread her legs, and, holding the hem of her evening gown, gave a ladylike salute she had learned from Downs.

"Good day, strong giant. I am Hela of the Aesir. I apologize for the intrusion, but I have no malicious intent."

"No malicious intent? I don't believe a word of it!" The giant replied rudely.

"Our Aesir have just defeated a self-proclaimed god race that overestimated their abilities and are preparing a grand banquet. But we lack a pot large enough to cook our dead enemies, so we would like to borrow a large pot from you, sir. Of course, it's not free. We will offer a small gift."

Hela snapped her fingers smartly!

Giants beside her immediately carried over a fresh corpse of a super-sized humpback whale and a large box of gold coins, a box of giant size.

The sincerity was considerable.

But the giant didn't appreciate it: "Humph! I, Hymir, have nothing to say to you gods."

"Uh, actually, I'm also a pure-blooded giant, but I just happen to have mastered some extraordinary divine power and joined the Aesir. If you don't mind, Mr. Hymir, our God-King Downs *Paulson welcomes all giants to join. Oh, His Majesty also has half-giant blood."

Hela gave enough respect, but some giants are really stubborn and prefer to be forced rather than persuaded.

"Hmph! Get out! If you take my pot for cooking meat, what will I use to eat meat in the future?" Originally, when Hymir said this, Hela's face had already begun to look bad.

An unexpected figure appeared, directly igniting the atmosphere on the scene.

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"God! God! God! What I hate most are those damn gods!" Accompanied by a sharp roar shaking the atmosphere, a mountain of human heads appeared before Hela and the giants belonging to the Aesir.

So big! So disgusting!

Hela once thought that the so-called giant monster with 900 heads was Odin's bragging.

Now it seems that this is not the case.

Looking from afar, this is a giant 'corn cob' more than thirty stories high!

The disgusting thing is that, in addition to having a set of sturdy limbs comparable to the ancestor giant Ymir, each 'kernel' on this old hag's body is actually composed of a human or giant's head. Some heads are connected to a slender neck like a snake, while others are connected to the upper body of a human or small giant, also holding knives, swords, and other weapons.

There is no need to verify. Just one glance is enough to know that this old hag is a monster born after being completely eroded by the power of chaos.

Now that's good, Hymir hasn't decided to fight yet, but his old mother directly went berserk, completely out of control, swinging two big sticks taller than Hymir himself, striding her legs with exaggerated length, and charging towards Hela.

"No! Wait! Mother, that is..." Hymir still wanted to persuade.

"Go to hell! Aesir——" The old hag had already declared war.

"Oh? So your intention is to start a war." There wasn't a trace of panic on Hela's face. On the contrary, a warlike aura spread from her body.

Hymir stared blankly as the delicate Aesir goddess before him instantly turned into a demigod-half-corpse monster.

Precisely because half of her body was a beautiful goddess, the horror of the other half of her body was even more prominent due to the contrast.

"Hoo hoo! Haha! Hehehehe——"肆意 的 狂笑声, 响彻 四方.