Chapter 1072 – Heavenly Father Asks the Nordic Gods
Heavenly Father Dao Dao paced forward, lightly skimming over the broken half of the rainbow bridge, he let out a light eep and looked ahead in surprise.
Only to see that at the end of the rainbow bridge, a giant clad in brilliant gold armor was holding a holy sword in his hand, just like a mountain standing there, majestic divine power fluctuations rolled out wildly from within his body, and the pair of furious eyes were full of soaring battle intent.
”Rumor has it that the Watcher of Asgard’s Rainbow Bridge?”
The Dao Dao Heavenly Father raised an eyebrow, his gaze calmly sweeping over him, “That’s quite a bit of strength.”
”The Heavenly Father of the Great Summer ……,” Heimdall stood at the head of the Rainbow Bridge, coldly staring at the pacing Taoist, “I’m sorry, this path is not possible.”
”Is that so?”
The Taoist Heavenly Father said indifferently, and his right foot, which had stepped forward, lightly stepped.
The entire Rainbow Bridge, along with half of Asgard, shook violently under this foot!
In an instant, all the colors in heaven and earth were wiped out, leaving only black and white, and underneath this image, which was like an old movie, only Daode Tianzun himself, who was clad in the robe of the Dao, still maintained his original colors.
Heimdall’s eyes blinked, and the Taoist figure disappeared from his field of vision.
He was about to make a move, when a mellow voice leisurely sounded from behind him, “The way to the temple here, is too far, the poor Taoist still lacks a mount …… you, it’s very good.”
Heimdall’s pupils suddenly contracted!
A palm gently landed on his shoulder, raging black and white qi wildly poured into Heimdall’s body, the arcane dao law intertwined in his body, and the huge body clad in golden armor began to shrink at a speed visible to the naked eye!
His hands holding the holy sword gradually transformed into a pair of bull’s hooves, the pair of angrily opened eyes gradually lost their luster, his huge body curled up on the ground, green fur intertwined on the surface of his skin, like a huge bag, putting his entire body into it.
In just ten breaths of effort, the giant that was guarding the end of the Rainbow Bridge was actually transformed by the Dao into a green ox, standing meekly by the side of the Daoist.
Daoist Heavenly Father reached out his hand, patted the back of the tall ox, rolled over and rode on it, smiling faintly:
”Don’t worry, this dao method can only last for one day, after the time limit passes, you will return to your original form …… Today, I will commission you to carry the poor Taoist on your back, and go on a journey.”
That green ox in the moral heavenly father’s palm, not the slightest resistance, turbid dull eyes turned to the direction of the supreme divine hall, so carry the Taoist, toward the divine mountain step after step.
Above the divine mountain.
Aside from Odin, the King of the Gods on the divine throne, the rest of the Nordic Gods on both sides had shock in their eyes.
”He turned Heimdall into a cow?!” Thor spoke incredulously, “How on earth did he do that?!”
Loki stared dead on at the distant bull-riding dowser, his brows furrowed tightly, and a shimmering light flickered in his narrow eyes as he wondered what he was pondering.
A flash of anger ignited in the eyes of the God of War Tir, and he clenched his teeth as he took a step forward and walked out, bowing to Odin above the God’s seat and speaking solemnly:
”Father, please let me lead the Nordic War Ministry and head to meet the enemy! No matter what, we can’t let him break into the divine temple, this is an insult to my Asgard!”
Odin above the divine throne removed his gaze from Daode Tianzun’s body, swept him a glance, and nodded slightly.
”Go.”
”Yes!”
Till’s eyes flashed with an exuberant battle intent, and without saying a word, he rushed out of the divine hall with his sword on his back, disappearing into a stream of light without a trace.
Asgard, Sunset Avenue.
On this jade-lined main road that led from the Rainbow Bridge all the way to the Divine Mountain, a Taoist man riding a green ox was slowly walking through the air.
A large number of Nordic gods and goddesses gathered on both sides of the avenue, staring at the ox-riding Taoist, with different lights flashing in their eyes, fear, curiosity, worry, and anger…….
These onlookers of the Nordic gods, not all of them are good at fighting gods, and even a large portion of them are like Bragi, only planting, musical instruments, weaving, chanting poetry of the gentle god, for the front of this horrible existence from the Great Summer, able to drum up the courage to go forward to intercept, almost none.
Daoist Heavenly Father rode the green ox and walked unhurriedly along the Sunset Boulevard for almost an incense stick of time, and surprisingly, not a single god made a move to stop him, which made him feel a bit amused.
”No wonder you guys were able to survive …… from under the mist erosion a hundred years ago huh.”
Dao Deity Heavenly Father lightly mocked.
He rode a bull through the Sunset Avenue and arrived under the divine mountain where the Supreme God’s Temple was located, and was about to climb up the mountain when countless streams of light flew in from the sky, transforming into a Nordic deity clad in armor, standing staggered on top of the thousand steps of the climb.
On the last section of steps, the God of War, Till, holding a sword in one hand and a divine shield in the other, was coldly looking at the Heavenly Father at the foot of the mountain, his eyes flickering with a ferocious killing intent.
”It seems that the Norse Gods aren’t all cowards.”
The Heavenly Father of Dao Dao gently leapt down from the back of the bull, stroked its horns, raised his hand, and a wooden sword instantly whistled out from the Temple of the Most High God at the top of the mountain and landed between his palms.
He was clad in black and white Daoist robes, holding the wooden sword in his hand as he calmly picked his way up the mountain.
”Kill him!”
War God Tyre roared lowly, and the many gods standing on the steps looking down on the Taoist swarmed down!
Countless brilliant divine lights erupted from the mountain, Dao Dao Heavenly Father held his sword in one hand without the slightest change in his demeanor as he gently lifted the fragile wooden sword, and in an instant, the surrounding heaven and earth were once again haloed in black and white.
The pale and pitch-black divine attacks slammed down, but they couldn’t touch him in the slightest, they all strangely circled around his body, and the few strands of messy hair fluttered in the wind, orderly in the midst of chaos.
He raised his wooden sword and made a casual chop in front of him, and black divine blood gushed out, splashing on top of the climbing stone steps.
Even though he was facing a siege of gods, his steps did not stagnate at all, but rather, in a marvelous rhythmic cadence, he stepped up the steps step by step, and with every sweep of his sword, a large swath of gods fell.
Behind him, the white sun slowly rose.
Dingdang-!
With a soft sound, War God Tyre’s right arm was chopped off by the sword light and smashed into the ground as he violently spewed out a mouthful of black blood and fell down from the top of the mountain.
Dao Dao Heavenly Father took a step forward and stepped onto the last step, the black and white colors that shrouded the heaven and earth finally dissipated, and a red sun hung behind him, reflecting the blood-soaked climbing stone steps in a reddish hue.
Straw shoes, Taoist robe, Taoist hairpin, wooden sword.
Heavenly Father’s body was not even drenched in a single strand of blood, he was like a Taoist who had just burned incense and bathed, his body still emitting a faint fragrance.
Carrying his sword, he gently stepped into the middle of the divine hall, looking up at the one-eyed old man sitting on the clean white divine seat with a faint smile:
”Odin, the poor Taoist …… has come to kill you.”