บท 44: CHAPTER 44
The Vanir warrior pointed his spear at Rhodes.
"Who unexpectedly intruded into the Vanaheim forbidden area without authorization?"
"Forbidden place? Heh, that's for you guys. The Vanir Temple isn't forbidden for me."
"Summon all the gods of your Vanaheim; I'm not interested in fighting a small fry like you"
"Don't you have sea deities like Niord or Nasus, the goddess of fertility? Call them all."
"I don't want to waste time."
The Vanir warrior's face flushed red when he heard that Rhodes dared to call their Vanir gods by name.
"Bold! You dare to mention Lord Seagod's name directly? You must want to die."
"Asgard's bastard, it seems you're seeking death."
The Vanir warriors guarding the Vanir Temple flew towards Rhodes with spears in their hands, clearly intent on confronting him.
Rhodes shook his head in disbelief.
"It's another group of arrogant warriors, just like the Asgardians, always causing trouble."
"In that case, let's make some noise; otherwise, we won't finish anytime soon."
Rhodes stretched his shoulders and neck, observing the approaching Vanaheim warriors.
Rhodes sneered.
"Ha!!!!"
Rhodes shouted sharply.
A terrifying shockwave burst forth, causing ripples in the space around Rhodes. If not for Rhodes' control, the surrounding space would have shattered due to his cry.
The next moment, the bodies of those Vanir warriors seemed to freeze.
Then they quickly flew backward, crashing into the exquisite temples of Vanaheim in the distance, leaving large craters.
As if sensing a problem here, more and more Vanir warriors were holding spears. In an instant, there were tens of thousands of Vanir warriors in front of Rhodes.
These Vanir warriors gathered together, and now they realized that Rhodes was quite powerful, so they all took out the shields they carried behind them.
There were also some exquisitely shaped relics on the shields of the Vanir warriors. Layers of shields were superimposed on each other and quickly assembled into a shield tower.
Rhodes admired the patterns on the shields of the Vanir warriors. These beautifully shaped shields were superimposed together, and the patterns on them could still be pieced together, as if they formed a huge famous painting.
Rhodes couldn't help but nod.
"Not bad, the Vanir's artistry is commendable. Although their defensive power is almost nonexistent, it's still very impressive for opponents to appreciate."
One of the commanders of the Vanir warriors roared.
"Attack."
Then the Vanir threw golden spears towards Rhodes within the shield formation.
"Looks interesting, but it's not effective."
Rhodes crossed his arms on his chest, and then he pushed his arms forward.
"Feel the breeze blow."
A circle of hurricane, condensed to an extreme wind wall, quickly formed in front of Rhodes.
The hurricane in the wind wall rolled and rotated rapidly, and with Rhodes' push, it quickly flew towards the Vanir shield in front.
The next moment, the shield array infused with the divine power of countless Vanir warriors was blown away by Rhodes' wind wall almost effortlessly.
These countless Vanir warriors were drawn into Rhodes' wind wall and quickly rolled back and forth, along with their shields. The crisp sound of countless shields in the wind wall colliding with the armor of the Vanir warriors resembled a popcorn machine being turned on.
The Vanir fighters inside felt as if they had entered a drum washing machine, spinning around, unable to distinguish between day and night. The Vanir fighters spun hundreds of times in an instant, and they vomited.
Then the group of warriors flew in all directions, falling from mid-air along with their vomit and shields.
In an instant, there was nothing in front of Rhodes, and no Vanaheim warrior could continue to oppose him.
Rhodes patted the dust off himself and walked towards the Temple of Vanir.
Rhodes stood in the Vanir Temple, admiring the colorful murals.
The gods of the Vanir sensed the disturbance and quickly gathered.
A tall man holding an iron bar appeared not far from Rhodes and settled down.
At the same time, there was a beautiful blonde woman holding an exquisite scepter of abundance.
Immediately behind them were two similar-looking men and women, who seemed to be a pair of brothers and sisters.
There was also a woman in a light blue dress exuding a mysterious aura. The aura exuded by this woman intrigued Rhodes.
The aura of these Vanir gods was not weak, and it seemed that they should be the backbone of the Vanir gods.
Behind them, there was a large group of gods wearing the armor of the Vanir, which was quite impressive.
The tall deity with an iron bar in his hand pointed at Rhodes and shouted angrily.
"Who are you? Are you from Asgard? How dare you break into Vanir Temple? Do you know the severity of this crime?"
It seemed that this individual, who resembled a fisherman with a peculiar paddle in his hand, should be one of the Vanir in charge of summer, ocean, storm, and wealth.
Rhodes did not answer Sea God Niord's question.
Rhodes simply stated, "Hela, the new God King of the Asgard, has ascended to the throne. As a citizen of Vanir, shouldn't you acknowledge this?"
Sea God Niord sneered.
"Hmph, Hela? A mere goddess of death dares to be called a God King? It's a big joke."
Rhodes retorted.
"That's not for you to decide."
"It's truly ridiculous that Hela, in your eyes, doesn't deserve any respect."
"Very well, then I must show you what we're made of. Otherwise, Asgard will truly be looked down upon by you fishermen."
Sea God Niord was instantly incensed by Rhodes' attitude.
"Who are you calling fishermen?"
Rhodes shot back.
"You hold the oars of your fishing boats every day. What else can you be but fishermen?"
"Alright, alright, alright. Arrogant and ignorant people, today I will show you the power of our Vanir Realm."
"Oh? Okay, I'll wait and see."
Sea God Niord was about to take action.
A pair of siblings, the children of Neord, the sea god, stood up.
Frey and Freya volunteered and said, "Father, the two of us are enough to deal with this guy."
Sea God Niord took a deep breath.
"Okay then, you two go up and teach this arrogant and ignorant guy a good lesson for me."
"Yes."
Rhodes looked at Frey and Freya standing in front of him.
"Two-on-one, huh? Why don't all of you play together? I'm in a hurry."
Frey and Freya were irritated by Rhodes' arrogant attitude.
Frey, the God of Light, was as famous as Baldr, the God of Light of Asgard, and his strength was naturally not weak.
Infinite golden light condensed around Frey, and he held a slender Victory Sword in his hand. Golden heavy armor draped his body.
Frey shook the Victory Sword in his hand.
"Prepare to face the judgment of light."
Freya, as the goddess of love and beauty of the Vanir, was naturally outstanding in appearance and figure. She was also the goddess of war and the goddess of magic, skilled in both combat and magic.
Her fighting prowess was almost on par with that of her brother Frey.
Freya summoned a gigantic sword that was even more imposing than her brother Frey's Victory Sword and slammed it fiercely into the ground.
The entire Temple of Vanir trembled.
Freya declared, "Prepare to be torn to pieces."
Rhodes looked Freya up and down.
"Well, you have a good figure, but lady, handling such a massive sword, be careful not to strain your slender waist. But don't worry, if it breaks, I can fix it for you."
Freya responded coldly.
"You'd better watch yourself."
After her words, Freya pulled out the giant sword from the ground and charged at Rhodes.
Frey had a close bond with his sister, and they naturally coordinated well.
Seeing his sister rush forward for close combat against Rhodes, Frey utilized his light power to attack Rhodes with magic.
Frey skillfully cast a light shield to protect his younger sister Freya.
A golden translucent energy barrier enveloped Freya.
It was intended to shield Freya from Rhodes' attacks.
Meanwhile, Frey raised his right hand.
"In the name of light, bind the darkness, shackles of light."
Frey invoked the limited skill of the God of Light, Shackles of Light.
Frey aimed to immobilize Rhodes, making it easier for Freya to attack.
Rhodes stood still, making no effort to evade or resist Frey's Shackles of Light.
Letting Frey's Shackles of Light bind him, Rhodes calmly observed.
"Well, this chain is interesting. It's a useful trick, and I'll remember it."
Then, unexpectedly, the Shackles of Light summoned by Frey were absorbed into Rhodes' body.
The light energy in Frey's right hand vanished instantly.
Frey was astonished; he distinctly felt his divine power of light being absorbed by Rhodes.
"How is this possible? My divine power of light?"
Rhodes disregarded Frey's shock and made no defensive moves. He continued to stand there, unharmed.
Freya sneered arrogantly, assuming that Rhodes was too intimidated by her powerful aura to resist.
But the next moment, Freya realized that the Rhodes standing before her had transformed into her brother, Frey.
Seeing the giant sword in her hand about to strike the 'Frey' in front of her.
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