The Greece Antagonist-Chapter 782 - 4 Fooling the Gods Mischief (6.1k)_3

Chapter 782: Chapter 4 Fooling the Gods’ Mischief (6.1k)_3 Chapter 782: Chapter 4 Fooling the Gods’ Mischief (6.1k)_3 Hearing his good brother’s reminder, Odin gradually calmed down, but his expression was still bitter:

“So what? Both grandfather and father have been killed. Even if the Ancestor Giant is weak now, I’m afraid I’m no match for him.”

“What if he were passed out?”

“You mean…”

“Having drunk so much Honey Wine and after a high-intensity battle, what is the Ancestor Giant most likely to do once the danger is past?”

“Rest!”

Luo En nodded, affirming Odin’s guess.

The Honey Wine he drank was mixed with his Divine Blood; the effect wouldn’t fade so easily.

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Moreover, according to the Giants’ habit of eating prey raw, the fallen Divine Ancestor Buri and Divine King Bao’er had most likely ended up in the belly of the Ancestor Giant, Ymir.

Such a massive influx of Divinity into his body, along with the intoxication from the blood-infused wine seeping deep into the marrow, Ymir was bound to be more heavily intoxicated than before, sleeping even more soundly.

On top of that, Ymir would mostly be unprepared for a counter-intuitive strike.

In this moment, realizing this, a light sparked in Odin’s eyes; hope rekindled within the ashen depths of his pupils.

There was still a chance! All or nothing!

Seeing the reinvigorated Odin grabbing the broken spear and preparing to rush out of the cave to confront Ymir once and for all, Luo En held his shoulder, his eyes flickering, speaking solemnly:

“This time, I will join you!”

At these words, Odin’s body trembled with excitement, gripping his good brother’s hand tightly:

“Brother, I…”

“There’s no time to lose. Let’s hurry before the commotion we caused attracts too many Giants!”

Luo En withdrew his hand to interrupt Odin’s sentimental moment, packing up and urging them on.

His willingness to take risks was not just to cement this mutually beneficial brotherhood; it was for the future as well.

With Divine Ancestor Buri and Divine King Bao’er fallen in battle, if Ymir were to fully absorb their Divinity and awaken from his slumber.

By then, not to mention Odin, who bore the Heavenly Destiny of the Nordic Realm, even joining forces with him may not be enough to deal with Ymir at that time.

Thus, this window of time was not only the last chance for the Divine Race but his last opportunity as well.

To thoroughly resolve the great trouble that was Ymir, he could no longer stand by, he had to take the risk.

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Under Odin’s lead, the two of them, risking it all, cautiously avoided the Giants wandering around the outskirts of the Golden Lund Chasm and entered Ymir’s territory.

Here, close to the World Tree, the snow from the Mist Country and the hot air from the Fire Country met and mingled into clouds and rain, creating this rare warm environment.

However, the once lush green fertile land was now littered with burnt craters from explosions and scattered white bones.

A giant like towering mountains lay with his hugely distended belly under the World Tree, sound asleep, snoring heavily.

Seemingly too content, he couldn’t help but belch in his sleep, a rich aroma of alcohol and the stench of blood assailing the nostrils.

Seeing a scene that resembled a slaughterhouse all around him, Odin’s eyes turned bloodshot.

All those unlucky souls devoured by Ymir were his kin, including his own grandfather and father.

“You only have one chance, don’t act on impulse!”

The reminder from his good brother in his ear made Odin forcibly suppress the grief and fury in his heart, and, with great patience, he asked:

“His Divinity and Vitality are too strong; he cannot be killed by ordinary means. Do you have any way?”

“Since we can’t kill him, why not change our approach? Let the ‘World’ kill him. How about that?”

Luo En pondered deeply, his gaze flickering.

After a moment’s thought, Odin asked, seemingly struck by an idea:

“You mean—a sacrifice?”

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Luo En nodded, his eyes deep and tranquil as he looked toward Ymir:

“He was born from this World and grew strong from its nourishment. If we offer him as a sacrifice to preside over a ceremony for the World, perhaps the World can gain new life from his flesh and blood, and disassemble his Life and Authority!”

“Brilliant idea!”

Such a fantastic notion swept away the confusion and anxiety in Odin’s heart, as if he saw a bright path through the darkness.

That’s right, once the sacrifice was completed, Ymir’s nearly Immortal Divinity and body would decompose and become the Foundation of a new World; this almost unbeatable Ancestor Giant would become history!

Reaching a consensus, the two exchanged a glance and decisively moved into action.

They first used available materials to construct a massive altar around the Ancestor Giant, Ymir, then carefully drew sacrificial Runes all over Ymir’s body.

Since he had ingested a significant amount of Honey Wine and Divine flesh, the slumbering Ymir reacted no more to the outside world than a dead pig, and soon, his body was marked by the two jumping “insects.”

With the final stroke drawn, the sacrifice commenced, and Ymir’s Divinity and Immortality gradually waned, Odin and Luo En wiping the sweat from their brows in relief and returning to the front of the altar, ready for the finale of the Secret Ceremony.

“You do it, according to your ideas, your will; shape this World!”

Luo En handed the curved purplish-red Cursed Blade to Odin, his eyes full of encouragement and expectation.

Taking a deep breath, Odin holding the Cursed Blade stepped before Ymir’s head, slashing fiercely at the unprotected neck of the Ancestor Giant.

“Splash!”

Instantly, a torrent of blood flowed from the wound in Ymir’s neck.