Su Fu raised both hands, releasing a white dove that carried a scattering of peach petals as it disappeared into the horizon.
Just as expected, Bai Yu was exactly as she had thought—collaborating with such a clever person was simply too easy.
“Boss, is it really done?” Pi Chu Xi still found it hard to believe.
“Bai Yu agreed to cooperate with us against Odinson so easily?”
“Do you think she’s setting a trap, only to turn on us later?”
Pi Chu Xi was no longer the naive person he once was.
In front of these big players, he felt he still had much room to grow, and now he had to think through problems several times over in his mind.
Su Fu turned to him and explained, “No. In her eyes, we’re just pawns to be used. Though cunning, we are weak and isolated.”
“Besides, under absolute military suppression, what use are more schemes?”
Fang Bo Han pondered, “So she thinks we’re controllable, and she can use us to take down Odinson first?”
“Exactly,” Su Fu nodded.
“In her eyes, Odinson is the greatest threat.”
“And now, all the evidence points to Odinson as the one ambushing the various Divine Pantheons. Bai Yu wouldn’t miss such an opportunity to strike an opponent.”
So the answer was obvious, and the outcome matched her prediction perfectly.
“However, to solidify the matter of South Polar Star’s ambush and make the six Divine Pantheons resolute in attacking Odinson, we need one crucial witness.”
“Kevin?” Fang Bo Han immediately caught on.
“Yes,” Su Fu chuckled softly.
“Our old friend is due to play his final role now.”
Pi Chu Xi laughed at this and repeated, “Old friend?”
True enough, from the very start, Kevin had made outstanding contributions; indeed, a dear old friend.
At this moment, Kevin was sitting alone on a rock in the Ninth District.
Since his successful escape, Su Fu had sent shadow soldiers to monitor his location, and Pi Chu Xi and Fang Bo Han promptly opened a teleportation portal based on the coordinates.
But before entering the portal, Su Fu needed to change her appearance.
Soon, the divine skill was activated, and the figure of “Odinson” appeared in place.
The next moment, thunderstorm power exploded around “Odinson” with a roar.
The familiar oppressive divine aura and suffocating lightning force were exactly the same as the real Odinson’s.
Pi Chu Xi and Fang Bo Han even unconsciously held their breath.
It was just too realistic.
This wasn’t their first time witnessing their boss’s Transformation Technique, but every time they saw it, they were struck dumb with awe.
This wasn’t an illusion—it was a miracle.
Even the heart-pounding thunderstorm aura was perfectly replicated.
What kind of Chinese deity could grant humanity such formidable power?
“Let’s go.” Su Fu—or rather “Odinson”—spoke.
Even the voice matched the real Odinson’s perfectly.
***
Ninth District · Land of Eternal Night.
The portal opened, and Su Fu stepped out.
Kevin was indeed still there.
Seeing “Odinson,” he sprang up from the rock, respectfully bowing his head.
“Lord Odinson, you’ve arrived!”
He was eager, eyes shining bright.
“Is there a new mission for me?”
“Mm.” Su Fu imitated Odinson’s cold tone.
“There is an important task for you.”
Kevin immediately straightened up.
“Please order, my lord.”
“I need you to pretend to be captured by the Greek Pantheon’s Bai Yu,” Su Fu instructed.
“You will serve as a witness to our ambush on the other Divine Pantheons, thus drawing the wrath of all six Divine Pantheons toward the Giant King’s Court.”
“I have already set an inescapable trap there, just waiting for them to walk right in.”
“Kevin,” Su Fu paused and spoke solemnly, “you must complete this mission.”
Hearing this trust, Kevin trembled with excitement, clenching his right hand into a fist pressed against his chest.
“My lord, rest assured! You have entrusted me with such an important task—I will devote my life, my blood and soul, without hesitation!”
He had never expected his lord to value him so much.
To serve Odinson, who bore the purest Thunder God bloodline, was an incomparable honor.
What were the other six Divine Pantheons in comparison?
In terms of bloodline and strength, who could match Lord Odinson?
To his lord, they were merely buffoons.
And now, after waiting so long, he finally got the chance to help his lord close the net and capture them all.
Just imagining the grand scene of the trap made him uncontrollably excited.
Truly, this was Lord Odinson.
This exam season, victory would belong to Lord Odinson.
And he, Kevin, would contribute his share to his lord’s glorious epic!
He felt incredibly fortunate to be a brick in his lord’s path to success.
Thinking this, Kevin carefully lifted his eyes to secretly study “Odinson’s” figure.
The thunderstorm aura rushing forth made him shudder involuntarily.
That was the power of bloodline, the blessing of a deity, the ultimate glory.
Kevin envied it desperately.
When could he cultivate such a realm?
But… a flicker of confusion passed through his eyes.
His lord must be very busy with such a large scheme—why come in person to deliver the mission?
Wouldn’t a communication talisman suffice?
But soon, his expression relaxed.
It must be because his lord trusted him especially, and the mission was particularly important.
To lure all six Divine Pantheons into the Giant King’s Court was no easy task.
Pi Chu Xi and Fang Bo Han stood behind “Odinson,” watching Kevin’s face filled with determined resolve, and simultaneously bowed their heads.
The two bit their lips hard, afraid they might laugh out loud.
‘Boss’s “Real or Fake Odinson” trick was just too perfect.’
‘No wonder Boss risked sneaking into the Giant King’s Court—not just to raid, but to steal Odinson’s aura and identity.’
Only by witnessing the divine power fluctuations firsthand could one perfectly replicate the exact same presence.
Not to mention Kevin; even the real Odinson standing here might be dumbfounded, wondering who was truly real.
This way, having “Odinson” issue the mission to Kevin and making Kevin the “witness” completed this entire framing plan perfectly.
Now everything was closed-loop.
Whether Odinson wanted to bear the blame or not, it was inevitable.
As expected of Boss, Pi Chu Xi sighed, what a flawless black pot package—excellent service.
Su Fu directly dropped Kevin inside Bai Yu’s mapped territory, and he lived up to the task, almost immediately allowing himself to be deliberately captured by Bai Yu’s people.
Even as Bai Yu’s men took him away, a trace of relief appeared on his face, as if he already saw himself achieving unprecedented merits for “Lord Odinson.”
Watching the entire capture unfold, Bai Yu thought: ‘Odinson is truly lucky to have a subordinate like you.’
At that moment, the teleportation portal behind her opened, and her familiar subordinate “Suzan” stepped out.
In truth, this person was Su Fu in disguise.
Bai Yu scrutinized her with interest, eyes sparkling with amazement.
She could hardly tell the difference between this “Suzan” and her real subordinate—the resemblance was uncanny, both in appearance and aura.
Curiously, she said, “So you use this Transformation Technique to stir up trouble everywhere?”
She clicked her tongue admiringly.
“I’m really curious how you manage to have so many divine skills?”
“The key is that every one of those skills is especially useful,” she added.
Bai Yu almost felt tempted; she truly wanted those skills for herself.
Su Fu ignored the probing and kept “Suzan’s” usual gentle smile.
“Lady Bai Yu, it’s time for the final step.”
Bai Yu pretended to look sad.
“You really are all business.”
“The final step? That would be the reckoning.”
Now that all Divine Pantheons had been ‘betrayed’ by “Odinson,” it was time to review and settle accounts.
Then stoke the flames of anger and launch a counterattack on Odinson—everything perfectly justified and deserved.
Bai Yu stopped chatting and got to business.
In front of Su Fu, she opened the alliance’s small group chat—lacking the Nordic Divine Pantheon’s style.
[“Everyone, my Greek Pantheon has just been attacked. The culprit has been caught: it’s Kevin from South Polar Star. I want to know, has he been to your place as well?”]
Once this message went out, no one played dead anymore.
Everyone immediately popped up to reply.
[High Priest of Amaterasu Pantheon: “No, Odinson attacked you too? It’s definitely Kevin. He came to us claiming to capture some Chinese Pantheon member named Su Fu, but everyone knows Su Fu is dead.”]
[Isis of the Egyptian Pantheon: “Right, right. They attacked us too, using the excuse of capturing someone, then blew up our map outright—shameless!”]
[Anil of the Indian Pantheon: “I knew it. How could he only attack us? You all were ambushed too? The same happened here. He blew up our Mountains into ruins.”]
[Paradise & Mayan Pantheons: “Same here…”]
Once everyone realized they were all suffering similarly and from the same culprit, they grew united in hatred.
[Isis: “I get it now. He’s clearly using the Chinese Pantheon’s Qingqiu map as bait—using Qingqiu as lure, dragging us all in, and then striking from the shadows. What a clever feint!”]
[Anil: “I said it didn’t feel right. When he issued the bounty on Su Fu at the start, it felt too overbearing. Why make such a big fuss over a Chinese Pantheon? Something’s off.”]
[High Priest: “Exactly. At the time I wondered, is Su Fu really worth all this fuss?”]
Though suspicious, everyone thought since they weren’t targeted directly, and if Su Fu really died, they might get a share, so they silently let Odinson proceed.
[Paradise Pantheon: “Now it’s clear—there’s no sharing, he plans to wipe us all out while dividing the spoils!”]
[Mayan Pantheon: “Odinson is truly wolfish and ambitious, and this plan is indefensible. He clearly intends to use this chance to swallow all Divine Pantheons…”]
The conversation became more heated, everyone realizing this was a South Polar Star plan—a pure Odinson conspiracy.
[Isis: “Speaking of which, Su Fu is probably long dead. The dead make the best scapegoats—they can’t speak up, and it’s a perfect excuse.”]
[Anil: “Exactly. From the start until now, has anyone actually seen Su Fu in person?”]
[High Priest: “If that’s the case, I’ll tell you another thing: the Qingqiu map Odinson drew is fake. We were the first to arrive at Qingqiu—guess what I saw?”]
[“Peach blossoms—only endless peach blossoms, not a single abnormal shadow. There was simply no score to earn.”]
[Paradise Pantheon: “Now that you mention it, that makes sense. The Chinese Pantheon has only one person; how hard could the map be? No scores to earn are reasonable.Then even if we went to Qingqiu, it was all for nothing?”]
[Anil: “…So the true purpose of South Polar Star was to wipe out all map points while we were distracted? Odinson is really targeting all of us…”]
The more they reconciled accounts, the colder their hearts grew.
From the very start, they had been trapped in Odinson’s scheme.
The ‘ambush’ was merely a prelude to his wolfish ambition to annex the entire map.
Bai Yu watched the group’s fury growing, then glanced at “Suzan” with a click of her tongue.
“You really are something. They’re already imagining a whole drama themselves.”
“Can’t deny it, your chain of schemes is seamless, airtight. Odinson is now truly beyond denial.”
Who would have guessed that every little detail at the end would pin the blame squarely on Odinson?
Even Odinson himself would probably be stunned seeing these accusations.
“Just self-preservation,” Su Fu said, lowering her eyes with a calm tone.
“Who would fake death if they could live? It was Odinson who pushed me too far.”
“They have no quarrel with me, yet from the start he wanted me dead—just because I’m a commoner standing in his way? So I must die?”
“If that’s the case…”
‘He’s standing in my way now, so naturally… he must die as well.’
Bai Yu’s expression froze, then fell silent.
After a moment, she sighed softly, “I wonder if Odinson will regret it when he discovers all this? Regret creating such a formidable enemy.”
Yet in her view, Odinson did nothing wrong—it was a tactic any noble scion would use to eliminate rivals and consolidate power.
Only Odinson was just too outstanding, so his actions were more decisive and ruthless.
Now… he would die more miserably as a result.
After sighing, she quickly regained composure.
The priority was to beat down the fallen enemy—after all, it wasn’t her misfortune.
Seeing the discussion winding down, she sent the most crucial guiding message.
[Greek Pantheon Bai Yu: “Everyone, the urgent matter is that we must unite. Odinson has already gained a huge first-mover advantage; if we don’t act now, it will be too late.”]
[“Therefore, I propose an immediate siege of the Giant King’s Court! The Greek Pantheon will take the lead and hold Odinson in check.”]
Once these words appeared, the fuse was lit.
[Amaterasu Pantheon High Priest: “Agreed.”]
[Indian Pantheon Anil: “Support. He must pay the price.”]
[Egyptian Pantheon Isis: “Breach of contract deserves punishment. Count me in—we can’t swallow this grievance.”]
Finally, all Divine Pantheons agreed.
Just as Su Fu predicted, on the surface everyone seemed furious about Odinson’s breach of contract, but in reality…
The truth was simple—they couldn’t stand by and watch Odinson keep expanding recklessly.
These noble scions always cared only about their own gains.
To get into a good university, Odinson would sweep the entire map’s points.
Why should they be cannon fodder?
Why let their own interests be eaten away?
Each person there wanted a good score to get into a good university.
So they had to stop Odinson’s momentum and prevent him from draining everyone.
One hour later, Fifth District · Giant King’s Court.
Amid the howling blizzard, a vast and mighty group marched forward.
The entire world was shrouded in white.
Thick snow nearly reached their knees.
The harshest hardship was the bone-chilling wind, sharp as blades.
Without divine protection, anyone would lose consciousness in minutes.
At the front of the group, a golden-red flame sliced through the blizzard like a sharp sword.
“Suzan” was using divine fire to instantly vaporize the snow around her, clearing a fast path for the team behind her.
“This hellhole is so cold. Only those Nordic folk can stand it.”
“True, luckily we have Sister Suzan. Your fire divine skill is made for this map.”
“Yeah, if it weren’t for you clearing the way, we’d be drained of divine power in this weather.”
“Suzan” smiled in response, “I’m just opening the path. Later we all have to stick together.”
If it were up to Su Fu, she wouldn’t bother with this nonsense, but she couldn’t bear to see these people wasting divine power in such a suppressive environment.
Better to help clear obstacles now than have them exhausted before the fight.
Divine power was the prerequisite for battle, after all.
She truly worried about Odinson.
In the distance, the outline of the Giant King’s Court gradually emerged through the snow.
Su Fu couldn’t help but sigh—last time she came here she snuck in stealthily, afraid of being discovered.
But this time, she marched in openly, bringing a squad of enforcers.
“Odinson, this grand gift is coming your way.”
The Six Ding Divine Fire flames burned brighter, painting the snowy world gold and red.