Facing the pressure brought by Naga's endlessly emerging Spirit Words, the golden light in Odin's single eye suddenly blazed fiercely. He chose the most direct, most violent response.
Spirit Word: Indra!
This was the lesser Spirit Word of "Wrath of Indra," the exclusive Spirit Word of the King of Sky and Wind, and also the thunderous authority Odin had wielded most often throughout his long campaigns!
Gungnir pointed toward the heavens, drawing down the divine thunder of the nine skies! In an instant, countless dazzling bolts tore through the gloomy canopy, crashing down upon Naga and the elemental giant she had summoned like spears of Judgment, accompanied by deafening detonations!
Wherever the lightning passed, the air scorched and the rain evaporated. Pure destructive energy sought to thoroughly purge every defiant thing.
He used the purest power to clash head-on against those ever-changing, wondrous Spirit Word arts!
The elemental giant let out a silent roar, enduring the savage lightning strikes head-on. The lightning armor around its body flickered erratically, while its body of river water and flame churned violently. Yet it still swung that black warhammer with all its strength, smashing it toward Odin on horseback with the force to crush mountains!
Meanwhile, Naga's true body had already dispersed into countless dark-red feathers the instant before the Thunderstorm descended, drifting apart eerily and escaping the core coverage of the storm in a blink.
She reappeared at a safe distance and swung the Pale Bone Staff once more. Her ethereal chant carried icy killing intent. "Gathering waves into water blades, emerald tides shatter ice strings!"
Countless flowing emerald waves rose in response from the river's surface, rapidly freezing and taking shape in midair. They became hundreds upon hundreds of crystalline, enormous ice blades with razor-sharp edges. As though launched from invisible bowstrings,