Stupid Odin

Despite its desperate struggles, the Great Eagle Vedrfolnir, having lost its aerial advantage, ultimately couldn't resist the dual strangulation of Jormungandr's venom and constricting coils.

After much thrashing, it let out a long screech before finally its massive head drooped down.

The instant Jormungandr succeeded, Thorns sent his congratulations, his divine voice echoing from afar: "Jormungandr, you've worked hard! Are you injured?"

Hearing Thorns' first words were these, the serpent's icy heart seemed to gain a bit of warmth: "Just some superficial wounds, nothing serious."

Thorns' divine gaze swept across the surroundings: "Your contribution is noted. You may rest, or choose a new opponent according to your wishes."

"Thank you, Your Majesty the God-King!" The serpent nodded: "I'm a little exhausted, but I'll be able to continue fighting after a short rest."

It was truly moved!

To deal with such a peer-level aerial tyrant, even with a complete advantage, strangling it to death was a strenuous task.

It was all worth it!

At this point, Jormungandr knew its path to redemption was indeed complete. With this great achievement in [Ragnarok], it wouldn't have to hide anymore, and could even legitimately become a sacred beast of the Aesir, a thought that filled it with joy.

At the moment of Vedrfolnir's death, Odin noticed that one of the [Nine Realms Swords] suddenly shone brightly!

It was the [Sword of Alfheim], representing the sky and light!

On this ornate golden divine sword, a large eagle head gradually materialized on the previously empty hilt.

It was a relief of Vedrfolnir's head!

Thorns clicked his tongue: "Although Vedrfolnir isn't of the light attribute, in the standard sense, it is a being of [Sky], so it'll do."

Just like the King of Alfheim isn't the god of light, Baldr, but the god of sunlight and fertility, Freyr.

This world never said that the attributes had to be 100% compatible to be used as a sword spirit.

Similar attributes can actually work, at the cost of slightly reducing the divine sword's power.

The key is that after some sensing, Thorns discovered that the sword spirits of the Nine Realms Swords can actually be replaced.

Unlike ordinary divine swords, the power source of ordinary divine swords is relatively singular. The power of the Nine Realms Swords comes from a designated small world, so who represents that world isn't that important.

Thus, the [Sword of Alfheim]… is complete!

Odin, then, became the target for testing this brand new sword of light!

It was light!

Blinding light!

The source of the light seemed to be a golden eagle with exaggeratedly spread wings.

As Vedrfolnir, transformed into a sword spirit, extended its claws, Odin instinctively recoiled, raising his left hand to try to block the cleaving sword light.

At this moment, the tip of the sword of light seemed to undergo a strange displacement, the very tip vanishing.

Before Odin could react, a slender line of blood appeared on his back, at the position of his left scapula.

A second later, not only did that blood line bloom with a brilliant golden color incompatible with the chaotic aura, but the blood line also rapidly extended to both sides. As if a butcher were cutting meat, it caused the flesh of the entire wound to turn outwards.

Not only did it turn outwards, but a large amount of golden light exploded.

The holy aura repeatedly exploded within this chaotic body, and wherever the golden light reached, it blasted flesh and blood into a bloody mess.

The depth of this wound was such that even the broken ends of several severed ribs could be seen.

"Ahhh!" Odin couldn't help but let out a painful howl!

Who knew, Thorns didn't seem too satisfied with the power of this brand new sword of light.

With a thought, this time the sword of light appeared not far below Odin's right knee, and with another cleave, a straight, inclined golden line immediately appeared at the joint between Odin's right toes and the sole of his foot. That golden line, from top to bottom, said goodbye to Odin's toes and the sole of his foot.

The power of this sword was so great that it even caused a deep gully over a hundred meters long to appear on the ground.

No one knew how deep this sword mark was!

Odin wailed: "Ahhh! How dare you! How dare you…"

The scene in everyone's vision seemed to enter slow motion.

The mastermind who started the Twilight of the Gods finally had a look of horror on his face. He screamed as he lost his balance.

At the moment Odin fell to the ground in a disheveled state, his severed toes, carrying turbid blood, spun and flew out.

Frankly speaking, with the regenerative ability of chaotic beings, Odin only needed to reattach the toes to the wound, and maybe he could be walking as if nothing happened after a while.

Thorns didn't give Odin this chance. The roots of the World Tree moved, immediately piercing into these toes that had lost their owner, dragging these fragmented limbs and re-drilling into the ground.

"No! No—"

Some things can only be lost once, and once lost, they can never grow back.

Without his toes, Odin obviously couldn't adapt, and thrashed on the ground several times without getting up.

At this moment, another grand duel on the ground had also been decided.

A few minutes ago, Thor, who didn't give the dragon any chance, after repeated back-and-forth battles, was knocked away by Fafnir again and again, finally seized the opportunity to smash Fafnir's right wing.

The dragon's wings are not only flying tools, they are also important shields to protect the dragon's body. The tough and highly elastic wing membrane can even knock away large crossbow bolts from most human crossbows. Thor smashed the supporting bone of the right wing near the dragon's body, causing it to lose its protective function for the dragon's body.

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This laid the foundation for Thor's subsequent series of attacks.

After a series of pulls, Thor finally smashed Fafnir's head.

When Fafnir's dragon body fell heavily to the ground, the [Sword of Svartalfheim] in Thorns' hand emitted a dazzling light.

Nothing can better represent this land of dwarves and gnomes than a ferocious giant dragon transformed from a dwarf.

The epic [Edda] doesn't have a very high evaluation of Fafnir. Because in the poem, it wasn't a god who killed Fafnir, but a mortal hero named Sigurd (with two other translations being Siegfried and Sigurðr) who killed him with a divine sword.

In this life, perhaps it's too early, and it's unknown whether Sigurd has been born yet.

As a result, this slightly weaker evil dragon was killed by the new generation of god clan's tough guy, Thor.

Thor wasn't even injured much. Thorns sensed it, and this kid had 29 wounds all over his body, and they were all superficial wounds.

In any case, another divine sword advanced.

Thorns naturally carried out the sword testing to the end!

Unlike other divine swords, the [Sword of Svartalfheim] focuses on a heavy sword without an edge!

When Thorns threw this sword out, even he felt a little out of control.

As a sky god, he could easily make something weighing several tons fly in the sky with his divine will.

Some swords don't look like they weigh a few pounds, but once they're weighed, they can't stop at thousands of tons!

When this heavy sword with 'dwarf' as its sword spirit smashed down, Odin couldn't take it.