Odin made some miscalculations

"Your hinting at pollen, aren't you. Sorry to say but people at our level don't have allergies and are immune to most poisons. If you are betting on us going down due to some small seeds in the air, that won't happen."

As a being closely associated with nature, the elven queen was the first to pick up on my hint. Just that she was a slight bit off on the possibility of on danger.

'I wasn't hoping for the pollen themselves to do much damage. I have higher expectations of the lightning sealed within.'

Horror flashed in the expressions of all the leaders. Before they could do anything about it, I detonated all the pollen close to them. The lightning on the outside did them little harm but the lightning inside hit them where they were unprotected.

In unison, they vomited a mouthful of blood as their internal organs were probably charred black. After vomiting, the first reflex of some was to take another deep breath. Wrong decision! As new air filled their burnt lungs, so did new pollen. After the second detonation, all the Jotuns dropped to the ground. Their internal defenses were presumably the weakest.

The other groups had used various ways to avoid major damage. The fire giants had it the easiest, they couldn't get burnt. The elves had all held their breaths and followed up with a spell to clear the air around them of any pollen. The Aesir had only sent two people here. Odin who was holding his breath and Tyr who defiantly took another breath and vomited more blood but remained flying.

Fighting this group, the ones who worried me the most, were the fire giants. Not one of the four was a king magus but their fire naturally restrained my plants.

'Loki, Völsung, take care of the fire giants.'

"Fool, they can't fight if they are outnumbered!"

'Odin, haven't you learned yet? I am a lot more prepared than you. And I expected you to have a lot more allies.'

Völsung meanwhile, was walking towards the fire giants on the ground. Loki had stood back and prepared to attack after Völsung.

"We know you, Völsung. You are just a grand duke fighter with used up potential. Die!"

From the palms of the fire giants a barrage of flames descended. Deep earth flames that could melt anything born of the earth, dreadful and feared by many, turning the ground into molten magma. Where Völsung had stood, a crater was faintly visible, releasing a pillar of black soot.

Then, the dark cloud was parted by a gust of air. Another sweep of an object at an immense velocity cleared the smoke entirely.

Then the object stopped midair, revealing a scaled, red tail, ending in a vicious-looking spike. The owner of that tail was naturally Völsung in beast mode with the fire dragon bloodline I had given him.

"That aura... He has broken through to king fighter, hasn't he!"

The fire giants were somewhat frightened. Despite there being more of them and their deep belief that magi were superior to fighters, they couldn't help feeling a little intimidation when going up against a king level opponent.

Of course, his level wasn't the only reason they felt intimidated. The broadsword that hadn't melted and the draconic features also did their part.

In their momentary hesitation, the fire giants failed to notice Völsung bending his knees. The ground below caved in completely as Völsung launched himself into the air, flying straight towards the closest fire giant. The blade resting on his right shoulder swung down and cleaved apart the first fire giant. This action left Völsung falling from the sky. This was seen as an opportunity by the three remaining opponents and they flew after him.

Before they could fully reach him, Völsung twisted in the air, coming face to face with them. With a sickening crunch, a pair of majestic dragon wings broke through the flesh on his back. Fully spreading his wings, Völsung stopped falling. Then he flapped his wings once, closing the distance and slashed again. Another fire giant was directly beheaded by the vertical slash. Simultaneously, Völsung's tail shot out and impaled the third fire giant. Leaving only the weakest one who had been at the back. This fire giant had completely lost his composure and was retreating while wildly throwing flames and blazing clusters of magma.

At some point, Loki had appeared behind him and stabbed a sinister-looking black dagger into the last giant's neck. All this had happened in only a few seconds, making it impossible for the others to react in time.