Round Two: A Demon Represents the Gods? / The Gods Will Surely Send a Heavy Hitter for Round Two, Which Means She Really Needs to Draw a Trump Card...

Goll, who had been about to rejoice, was once again shrouded in unease.

"Let's go, Goll."

"Huh? Where?"

Her fear of Odin had thrown Goll's mind into such chaos that she could not understand her sister's words for a moment.

After the gods lost the opening match, they would definitely send out a heavyweight figure for the next round. It would probably be someone Sovereign-class.

In other words, she would have to use one of those kings who served as her trump cards.

Come to think of it, his body had ended up like that. How was he supposed to be treated?

That gave Brunhilde quite a headache. Who knew how to repair a humanoid divine weapon capable of defeating a god like Thor?

Then, after meeting him, she found that his condition looked even worse than Brunhilde had expected.

If he truly was an artificial human made with purely human technology, he should have broken down long ago.

However, he had said that he possessed self-repair capabilities and did not need her to worry about him. That was good.

"Brunhilde, did you truly propose Ragnarok in order to save humanity?"

The Hegemon King, Xiang Yu, suddenly asked this. At the same time, a terrifying aura burst from him and bore down on Brunhilde, filling her with a chill in an instant.

What was going on?

Why was Xiang Yu suddenly doubting her actions? It was as if he suspected that she had proposed Ragnarok for some ulterior motive.

That was why he was directing killing intent at her.

"It was for humanity!!!"

She answered immediately, without the slightest trace of falsehood on her face, and he stared deeply at her.

"I understand."

With those words, Xiang Yu turned and left.

Brunhilde failed to notice, and could not have noticed, that he held a card in his hand.

On that card was the image of a dead figure.

Within a gigantic Divine Temple.

"This Ragnarok battle is quite interesting. It seems beneficial to us as well."

The person seated upon the Supreme Throne of the Divine Temple spoke with amusement.

If possible, he hoped the humans would kill even more powerful Main Gods next, such as Zeus and Odin.

Ideally, both sides would perish together.

"For the next match, I intend to send one of my people."

"Oh? Do you have a plan?"

The person on the Supreme Throne asked with interest.

"I plan to..."

The god with the most wings spoke of his plan to the Primal God before him, a giant of a being.

The Second Round: The Gods' Representative, a Demon?

He had not expected such a crisis to be hidden beneath Ragnarok.

However, Bai Yue did not currently know much information. At this point in time, he existed in the past.

But his modern-day self in the outside world should know more and already be making preparations.

The reason he knew some things now was naturally because his outside self had passed information to him and sent something in to him.

Ragnarok could also be put to good use. It could force those hidden figures to act, bringing them from the shadows into the open.

Meanwhile, his outside self was also preparing to enter this special Heavenly Realm Space where Ragnarok was taking place.

This space also served as a transportation hub connecting the headquarters spaces of all divine pantheons.

As for why he had questioned the Valkyrie Brunhilde earlier, it was to see whether she was an enemy.

Could it be that she had deliberately initiated Ragnarok? That she had not truly done so for humanity's future, but to draw the gods' attention and make it easier for the hidden darkness to stir?

Now, it seemed that she truly knew nothing. She had initiated Ragnarok purely because of humanity's crisis.

It was merely a coincidence that her actions had also made it easier for the forces lurking in the shadows to move.

With the gods' attention focused on Ragnarok, their usual defenses and vigilance would relax, allowing those shadows to spread more easily.

And judging from the information his future self had revealed, it seemed that they had already clashed with the other side later in history.

Furthermore, the enemy's headquarters apparently possessed an independent World Tree space like his own, making it difficult to locate their base.

Looking at the card in his hand, he decided to test someone. He wondered whether that person belonged to that side.

A one-eyed man in a black robe radiated an aura that made all the surrounding gods fear him.

None of them dared meet his gaze, afraid they would be caught up in his rage.

After all, his son had just died on the arena. Who could say whether this Supreme God would suddenly vent his fury on gods like them?

Only after the Norse Supreme God's figure gradually disappeared down the corridor did the gods finally breathe a sigh of relief.

"Hmm?"

Odin's expression darkened slightly as soon as he returned to his lounge.

An uninvited guest stood before his room.

The next instant, a black aura spread from his body, corroding everything it touched.

In the blink of an eye, darkness swallowed the entire room.

Then, a muffled cry of pain rang out, and the darkness instantly receded. The room returned to normal, but there was now another figure inside—the uninvited guest.

"I never expected traitors like you to dare appear before me. You have no idea what death is!"

As his bone-chilling voice rang out, Odin tightened his grip around the uninvited guest's neck. The man's bones were already groaning.

"St-stop, I'm not lying."

The person in his grasp struggled to force out those words.

Yet Odin seemed to have no intention of paying attention. He tightened his hand further, and the uninvited guest's struggling body gradually stopped moving as his eyes began to roll back.

"Hmph!"

Just as the man was about to step into the world of death, Odin snorted coldly and released him.

"Cough, cough, cough!"

The uninvited guest coughed violently and gulped down several breaths of air.

"That person truly has a way to resurrect Lord Thor."

He had already said this once when the darkness swallowed him. Had Odin been any slower to stop, he truly would have been killed.

"So what price do I have to pay?"

Odin asked expressionlessly. His oppressive gaze made the uninvited guest break out in cold sweat.

"All Lord Odin needs to do is send this person out in the second round."

This demon's identity was far from simple, and his strength indeed qualified him to stand in the arena.

However, because his identity and abilities were rather special, the gods did not want to send him out except under exceptional circumstances.

Yet those people wanted him to take the field this time. There was clearly a conspiracy behind it.

That meant this fellow had betrayed the entire Heavenly Realm as well, did it not?

"Get out!"

He neither agreed nor refused, but that answer had, in a sense, already given the other party his response.

"Master, are you going to agree?"

"Which side should we believe?"

The two ravens spoke with great worry, but their master did not answer them...

No matter which choice he made, it could place their master in a terrible situation.

But if he chose neither, then Lord Thor would truly be lost forever.

Akasha's Chamber.

Brunhilde bit her thumb as she agonized over whom to select for the second round.

For the second round, the gods would definitely send a heavyweight figure. That meant she truly needed to draw one of her trump cards.

Which of these three kings should she choose?

If she did not choose one of the three, then whom should she select instead?

Right, how about choosing this one—the human closest to a godly form?

"Sister, are you choosing this one?"

Goll stared at the figure on the virtual panel before her in astonishment.

If it was him, they truly had a chance of winning. After all, this human was far too special.

He was a human created by the gods in their own image, who later lived in Eden.

But because he defied the gods' will and ate the forbidden fruit from the Tree of Knowledge of Good and Evil, he and his wife were expelled from Eden.

Yes, he was Adam.

"Right now, he's the only one we can choose."

Before she discovered those three special kings, Brunhilde had already regarded Adam as a trump card.

Now was the time to send Adam out.

Even without using a divine weapon, Adam possessed the power to slay gods. Back then, he had instantly killed the Snake God who framed him and Eve.

If he also underwent Valkyrie divine weapon forging, fighting a Main God would not be impossible.

She settled on him. Brunhilde was about to press the button and summon him.

But at that moment, a hand grabbed hers. She was startled—it had appeared beside her without any warning.

Who was it?

Brunhilde's pupils contracted as she finally noticed a virtual panel that had appeared beside her on its own and was now fading away.

That panel also displayed a figure, and the person holding her hand was that very figure.

He had come out on his own.

And this person left Brunhilde utterly astonished.

A being who was practically a trump card and ace had actually taken the initiative to appear.

"If possible, let me take this match."

The Gods' Side

He was known as the cursed god.

He had been cursed by the great terror known as Satan, so he could only ever be alone.

Any god who came into contact with him or became involved with him would suffer misfortune.

Satan would devour their hearts and take their lives.

Because of this, no one dared approach him, much less become his friend.

However, one day, three people appeared. Though they clearly knew of his evil reputation, they still dared approach him.

Unfazed by those rumors, they believed they were nothing more than superstition deliberately fabricated by someone. They reached out their hands to him and welcomed him into their group.

At last, he was no longer alone. At last, he had made friends.