"Damn it, the intruder released the major criminals on the second level!!"
Several Norse War Department personnel rushing through the passage saw Lin Qiye wielding Kusanagi-no-Tsurugi to tear open a corner of the seal, and their expressions instantly turned incomparably grim!
"Even the chief gods couldn't break these seals. How did a mere human do it?!"
"Stop him, quickly!"
"It's too late. Major criminals from three cells have already escaped."
"This is going to be a disaster..."
Amid the shocked cries of the Norse War Department, three figures stepped out of their cells. Their builds, sizes, and skin colors varied, as though they came from different nations, but all of them were covered in hideous, twisted scars that seemed to have been left by some kind of torture device.
"Hahahaha... I'm out!! Those damned Norse Gods can forget about locking me up again!!"
One of them, a burly Indian God, had no idea how long he had been imprisoned in his cell. His disheveled long hair hung around him like a bird's nest, yet his voice was as loud and resonant as a great bell.
Before his laughter had faded, a tsunami-like wave of savage aura surged from behind him. A pair of crimson beast eyes glowed with frenzied killing intent in the darkness. Fenrir opened his bloody maw and instantly tore away half of the Indian God's body!
"...Idiot." A short figure shrouded in black mist let out a low growl. Without a second thought, he turned and fled in the opposite direction.
The second-lowest level of this Abyssal Dungeon held mostly Lesser Gods from Asgard or other divine kingdoms who had committed grave crimes. Against Demon Wolf Fenrir, they had virtually no chance of winning.
The other major-criminal Lesser God who had escaped did not hesitate either. He