A fierce wind swept across three thousand miles!
A sharp arrow shot out, the flight speed of the arrow was so fast that it was as if the space between the bow and the target suddenly cracked like glass, and it just abruptly crossed a distance of three hundred meters, and when the pale emerald-colored arrow revealed its true nature, it had already approached the pupil of a frost giant's eye.
In the field of vision of the onlookers, the tiny arrow intersected with the huge and ugly head, and only the spectators with good enough eyesight could see the back of the giant's head connecting a conspicuous arc - it was a string of dirty blood beads!
Only after watching the giant who had clamored to kill all the Asa gods turn into a corpse and crumple, did Youl breathe a sigh of relief.
Returning to the Rainbow Bridge, Youl was puzzled.
“My strength hasn't dropped!”
Waking up from the ice, his memory wasn't complete, well at least he remembered his skills.
He was still the same powerful Bow God.
But why?
On the silver doorway at the end of the Rainbow Bridge that was as polished as a mirror, Youl touched his panda eyes and indignantly cursed lowly, “Three little brutes!”
Since falling into the Rainbow Bridge Door God, Youl had automatically become the unit of calculation for the battle power of the Asa Divine Race.
The three Fourth Generation Gods took turns to challenge, or rather violently beat him.
To ask Youl how he could tell those three little bastards apart, it was roughly:
The one who came straight up to fuck him without even saying hello was Thor;
The one who said hello and bowed and then rushed up to fuck him was Till;
Vidal, who fucked him after greeting him and then pestered him for bow lessons.
Yul's resentment was so great that he didn't notice the guest coming from the direction of Asgard.
“Sorry about that, Yul, those little bastards were no good.”
The moment he heard that voice, Youl knew it was the abdicated former God King Paul, and he spat viciously in his heart: hypocrite! I don't want your fake benevolence! Your entire family is hypocrites!
Cursing in his heart, Youl piled up a smile, turned his head, and was about to make a perfunctory comment to Paul when he froze.
The four panda eyes stared at each other and blinked at the same time, then saw capitalized embarrassment in the opposite pupils.
Suddenly the stigma in Yul's heart was gone, and the two big male gods let out a bright, slightly embarrassed laugh before hugging each other and patting each other's shoulders.
Meeting each other for a laugh to end the feud!
Paul smiled broadly and raised the bottle filled with honey wine in his hand, “I have wine and stories. How about listening to the old man rant for a while, my compatriot?”
“Yes!”
Paul didn't have much of a wit, and nagged at Yul about nothing more than back in the day.
“The little cubs nowadays, ah, one is more capable than the other. Back in the day, I faced a hundred giants alone, and I think that was already my limit ......”
Paul selectively forgot whose ploy had allowed him to face so many giants one after another, instead of being surrounded and crippled by the other side in a swarm. There was no way around it, it had been the only battle record he could brag about in front of his children, grandchildren and outsiders.
His words have more or less bragging ingredients, fell into the ears of Youl became another version: Buli born a family of all war gods - Paul ability to defeat a hundred giants, the three brothers surrounded by the Tangs killed Youmile, and later the Tangs even call the power of heaven and earth to kill Shiltel alone, and now, the three little cubs can beat him Youl.
Yul this is completely convinced.
“It's alright, Paul, if I run into the other clansmen again, I'll persuade them properly.”
Hmph! Those who can't beat me, Youl, are even less qualified to challenge the Divine King Clan!
Youl didn't know that he had completely thought the wrong way.
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Later on, this matter was stabbed by Paul to Tang Si, and Tang Si couldn't help but laugh bitterly: Youl is falling into a thinking trap ah!
In fact, Yul's strength is really not weak. Think about who beat him up? Thor, Tyre and Odin are the original three Norse gods of war. Vidal is one of the only gods in the epic who survived the Twilight of the Gods. Keep in mind that in the Twilight War, almost all the gods, including Odin, plus the Valkyries and the Injuns were all doomed. The gold of Vidal surviving can be imagined.
As for the Downs who became the God King, not to mention. If I had to estimate, maybe Yul could have fought against Paul. The one thing Yul can really win solidly against is probably Willy.
Yul the bastard is at least barely a fighting type deity anymore.
By leaving Yul behind, Don'tce was setting an example for the Asa gods that woke up from the ice behind him. Otherwise, it would be annoying for every guy to come and challenge him as soon as they revived.
Yul's revival was a signal, which meant the big one was coming.
The other big signal for Towns was that Odin had approached him and wanted a divine artifact!
The world line of this world has subtly changed.
Thor's Hammer [Myrrnael] was sort of born early, and it didn't escape Loki's evil play, with the handle of the hammer still a fraction shorter.
However, at the moment when the threat of the Frost Giants was increasing day by day, Odin couldn't sit still.
“Big brother! I think I need to get a divine weapon to deal with future enemies.” In the Golden Palace, Odin stated his thoughts to Tangs.
“I ......” For some reason, just after Downs said the word ‘I’, Odin's heart tightened, he was truly afraid of hearing the word [stupid]. Fortunately, not this time, what Towns said was “My good brother you finally have a good idea.”
“Aye! I think it's not just me, big brother you also need an artifact worthy of you!”
Tangs asked knowingly, “What materials do you think you want to make a divine weapon?”
“I want to make a divine gun!” Odin gestured with his hand, “It can be thrown and automatically return to my hand. If possible, I want it to definitely hit the enemy with every blow!”
“Nice vision, how would it be done?” Towns asked rhetorically with a smile.
Unexpectedly, Odin made a strange move, “I just don't know before I come to ask you, big brother! You are the wisest one among us. And you are well versed in the laws of the world. Who do I ask if not Big Brother?”
The corner of Tang Si's mouth twitched subtly: Odin, you make good sense, I, Tang Si, am convinced.
Tangs pretended to be contemplative and answered after a dozen seconds, “I can't give you a ready-made answer, the divine gun you want has long exceeded the realm of the elements, it involves [Destiny]. So I would suggest that you go to the center of the World Tree to find your answer. As for the other preparations, I will help you with them.”
“Thank you big brother.”
If there were no surprises, Odin was going to run off to tinker with the [Kungunir] that was commonly known as the Lance of Eternity. In the epic, when the Asa Gods and the Warner Gods went to war, it was Odin who threw the first blow with this gun. It is rumored that when the Vikings fought, the commander would throw the lance at the enemy first, and this is the origin of the lance.
Coming back to it, the [Kungunir] gun was definitely cheating.
The key factors of whether or not a normal weapon hits the enemy during an attack are nothing more than the length of the weapon, the speed of attack, the distance between the two sides, and whether or not the enemy makes a move such as blocking. Under normal circumstances, it was like a game that involved a great deal of interaction between the enemy and us.
However, the existence of [Kungunir] is to break the rules of interaction between the enemy and us, and its attacks follow a set of laws that go beyond physical calculations.
It's like if 1+1=2, and you have to say 1+1=100, and the world still thinks you're right, and indeed affects reality based on that answer.