At this moment, the realm of the gods was blessed with exceptionally fine weather.
It was like a celestial paradise here.
Countless floating islands drifted slowly through the sky, surrounded by swirling mist that gave them an ethereal air. Various palaces and temples had been built upon every island.
Although each pantheon had its own territory, there was also a place for the Council of the Gods.
At that moment, several chief gods from different pantheons sat in their seats within a vast, spacious, resplendent palace, where all manner of rare treasures lay on display. Their expressions were cold and solemn as a gloomy atmosphere hung over the hall.
Even under those circumstances, Poseidon had still lost the third battle between gods and humans... The gods found it difficult to believe, much less accept.
It meant that the human representative possessed power that completely surpassed even chief gods, perhaps even supreme gods!
Even without the rules of Ragnarok, they would still be killed!
Were they afraid? They truly were.
But more importantly, they needed to discuss a countermeasure.
"Everyone, have you found out where Brunhilde found those humans?"
No one knew how long the oppressive atmosphere had lasted before Odin, king of the Norse gods, finally spoke. His voice was exceptionally low.
He had not let go of his son's death! There might have been a slim chance of Resurrection, but... it was unforgivable. Thor had been his greatest pride, yet he had been slain by a human woman before the entire world.
"I already sent people to investigate. We looked through all seven million years of human history—all tribes, all nations!"
"There are no records of their births or deaths, nor are there any accounts of their deeds."
Hermes, messenger of the gods, spoke immediately upon hearing this. He