The Greece Antagonist

Whether they are willing or unwilling, as long as they behave during their term and complete their missions on time, the rest doesn't matter.

"Dang!"

Just as Morgan was about to relax, a deep, oppressive bell toll came from the sky.

The elves looked towards the bell tower outside the royal palace and saw the Disaster Bell, which had been silent for who knows how many years, roaring and trembling under the moonlight.

"Dang! Dang! Dang!"

The sound grew more intense, and the bronze rust on the Disaster Bell flaked off. Every swing of the pendulum, inscribed with Ogan Tree Runes, multiplied the density of clouds and dark air in the night sky.

As the bell tolled for the seventh time, the thirteen obsidian towers summoned by Morgan with the Holy Lance crumbled, releasing endless malice like tar, coalescing into terrifying shapes in mid-air, and surged toward the elves on the square.

"Get back!"

Morgan shouted angrily, raising the magic wand, the illusion of Chalk City appearing behind them, forcefully dragging these escaping calamities' wills into his Divine Realm, resealing and suppressing them.

After accomplishing all this, Morgan did not look well.

Because this wasn't the end, but a new beginning.

The Disaster Bell's long tolling seven times signaled that the unprecedented Great Catastrophe prophesied by fate had arrived!

~~

Meanwhile, at Albion's Tomb.

The once empty and desolate Immortal Realm was now overcrowded.

The mighty Nordic army nearly filled every corner of the Immortal Realm, with a large number of reinforcements quickly arriving via teleportation techniques constructed with the Rainbow Bridge and Gold Tree.

Magic potions, secret arrows, armor, divine tools, and other strategic materials were continuously transported into the Immortal Realm, preparing for the impending Divine War.

"Loki, you're amazing! Sneaking into the Celtic Divine Era alone and quietly securing this important bridgehead for our army! Regardless of the outcome of this Divine War, you deserve the highest credit!"

Odin first warmly embraced Luo En, then vigorously patted his blood brother on the shoulder, highly praising his achievements.

"Just luck,"

Luo En replied casually, then asked Odin,

"What about your side? Did everyone arrive?"

"Don't worry, anyone who could come is here!"

Odin responded with a hearty laugh and then began to show his good brother the current gathering of forces in Nordics.

Luo En scanned the familiar faces, secretly calculating in his mind.

There are currently three Divine King Levels: Asa Divine King Odin, Warner God King Njord, and himself, elected as the Guardian by humans, elves, and dwarves;

The Norn Three Goddesses, who collaborated with him, also joined as Valkyries in the Valkyrie Corps on the front line. Due to their special nature, it's hard to determine their level, but combined, they are not inferior to Divine Kings and can even exert greater strength through unique mechanisms.

There are more than ten Chief Gods: Love Goddess Freya, God of Fertility Frey, Thunder God Thor, Harvest Goddess Sif, War God Tyr, Guardian God Heimdall, Poetry God Bragi, Light Elf Queen Celebrian, Dark Elf Queen Rose, Winter God Skadi, Wise Wolf Helo, World Serpent Jormangard…

There are even more deities and demigods, making it unnecessary to count.

Furthermore, the conventional forces on the Nordic side are also abundant:

The Asa Immortal Palace Guard and Valkyrie Corps, Warner's Said Wizards and warriors, thousands of Mountain Giants and Frost Giants from the Land of Chaos, a large number of excellent craftsmen and heavy armor warriors from the Dwarf Country, the Warlock Brotherhood of the Central Court, and the Divine Blood Guard of the Northern Countries, totaling in the hundreds of thousands.

Moreover, they are essentially elite, each one ten times stronger.

It can be said that, in order to win this Divine War, Odin nearly emptied his arsenal, mobilizing almost all the strength he could.

Thinking for a moment, Luo En frowned and asked:

"Is Frigg the only one left guarding the Immortal Palace?"

"Yes, she's still pregnant and not convenient to move; otherwise, I would have brought her too."

"Isn't this too risky?"

"There's no choice. Ever since the World Tree experienced the last contamination, its divine power and divinity have never fully recovered. Recently, it has shown signs of withering and disease. To conquer the Celtic Divine Era, we must strike while the World Tree's vitality is still strong. Otherwise, the longer we wait, the more troublesome it will become."

"What about Hela? What's her situation?"

"Don't worry, after receiving your letter, she stationed Nidhogg in the Mist Country."

Hearing this news, Luo En's tightly furrowed brows finally relaxed.

Although Hela is restricted by her curse from easily leaving the Netherworld, she's perfectly suitable for home defense.

With her and Black Dragon King Nidhogg there, the rear is absolutely secured.

Thinking about how, due to various reasons, he and that student often spent more time apart than together, frequently making promises he couldn't keep, Luo En suddenly felt a bit guilty:

"After this battle is over, when I return, I must spend more time with her."

"That's only right."

Odin agreed but then switched the topic,

"However, with the Divine War imminent, let's first discuss how to win this first battle in the Celtic Divine Era."

Saying this, he gathered the top Nordic Divine Era figures and led them into the palace in the Immortal Realm for a heated pre-war discussion.

~~

Meanwhile, in the Nordic Netherworld, the Death Temple.