The Greece Antagonist-Chapter 919 - 59: My dear nephew, why must you do this?

Freya stepped forward, yanking Frey up from the ground and turning back to Luo En with a grave voice:

“The occurrence of such an event is due to my lack of consideration. Once I’ve thoroughly investigated the matter, I will give you an explanation.”

Luo En nodded slightly, then turned his gaze to Bragi, Tyr, and Heimdall, asking:

“Did you take action?”

Although Frey was the supervisor of the escort team, he was adept with the bow and arrow and was very clean. However, these three Asa Chief Gods on the scene were covered in blood, holding weapons still wet with blood, obviously the more direct executors.

At this moment, hearing Luo En’s tone like that of cross-examining a criminal, Bragi, the leader, became furious:

“So what if we did! It was just an Evil Dragon; we killed it, should we have to ask for your permission? Central Courter, watch your tone!”

As soon as these words were spoken, Heimdall, who stood by the side, changed in expression drastically, slamming his Guardian Sword into the ground.

“Boom!”

The next moment, a fist wrapped in golden flames smashed onto the rainbow light created by the Guardian Sword, blasting out dazzling auroras.

The ground-shaking disruption came from ahead, and Heimdall, colossal as a small hill, staggered, the ground beneath him cratering as though struck by meteorites, sinking dozens of meters and forming a huge cone-shaped hole, from which billowing dust rose.

“Since you don’t wish to speak, then I’ll have to ask in my own way.” Luo En shook his fists, pondering calmly.

Damn Central Courter, how dare he fight back?!

Seeing this scene, Bragi was both shocked and furious, and immediately started to quickly trace Lun Runes with his finger as the brush and blood as the ink, shooting them forwards.

Yet those Divine Patterns, powerful enough to split mountains and break ridges, upon striking Luo En, only sparked momentarily before extinguishing, failing utterly to stop his forward movement.

Seeing that figure about to break through Heimdall’s guardian rainbow and continue reaching towards his brother Bragi, the War God Tyr could no longer hold back.

“Stop!”

With a roar, Tyr took his Ulu Divine Steel longsword in hand and sweeped it forward, the sharp arc of light splitting into seven as it struck toward Luo En’s wrists, chest, throat, and other vital areas.

As the Asa’s War God, Tyr was a master of combat skills, so his first move was meant to strike the enemy and force them to back off.

But he clearly overestimated himself and underestimated his opponent.

Golden flames ignited from Luo En’s body, forming a terrifying heat that warped and vibrated the space, instantly melting the light from Tyr’s sword.

This guy is so strong!

Tyr and Heimdall exchanged a look, sensing danger, and couldn’t care to hold back any longer, they attacked together.

A colorful rainbow and golden-crimson patterns weaved into a continuous sword-blade wall, rolling toward the oncoming figure.

Meanwhile, Bragi, who had recovered from the initial shock, hurriedly chanted the Divine Word with rapid movements of his lips:

“World Tree, root of all things; Where I stand, is my territory—[ᚪ], [ᛈ], [ᛒ]!”

Under the influence of the Rune, sacred trees like oaks, birches, and purple robes rose from the ground, their light-shaped branches piercing towards Luo En in the center like long spears.

Facing the joint attack of the three Asa Chief Gods, Luo En’s expression remained as calm as it was at the start, slowly raising his hand forward, and then fiercely clenched his fingers.

“Puff! Puff! Puff!”

Accompanied by a strong sense of spatial compression, rainbows, sword lights, and forests disappeared like soap bubbles under the sun, and the three Asa Chief Gods vomited a mouthful of golden blood as if they were struck by thunder and were sent flying backwards.

The exchange between the two parties appeared complex, but it all happened within a flash of Lightning Stone Fire.

The Light Elves, Xili, Celebrian, and other observers with weaker sensory abilities hadn’t even reacted before they saw the earth sink, flames shoot up, and the three hitherto invincible Asa Chief Gods laid prostrate on the ground, completely devoid of the strength to resist.

The strong dissonance and astonishment caused everyone’s minds to go blank, staring blankly at the drastically altered scene, and at Luo En, the only one still standing.

Luo En didn’t give the three Asa Chief Gods much time to catch their breath, continuing to reach towards the neck of the Poetry God Bragi.

Seeing his brother about to fall into the hands of an outsider, Heimdall bit his golden teeth, resolutely planted the Guardian Sword into the ground, and rotated it forcefully for one turn.

“Hum!”

In an instant, a rainbow pillar composed of water vapor, flame light, dust, and Magic Power descended from the sky, covering Bragi, Heimdall and Tyr, simultaneously forcing Luo En back.

As the light faded, hundreds of fully armed Immortal Palace Guards stood at the ready, and an old one-eyed man, wearing a horned helmet, draped in golden Armor, and holding a withered-branch-like long spear, riding a majestic white Pegasus, took his position at the front of the formation, overlooking everyone.

Seeing that iconic figure, the onlookers at the scene were all startled.

Odin!

The Divine King of Asa had personally joined the battle; this Central Court was finished!

Xili, Rose, Celebrian, and others’ complexions drastically changed, instinctively reaching for their weapons and moving closer to Luo En.

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At the same time, Poetry God Bragi, who believed he now controlled the entire situation, excitedly rushed forward and loudly denounced:

“Father God, your timing is impeccable! This Central Court has dared to lift his hand against us; you must take him down and let him know the consequences of defying the Deities!”

“It was you who killed the son of the Dwarf King first; I merely came to seek justice.”

Luo En stood up, correcting the misunderstanding with a hint of resignation.

Odin looked in the direction of the voice and his eyelids twitched, murmuring in a low voice:

“Kneel!”

“I’m afraid that won’t be possible,” Luo En said with a smile and a shake of his head.

“That’s right! A simple kneeling is too lenient for him!” Upon hearing the refusal, an ecstatic Bragi furiously suggested, “To deal with such a person, he must be punished severely!”

Luo En nodded and asked, “Will one leg do?”

“In your dreams!” Bragi sneered with a vicious smile, “First, we need to break both your legs so that you kneel and repent!”

Odin sighed and raised the Eternal Spear in his hand.

“Crack!”

Accompanied by a quiet crackling sound, Bragi, who was just then making a passionate speech, suddenly shrank in stature and fell to the ground.

In astonishment, he lowered his head to look at his legs, twisted like pretzels beneath him, and at the white bone shards piercing through his flesh. After a long moment in a daze, he finally felt the piercing intense pain, and let out an agonized wail of pain.

“Shut up!”

A chilling voice sounded, and Bragi, seeing his father Odin’s menacing glare, immediately fell silent, swallowing the scream that had reached his throat.

Then, without a glance at Bragi lying on the ground, Odin dismounted his warhorse and, under the astonished gazes of the onlookers, he opened his arms wide and embraced the figure in front of him warmly:

“Loki, my dear friend, my brother, welcome back!”