One hour ago.
Grimm was holding a pre-battle mobilization meeting with the makeshift small group of Ishtar, Ereshkigal, and Francesca.
“…Everyone! First, we must be clear, what is our team’s unchanging goal?”
Grimm’s voice was resonant and full of vigor, and that awe-inspiring aura gave the illusion that the next second he would immediately draw his blade to hack and kill the enemy troops.
“Defeat Odin!”
As soon as his words fell, Francesca jumped out first, waving her arm and shouting with an excited face, somewhat resembling the second-in-command henchman of a pyramid scheme organization.
Ereshkigal was not to be outdone, following closely behind to echo the shout.
“De-Defeat Odin.”
Ishtar had no choice, her voice sounding like it was squeezed out from between her teeth.
Grimm frowned, walked over to her side, glared, and reprimanded, “Loudly, I can’t hear you!”
“Defeat Odin!!”
Ishtar gritted her teeth and was forced to roar in bitter resentment.
It always felt like there was a bit of personal grievance mixed into it.
“Very good, very spirited!”
Grimm nodded.
“This is also the core ideology that we cannot omit in holding this mobilization meeting! From the first step at the current stage to the second and third steps in the future, until the ultimate victory, we must implement this guiding spirit!”
Ishtar sat down silently and listened, her lips twitching unceasingly.
There were only a few people added up here in total, what mobilization meeting was even needed?
It was completely superfluous.
She only felt that Grimm was torturing her with his psychotic mindset while attempting to deeply brainwash the people around him.
The Goddess sighed silently.
Deeply feeling that everyone else was drunk while she alone was sober.
“…At the same time, this is also our action guideline for the current stage. Please keep this firmly in mind and do not forget our original intention.”
“Next, Ereshkigal will speak to explain the combat content regarding the contest for the dragon veins, Odin’s assassination attacks, and the specific task assignments.”
Ereshkigal cleared her throat.
“First is the deployment around our chosen starting ley line fulcrum to defend against Odin’s assassination…”
Grimm suddenly interrupted, “Wait, it’s not us defending against Odin’s assassination, but rather an assassination operation targeting Odin!”
“Ah?”
Ereshkigal was a bit dazed.
“Shouldn’t it be us establishing a defense line at the fulcrum to block Odin’s sudden attack and offense, so as to buy time and contend for the ley lines—”
Grimm shook his head and said with a solemn expression:
“Remember, it is not setting up a defense line against Odin’s assassination, but rather us setting up traps to assassinate Odin!
“It is not relying on the defense line to passively defend against the opponent’s attack, but rather we are actively attacking Odin’s side!”
“We are the hunters, and Odin and the others are the prey!”
“Don’t get it wrong, Odin, he is the challenger!”
The speech was magnificent and deafening, as if Odin were some stray dog by the roadside that could be kicked to death with a single kick.
Aside, Francesca, the number one henchman in heaven and earth, clapped enthusiastically with a patter, “Heeheehee, well said!”
Ereshkigal’s spirits lifted, and she suddenly understood, hurriedly following along to start clapping.
Ishtar: “…”
Do I have to clap too?
Immediately afterwards, she noticed that the gazes of the three people all fell upon her, who was quiet and seemed aloof from the world.
The concentrated, scorching line of sight condensed into substantial pressure.
“Fine, fine then! I also think it’s well said!”
Ishtar stiffened her face and had no choice but to bite the bullet and join in the applause.
What kind of mobilization meeting was this?
It was clearly a damn obedience test!
After the meeting ended, in the next few tens of minutes, the few of them began to get busy with their respective tasks.
Ereshkigal actually listened to Grimm’s so-called “guiding opinions” and added a large number of settings that enhanced magical energy and boosted combat attributes during the process of building the position.
Because according to Grimm’s words, it was “We have no defense, only offense! Offense is the best defense!”
Ereshkigal also felt that she wasn’t blindly obeying, but genuinely thought Grimm made sense.
Yeah!
Originally, all the control rights of the ley lines were on the opposite side, so Grimm and the others should obviously be the attacking side!
Odin was unwilling to hand over the ley line authority, nor was he willing to see this place completely destroyed, which was why he was the passively defending party!
Grimm’s words had no flaw; taking the initiative to attack and proactively assassinate was right.
There was no need to look ahead and behind worrying too much—just let go of hands and feet and get it done.
At worst, they would sink Niflheim!
Francesca also helped Ereshkigal around the target’s ley line fulcrum, inscribing runes and supplementing some illusion traps and the like.
As for Ishtar…
“Leave this to you. Listen well, this is a very, very important task and cannot afford any mistakes!”
Grimm said with an extremely serious tone while handing over the abyss of odin.
“I don’t expect that the first operation will successfully use the section of the dragon veins we captured to escape from Niflheim, but at least we must try to pass this precious piece of intelligence out!” This chapter is updated first at novelping(.)com.
Ishtar rolled her eyes inwardly.
Precious intelligence?
Thunder wild history!
Whatever, it didn’t matter.
It could just be used as a primary experiment to let this unofficial history take a wave of lightning and see if it could succeed.
Anyway, the mages outside or whoever else weren’t fools; it was impossible for them to really believe this Odin conspiracy theory unofficial history.
If they believed it, she would eat abyss of odin right on the spot!
The moment that familiar spatial fluctuation descended, the dim and shadowy collective enemy figures instantly made the few people waiting here tense up.
“Odin——!!”
Grimm let out a long roar, charging straight ahead fiercely as if using aura to buff himself.
He said it was an assassination, but his actions were entirely frontal breakthroughs.
But he really had a buff on him.
Ereshkigal’s extensive preparations were not in vain.
Grimm felt that this was just like the alchemical matrix underground at Cassell College; the Keeper used the alchemical matrix’s buffs to cover the entire school with his Word Spirit.
And he would cover the entire enemy army!
Looking at the swarming enemy figures in all directions, Ishtar exclaimed, “Oh no! We’ve been surrounded!”
Talk about making a fuss over nothing.
Grimm shouted in the howling wind, “What surrounded? Clearly we have surrounded all of them!”
Talk about turning the tables.
His wild figure rushed into the massive tide of black enemy shadows—just as previously guessed, Odin seemed to value the ley lines particularly, and thus dispatched more retainers—almost simultaneously, the archaic Word Spirit resounded in all directions, rapidly weakening the mystery of the numerous heroic warriors.
Whoosh—!
The rapidly attacking shadow of a spear struck suddenly, but Grimm, as if he had eyes in the back of his head, instantly adjusted his posture and dodged, his eyes looking at Odin, who had assaulted him at some unknown time.
Do you know that these past few days I’ve been practicing in the void with “you” in my head, reviewing and rehearsing until I almost threw up!
Die!
“Hurry up, don’t daze off. There are too many hostile responses, and Francesca’s illusion cannot stall for long!”
Hearing Ereshkigal’s urging, Ishtar was also extremely anxious.
“No way! Just as expected, the spatial spell is running, but this ley line fulcrum can’t transmit anything at all, I reckon it’ll be the same even if we take this place down!”
“It’s Odin, Odin must be interfering!”
“Wait a minute, there’s actually a spell probing over from the outside world, hey!”
A trace of joy should have crept onto Ishtar’s face, but it suddenly stalled.
This feeling…
it feels like it’s linking to the lesser grail on her side?