"It's that old fellow stirring up trouble!"
In just an instant, the great serpent had already instinctively grasped the reason behind this sudden change.
"Roar!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!"
It raised its head, the ferocious and indomitable giant serpent strenuously struggling and resisting the immense pressure on its body, furiously bellowing at this chaotic and dark world. Its already crimson pupils became even more savage and terrifying.
If it were any other time, this kind of pressure would be no issue at all for the great serpent. It only needed to exert a bit of strength to ignore it entirely. But in this state of deadlock between the gods and the giant serpent, any tiny bit of external force was enough to sway the power struggle between the two sides.
"Old thing, how dare you…"
It raised its head, its lofty, furious roar only halfway out when Vidar, the god of forests, directly used the pure gold chains to yank its immense head, abruptly dragging it towards the depths of the great sea.
Taken by surprise, the great serpent was directly pulled into the vast seawater. Amidst the massive surging waves it stirred up, the serpent was forced to cut short its full furious roar.
And then, seizing this chance, the gods all pulled the chains in their hands taut. One after another, the pure gold chains were all bound around the serpent's body, firmly securing it in place, as they strove to lock the serpent beneath the great sea.
Unlike before, when they were originally pulling the serpent back to prevent it from diving into the sea and then hiding at the bottom of the endless deep sea, refusing to surface, which would truly leave the gods powerless. That was to prevent the serpent from escaping. But now, it was to lock the serpent beneath the great sea, making it so that it would never see the light of day again.
The great sea, which the serpent originally viewed as its destination of escape, was now about to become the serpent's prison. The savage and untameable serpent obviously wouldn't meekly submit to capture. Its immense body, not yet fully restrained, was still struggling, intending to snap those pure gold chains and break free of its shackles to regain its freedom.
And just as it was strenuously trying to struggle, deep in the seafloor, inside that deep-sea palace, old sea god Aegir raised his head, gazing at that raging, colossal monster, disregarding the countless towering waves it stirred up in its struggle, nearly touching the sky.
And under his gaze, the serpent, trapped in this predicament, also stared back at him with a ferocious serpentine eye, savage to the point of being terrifying. He had no doubt that if it weren't utterly powerless at the moment, this great serpent would directly swallow him, this sea god, into its belly.
But his expression was exceptionally calm as he spoke casually, as if talking to himself.
"If you were unscathed, of course I wouldn't dare… But now, do you still have the right to speak to me?"
With that, looking at the monster's ferocious pupils, a hint of mockery played at the corner of his mouth.
He didn't like the Aesir gods, but he liked this monster disturbing the sea even less. In his view, the sea should be his. How could it bow to the might of a monster? So, after pondering for a moment, he decided to aid the Aesir gods in suppressing this monster.
He was the sea god. The entire great sea would heed his will because the ocean was born together with him in that era when heaven and earth had not yet been established. In that era, even Odin had not yet been born, but he was already the sea god of the entire primordial world.
And it was precisely because of this that even Odin, the king of gods, only intended to include him among the twelve leaders of the Aesir gods, considerably wary of him, not daring to rashly undermine his authority.
And hearing the old sea god's words, the serpent's vertical pupils slightly contracted, the originally vicious and savage eyes transforming into overwhelming bloodlust.
But at the same time, countless Einherjar warriors were continuously pouring out of Valhalla.
Perhaps in terms of strength, they couldn't contend with these gods, but among them were also some mighty warriors who could even rival those frost giants when they were alive. After death, these Einherjar warriors continuously honed their combat skills, ordinarily fighting each other, occasionally following the gods' orders to go to the human world, or forming an army to resist those frost giants. They were an important force for the gods when confronting the frost giants.
And now, these Einherjar came to assist the gods in binding this great serpent.
The power of one might be insufficient, but what about hundreds or thousands?
Thick chains, pulled taut by groups of hundreds or even thousands of people exerting all their strength, thousands upon thousands of chains were tied around the serpent's body, making it increasingly difficult for the serpent to break free.
It couldn't speak because dozens of pure gold chains had already tightly bound its upper and lower jaws, making it unable to open its mouth.
It also couldn't attack him because over a thousand chains were binding its body, making it hard to move, and they were still continuously increasing.
However, it was precisely because of this that it made this great serpent even more enraged.
Gods, Einherjar.
In the eyes of others, they were all highly revered warriors and powerhouses, but in the eyes of the serpent, they were nothing more than a bunch of ants and specks of dust.
In the eyes of the great serpent, who could create storms with a single breath and earthquakes with a slight movement of its body, even mountains were just small pebbles and rivers were just small puddles, let alone these tiny things it could barely even see.
It had never taken these "tiny things" seriously.
However, it was precisely this group of "ants" that forcibly tied it up, making it difficult for it to break free.
Its eyes became savage to the extreme, a hint of dreadful darkness vaguely surfacing.
"Humph…"
Its nostrils spewed out violent and scorching gases into the sea. Its immense body struggled and thrashed fiercely in the sea. Relying on its own ferocious and colossal strength, hundreds of special pure gold chains instantly burst and snapped.
And just as the great serpent was about to disregard everything else and swallow that old sea god, who made it feel intense murderous intent for the first time, a tremendous force suddenly came from its serpent tail, firmly pulling it back, making it unable to advance a single step.
"Thor!!!"
Its rage in its heart grew even greater, but then another thousand chains fell upon its body.
No matter how much it struggled, it was futile. The weight of the entire great sea pressed down on its body, coupled with those gods strenuously tightening the chains. It seemed as if it could no longer break free.
In the end, the mountain-range-like immense serpent head powerlessly came crashing down, falling to the deepest part of the seafloor. But those distorted, terrifying serpentine eyes still savagely glared at that old sea god who was indifferently watching it, its eyes filled with undisguised, violent murderous intent…