Stupid Odin

As soon as Brunhilde said this, Gullveig's divine body trembled violently on the spot, shaking like she was sifting rice.

Such a genuine reaction couldn't deceive anyone.

In the heavenly prison, by the light of the undying fire element, everyone could clearly see that Gullveig would immediately revive after each kill, but her tattered clothes would not repair themselves. After being killed several times, large areas were inevitably damaged.

This made it even clearer: the waist, which was originally covered in large, dark tattoos, was now a patch of snow-white skin.

Even Thor, who didn't like to use his brain, understood something: "Ah! The tattoos are her life?"

Thanos sneered: "She probably used some kind of evil magic to seal some powerful beings within her body. Once she suffers a major injury, she transfers the damage to those scapegoats. After all the substitutes are used up, she's truly finished when she suffers a fatal attack again."

As Thanos spoke each word of the ultimate secret of Gullveig's immortality, the arrogance that once hung on her face was gone. She struggled to kneel and kowtowed repeatedly.

"Your Majesty Paulson! I'm sorry! I'm really sorry! I didn't mean to mock the Aesir. I was ordered by Njord to deliberately provoke you, so you would lose your minds and launch a full-scale attack to conquer Vanaheim. Please spare me! I really didn't mean to look down on the Aesir..."

Gullveig was afraid, she was truly afraid.

Perhaps it was true that those with multiple health bars were even more afraid of death.

Thanos curled his lip: "I'm not a sadist. I'll give you a chance to remove all the extra tattoos yourself."

Gullveig's eyes widened. She really, really wanted to say no.

But if she didn't, Thor would definitely continue to kill her without hesitation until he destroyed her last substitute tattoo.

"Ah, Wuu Wuu Wuu..." Pain and despair completely broke Gullveig down: "Yes, I'm sorry, I'll remove them right away. I'll do it now. Please allow me to use magic."

Thanos nodded.

Gullveig didn't dare to play tricks this time, probably because that terrifying divine sword was still stuck in her body.

Waves of black light lit up on her divine body, and with each tattoo that shattered, her whole body trembled violently.

After it was done, she even allowed the Valkyrie to repeatedly check her body like a lamb waiting to be slaughtered.

"Your Majesty, is, is this okay now?" Gullveig begged.

Feeling the timidity in her eyes and listening to her rambling pleas for mercy, Thanos curled his lip: "I still prefer the arrogant you from before. But, the current you isn't bad either..."

The once extremely arrogant Vanir goddess revealed a weak but submissive flattering smile.

That night, at the banquet in the Hall of Merriment, everyone let out a cry of surprise when they saw Gullveig being dragged in by the Valkyrie.

The visual impact was too exaggerated: a Valkyrie less than 1.8 meters tall was dragging a Vanir goddess five meters tall, using only a rope that could be easily broken free from, yet the latter was incredibly docile.

The giants and gods who had just rotated down immediately burst into cheers and laughter.

"Hahahaha!"

"Isn't this the goddess who provoked our Aesir?"

"Where's your arrogance after not seeing you for half a day?"

"Why don't you break free? Or should we give you a sword and let you fight us?"

Countless taunts were like hundreds of knives and swords stabbing into the heart of this goddess, who had become more delicate in appearance. Her whole body trembled violently, but she lowered her head and didn't dare to refute any of the taunts.

Coupled with the meteorite retaliation, this time, the giants and gods were completely convinced by His Majesty the God-King.

Whatever small matter of Odin's slip-up in the morning had long been thrown to the back of their minds. They unscrupulously cursed Gullveig, indulging in verbal taunts.

Thanos clapped his hands, and everyone immediately quieted down: "Alright, Lady Gullveig has fully realized her mistake. To atone for her sins, she has decided to join our Aesir as a divine attendant. Now, let her present a dance that is characteristic of the Vanir!"

What is humiliation?

This is humiliation!

How fiercely she mocked the entire Aesir in the morning, she would bear the consequences a hundredfold in the evening.

Although she had ten thousand unwillingnesses in her heart, she turned them into ten thousand obedience after surrendering.

Amidst the laughter of the onlookers, she bowed to the God-King, and then, as the Vanir music hastily rehearsed by the dwarf musicians began to play, she stretched her limbs to the rhythm like a puppet, trying hard to manage her expression, pretending to be happy, and pretending not to hear the whistles around her.

Such multiple blows were the most devastating to a goddess.

Looking at her still graceful dance, Thanos couldn't help but think of why the emperors of all dynasties before he transmigrated always encountered enemy kings who could sing and dance.

It's very simple!

Either have your head hung on the city gate, or become able to sing and dance, you always have to choose one.

For the Aesir, who had just evolved from a savage style of drinking blood and wearing animal skins, this kind of enemy who mocked their own people didn't deserve to enjoy a third ending.

Although she danced far less well than the Light Elves, and although her appearance could only be considered above average, her status as a Vanir goddess alone was enough to make the audience howl and excitedly pat their chests and raise their weapons.

After the three dances were over, Thanos walked over, carried Gullveig like a sack in public, and strode towards the back hall, bringing the atmosphere of the banquet to its peak!

Gullveig's head was hanging upside down, and her ears were filled with the crazy screams of the Aesir gods and giants.

The terrifying humiliation tormented her like ten thousand arrows piercing her heart.

But to her shock, she found that she was actually incredibly grateful to Thanos, simply because he carried her to the back hall instead of executing her on the spot.

This preserved the last shred of dignity she had as a goddess.

After being humiliated to the extreme, she was horrified to discover that she was actually enjoying the process of being conquered.

The most ⊥ new ⊥ small ⊥ say ⊥ is ⊥ at ⊥ six ⊥ 9 ⊥ ⊥ book ⊥ ⊥ bar ⊥ ⊥ first ⊥ hair!

……

The banquet with Gullveig as the main character lasted for three days in a row!

The fourth day.

Thanos brought Gullveig to the cliff on the west side of Asgard, looked at the giants who were still throwing stones diligently, and summoned the bow god Ullr and Heimdall.

"Can you see Njord?" After Thanos asked, he had Gullveig describe the appearance of her former leader.

The two weakened versions of the 'Thousand Mile' eye, who could see 'a thousand miles,' locked onto the same target after a scan.

"I see him," the two gods said in unison.

"Good, then please use your arrows to send Njord some gifts."

"Yes—"

"Gullveig, leave a message for your former master."

"Okay..." The former venomous tongue woman was now like a bullied little woman.

Before long, Njord, who had been restless in the lower realm, received an unexpected gift.

Everything happened so suddenly that the sea serpent, which had been constantly intercepting, failed to intercept a faster and more accurate peculiar falling object.

Njord was already impatient with these falling meteorites.

But it was normal for his senses to become numb after enduring them non-stop for three days.

As a result, when the bow god Ullr's arrow pierced through the sky and fell into the square at the front entrance of Njord's temple, he didn't have time to intercept it.

"Dong—"

The original marble floor tiles of the large square were shattered, and a large pit had already formed. Deep in the bottom of the pit, a divine giant arrow, which would be a spear to mortals, was quietly stuck in the ground. Divine power was still lingering on the arrow shaft.

As the sea breeze blew, an item with very goddess-like characteristics fluttered like a flag with the sea breeze.

Looking at the runes and the message on it, the face of the Vanir God-King Njord had never been so terrifying.

【Sorry! Njord! I, Gullveig, have decided to join the Aesir and serve His Majesty Thanos Paulson.】