Chapter 671 Bribery!
"No plans? How could there be no plans?" Odin was somewhat anxious, standing aside.
He had witnessed William taking action against God's subordinates, which led him to convene the Ultimate Force Alliance meeting. It was also William's actions that prompted him to dispatch his Shapeshifters' leaders to take over Shadowfell Fortress and other locations.
"Isn't it normal to have no plans? Do we need plans for something?" William countered.
Odin was taken aback and said, "But... I killed Ghidorah to vent your anger, didn't I?"
William chuckled, "Ghidorah's death was your doing, what does it have to do with me?"
"I remember the first time Ghidorah saw you, you wanted to kill him. Recently, Borak foolishly offended you as well..."
William laughed even more, "As you said, Borak offended me, so why did you kill Ghidorah?"
Odin was frustrated.
Had he misunderstood?
Isn't it because he learned that William has always been fixated on eating Ghidorah?
After all, two of Ghidorah's heads have been chopped off. Killing him just now instead of completely annihilating him, isn't that hint obvious enough?
His top general was directly delivered as ingredients to William, what more could he want?
All due respect was given!
This was something he had discussed with Uranus. They both knew that William the Obliterator, this guy, really enjoys these kinds of unique delicacies!
"Everyone, stand down!" Odin gestured for his subordinates to withdraw. Such matters were not to be discussed in front of his own people.
"As you command!" The crowd dispersed.
Only then did Odin look at Ghidorah's corpse and say, "William, this isn't right! As your bro, I knew you've wanted to eat Ghidorah for a long time. I killed my beloved general for you, yet you're still keeping your plans a secret. Is this really appropriate?"
Uranus remained silent beside him, feeling as if the gift had not been well-received.
According to Ghidorah himself, he had already given William the Obliterator two heads and two wings. Perhaps William the Obliterator had grown tired of it, or maybe he didn't like the taste!
...
After some discussion, Uranus laughed and said, "Since William, you've said so, those Shapeshifters' Lords from just now, they're all yours! How you want to deal with them, it's all up to you!"
"Good! Call them in and let them know!" William's eyes narrowed slightly. He could hear their telepathic conversation, and all of their plans were clear to him.
Odin and Uranus nodded and telepathically commanded the Shapeshifters' Lords who had come with them to return.
A group of Shapeshifters' leaders re-entered the village, lining up as if waiting for instructions from their leader!
Odin scanned the Shapeshifters' Lords and said, "From today onwards, you will follow William the Obliterator! Do not blame me and Uranus for being ungrateful. If you die, your souls can return to the Ultimate Force Alliance headquarters and be worshipped by tens of thousands of Shapeshifters!"
Upon hearing this, all the Shapeshifters' leaders stood frozen.
What's happening?
Everything was fine, why suddenly mention their souls being worshipped by tens of thousands of Shapeshifters after death?
They're still alive!!
But thinking about what Odin said, they're going to follow William the Obliterator?!
Who is William the Obliterator?
Who in the Shapeshifters tribe doesn't know?
To them, they're merely food in front of William the Obliterator!
A female Shapeshifter wearing a light green cotton robe indignantly said, "Lord Odin, what does this mean? We've fought loyally for you for tens of thousands of years, and now you bow to William the Obliterator's tyranny and hand us over?"
Odin slightly lifted his eyelids and said indifferently, "You only need to offer your bodies for Mr. Johnson's consumption, and you can ensure our Ultimate Force Alliance will unify the Divine Realm and restore the ancient glory of the Shapeshifters tribe. What's there to be unwilling about?"
The green-robed female Shapeshifter, Mira, one of Odin's Shapeshifters Lords, couldn't help but laugh sorrowfully, "Lord Odin, forgive me for calling you 'Lord' one last time. If you had discussed this with us beforehand, we might have willingly offered our bodies. But you never said a word before sending us out, I'd rather die than comply!"
Odin snorted, "Unwilling to comply? You were meant to die anyway!"
Having said that, Odin pointed his finger towards Mira, ready to execute her!