The Greece Antagonist-Chapter 1004 - 90: You’re so naughty, I like it so much! (5.3k words, reached 13k, asking big shots to vote and spur on)_3

Chapter 1004: Chapter 90: You’re so naughty, I like it so much! (5.3k words, reached 13k, asking big shots to vote and spur on)_3

By comparison, their Greek Origin God, Chaos, really epitomizes kindness.

——Sacrificing himself to the whales, he provided a realm for all things to grow, pioneering infinite possibilities for the world.

To pay tribute to such an exemplary Origin God, the only thing Luo En could think of was to send another, quite the opposite example for him to keep company.

Luo En narrowed his eyes, and looked towards the Three Fates:

"If the Divine Kings of the Nine Realms of the Nordics are unreliable, what about me? Let me carry the Heavenly Destiny of the Nordic and join forces with you. Can we defeat Orlog?"

Upon hearing this, the Norn Three Goddesses suddenly felt like waking from a dream.

Indeed, besides the several Divine Kings from Nordic itself, there is also a foreign Divine King right before their eyes!

The Three Fates partnered with a Heavenly Destiny Divine King might indeed bridge the gap between "Divine King" and "Origin," challenging that Father God.

But the odds of victory were still slim.

Urd sighed, her face a picture of helplessness:

"Your Divine Power, intellect, and combat skills are indeed formidable. But unfortunately, your most important Authority comes from another Divine Era. There are no followers of yours here, no temple of yours, nor is this the land that nurtured you, and your own Divine Era is in turmoil, unable to provide you with sufficient support. Thus, even with our blessings, you can’t win against the Father God fighting on his home ground."

Hearing Urd’s tone, which seemed genuinely discouraging, Luo En could only listen and advise honestly, speaking regretfully:

"I see, then there is only one last method left."

"What is it?"

"The principle of sacrificing others to save oneself; we start with another Divine Era, gathering enough sacrifices for the World Tree’s fruition before Ragnarök, and then secretly use this Fruit of Destiny to extend the life of my Divine Era."

Luo En solemnly presented an alternative plan, adding righteously,

"Once I succeed, you can play the Great Chorale, awaken Orlog, and conveniently pin all the blame on me. When Orlog seeks revenge for the humiliation, intending to devour the Divine Era I belong to, he will necessarily launch a grand Divine War."

The Norn Three Goddesses brightened up at his words.

Initiating a Divine War under the circumstances of unknown enemy conditions would inevitably require immense manpower.

In other words, that Father God might pause the Great Sacrifice of Ragnarök and instead mobilize the forces of the Nine Great Kingdoms to launch a full-scale war against the Divine Era to which this guy belongs!

Shifting internal strife with external conflict, fostering peace through war, perfect!

The straightforward Scouty gave a thumbs up, genuinely praising:

"You’re so bad!"

"?"

Luo En’s face darkened slightly at the compliment.

And then, Scouty’s face lit up with an excited grin, as if she thrived on chaos.

"I absolutely love it!"

"..."

Urd and Belldandy fell silent in unison.

Seeing the solemn atmosphere being led astray by the youngest sister, Urd quickly coughed lightly and brought the topic back on track:

"The strategy is perfect, but where are we going to find this unlucky Divine Era?"

"Just ask Freya. She must remember who forced the Warner Divine Race out of their homeland, making them cross the sea to the Nordic God Era and live under someone else’s roof."

Hearing that malicious encouragement, the Norn Three Goddesses immediately got the message.

——Ireland-Celtic!

Urd tapped on the table, her eyes slightly squinting:

"So, are we initiating a Divine War now?"

"This way, many people will die..."

The kindest Belldandy sighed helplessly, her eyes filled with reluctance.

Whereas the liveliest Scouty, seemed eager to jump at the opportunity:

"Bring it on, bring it on! I want to join the battle! I want to see rivers of blood!"

"No problem, there’s a position just perfect for you under my command."

"What?"

"Commander of the Valkyrie Corps! Imagine, leading a group of Valkyries across the battlefield, how majestic!"

Luo En spoke with a tempting voice, like a creepy old man who lures naive girls with candy.

And the simple-minded Scouty, predictably took the bait, nodding excitedly:

"Good, it’s settled then, from today on, I’m a member of the Valkyrie Corps~!"

Luo En nodded in approval, smiling and stretching out his hand to high-five Scouty as a pact.

Urd and Belldandy wanted to stop them, but it was already too late.

With the last of the Norn Three Goddesses firmly tied to his chariot, a malicious smile flickered in Luo En’s eyes.

Although in the current version, the Valkyries’ superior is the Love Goddess Freya. According to certain legends, Scouty from the Norn Three Goddesses had also once served as the leader of the Valkyrie Corps. Moreover, it seems that the other two of the Norn Three Goddesses are also notably listed in the ranks of the Valkyries.

Since they are now birds of a feather, why not tie them even tighter together?

After all, while there seem to be two plans, there’s only one outcome.

— And that is to have a falling out with Orlog and see who has the tougher luck!

And once they’ve tangled with that Origin God of the Nordic, did the Norn Three Goddesses who have followed him for miles really think they could get off the boat?

Dream on!

As for what was previously said about "taking the fall alone"...

Sorry, it seems the other side has forgotten that his Divine Office in the Nordic is Lies and Deceit.

Thinking of this, Luo En looked affectionately at Belldandy and Urd, who had decided to join the Valkyrie Corps together, to ensure the plan was carried out for Scouty’s sake, as if looking at three cute silly hares that had willingly jumped into the pit.

~~

Meanwhile, in a dark kingdom where sunlight could not reach.

The perimeter was surrounded by seven towering black rock walls, leaden clouds looming overhead, and countless spirits and phantoms wandering in the wilderness, bright and dim.

At the end of this City of the Dead, a castle built against a mountain stood tall and proud.

Past the tightly closed stone doors, the inside of the great hall was pitch-dark and gloomy, as if recently scoured by the flames of war, with remnants of battle-scarred marks from spears, shards of ice, bloodstains, and deep pits everywhere.

Ghostly blue flames in the Ghost Fire Lamp Furnace flickered with the wind; a purple-haired, blood-eyed, Otherworldly Queen dressed in a purple bodysuit, her face covered by a black veil, leaned on a grotesque throne made of bones and strange stones. In one hand, she held a Crimson Demon Spear, and in the other, she toyed with a Rune Stone engraved with bizarre Divine Patterns, her eyes revealing a look full of interest.

Otherworld, huh? Interesting!

She tossed the Rune Stone into a Magic Circle Diagram comprised of Ogan Tree Runes, and, as the light patterns flashed, a gateway formed of shadowy skeletons slowly opened.

The purple-haired, blood-eyed queen curled up her lips into a smile, rose from her throne, spear in hand, and stepped directly into the gate that lay between illusion and reality.

Stepping into — a new battlefield!