The Greece Antagonist-Chapter 1162 - 153: Do You Understand the Value of War God Mountain’s Top Card?_2

Chapter 1162: Chapter 153: Do You Understand the Value of War God Mountain’s Top Card?_2

And when the kingdom collapses, the world burns to ashes, this great deceit concludes perfectly, not only deceiving most of the Nordic, but also successfully fooling [Fate].

From the ashes of the world, the birth of [Residual Fire] refuses to acknowledge Orlog, the orthodox Nordic Origin God, and instead becomes the possession of Luo En, the outsider.

So next, it’s time to settle the score.

Luo En pulled out the Fiery Flame Demon Sword from the Magic Circle Diagram, spat in the direction of the Time Giant within the Chaos Sea Domain, and asked those behind him:

"The culprit is right in front of us, what’s the plan?"

"Kill this bastard!!!"

The Nordic people’s response was blunt and rough, with a beauty of candid expression, showcasing the traditional culture of the Nordic.

At the same time, led by Odin, the Aesir Gods, with Freya leading the Warner Gods, Heluo leading the ranks of humans, dwarves, and elves, Scadi leading the three Giant clans, and Hela leading the Dead Army, all launched an attack against the towering figure over the Sea of Chaos.

"Let the foe perish — Gungnir!"

"Death is imminent — Helheim!"

"Thunderbolt conquers all — Mjolnir!"

"..."

Multicolored Divine Power, myriad light-shaped Spears, tens of thousands of Rune Spell Bombs rushed forward, bombarding Orlog like a swift rain of meteors.

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Amidst the constant explosions, Orlog’s body shook violently, and large patches of silver-grey star dust peeled off.

However, such a degree of attack is merely superficial for an Origin God, not even making him pause.

On the contrary, Orlog simply waved his hand, and space-time within a hundred-mile radius instantly crumbled, transforming tens of thousands of elves, humans, deities, and giants into scattered starlight.

"Synchronization, unfold — Heavenly Spear Light Wheel!"

"Catastrophe, burn out — Grammer!"

"Original Rune, wisdom of the Great God — Eternal Frozen Blizzard!"

"..."

Death did not form effective deterrence, but instead sparked greater resistance.

Yet the disparity in power was an insurmountable gap, and the Nordic people’s attacks could only scrape off layers of star dust from Orlog’s body, with no other effect.

The sight reminded Luo En of a traditional health care project in China — cupping therapy.

"It’s so noisy!"

Finally, a somewhat impatient Orlog directly invoked his Origin God Authority, surrounding instantaneously filled with space-time rifts, sweeping a terrifying storm across, annihilating the rebels on the scene.

At this moment, the Norn Three Goddesses, following Luo En’s instructions to stay hidden, emerged in golden flame light, breaking the dead silence of the battlefield:

"The descendants of Nordic, how can demise be our end? We grant you the power to burn anew, reclaim our shared future, so that the wheel of fate is governed by justice!"

As the Norn Three Goddesses raised their pens dipped in flame light, scattering it over the battlefield.

Figure after figure that had fallen were reborn in the flames, maintaining high spirits, glaring at the Time Giant ahead.

The Norn Three Goddesses then opened the Great Chorale, etching two final lines of fate’s adjudication:

"——To ignite enemies first, ignite oneself to end!"

"——After twilight, new seedlings shall arise!"

In an instant, the Nordic people achieved enlightenment.

In this origin battle deciding the future, as the weaker party, they had no right to participate.

But as members of the Nordic World, they had the privilege to make choices and voice themselves:

"——After twilight, new seedlings shall arise!!!"

A myriad of responses echoed from behind Luo En and the Norn Three Goddesses.

Like the elderly, as children, as young girls, as youths...

Comprising dwarves, humans, giants, and gods...

The voice of one, the voice of millions.

Those beings of the Nine Realms who once pursued [Flames] and gathered [Light], using themselves as fuel, piled the flame into light, transforming into a grand flood of light, pouring collectively into Luo En’s body, temporarily allowing the [Seedling] of new Divine Energy to surge rapidly, touching the threshold of origin in no time.

Damn it!

Orlog’s expression slightly changed, immediately taking action in anger.

The silver-grey light stream instantly shredded the Chaos waves stretching thousands of miles, rushing towards the thief who stole his sacrifice.

Dream on!

The Norn Three Goddesses promptly stepped forward to intercept, Urd wielding the Iron Pen and piercing the gap between the Time Giant’s ribs, using Divine Blood as ink to scatter not simple characters, but crystallized chains of causality — each line sealing the "Seed of Yesterday" devoured by the giants. Once the final stroke completed, the resonant magic array reversed, erupting with the chill of the Ice Age, stalling Orlog’s movement.

Belldandy waved the blossoming branch, remotely slicing through the twilight iris in the folds of the giant’s skin, every piece of flesh torn off morphed into a spiral-patterned hourglass, with green vines rampantly spreading within his body, absorbing and transforming Orlog’s divinity.

Scouty lifted the Longsword forged from stars, wielding the chaotic waves from the sea, turning them into the spectacle of stars shooting down, aiming at Orlog.

Orlog raised his hand slightly, forming a virtual grip, twisting the timeline extending fate into a knotted dead end.

The long hair of the Norn Three Goddesses instantly faded to grey ashes, the falling strands were not mere fragments, but divinity forcibly stripped by Time Authority. In the projection of the World Tree behind, the cycles of four seasons which should have been eternal swayed and shattered, fracturing into distorted repeated scenes as they fell.

"As hunting dogs, you empathize and rebel together with lambs, you truly disappoint me!"

Orlog gazed at his three desperate "daughters", a dense gloom filled his eyes, the time authority he gathered in hand transformed into a stone blade engraved with the chronicle of Deicide.

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