# 1331
Chapter 1332: Thor's Ascension
"No wonder Miles, the prophet who had us running around in circles, had some real skill."
Vera's expressionless face held the tree-branch spear as she spoke calmly.
Lin Qiye's heart sank immediately.
Vera's appearance meant that the gods on Thor's side had already begun to act.
Although Asgard currently lacked a Supreme God, the number of deities here—including Chief Gods—still made it the most numerous pantheon on Earth. However, after Odin's death, the gods were leaderless, with most dividing into three factions: some supported Loki, some supported Thor, while others chose to remain neutral.
Despite the three factions, Lin Qiye had long observed that the gods with true top-tier combat power were distributed among the first two camps—for instance, Hela of the underworld, the war god Tyr, the god of light Baldr, and the forest god Vera... Only deities like the three goddesses who remained detached from worldly affairs, along with some weaker gods or those unaccustomed to battle, would choose neutrality.
The gods on Loki's side had been mostly killed off during the battle at Bifröst, and those remaining had vanished with Loki's death. Now, the biggest trouble came from the gods who remained on Thor's side with their strength largely intact.
Loki's death meant Thor had completely lost his rival and would now control all of Asgard.
Lin Qiye didn't know what Thor had done during his time of disappearance, but since the forest god Vera had appeared, it meant whatever Thor needed to accomplish was already finished... After this, he would undoubtedly use his position as the sole heir to command all remaining gods of Asgard to encircle and suppress Si Xiaonan and the others, along with the Great Xia forces.
In other words, the formerly scattered Norse gods were now showing signs of unity and rallying together—a decidedly bad piece of news for them.
The facts proved Lin Qiye's concerns were not unfounded.
After the forest god Vera appeared, several streaks of light shot across the sky, surrounding Si Xiaonan and the others. The war god Tyr gripped his longsword, coldly glaring at Lin Qiye in the distance, his face contorted with unprecedented fury.
The people—the trickster had been Lin Qiye.
The bridge—the opener had been Lin Qiye.
The prison—the raider had also been Lin Qiye...
In essence, the greatest crisis Asgard had faced in hundreds of years had been orchestrated entirely by this Great Xia man disguised as a prophet. And he had boldly walked among them, using so-called prophecies to lead them by the nose... For Thor and all the gods on his side, this was an immense humiliation!
Compared to the ringleader Si Xiaonan and those escaped criminals from the dungeon, it was Lin Qiye they truly despised to the bone.
Seemingly sensing the gods' daggers-like gazes, Lin Qiye silently stepped half a pace back, hiding behind the lesser god criminals.
"Lord Thor has already ascended to King of the Gods. All Norse Gods shall heed His royal command... This farce is time to end."
Tyr's gaze swept across the criminals below, his voice cold:
"Those who surrender now and return to the dungeon may have everything that just transpired overlooked. Otherwise... execution on the spot!"
The numerous lesser god criminals present changed expressions, and some already had flickering eyes, as if beginning to waver.
"What's it to us that Thor ascended to King of the Gods?" Si Xiaonan stood on the back of the demonic wolf, speaking calmly. "He's still not a 'Supreme'... Just you lot won't necessarily be able to stop us."
"Ha, now it's your turn to speak?" The war god Tyr coldly laughed, looking at Si Xiaonan. "Just a human who stole Loki's divine law to ascend to godhood... Have you forgotten how you were beaten to the brink of death by Lord Thor in the temple? If Lord Thor hadn't shown mercy, you'd already be a corpse!"
"Just you few humans and some escaped rats—do you really think you can make any waves in the Norse realm?!"
Before Tyr's words even finished, a blade of sword light flashed across the heavens, instantly appearing before his brow!
The sword's speed was simply too fast.
So fast that Tyr could barely see the sword's form as its edge already nearly touched his brow. At the same moment, a crisp sword cry shattered the clouds, echoing in everyone's ears!
Ding—!!
Tyr's pupils constricted sharply, and his divine power erupted violently. He dodged sideways at a startling speed.
But even so, the blade still tore through the skin on his left cheek, leaving a deep gash in an instant—one that was visible even to the bone!
Tyr staggered back several miles, dense cold sweat beading on his brow. He stared in horror at the sword light as it circled mid-air and landed in the hands of a black-robed figure walking through the void from afar!
"It's you?" Tyr, upon seeing the person, first paused, then an expression of astonishment spread across his face.
Zhou Ping carried the sword case on his back, single sword in hand, walking calmly through emptiness.
"Just them isn't enough... then what about adding us?"
His words fell, and two streaks of brilliance streaked across the clouds. A terrifying divine might descended like a tsunami from the sky, transforming into two great divine figures from Great Xia shrouded in divine light.
One figure had shoulders bearing a gilded red staff, clad in golden battle armor, twin eyes blazing like two scorching suns. Another was dressed in silver armor and robe, wielding a three-pronged double-edged blade, a vertical pupil opening at his brow, divine might rolling majestically.
"卧槽，好帅！！" On the ground, Jinian, seeing Sun Wukong and Yang Jian standing side by side, immediately lit up like a star.
On the opposite side, the war god Tyr's expression grew increasingly grim.
The battle at Bifröst and the dungeon uprising had already dealt a severe blow to Asgard. Now with these two groups joining forces, it was undoubtedly an enormous麻烦 for them.
"Kill them all!" He coldly uttered four words, and the many Thor-side gods surrounding them surged forward in unison.
Sun Wukong and Yang Jian exchanged a glance, two avatars rising simultaneously behind their backs, directly crashing into the host of gods.
"Break through!!" Si Xiaonan, standing on Fenrir's back, witnessing this scene, immediately shouted, his form leaping skyward. The other criminals, seeing the Great Xia gods coming to their aid, found their morale instantly stabilized. Grinning wickedly, they followed close behind, clashing with the divine host!
At the same time, another blade of sword light pierced through the void, rushing straight toward Tyr's face.
This time, Tyr was already on guard. He quickly raised his longsword, violently parrying the dark-gold ancient sword suspended in the air, as磅礴 divine power gushed forth.
"Zhou Ping, don't push your luck!" Tyr glared intently at the black-robed figure standing firm in the distance, grinding his teeth.
Zhou Ping, upon seeing this, smiled faintly.
"Two years ago, when you still had both hands, you weren't my match... Now, what do you have left to block me?"