Omniverse: The End Begins by Playing the Hero King

However, just as he was about to bring the wine cup to his lips, he suddenly felt an unusually oppressive aura.

Was this aura coming from the old man Zeus?

Looking over, Ares couldn't help but be startled because Zeus's expression had become particularly grim, like the prelude to an outburst of rage.

W-what's going on?

It had been so many years since he had seen Zeus like this.

His pupils constricted slightly, and he also noticed Hermes beside Zeus, whose expression was also somewhat gloomy.

What is it?

He looked towards the other mythological systems, especially towards the Norse side.

The moment he saw Odin, Ares almost felt his skin crawl. Odin was even more terrifying, exuding an aura that seemed capable of destroying everything.

What in the world is happening?

He noticed that the expressions of many of the Sovereign Gods had instantly become extremely heavy.

Thor won, so why did everyone look so terrified?

His gaze returned to the arena. Heimdallr, who was acting as the host, had also lost his originally excited demeanor and become gloomy.

What in the world—!

With a crack, the wine cup in Ares's hand shattered.

He finally understood why everyone was like this.

It wasn't that the gods had won, but that the gods had lost!!!

"How could this be!"

He staggered to his feet, murmuring in disbelief.

Most of the gods who had been cheering and celebrating also seemed to sense something and gradually quieted down.

"Hmm? Sister Brunhilde, what's wrong?"

Goll, who had thought the first match was already lost, slumped on the ground. She also noticed that the atmosphere emanating from the gods was off, becoming unusually oppressive.

Especially from the Norse gods—

"Eek!!!"

An inarticulate cry escaped her lips because the Overgod Odin had also glanced in their direction.

That glance was so terrifying that she felt as if her soul were about to be torn apart!

What had happened to make Lord Odin so enraged?

She glanced at her sister out of the corner of her eye. Her sister, who had also seemed nervous, now wore a joyful expression.

Her sister had also noticed Odin staring at her, so her smile became even brighter. Lord Odin, in turn, became even more somber, making Goll's heart feel like it couldn't bear such a gaze that felt like it could kill someone.

What in the world is going on?

"Goll, stand up and cheer for our victory!!!"

"Huh?"

What nonsense was Sister Brunhilde spouting? What victory was theirs?

Was she saying that Hegemon King Xiang Yu had won this match?

But the Hegemon King on the stage clearly had no strength left to fight; just standing was a struggle.

In contrast, Lord Thor—

"Ah!"

A slightly hoarse sound escaped Goll's lips, and her eyes widened in shock and trembled.

A red line appeared around Lord Thor's neck, a line that circled his entire neck.

In the next instant, blood spurted out, and Thor's head separated from his body.

"Lord Thor... lost?"

She murmured in disbelief.

"What else? Can someone live after their head is gone?"

As Brunhilde's words fell, Thor, the strongest Berserker of Thunder from the Norse side, his body, like porcelain struck by impact, instantly became covered in cracks.

Then, it truly shattered, turning into specks of light and disappearing into the air.

Thus, the divine spectators who witnessed this scene fell into complete silence.

And the human spectators—

"D-did we win?"

"Ah, of course, we won. The opponent disappeared."

"So, the first match between humans and gods was won by humanity?"

"Humanity won!"

For a moment, the cheers seemed to pierce the heavens.

How did they lose?

What happened in that instant? How was such a fatal blow delivered?

The host, Heimdallr, began to narrate in a deep voice, replaying the events in slow motion.

The clash between the two sides saw Thor's axe head heavily strike down towards Hegemon King Xiang Yu, seemingly splitting him in two.

Hegemon King Xiang Yu, who initially appeared to intend to block with his two arms, clearly couldn't withstand it. He switched to blocking with four arms, swords crossed.

However, even the four swords couldn't withstand that terrifying blow and shattered.

Still, they held on for a brief moment, preventing Xiang Yu from being split in half, but a massive wound was opened in his chest.

Up to this point, it seemed Thor had the upper hand. So why did Thor lose in the end?

Xiang Yu's weapons were shattered, and his four limbs were twisted to the point where he could barely lift them. How could he still attack?

As the super slow-motion playback continued, they finally understood how it was done.

When the shattered swords broke apart, their fragments were still in the air. At this moment, Xiang Yu suddenly thrust his head forward and bit down on a relatively long sword hilt.

As he crossed paths with Thor, the bitten blade flashed across Thor's neck.

This was the instant that most gods and humans missed, the moment that decided the victor.

In other words, humanity had slain a god!

Chapter 65: Stirring Shadows

The arrogant gods who had been spewing insults at humanity were now forced to grit their teeth, enduring the accumulated anger and mockery from the human side.

"This is humanity's victory!"

"See? Why aren't you being arrogantly overbearing anymore?"

"You called us mere bugs? And you couldn't even beat a bug?"

They finally understood the humiliation humanity had experienced before.

Thus, some gods could only remain silent, lowering their heads.

It was unclear if they didn't want humanity to see their shame and anger, or if they were mourning the fallen Thor.

"Damn it, this wasn't a fight between humans and gods at all."

"What's with that mechanical body? Is that even human?"

"This match is completely unfair!"

A few stubborn gods began to bluster in their rage.

They even uttered the word "unfair" and declared their disapproval of the match, which drew scorn.

"Enough!"

"Shut up."

"Aren't you embarrassed enough already?"

Other gods, unable to watch any longer, stepped in to stop them, but this particular god seemed determined to argue nonsensically.

The next moment, this god suddenly stiffened, his eyes fixed on a certain direction with extreme fear. It was the position of the Norse Overgod.

The instant that figure came into view, the god's pupils lost their luster, and he slumped down powerlessly.

"Heimdallr, announce the result!!!"

A voice that seemed to come from the deepest pits of hell made Heimdallr shiver.

That voice belonged to Odin.

"The final battle between gods and humans, the first round, has concluded with a victory for the human side – Hegemon King Xiang Yu of Western Chu!!!"

"This is truly not good..."

The one who spoke these words was Shiva of the Indian pantheon. He twisted his neck, making cracking sounds.

His blood was boiling, so he needed to find Zeus and ensure he participated in the next match, no matter what.

He could no longer stand it.

"Thor lost the first match, what should we do, Uncle Odin?"

The moment Loki finished speaking, his expression changed drastically, and he immediately dodged, preparing his defenses.

However, it seemed as if nothing had happened; Odin did nothing to him.

But the aura he released in that instant made Loki truly feel as if death was about to consume him.

So, he gave a wry smile and left.

Otherwise, if he stayed, one wrong word from him, or one slip-up, and he might actually be killed by Odin.

Where to go? Naturally, to the Greek pantheon, to tease the God of War, Ares.

But before going there, I'll go see someone first.

"Sister, this is real—"

Before she could even finish the word "won," Goll's tongue felt as if it had accidentally blocked her throat, rendering her speechless.

In fact, she was startled by the sudden appearance of a certain individual, the God of Trickery—Loki, a god who also sent chills down her spine.

Brunhilde, who witnessed Loki's appearance before her eyes, also turned cold.

"Congratulations, Brunhilde, congratulations on winning the first match."

Though it sounded like a sincere congratulation, Brunhilde found it quite sickening.

"So, you're furious inside, aren't you? No need to force a smile."

Brunhilde retorted sarcastically, causing the God of Trickery before her to frown slightly.

But this guy's expression changed incredibly fast, returning to his annoying smiling face in less than a blink of an eye.

"Guess Uncle Odin isn't angry, after all, Thor is dead."

These words made Brunhilde's face stiffen. The god she feared the most was Odin.

In fact, Brunhilde hadn't really expected to win the first match. Her goal was simply to let the gods know that humanity truly had the potential to kill gods.

Therefore, Thor's loss was not in her plan. She shouldn't have angered Odin in the first match.

But who would have thought they would actually win the first match? Thor was dead, which surely provoked Odin, as he was his son.

"Winning one match doesn't necessarily delay humanity's end; it might even accelerate it, Brunhilde~"

After saying this with a light chuckle, Loki disappeared.

"Sister."