Chapter 1327
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Chapter 1327 Submission
A single Fenrir is enough to give these escaped criminals a headache, and now with the addition of a new God of Mischief who is no weaker than Loki… such a combination is simply beyond what they can handle.
The numerous criminals present immediately looked extremely uncomfortable.
“God of Mischief, why is it you?” One of the four-armed deities from Asgard’s Giant Realm frowned and spoke, “I’ve seen you before, you were Loki’s proxy. I was thrown into prison just a month ago, and Loki was still alive then… What happened outside?”
“Loki is dead,” Si Xiaonan said flatly. “I killed him.”
Hearing this, the criminals were stunned, then their faces filled with disbelief.
They carefully examined the young woman before them. If someone said she was once Loki’s proxy, she should be human… but how could a human possibly kill Loki and become the new God of Mischief?
“That’s impossible, you’re just a human!” someone immediately shook their head in denial.
Roar——!!
The Fenrir beneath Si Xiaonan let out a deep, angry roar. The visible sound waves instantly made the criminals instinctively step back. Those blood-red beast eyes stared fixedly at the deity who had spoken, with a very unfriendly expression.
Si Xiaonan wasn’t annoyed, but calmly said:
“How I became the God of Mischief doesn’t matter. What matters is whether you want to die here… or leave Asgard alive and regain your freedom.”
The criminals exchanged glances, their brows slightly furrowed.
“What do you mean?”
“Am I not being clear enough?” Si Xiaonan paused, her calm eyes sweeping over everyone, and nodded,
“Fine, let me put it more bluntly…
Submit to me,
Or die.”
The divine might of a major deity and the ferocious aura of the magic wolf pressed down on everyone’s hearts, and the air suddenly fell into dead silence.
Hearing these words, the criminals’ faces immediately turned ugly.
These deities, some from Asgard itself and others foreign gods captured by the Norse gods, might not have reached the level of major deities, but being imprisoned here meant none of them were pushovers.
Being threatened by a young girl who looked barely grown was an insult to them.
But undeniably… this girl indeed had the strength to insult them.
Whether it was the divine might of the God of Mischief emanating from her or the ferocious and terrifying magic wolf beneath her, neither was an existence they could defeat. And with the two working together, even if all dozen or so minor deities imprisoned on this level were released, they would be no match.
Si Xiaonan, wearing that blood-stained black coat, stood on the magic wolf’s back, the cold gleam flashing in her eyes telling them… she wasn’t joking.
“You only need to obey my commands until we leave Asgard… once we’re out of here, you can go wherever you want, I won’t interfere.” Si Xiaonan’s additional statement made the deities’ expressions soften somewhat.
“What exactly do you want to do?” a voice came from the crowd.
Si Xiaonan was silent for a moment. “Revenge.”
“Revenge? Against whom?”
“Asgard.”
Si Xiaonan turned her head slightly, her gaze seeming to penetrate the prison walls to look at the magnificent divine realm with its temples, and gripping the sleeves of her black coat tightly, she spoke word by word,
“The suffering we’ve endured here these years… I will make Asgard pay it back double!”
Revenge against Asgard?
Hearing this, all the criminals present had their eyes light up.
They were all deities imprisoned in the Abyss Prison by the Norse gods. It was impossible not to harbor resentment after so many years, especially since several of them had irreconcilable grudges against Asgard.
They had thought this new God of Mischief was like Loki, a lackey of Asgard, but now it seemed that wasn’t the case.
“You want to cause trouble for Asgard?” someone in the crowd immediately spoke up. “Good, count me in!”
“Me too,” an Indian deity said grimly. “I’ve been sick of these Norse bastards for a long time.”
“The new God of Mischief wants to move against Asgard… interesting.”
“I’ll help you deal with Asgard, but you must guarantee that afterward, you’ll let us leave this place and gain freedom.”
“…”
The criminals present ultimately chose to follow Si Xiaonan, regardless of whether they all truly had grudges against Asgard. In any case, they had just escaped with great difficulty, and no one wanted to die here so easily.
Si Xiaonan’s gaze swept over them one by one, her peripheral vision falling on Lin Qiye in the corner.
“Qiye?” Her figure flickered, and she flashed to Lin Qiye’s front, examining him carefully for a long time. Finding no fatal injuries, her expression softened somewhat. “How are you here too? Are you alright?”
During her confrontation with Loki, Si Xiaonan had heard that Loki had long prepared to deal with Lin Qiye, which had worried her greatly. Now seeing Lin Qiye standing here safe and sound, she finally put down the stone in her heart.
“I’m fine…” Lin Qiye shook his head with a bitter smile. “But you… how did you become the God of Mischief? Did you really kill Loki?”
“Yes, we succeeded,” Si Xiaonan nodded.
“What about Leng Xuan? Didn’t he come with you?”
Si Xiaonan’s body trembled, her eyes quickly dimming. She opened her mouth, about to say something, when a deafening rumbling sound came from not far away!
Boom——!!
At the entrance to the second level of the prison, a dazzling burst of fire erupted, and a silver pixel motorcycle crashed through the smoke and flames, roaring toward them with a deep engine sound!
An Qingyu carrying a black coffin on his back, Baili Pangpang stepping on a Taiji diagram, and Cao Yuan dragging his sword with a sinister smile followed closely behind her, and behind them was a large crowd of Upper Evil Society members.
Silver hair danced wildly in the wind as the battered Ji Nian gripped the motorcycle handlebars with both hands and shouted:
“Lin Qiye! Where are you? This lady is here to help you smash that Fenrir’s dog head!”
Lin Qiye: …
Si Xiaonan: …
The Fenrir under Si Xiaonan’s feet: ???
Roar——!!
Fenrir roared toward the direction of Ji Nian’s rapid approach, its fur standing on end, its eyes fierce and grim.
“Wait, she’s not an enemy,” Si Xiaonan immediately moved to calm Fenrir’s emotions.
“Ji Nian,” Lin Qiye smiled helplessly and waved to her. “Don’t worry, I’m fine.”
Ji Nian looked at Si Xiaonan, who was emanating divine might, and then at the obedient magic wolf Fenrir beneath her, momentarily confused. The [Nightfall] team and Upper Evil Society members who had rushed over behind her also froze in place.
Ji Nian scratched her head and tentatively asked:
“What’s… going on here?”
