The Norse gods are omnipotent, but each has their own strengths.
Each deity vying for faith has made different achievements in different fields, depending on their divine role.
For example, followers of the Grim Reaper possess divine arts that harvest souls and decipher the whispers of the dead; followers of the Titans possess auxiliary divine arts that grant courage and fanaticism; and even followers of the God of Harvest can bring a bountiful harvest to a field in just a few days.
But the most unique among them is the God of Mischief.
This evil god, who often caused trouble at the feasts of the gods, was not welcomed by the gods. The god of fire, on the other hand, shamelessly freeloaded at his house. In the eyes of the gods, these two scoundrels who hung out together every day were neither good people.
Currently, due to the fall of the King of the Gods, the gods are divided, leading to a conflict of faiths that has ultimately escalated into a Norse rebellion and a war among the gods. The god of mischief has played a significant role in this conflict.
However, he belongs to the Chaotic Neutral faction, advocates freedom and entertainment, and pranks are just his daily activities. He is also known as the god of pleasure. Sand sculptures are his favorite pets, goats are his most comfortable rides, and he needs to rinse his mouth with a mouthful of the fountain of happiness every morning, noon and night.
It is said that drinking a drop of the fountain of happiness can bring you a lifetime of joy and good fortune. Without any hard work, wealth will fall from the sky and knock on your door, dazzling your eyes.
This evil god, whose reputation has plummeted to negative levels, is even more bizarre in his approach to the fundamental issue of gods vying for faith. Because he is so lazy, he doesn't even have a church. His priesthood is scattered throughout Northern Europe like a lottery; if you're chosen, you deserve your good fortune.
Yes, this is very free...
Ironically, this evil god's lazy approach was actually worshipped by a large number of adventurers, for unrestrained freedom was the core spirit that adventurers pursued.
That's why, when the bewildered Scarface realized what was happening, an envy appeared on his face.
The god of mischief possesses a divine skill that allows him to steal a random item from a target. It is a legendary skill for thieves, and thousands of professionals have mastered it, making him infamous throughout Northern Europe (I'm so envious).
These thieves once formed an "Anti-Order Association." Their most notable achievement was receiving a commission from a kingdom. Hundreds of them simultaneously unleashed divine magic, sweeping away the enemy's armor, weapons, potions, magic scrolls, and other supplies. The fully armed enemy army collapsed instantly. It's said that the Templar Knight commander even had his underwear stripped off… without even looking back (???).
As a result, the god of mischief's fame once again skyrocketed (negatively), dominating news headlines across the Nordic countries.
Strip off your coat and shorts, would a normal person do that?!
Therefore, Scar misunderstood this prank as a believer's praise of an evil god.
"Scarface, I can't hold on any longer, come back!"
The fire raged, and the great mage sitting in the high building cried out in alarm and anger. His shield, which had been formed into ice crystals, withstood the bursts of magic fire missiles. Without the aid of the Frost Staff, the defense was weak and was blasted open in several places, leaving the Earl's mansion to suffer the baptism of bombardment!
He wrapped himself tightly in a thin garment, a souvenir from a few days ago when he had slept with a hot woman; unexpectedly, it had become his means of covering his shame.
Upon thinking of this, he was enraged and unleashed his frost potential, reflecting the strange phenomenon of an iceberg, and spewing out a tsunami-like wave of ice that forcefully suppressed the attacking demonic flames!
But this could only last for a while. This domineering crimson fire was able to devour his frost potential, forcibly breaking through several openings. The fire spread to most of the building, attempting to break through the blockade of the high-rise and rush in!
"Just hang in there a little longer, I'll be done here soon!"
Scarface gritted his teeth. He forced back the wolf riders, but lost his weapon due to the magic of that mischievous god.
He pulled a spare longsword from his storage belt, and ignoring the archmage's request, he transformed into a swirling beam of light, slaying the leader of the wolf riders according to the last vision transmitted by the eagle.
"Da da da!"
Instead of bombarding the high-rise buildings, the Demon Flame Bombs seemed to have eyes, targeting Scarface's fearless figure and launching a three-shot barrage from the sky.
Scarface snorted coldly, and the potential aura behind him condensed together, bursting with dazzling light. In an instant, it transformed into a 30-meter-tall giant of light and flame, directly withstanding the attack of three explosive bombs.
"roar!"
The giant of light swung his fist, the tip of which was as thick and powerful as a cannon barrel. As the lines on his arm intertwined, his fist was wrapped in a dazzling burst of fire. He aimed at the wolf riders who were running along and smashed them with a punch.
"boom!"
The force of the punch shattered the void, like a high-altitude cannonball being fired, piercing through several wooden houses and blasting away several giant wolves. The accompanying flames spread across the area, causing the wolf pack to let out shrill screams!
The giant of light unleashed several punches in quick succession. Under the operation of this explosive secret technique, each punch could blast open a large area of light, blasting up several civilian houses. Even civilians who could not dodge in time were blasted into a cloud of blood mist, and their entire families were sent to heaven!
Driven to rage, Scarface disregarded the civilians and destroyed them along with the wolf riders in his quest to kill them!
If it weren't for the houses of these lowly people blocking his view, he could have gone on a killing spree, slaughtering every life on this battlefield!
A Silver-ranked expert who has awakened his potential can indeed single-handedly traverse a formation of ten thousand people!
"Damn it! This guy's gone mad! If the city lord burns him to ashes, I'll personally scatter his ashes into the urn!"
A wolf rider, clutching his arm that had been blown off halfway, lay on top of a running giant wolf and cursed.
"That's right, he only killed a few people, what a temper! He deserves to be smashed to pieces by the city lord's divine fire!"
On the other side, the wolf riders riding hyenas muttered to themselves as they dug tunnels to escape.
Xiao Han's feat of traversing the wasteland (for free) resulted in the lords of various regions being reduced to ashes and their wealth being swept away, giving this group of people (wolves) a strong sense of self-confidence.
"call out!"
At the same time, a resounding sword cry rose into the void, and the sharp sword aura stirred up a dazzling light. The fist force unleashed by the giant of light and flame exploded halfway and was actually blocked by this sword light.
The giant of light, which had been chasing the wolf riders all the way, was covered by hundreds of fire arrows, a saturation attack with a diameter of fifty meters. The high-class taverns and inns were shot to pieces, emitting mournful sounds, and collapsed with a crash, turning into a mess of ruins. Flames were set off everywhere, and screams and screams rose and fell.
Amidst the barrage of firepower, the wolf riders recognized the Fox King's aid. They first praised "Fox King 666" and "Lord of the City is awesome," then instantly changed direction. Led by the emerging blood crows, they surged forward like a black tidal wave, annihilating any force that dared to resist and opening up a new battlefield on the other side.
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