A few minutes ago.
On a speeding Maybach, Grimm was sharpening his blade right before the battle.
The blade’s surface was snow-white, and runes flickered.
“To act in such a gloomy manner, making us unable to sleep late at night and forcing us into a passive defense, adding to your crimes… Odin, wash your neck clean first and wait; I am coming to take your dog head!”
“Hey, I know you really like to be cautious, but we’ve driven for dozens of kilometers, isn’t it going a bit too far to still call this passively responding to the enemy!”
Ishtar, who had been dragged out in the middle of the night to drive, complained, expressing that she had massive objections:
“At the very beginning, you dragged us up to do this and that, only to find not even a shadow of the enemy after leaving the base gate! Now we still have to drive around everywhere, just to find Odin’s army hiding who knows where.”
Is this what you call preparing for battle and passively responding to the enemy?
This is clearly taking the initiative to dispatch troops and attack!
“Hmph, you are still too naive, Team Member Ishtar!”
Grimm shook his head.
In his view, this Ishtar’s awareness as a team partner was completely inferior to Ereshkigal beside her.
She was arrogant all day, raising all sorts of opinions to talk back to her captain and superior, yet failed to realize how shallow her own understanding was.
No matter how much you understand, can you understand Odin better than a veteran like me who has wandered about Niflheim for decades?!
“Before you came out, I had already discovered the two wolfdogs running away in front of the base gate!”
“Although it was the dog barking that woke us up, I am certain they were spikes sent by Odin to spy on us. Our foothold had long since been included in Odin’s surveillance range, how could we let down our guard? The safehouse was no longer safe!”
“Remember, weakness and ignorance are not barriers to survival, arrogance is!”
He clearly remembered that mixed-blood dogs mixed with dragon bloodlines appeared in the original Dragon Raja novel, which were even harder to deal with than mixed-blood humans.
Mixed-blood dogs of this experimental product mostly could not be separated from Odin’s involvement.
Therefore, when the midnight dog barking disturbed his sleep so much that he couldn’t rest peacefully, Grimm had truly felt beyond outraged at the time.
At the same time, he also felt a deep lingering fear, like a chill invading his spine:
Odin must have come to their stronghold in the middle of the night in advance to spy, figuring out the foundation of the safehouse, so next he would march in with great fanfare without any concealment!
Niflheim’s number one assassination master (self-proclaimed) was dispatching once again!
This wave required a heavy punch!
“You mean Odin also keeps dogs?”
Ishtar was practically going to hold her forehead and look up at the sky.
Putting aside whether this matter was true or false. This chapter is updated first at g.com.
Even if so…
what kind of taste does Odin have?
If you want to keep a pet, you should keep a bull, alright!
“You don’t believe it? I feel that Odin has already started moving; I can perceive it. If we delayed our action by even one step, His preparations would only be more thorough, and His offensive even more fierce.”
Grimm didn’t feel there was any exaggeration anywhere.
This time was different from the previous chance encounter; Grimm had made thorough preparations.
Before setting off for battle, he had pulled Ishtar up to undergo emergency reinforcement and forge a wave of alchemical weapons, pulled Ereshkigal up, and brought all remaining usable materials, making sure to adjust their status and equipment to the best.
In addition to team members who each possessed unique skills, he also had the alchemical matrix circuits refined by the Nibelungen Project as a secret weapon, which would surely bring Odin a surprise!
Ereshkigal was still curled up in her seat, dozing off.
Tohsaka Rin, the object of her possession, had a bit of difficulty waking up, causing Ereshkigal to be slightly affected as well.
Ereshkigal rubbed her eyelids and leaned close to the car window, trying to look out.
“Eh, is that Odin? He seems to be about to make a move against a lonely girl?”
Ishtar lacked the energy to retort, “No way, is Odin actually taking action?”
A dignified supreme deity, catching people everywhere, are they that idle?
Even more dedicated than the American police.
Grimm instantly perked up, “Team Member Ishtar, hard to port, full speed ahead!”
The goddess pressed the accelerator all the way to the floor, “I can’t understand what you’re saying at all!”
…
Rumble rumble rumble!
Like the deafening roar of countless wild thunders bombarding the earth’s surface, it almost ruptured and damaged one’s eardrums.
The moment the fierce battle broke out, Grimm activated Blood Rage, and simultaneously initiated elemental release through his full-body circuits to increase output.
A violent elemental torrent instantly washed through his limbs and bones; his blood vessels burst densely, his skin and flesh dissolved and festered, and hundreds of places along his extraordinary meridians snapped all at once, only to autonomously recover the next second with excruciating pain.
It was like a primordial ancient beast roaring back to life within his body, savagely trampling everything around it.
Under this state, the pressure on Grimm was naturally immense, because his body had its own limits.
While he had to spare effort to recover from the physical damage brought by Blood Rage, he also had to mind the external injuries inflicted by the enemy, which destined that this state could not last long.
He estimated that he could maintain a full-power outburst for ten minutes at most.
Any longer than that would not do, as the sequelae were severe.
They were severe enough that he needed to cancel the Blood Rage state for a full three to five minutes before he could enter Blood Rage again. Follow the newest chapters on g.com.
That was a whole three to five minutes!
If Odin took advantage of this dip in his output to counterattack, it would be enough to utterly shred him hundreds of times!
Although Grimm considered the cost to be enormous, the combat power he traded for was solid and real.
When the explosive power was transmitted to his weapon, with just a simple wave, Grimm cleaved open a neighborhood at the end of the wide highway, cutting a region over a thousand meters long right down the middle!
But it was still far from enough!
Holding his blade, Grimm slashed downward!
Then he closed in, skillfully wielding his saber like a swift whirlwind, releasing magical energy to sweep up a dense storm!
Odin thrust his spear to block horizontally, changing directions on his horse from time to time, waving the long shaft to make the spearhead roam flexibly with arcs like shooting stars piercing the sky, likewise erupting with abundant power and thick divine aura to resist the offensive.
In these short few instants, Grimm tightly gripped his battle saber and exchanged thousands of clashes with Odin.
In the eyes of the onlookers, both sides were reduced to just two blurry afterimages.
Splattering sparks and impactful airflow ravaged the earth, and the occasional radiating aftermath blew away layers of buildings.
As the battle situation reached a stalemate, Grimm suddenly heard Odin murmuring in a low voice.
“Object threat level has risen; this is a special situation. Release, offensive runes (Great God’s Inscription), Thurisaz—”
The spear body flashed, and bizarre, complex runes bloomed with brilliance.
Boom!
The heavens and earth shook, the world darkened, and majestic thunder light instantly descended, just like the might of the god of thunder coming to the world.
Seeing this, Grimm also raised his battle saber, activating his alchemy domain and wildly increasing his power.
Aren’t they just Dragon Texts?
Who doesn’t know them these days!
…
Francesca let out an “ah”, her face flushed red, emitting a seductive cry overflowing with desire that prompted suggestive thoughts.
She had been too infatuated with Grimm’s flawless body, only snapping back to her senses when the thunder rumbled.
“Eh, are both of them utilizing… Primal Runes?”
In the magecraft world, the foundation of Norse rune magecraft had long since declined; even a genius like Grand Mage Aozaki Touko could only manage to restore them, unable to truly resurrect their greatness.
——After all, those were Primal Runes!
Legend had it that their power exceeded the runes used by modern magi by millions of times!
Odin aside, how did that man manage to do it?