Odin's heart heated up, and he couldn't help but respect Big Brother Downs.

Obviously everyone was now 5 meters tall, he froze and felt as if his big brother had turned into a giant, that broad back was incomparably stout and grand.

This difference makes Odin instinctively feel the gap between him and his big brother, not a simple intelligence gap, but a realm gap.

Big brother looking into the distance of the black pupil is so deep, Odin has a kind of being completely subdued trance feeling.

Odin never felt inferior, compared to the mute and slow third brother Willie, he felt smart. At least smarter than all the giants. Every time he dreamed in the middle of the night, he would fantasize about how much better it would have been if he had been the eldest son, and if he had been the one to lead the Asa gods after his father had grown old.

When it came down to it, he had the hard feeling that he was nowhere near as good as his older brother.

This made Odin feel both frustrated and happy.

Frustrated because can not compare to the big brother, happy because, the more in this kind of fear and anxiety in the confusion of the moment, the big brother more leadership temperament. Able to guide him, and even the entire Asa Divine Alliance forward!

“Big brother, how to fight, you say, we do.” When Odin said this, his eyes still couldn't help but flash a hint of timidity.

This look was seen by Tangs, and he couldn't help but sigh in his heart: no matter if it was the movie and TV mythological stories before he crossed over, or the accounts in [Edda], although people never minced words in praising Odin, in reality, Odin's weaknesses were so obvious that they couldn't even be washed away.

Odin is too indecisive, always leaving a bunch of tails, not dry at all. So much so that later on, almost every shitty thing he did in his early years backfired on himself.

“My foolish brother ah! Do you think that big brother I would let you die for nothing?”

“Uh. No, no.” At once spoken for, Odin's white face suddenly reddened.

“Willie! Wait, you'll get bigger first and attract Youmile's attention. When Yumir launches an attack at Willie, Odin you give Yumir a shot to disrupt his attack so he can't hit it.”

Willie blinked and reluctantly nodded. He had at least caught the meaning of 'get bigger'.

Odin replied, “Got it. What about you, big brother?”

“I'll nullify Umair's mobility first.” A cold flash in Towns' eyes, “Willie! You run over there first, and when I tell you to go, you go.”

“Okay-” Willie replied in a long trailing voice.

For Willie, Paul also sighed long and hard.

Apparently the eldest son was mutated and smarter than Paul he was. The second son, Odin, combined the best of Paul and Bestra. The third son was helplessly tall and handsome, but intelligent like the other male giants. This was a permanent pain in Paul's heart.

Willie had one advantage. He listened completely to his two brothers. And when it came to two brothers with conflicting orders, he would listen to Downs first.

Shortly after, Towns shouted “Charge”.

Willie really instantly turned into a twenty-meter tall giant, holding up his battle axe, which was already too huge, and wailing as he charged towards the Ancestor of the Frost Giants.

“Ahhhhhh!”

Roaring and roaring, Willie was like a wildly running lion, charging alone at the giant that was far taller than him.

The difference was too great!

The image reminded Odin of Frostwolf, the biggest Frostwolf was no different than a pet dog in front of him.

Willie's kind of purity, that kind of unrelenting courage, Odin sighed to himself.

Even though Willie was facing the Ancestor of the Frost Giants' fist that seemed as huge as a mountain peak.

It was as if it was a battle between an ant and an elephant.

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Umair's ambling swing set off a wild ice storm. The moment before the storm descended on Willie's head, Odin, who had been deliberately hiding his figure behind a cedar tree, finally moved.

“Drink!”

Odin raised the long, sharp spear made of sharpened iron birches, saw his chance, and with uncanny precision, crossed the long sky and stuck it in Youmile's smashed down right arm.

It worked!

Odin, a tiny little man who was only 5 meters tall, managed to fool the senses of the Ancestor of the Frost Giants and launched a vicious sneak attack.

Blood splattered everywhere!

The Frost Giant Patriarch's blue blood was like a fountain that shot out from his right arm, and his corrosive and poisonous blood eroded a ballpark-sized area into a puddle.

“Ow-” Youmile's voice of pain transformed into a roar that shook the heavens and the earth.

For a moment, the vast sky was instantly cleared because of the furious spray of ice vapor.

Odin scored a hit and immediately fled far away.

With the cover of a large number of cedars, he easily disappeared from Youmile's line of sight.

Youmile's huge palm swept across the area, sweeping away a large swath of 20-meter-tall cedars like garbage, leaving the entire area in shambles.

“Little stinker!” Yumir roared angrily, a roar that pierced through the entire battlefield as even the clouds blew away at once.

He had just roared in a fit of rage, and then flinched.

It was probably because he had never dreamed that there was actually a third enemy.

Right by his left foot, the frenzied ice storm seemed to suddenly have order, and the countless snowflakes became cyclones, spinning clockwise in a regular fashion.

The atmosphere was vibrating, and the wind and snow were resonating!

A small man who was also five meters tall raised his right hand, and a mass of ice and snow of enormous scale responded to his call from converging sharply from all directions and falling into his palm.

The seemingly disorganized snow flakes converged into a ball in his hand.

Perhaps Umair was very powerful, but at this moment, he was facing a deity who dominated the elements - Tang Si, who was destined to become the third-generation God King of the Asa God Clan.

Only to see Downs grabbing the ever larger snowball and stretching it into a 40-meter long blade as if it were a tangible object.

That wasn't all, a huge dark cloud suddenly gathered in the sky, and in the work of two breaths, a thick thunderbolt more than ten meters wide ran through heaven and earth.

Lightning had brought the spark of civilization to intelligent beings in an unknown number of parallel worlds. At the same time, it also sent down the will of destruction.

Tang Si wiped the huge ball of lightning gathered on his left hand towards the top of the ice and snow blade, and the lightning was instantly coated relatively evenly on this giant long knife.

As Tangs turned into a thirty-meter tall giant in a flash, an infinitely bright ice blade chopped at the unavoidable Youmile.

This blade, it seemed to sweep across the entire heaven and earth!

This blade, cut open the giant's abdominal cavity!

This blade, severed the giant's dominion!

Along with the fall of this blade, Youmile's miserable howl echoed endlessly in the wind and snow, spreading far and wide and resonating throughout the entire world of Golden Renga.

Some rejoiced, others were terrified!

On this side of the Campbell Basin, every existence in the Asa Divine Race camp had a joyful expression on their faces.

On the contrary, every single one of the giant camps was scared out of their wits.

“That's the ancestor of the Frost Giants!” The same sentence, spoken by different people, had a very different tone.