# 1326
Chapter 1327: Surrender
A single Fenrir was enough to give these escaped convicts a headache, and now there's a new God of Mischief no weaker than Loki added to the mix... Such a combination was simply impossible for them to deal with.
The expressions of the numerous convicts present darkened instantly.
"God of Mischief, why is it you?" One of the four-armed gods from Asgard's Giant Country furrowed his brows and spoke, "I've seen you before. You're Loki's agent. I was captured into the Dungeon just a month ago, and Loki was still alive then... What happened outside?"
"Loki is dead." Si Xiaonan said calmly, "I killed him."
Upon hearing this, the convicts first froze, then disbelief was written all over their faces.
They examined this girl before them carefully. Since someone said she had been Loki's agent, she should be human... But how could a human kill Loki and become the new God of Mischief?
"That's impossible, you're just a human!" Someone immediately shook their head in denial.
Roooar—!!
The Fenrir beneath Si Xiaonan let out a low roar, the visible sound waves causing the convicts to instinctively retreat several steps. Those scarlet beast pupils stared fixedly at the speaking god, their expression most unfriendly.
Si Xiaonan wasn't annoyed either. She simply said calmly:
"How I became the God of Mischief isn't important. What matters is—do you want to die here... or live and leave Asgard, regaining your freedom?"
The convicts glanced at each other, their brows furrowing slightly.
"What do you mean?"
"Am I not being clear enough?" Si Xiaonan paused for a moment, her gaze sweeping calmly over everyone. She nodded,
"Fine, then let me put it another way...
Submit to me,
or die."
The divine pressure of a Chief God and the ferocious aura of the demon wolf weighed on everyone's hearts. The air suddenly fell into dead silence.
Hearing these words, the convicts' expressions turned ugly.
These gods, some were from Asgard itself, others were foreign gods captured by the Norse deities. Though they hadn't reached the level of Chief God, none of them being imprisoned here were pushovers.
Being threatened by a girl who still smelled of milk was an insult to them.
But what couldn't be denied was... this girl did indeed have the strength to insult them.
Be it the divine pressure of the God of Mischief emanating from her, or the ferocious and terrifying demon wolf beneath her—both were existences they couldn't defeat. And with the two working together, even if all the dozen-odd Lesser Gods imprisoned on this level were released, they wouldn't be a match.
Si Xiaonan draped in that bloodstained black coat stood atop the demon wolf's spine. The cold gleam in those eyes told them clearly... she wasn't joking.
"You only need to follow my orders until we leave Asgard... After that, go wherever you want. I won't interfere." The second half of Si Xiaonan's added statement eased the expressions of the gods somewhat.
"What exactly do you want to do?" A voice rang out from the crowd.
Si Xiaonan was silent for a moment. "Revenge."
"Revenge? Against whom?"
"Asgard."
Si Xiaonan turned her head slightly. Her gaze seemed to pierce through the Dungeon walls, looking toward that magnificent divine realm with its temples in rows. She gripped the hem of her black coat tightly and spoke word by word,
"The suffering we've endured here these past years... I will make Asgard pay it back tenfold!"
Revenge against Asgard?
Hearing this, all the convicts present brightened their eyes.
They were all gods imprisoned in the Dungeon by the Norse deities. To say they held no resentment after all these years was impossible. Moreover, several among them had blood feuds with Asgard that transcended life and death.
They had thought this new God of Mischief was like Loki—a lackey of Asgard. But it seemed that wasn't the case.
"You want to cause trouble for Asgard?" Someone in the crowd immediately spoke up, "Count me in!"
"And me." A Hindu god said grimly, "I've been sick of those Norse bastards for a long time."
"The new God of Mischief wants to strike at Asgard... Interesting."
"I can help you deal with Asgard, but you have to guarantee that afterward we can leave here and gain our freedom."
"..."
The convicts present ultimately chose to follow Si Xiaonan. Whether or not they truly all had feuds with Asgard, they had好不容易 escaped imprisonment. No one wanted to die so easily just like that.
Si Xiaonan's gaze swept over them one by one, her peripheral vision landing on Lin Qiye in the corner.
"Qiye?" Her figure flickered, and she flashed to Lin Qiye's front. She examined him carefully for a long while, finding no fatal injuries, and her expression relaxed somewhat, "What are you doing here too? Are you alright?"
During her confrontation with Loki, Si Xiaonan had heard that Loki had long prepared to deal with Lin Qiye. She had been worried sick about it. Now seeing Lin Qiye standing there safely, she finally set her heart at ease.
"I'm fine..." Lin Qiye shook his head with a bitter smile, "It's you... How did you become the God of Mischief? Did you really kill Loki?"
"Yes, we succeeded." Si Xiaonan nodded.
"What about Leng Xuan? Did he not come with you?"
Si Xiaonan's body trembled. Her eyes dimmed quickly. She opened her mouth, about to say something, when a deafening roar came from not far away!
BOOM—!!
At the entrance to the second level of the Dungeon, a blinding burst of firelight erupted. A silver pixelated motorcycle broke through the smoke and flames, flying with a low engine roar!
An Qingyu carrying the black coffin on her back, Baili Pangpang standing on the太极图, and Cao Yuan dragging his blade with a sinister smile—all followed closely behind her. Behind them came a vast crowd of Oath Society members.
Silver hair dancing wildly in the wind, battered and wounded Jinian gripped the motorcycle handles tightly and shouted:
"Lin Qiye! Where are you? This old lady came to help you smash that Fenrir's skull!"
Lin Qiye: ...
Si Xiaonan: ...
Fenrir beneath Si Xiaonan: ???
Roooar—!!
Fenrir let out a roar toward the direction Jinian was charging from, its fur bristling, its eyes fierce and sinister.
"Wait, she's not an enemy." Si Xiaonan immediately moved to calm Fenrir's emotions.
"Jinian." Lin Qiye helplessly smiled and waved at her, "Don't worry, I'm fine."
Jinian looked at Si Xiaonan radiating divine pressure, then at the docile demon wolf beneath her. For a moment, she was bewildered. The Night Watch Squad and Oath Society members arriving behind her also froze in place.
Jinian scratched her head and asked试探性地:
"What exactly is... this situation?"