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Chapter 91 — The Flying Battleship “Zeus”
“Why!?”
At the World Union Supreme Command Headquarters, Genbu raised his voice. Almost a week had passed since the start of the world war.
“Our forces may not be triple theirs, but we should still be nearly twice as strong. Why are we suffering defeat after defeat!?”
Every report from his subordinates brought news of yet another loss.
Byakuren was locked in combat with the Three Heroes, unable to spare a moment from the battlefield.
“…Perhaps we underestimated him. The existence of Lord Asgard. Or maybe… he’s still growing.”
Next to him, Camille, listening to the reports, placed a hand to her forehead and gazed at the ceiling, deep in thought.
During the previous European war, the enemy held the superior numbers, so their defeat had seemed inevitable.
But this time was different. The combined strength of the EU, the Asian Union, and even Odin’s forces gave them nearly double the power.
And yet — they couldn’t win.
Since the outbreak of World War I, battlefields had spread across the globe, and countless skirmishes were breaking out across Asgard’s territory.
But every single one of them—
“To think we’ve fought this hard and lost every single battle… Not once have we even crossed their borders. The only place we’re pushing back is where Byakuren’s clashing with Thor.”
Genbu couldn’t grasp the full extent of Lord’s strength.
The Asian Union had never gone to war with Asgard before.
But Camille knew.
The EU had been crushed time and again by that devil.
“The talent of a single man… is enough to swallow the entire world.”
Camille recalled that nightmare.
No matter what they tried, he’d always see through them and outplay them.
No matter what strategy, no matter how clever the scheme, he would predict it, counter it, and exceed it.
That hellish war had taught her all too well.
“What is Odin doing!? Where the hell is he!? He should’ve committed all of his forces by now!”
Normally so calm, Genbu raised his voice, the strain and frustration clearly written in his reaction.
Most of Odin’s forces had joined the World Union in their joint campaign.
So until now, his absence from the war room hadn’t drawn much complaint.
But with defeat piling on this endlessly, patience was wearing thin.
And as if waiting for that very moment—
“Odin-sama is no longer here.”
A man, seemingly one of Odin’s subordinates, stepped into the Supreme Command Room.
“You… Odin’s man, huh? Explain yourself. Where has Odin gone?”
“There’s no need for explanations. Odin-sama was smiling, saying everything is going exactly as planned. I was entrusted with a message.”
“As planned…? What are you talking about?”
The soldier, an Asgard officer, opened his mouth.
Even knowing full well what would become of him once he spoke, he faithfully carried out his master’s orders.
“Our alliance ends, as of this moment.”
…
“Welcome back from your long journey, Odin-sama.”
Lielbelt greeted Odin.
Odin had given the order to break the alliance, and now he had returned.
It was a place even Lord didn’t know — Odin’s private retreat.
A vast, personal sanctuary tucked away in Asgard, surrounded on all sides by mountains.
There, over ten thousand KOG units stood waiting.
The forces Odin had withdrawn on that day — the ones not committed to the joint campaign with the World Union — had all been gathered and stored here.
Of course, they hadn’t come directly, but had looped around, leaving no trail to follow.
“Are the forces fully prepared, Lielbelt?”
“Yes, of course.”
“He’s in Valhalla, isn’t he?”
“Yes. According to the latest report from our infiltrators, he’s still in the Supreme Command Room, directing the battle.”
“I see… just like him. Choosing to remain a player till the very end.”
The subordinate Odin had planted in Lord’s ranks reported that he was still giving orders from the Supreme Command Room, preferring to be alone so he could focus.
“Yes. Valhalla’s defenses are practically nonexistent right now.”
“Of course. Nearly all of their forces are deployed on the front.”
Odin had been waiting for this very moment.
Against the combined might of the World Union and Odin’s own forces, only Road Asgard — that genius — could have pushed the battle this far toward victory.
Even against overwhelming odds.
But to do so, Lord had no choice but to commit nearly all of Asgard’s strength.
Odin understood the full extent of Asgard’s military strength.
Because of that, he had confirmed — by monitoring every battlefield — that the entire Asgard army was deployed along the borders.
And here, in this place, was Odin’s private retreat. A location even Lord was unaware of, hidden deep within Asgard.
“Let’s move out.”
“Yes, sir!”
(Lord. I never intended to play chess with you. On the board, you’re unbeatable. But precisely because of that strength, you leave yourself exposed outside the game.)
Odin knew Lord’s weakness.
It was the same during the Imperial Sword Martial Festival.
Once he stepped onto the battlefield, Lord was an undefeated commander.
But that unshakable confidence created blind spots, and Odin had always exploited them through underhanded tactics.
“We are ready at any time, Odin-sama.”
And with that, Odin boarded his flying fortress — a floating aerial warship forged from the pinnacle of cutting-edge technology.
It was his ultimate trump card, developed for the sole purpose of waging war against the world.
A massive ship capable of hovering in the skies for nearly a week, powered by the latest technology. Its size rivaled that of an ocean-going aircraft carrier.
Odin had given the ship a name:
The Floating Aerial Battleship “Zeus” — the vessel befitting the ruler of the world.
Its most fearsome feature: an energy cannon fired from a colossal barrel over ten meters in diameter.
Nicknamed “God’s Lightning,” the cannon could, at maximum output, reduce an entire town to ashes.
It was Odin’s ultimate weapon.
And so, Zeus lifted into the skies.
A formation of ten thousand KOG units followed close behind, like an unyielding shadow.
“Well then, let’s go. To kill my foolish younger brother and show the world who the true emperor is.”
Odin’s goal was clear and singular:
to kill Lord and reclaim the throne.
Once he crushed Lord, he would turn Asgard’s army — which had already infiltrated the World Union — against them and destroy the World Union as well.
That was why minimizing the losses to the Asgard military was essential.
Everything was going exactly according to Odin’s plan.
All for the sake of seizing Asgard — and the world — for himself.
“Full advance! Head for Valhalla! Target: the Supreme Command Headquarters! Use the cannons and erase Lord along with it!”