291: Chapter 291 This Turtle—Going All In!!!

The scene cuts back to the Divine Realm, the Pantheon.

Faced with the hysterical requests for battle from the three war gods,

upon the throne, God King slammed his spear, Gungnir, onto the ground.

"Bang!"

His divine might erupted, instantly suppressing the raging Nordic Trio.

"Absolutely not!"

Within God King's deep, single eye, a light of suspicion and wariness flickered. "This matter must be discussed thoroughly!"

"Shiva was obliterated in a single strike, and Loki also lost everything he had."

God King's voice was low. "This is more than enough to prove that this human named Lu Yuan, and the Red Wolf Guild behind him, are definitely not simple!"

"They must hold trump cards or traps capable of slaying gods in their hands!"

"Descending to the lower realm rashly will only lead to repeating the same mistakes!"

Seeing this, Loki, who was sprawled on the ground, immediately scrambled over like a dog to the foot of the throne.

"Yes, yes, yes!!!"

"Your Majesty is wise! Your Majesty is absolutely correct!"

Loki's face was full of flattery as he desperately agreed, "Those people of the Dragon Kingdom are incredibly despicable!"

"They don't dare to face us head-on at all, relying entirely on those dirty tricks and traps!"

"If we fought fair and square, how could this god have possibly lost to them?!"

God King glanced at Loki with utter disgust and snorted, but still nodded slightly.

"Though Loki is useless, his words are not false."

God King stroked his graying beard and said in a deep voice, "The rules of the lower realm place many restrictions on gods."

"If they hide in the shadows and lay a death trap, it would indeed be troublesome."

Right at that moment,

God of War Tyr stepped forward, absolute confidence flashing in his eyes.

"Father!"

"Since they love using conspiracies and schemes, we will strip them of their qualification to use dirty tricks!"

Tyr pounded his chest with his fist and proposed in a deep voice, "I propose that I activate the [Gods Arena]!"

"Forcibly pull the Red Wolf Army into an absolutely fair gladiatorial space, free from any external interference!"

Tyr turned his head and glanced at Thor and Baldur beside him.

"I, Thor, and Baldur will personally go into battle!"

"In a fair and just arena, I refuse to believe it!"

"With the three of us, the strongest combat forces of the North, we can't counter a mere human guild?!"

After listening to Tyr's proposal,

a sharp light flashed in God King's single eye as he fell into deep thought.

"An absolutely fair Gods Arena..."

"In a pure contest of combat power, humans can absolutely never be a match for gods!"

And at this very moment,

in the center of the great hall, Loki was sprawled on the ground like a dead dog.

Upon hearing the words "Gods Arena" and "three of us going into battle,"

his pale face, buried in the shadows, suddenly erupted in wild ecstasy!

"It's coming!"

Loki was shaking all over with excitement, a viper-like glint shining in his eyes.

He bit his lip hard, barely restraining himself from laughing out loud on the spot.

"I was waiting for exactly those words, you fools!!!"

Loki roared frantically in his heart, "Go! Go quickly!"

"When you three self-righteous idiots get beaten into dead dogs by the Red Wolf Guild Leader in the arena..."

"Let's see if that old geezer God King can still sit still!!!"

Upon the throne, God King finally made his decision.

"Approved!"

God King waved his hand sharply. "Tyr, go activate the Gods Arena and make absolute preparations!"

"In seven days, the arena shall descend upon the Wasteland!"

"This battle concerns the dignity of our Divine Realm!"

"You are only permitted to win, not to lose!"

"Yes!!!"

The Nordic Trio roared in unison, their murderous intent piercing the heavens.

...

...

Meanwhile,

the Wasteland, the World Center.

"Rumble—!!!"

the originally clear sky was suddenly enveloped by a blinding red light!

Immediately after, a system notification filled with divine authority exploded in the minds of all players server-wide!

[Ding! World-class Announcement!]

[Divine Realm Challenge—[Gods Arena] has selected its target!]

[Participating Gods: Thor, God of Thunder! Baldur, God of Light! God of War Tyr!]

[Challenged Target: Zone C, Red Wolf Guild!]

[In seven days, the [Gods Arena] will descend upon the Wasteland!]

[Ding! Server-wide cross-zone betting pools have opened simultaneously!]

[All players and creatures are eligible to place bets!]

Boom!!!

This announcement was completely different from all previous system notifications!

Not only did it shake the entire World Center,

but it also pierced through the barriers of space!

appearing in Mist City and the Scarlet Grassland!

It even... popped up in the pitch-black Abyss Land!

Inside the large camp of the Red Wolf Guild in the World Center,

after a brief, dead silence of two seconds, the place instantly... boiled over!

"Holy shit?!!!"

Lin Zihao's voice cracked with excitement: "Brothers! A new event has dropped!!!"

Zhao Meng pounded his thigh wildly: "Three high-tier god bosses gathered together?! How many mythical treasure chests are they going to drop?!"

"We can even bet?! Brothers, this is fucking another delivery of money and lifespan!"

"Follow the Guild Leader, eat nine meals a day!!!"

"Guild Leader, smash those three wealth-delivering boys to pieces!!!"

The hundreds of thousands of the Red Wolf Army howled, their eyes turning green with excitement.

...

Abyss Land.

In the bubbling pool of lava, the Abyss Demon Dragon Bahamut's injuries had mostly recovered.

When he heard this announcement echoing through the Abyss,

"Huh?!"

Bahamut's jaw slammed hard against the volcanic rock in shock, his dragon eyes widening.

"These humans..."

Bahamut gasped, shocked beyond measure:

"They actually forced those high and mighty gods to personally enter the arena and fight?!"

"Splash—"

Just then, in the adjacent abyssal trench, the waves surged violently.

The massive bodies of the Abyss Giant Turtle Zaratan and the Sea Monster Leviathan slowly emerged.

"You big, dumb dragon."

Leviathan exhaled a long breath, its massive eye flickering with an unpredictable, eerie light.

It looked up at the void above and asked in a muffled voice, "The betting pool has opened."

"What do you think? Should we place a bet?"

Hearing this,

recalling that utterly inhuman Scarlet Tank...

recalling that terrifying main cannon that seemed capable of piercing the universe...

Bahamut shuddered violently!

"Bet!"

"Of course we bet! I'm going all-in on those humans to win!!!"

Bahamut's eyes were filled with the pleasure of watching a good show and madness:

"This time, it's finally those self-righteous, high and mighty gods' turn to suffer a bit!!!"

The three Abyss Lords looked at each other,

their smiles incredibly happy and bright.

Zaratan scratched his head with his claw. "Jie jie jie... In that case..."

"This turtle's remaining hundred thousand years of lifespan—I'm going straight all-in!!!"

"Yes! All-in!!!"