A monstrous flood tore through everything and destroyed the Frost Giants' dominion over this land of eternal darkness and ice.

An unknown number of Frost Giants who did not have the time to rush to crush the Asa Gods were drowned when they were swept to the bottom of the sea by this great flood.

A 25 meter tall, hunched over male Frost Giant, Begelmir, and his wife hugged a rotting tree at the last minute.

In its 120 meter trunk, the interior had long since decayed, and with just a few tugs of Begelmir's hand, it became the Frost Giant couple's ark of doom.

In the midst of the raging storm caused by the rapid melting of the glaciers, he looked away from the divine mountain that emitted a brilliant light.

The bloodline sensation brought about by the fall of the Patriarch, coupled with the near-natural resentment towards the Outcasts, caused the anger towards the Asa Divine Race within him to reach a point of no return.

Stiffening against the cold rain, he roared up to the sky and swore to the heavens, “Asa Divine Race! I, Begelmir, swear that I will revitalize the Frost Giant Clan, and my children and grandchildren will carry on my will until I overturn your rule-”

His oath crossed the long sky and actually made Tangs, who was still on that high mountain, sense it.

“Huh?”

Odin, who was still in the midst of his excitement, saw his big brother suddenly stop and asked curiously, “Big brother? What's wrong?”

Silently gazing into the distance, Towns said a bit out of breath, “Nothing, it's as if I heard the roar of a Frost Giant Remnant.”

“Remnant?” Odin laughed disdainfully, “A mere one or two frost giants, even if he didn't drown, what else could he do?”

Tang Si shook his head, Odin in the epic [Edda] was like this, extremely conceited and almost every time he let the tiger go. When he was strong, not a single external enemy could kill the door, once he revealed his weakness, any random hostile force would dare to kill the door and demolish the house ah!

“My foolish younger brother! I will teach you one more thing, and that is - never underestimate your enemies unless you cut them down. Don't forget that our grandfather, Bree, was killed by Umair, yet it also took only three generations to seize control of this world.”

“Uh.” Odin was momentarily speechless.

At this time, Paul stepped forward and slapped Odin on the back of his head, “Listen to your big brother.”

Paul, the father, was quiet a lot of the time. This does not mean that he is stupid, on the contrary, he is very smart, a glance to see today's victory is thanks to who.

Towns struck while the iron was hot: “Odin ah! When this matter is over, let's send you and Loki and the others over there to exterminate the last remnants of the Frost Giants! If you can bring back the heads of all the remaining giants, then how about I beg my father to give you a kingdom to be king?”

“Huh?!” Odin was truly stunned.

No, I should say that all the members of the Asa God Clan present, with the exception of the idiot Willie, were all stunned.

Everyone had only just snatched the control of the world from Umair, and while the group was inwardly in a daze, not knowing what to do next, Tangs had already thought this far ahead.

Everyone's heads immediately buzzed in the face of this epochal vision.

Paul was equally at a loss. In theory all major events should be decided by him, the head of the family, the so-called current generation of God King. But he wasn't blind, and had even seen long ago that his good eldest son was far superior to him in both battle power and wisdom level.

In every major crisis, the solution Tang Si proposed was always the most correct. Even a slight revision of his program couldn't be done. Not to mention that after sucking in the blood of Youmile's originator giant, Downs' might was completely broken.

Whether he, Paul, admitted it or not, everyone had long since silently begun to follow Tangs' lead.

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Paul squeezed a slightly awkward smile and didn't immediately respond to the king's matter, but simply said, “Odin, your big brother's words are definitely correct. We cannot let our guard down. And, first and foremost, we need to carry through this deluge.”

“Yes ......,” Odin returned resentfully.

The flood came as Tangs had imagined, and even this towering peak was not spared.

Because of the extra half a day to prepare, the Asa Gods and the giants that came under their command escaped unharmed.

The giants were so huge that even though Downs had prepared a pile of 50-meter-high logs in advance, only two or three giants could sit on the temporary raft.

Paul and his wife, Bestra, sat on the huge raft and watched the brutal scene not far away in a relatively peaceful state of mind.

Many of the animals were caught in the middle of the flood, and only a few lucky bears or wolves were able to barely hold on through the rushing waters by picking their way through one of the large, broken trees. Most drowned along with the stray Frost Giants.

Bestra suddenly said, “My dear, without Downs, maybe we would have been like those poor prey.”

Paul replied a bit, “When this flood is over, I will announce to everyone that I will pass on the position of God King to Downs.”

Before today, the so-called God King position was at best the internal self-proclaimed title of such a small clan named Asa. But after defeating the ruler of this world, the meaning of this sentence was completely different.

“Huh?” Bestra was stunned, “Didn't you say that your dead father longed to see you ascend to the throne as king before he died?”

“That's right, but I feel that the one deity that can truly lead the Asa Gods to glory is Tangs, not me. That's why I'm going to ......” Paul quietly discussed with Bestra. It didn't take long for the giantess to nod her head vigorously.

The terrible deluge lasted three days and three nights.

The raft, which did not have a power unit, drifted with the waves until the water level dropped, and it took a full day for the Asa gods and giants to barely regroup.

The gods and giants, every face was filled with exhaustion and excitement.

The Asa Gods had become the sole masters of this world, and the giants who had defected to them had received a huge status boost as a result. The giants in particular were eager for Paul to say something about their future.

Paul stood tall over the massive head of Umair that had fallen to the earth. The former lord of the earth was now lifeless, an act that represented total conquest, which was the most simple, violent and direct in these barbaric times.

The scene was too poorly supplied and everything was kept simple.

As Downs raised his hands to place a crown, now made of the element of frost, on his father's head, the Pauls, and all the giants, let out a raucous cheer in unison.

“Long live the Asa Gods!”

“Long live God King Paul!”

“Long live the Lord of Kinlunga-”

After the three cheers, the excited giants howled loudly in praise of their new king!

Paul turned into a twenty-meter tall giant and pressed down with his hands raised high, and everyone began to quiet down.

“I'm glad that everyone worships me as king. But I'm sure you are all aware of who personally defeated the Frost Giant Patriarch, Umair! Now, I, Paul *Blisson, in the name of the Asa God King, declare - pass the throne to my eldest son, Downs *Paulson. He is the one who is the true warrior! The most suitable God King who can lead us all to glory!”

Completely ignoring Downs' reaction, Paul removed his own crown and put it on Downs' head.

Downs' two younger brothers, as well as a crowd of giants froze for a moment, then broke out into the loudest cheers.

“Long live His Majesty Downs!”