"It's...it's Lord Odin!"

Most of the people of the Thousand Lakes Kingdom are gathered in Hel City, while other areas have not yet been fully developed.

The two men made no attempt to conceal their insults, which resounded throughout the entire city of Hull.

"Wait, Lord Odin, please stop attacking! The area below is full of residents of Hel City!"

Most people were drawn to the sound, and only a few sharp-eyed ones noticed the approaching thunderclouds.

The lightning struck like a pillar, already destroying several buildings.

Fortunately, no one was foolish enough to see such a large-scale battle and not run away, so the casualties were not severe.

"Damn it! Chinese, stop chasing! What are you trying to do?"

Odin was furious and no longer cared about being a chief god.

You can't hit them, you can't run away, and they won't listen to reason.

Even though He had commanded countless epic battles in mythology, He had never seen anyone so inflexible.

They were even less adaptable than the Vikings of that time.

"Come on, don't run away yet, let's talk face to face."

Li Xuanzu's voice drew closer, like the King of Hell summoning his life.

"If I take 30% of your divine power, I will absolutely not continue to attack, otherwise I cannot guarantee that some of the people below will be able to escape."

Li Xuanzu finally revealed the purpose of his trip.

It must be said that threatening the gods that people believe in with their lives is a tactic that always works.

Odin, who was about to retort, suddenly fell silent, and the projection actually stopped.

"Do we... have a grudge?"

Odin's projection, hidden in the thunderclouds, finally revealed its true form.

As is generally described in mythology, Odin appears as a man around fifty years old.

He wore a wide-brimmed hat as blue as a clear sky, with two golden wing ornaments around it.

Its single eye is deep and piercing, as if it can see through everything in the world.

The loss of his eye earned him the title of "God of Wisdom," and it is said that the "Hanged Man" in the popular "Tarot" cards of the Nordic region is based on him.

He wore a dark gray cloak draped over his shoulders, its edges inlaid with shimmering stars.

It is tall and has beautiful muscle lines, but many of the most representative mythical creatures have not appeared.

For example, Gungnir, the eternal spear symbolizing "contract" and "lightning"; Dropnir, the ring representing "wealth"; Sleibnir, the eight-legged white horse; Fokine and Wuni, the two crows representing "thought" and "memory"; and Kili and Kurich, the wolves representing "greed" and "hunger".

The appearance of the gods is perfect; even the appearance of a fifty-year-old man is flawless.

They are the most desired blend in the human heart, the abstract product of all beautiful symbols, and the most perfect stitch in the world.

“We have no grudge, but you also know about the chosen one ahead. I need to pave the way for the Dragon Kingdom, and you are in my way.”

Li Xuanzu also hovered not far from Odin, staring straight at Him.

"Why should I!"

"My people exhausted the power of their faith over thousands of years to awaken the three goddesses of Norn. Without them, the entire planet Earth would have perished without even knowing it. Why should you take away the fruits of our labor?!"

"The Dragon Kingdom has a longer history than ours, but it can't even awaken a god that's worthy of being called a god!"

"And what about us? We not only foreshadowed the future of Earth and found the only way out, but we can also prepare for the Chosen One and compete 'fairly' with other divine kingdoms despite consuming so much faith power."

"The people of the Dragon Kingdom don't even believe in their own gods. It's a dog-eat-dog world, and the useless ones just obediently do what the 'nourishment' is supposed to do!"

"You don't even have gods, yet you dare to dream of participating in the Chosen Ones? You will destroy the planet!"

Odin looked furious and his voice boomed like thunder.

"Are you done talking? If you are, hurry up and divide the divine power. There are other divine kingdoms to visit."

Li Xuanzu seemed not to have listened at all.

"you!"

"Stubborn to the end!"

If Odin hadn't just been a projection, he probably would have died of anger upon seeing Li Xuanzu in this state.

While the power of gods is related to the power of faith, it is not something that can be achieved overnight.

Absorbing the power of faith and transforming it into divine power is a process; you can't become fat overnight.

Once the power of faith is transformed into divine power, it becomes part of the deity. Once separated, it takes an extremely long time to replenish.

Even absorbing more faith power is of no use; only time can heal.

Otherwise, why would Li Xuanzu go to such lengths to travel all over the world?

"Is...is there really no room for negotiation?"

Odin's tone was pleading, and even the incredibly proud king of the gods was at a loss.

"You said it yourself, it's survival of the fittest. You're weaker than me, do I need to explain anything more?"

"That..."

Odin wanted to say something more, but Li Xuanzu had already become impatient.

With a wave of his hand, several thunderclouds in the sky began to turn from black to red, as if the clouds were injured and bleeding.

Then, a torrential downpour of blood covered one-tenth of the city of Hull.

People who came into contact with the blood rain soon began to wail in agony.

This blood rain is corrosive; if it falls on a person, it can dissolve a hole in them.

The blood droplets that fall to the ground will generate blood servants, which will indiscriminately seek out and feed on blood.

"It's alright, take your time to think it over. The area covered by this blood rain will continue to expand in a while."

"Stop! I..."

Odin did not expect Li Xuanzu to move so quickly, but He could not stop him.

There was no way around it; his body was solid, and a sharp longsword swiftly severed his left arm.

But that wasn't enough; Li Xuanzu showed no sign of stopping.

"Blue Star... is doomed!"

Odin looked up to the sky and cried out in sorrow. With a swift movement of his sword, he brought down Odin's right arm and left leg.

"Hmph, why didn't you do that earlier? You're wasting your time."

"Now let me tell you my conditions."

Under the gaze of Odin's single eye, which could breathe fire, Li Xuanzu finally withdrew his supernatural powers.

However, what he said next made Odin's eyes widen in fury.

"There are conditions? Don't go too far!"

"Otherwise, wouldn't all this effort I've put into this trip have been for nothing?"

Li Xuanzu acted as if it were perfectly natural, much like a villain who takes advantage of a disaster.

“All the divine kingdoms in the Nordic region, including the Kingdom of the British Empire, shall donate the maximum amount of blood their people can bear, and I will collect it every six months.”

"Don't say I didn't give you time. The first time will be a month later. I believe you can make the necessary notifications."

"Don't be resentful, because you can't do anything about it. Keep thinking about it will only make you feel disgusted."

Rogue, utterly shameless.

This is how Odin described Li Xuanzu.

I've seen unreasonable people, but I've never seen anyone this unreasonable.