The Greece Antagonist-Chapter 794 - 10 Fathers Love Like a Landslide_2

Chapter 794: Chapter 10 Father’s Love Like a Landslide_2 Chapter 794: Chapter 10 Father’s Love Like a Landslide_2 “Hmph, they sure ran fast!”

“Enough, enough, they’re gone now, there will be plenty of opportunities for payback.”

Luo En patted Odin on the shoulder, chiding his blood brother, who was known for his vengeful nature.

In the future?

Odin’s gaze shifted slightly, immediately picking up on the implication:

“Is the Warner Divine Race planning to make a move against us?”

“They’re already prancing around Midgard, trying to manage humanity on our behalf, do you think they’ll stay content in Valhalla?”

Luo En yawned, looking at the human village bathed in the dawn light, shaking his head helplessly.

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It looks like there will be another tangle with the War of the Gods on the horizon, not long after peaceful days seemed possible. Humans sure are a disaster-prone species.

At that moment, upon hearing Luo En’s reminder, Odin too couldn’t help but feel a headache coming on.

Frost Giants, Mountain Giants, Fire Giants, Dark Elves—these rebels from the Nine Great Kingdoms were already a handful. Now with the Warner Divine Race stirring trouble, how could the already stretched-thin Asa Divine Race cope?

After a moment’s hesitation, Odin looked solemnly at his blood brother:

“So, can we try to make peace first?”

“…”

Luo En looked at Odin, utterly speechless.

Just a moment ago, you were ready to fight at the drop of a hat, nearly making mincemeat of them. If they weren’t so tough, they’d have been killed by you three times over!

Now you’re talking peace? Are you joking?

Besides, those two from the Warner Divine Race came looking for trouble. Even if you wanted to step down from your position, they’d have to be willing to let you.

Of course, he couldn’t say it quite like that.

Luo En pondered for a moment before speaking gravely:

“Do you think the respect you didn’t receive on the battlefield, you can obtain at the negotiating table?”

Odin fell silent upon hearing this.

Indeed, in this world, power was everything. To make the Warner Divine Race humble themselves and negotiate in earnest, submitting to the order of Asgard, one would need to beat them into submission first, to show them that Asa was not to be trifled with.

Realizing this, Odin had no choice but to abandon the idea, turning instead to look at the little wolf cub, still asleep in Luo En’s arms.

This was their prize from a nightlong search, for which they battled fiercely with two goddesses of the Warner Divine Race.

A Spirit of Fertility formed from belief?

If even the lofty Goddess of Magic from the Warner Divine Race showed interest, then it must be something worthwhile.

Odin thought for a moment, then said with gravity:

“Asgard is in need of hands, and this little fellow seems quite gifted. I am planning to include him into the Asa Divine Chronicle. What do you think?”

“Good idea!”

Luo En nodded in agreement, then lifted the little wolf cub in his arms, suggesting with a smile,

“But first, shouldn’t we give him a name?”

“Fenrir! We’ll call him Fenrir!”

Odin blurted out, as if he had been prepared.

Luo En was taken aback, looking incredulously at the cub in his hands, not even awake, and looking utterly innocent.

The Magic Wolf Fenrir, the notorious being who killed the king of the gods, Odin, during Ragnarok?

But that’s not right!

I haven’t even met the Mountain Giant Angelboda yet, nor have I lain with her, so how could the Magic Wolf Fenrir have been born?

Doubts resurfaced in Luo En’s mind, puzzling over the situation.

In traditional Nordic Mythology, the Magic Wolf Fenrir is the first child of the God of Tricks, Loki, and the Mountain Giant Angelboda.

Which meant this little one should be of his bloodline.

Yet now, the legendary Magic Wolf Fenrir appeared to be a Divine Life that he had found in the fields.

Wait a second…

A thought flashed through Luo En’s mind, realizing some information he had overlooked.

Firstly, Odin and he were in a region of the Lower Realm known as Heather Island, which in Nordic Mythology, was the birth and punishment place of the Giant Wolf Fenrir;

Secondly, humans, as well as the Harvest Festival, were all directly related to him—he might as well be their creator. And the little wolf cub born during the Harvest Festival, in a sense, was his child, wasn’t it?

Realizing this, Luo En’s expression became clouded.

Fate was not a single fixed manifestation; it was always changing, always attempting to pull everything back on track.

In other words, whether he encountered Angelboda or not, whatever decisions Odin and he made, Magic Wolf Fenrir, the Earthly Giant Python Yemengarde, Death Goddess Hela—these harbingers of the apocalypse would inevitably be born in various forms, and the Ragnarok of the Nordic gods would surely come!

Moreover, the time of these calamities seemed to be accelerating?

Invisibly, Luo En once again felt the immense power of the law of Fate, even beginning to doubt whether he could save himself from upcoming cataclysms.

At this time, Odin reached out his hands, attempting to bond with the new member of the Asa Divine Race, the Giant Wolf Fenrir:

“Little one, from now on you’re a member of Asgard. Come, let the king hold you.”

“Ow-woo!”

However, sensing the approach of a stranger, the cub, who had been soundly asleep, instantly bristled and slapped Odin’s hand away with its paw.

Looking at the blood mark on his hand, Odin’s smile stiffened, and his expression became somewhat unnatural.

Luo En snapped out of it, holding down the whining cub in his arms, and laughed awkwardly in an attempt to smooth things over:

“It seems she doesn’t quite like that name?”

“Is that so? Then why don’t you give her one?”

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Odin took up the conversational baton, his demeanor softening slightly.

Luo En thought for a moment, glanced at the surrounding golden wheat fields, and looked at the little wolf cub in his arms with a smile:

“How about calling you Heluo?”