William also realized that Forseti had the kind of attitude that just asks for a beating.
Probably on par with Sophias, the Element Devouring Cat.
Great!
William likes these cheeky and arrogant kids.
“Let’s go! No need for farewells!” William learned from the Element Devouring Cat that the Ultimate Force Alliance conference was in Nostara City.
Nostara City is five million miles from Heart of Asgard, not too far.
There are two cities between Nostara City and Heart of Asgard in a straight line.
“Mr. Johnson, Shadowfen City is up ahead, and Grendel there is quite arrogant! Shall we take a detour?”
Forseti also had a way with words, actually asking William if they should take a detour… .𝒎
William looked at the vast city ahead and asked with a smile, “Do you have a grudge against Grendel?”
Forseti didn’t hide it any longer and chuckled, “I’ve wanted to wipe them out for a long time!”
“Then why haven’t you?”
Forseti hesitated, “My father said that now we should try to ally with strong Shapeshifters from all regions, unite against Zeus, and I should prioritize the bigger picture.”
He paused, then added, “Of course, the main reason is that I can’t beat that Grendel.”
Shadowfen City is not too far from Heart of Asgard, and it’s normal for the two cities to have friction and fights every now and then.
Now, the Ultimate Force Alliance is gathering powerful allies from across the Divine Realm to prepare for a confrontation with the Divine Alliance.
They need powerful allies and can’t just forcefully eliminate those who are unwilling to join,that wouldn’t solve the issue of the Ultimate Force Alliance’s insufficient strength.
Baldr is willing to let Forseti gain experience, allowing him to manage Heart of Asgard and hoping Forseti can engage with opponents stronger than himself.
Without going through harsh battles, how can one grow better?
So no matter how Forseti fights with others, as long as he’s not killed, Baldr would never interfere.
According to Baldr, the kid just deserves a beating!
Forseti can’t beat Grendel, so he just has to take the beating.
Grendel also takes pleasure in bullying this son of Baldr.
The son of the God of Light, Baldr, how satisfying it is to bully him!
Forseti is straightforward, sharing these details openly, feeling there’s no need to hide anything from William.
Can’t win a fight? What’s there to be ashamed of?
“Let’s go in and take a look.” William doesn’t know the grudges between Forseti and Grendel but doesn’t plan to take a detour either.
Shadowfen City is Grendel’s domain, where he reigns supreme.
Grendel, with demon lineage, possesses a huge body, extraordinary strength, a grotesque figure, and a fierce demeanor.
Living in Shadowfen City after the rebirth in the Divine Realm, he belongs to the Shapeshifters race, his true form being a terrifying behemoth.
Of course, their so-called terrifying behemoth is still not as horrifying as William.
As William and his group approached the gates of Shadowfen City, a monster poking its big head appeared atop the gate.
“Yo!! Isn’t this Lord Forseti? What brings you to our Shadowfen City? Came to brave our city alone?”
“Damn it! Morcanth, face me one-on-one if you dare!” Forseti, clearly not one to take insults lying down and indeed possessing considerable strength within the upper echelons of the Ultimate Force Alliance,only Odin, Uranus, and Baldr could possibly best him.
Without Baldr’s intervention, Forseti is utterly dominated by Grendel, enduring both defeat and verbal insults from Grendel’s son Morcanth afterward. It’s already commendable that Forseti didn’t rush to retaliate right away.
Morcanth, leaning on the castle wall, let out a sneering laugh, “I’m not gonna fight you. You wanna fight, I’ll call my dad!”
William found some amusement in this little monster’s response, interesting for knowing he can’t win and opting not to fight Forseti directly.
“Heh!” Forseti scoffed coldly.
Among the younger generation of the Shapeshifters, how many could stand as his equal?
This big-headed little monster, Morcanth, is Grendel’s son, not even daring to confront him.
Morcanth’s gaze swept over William and the others, saying, “Lord Forseti, why didn’t you bring your subordinates this time? And you brought two humans and a cat, are you here to present gifts and seek peace?”
Forseti retorted, “Morcanth, you little brat, seeking death, aren’t you?”
“Ha-ha-ha! Indeed, I am seeking death, but since Lord Forseti has brought gifts, my father the king has a lot of city matters to attend to daily, he probably won’t have time to play with you. If you give the gifts to me, I can forgive your impudence.” Morcanth directly considered William and the others as gifts from Forseti.
Hearing this, Forseti suddenly felt no anger.
“Morcanth! I advise you to be careful with your words, lest you offend someone you shouldn’t.”
Now that Forseti knew his Mr. Johnson was the legendary William the Obliterator, he naturally wasn’t afraid of anything.
“Someone we shouldn’t offend?” Morcanth laughed louder, the laughter thunderous, “Are you referring to those beside you? Who can I not offend? Are they high-ranking god kings?”
“This is Shadowfen City, my father Grendel is the king here, who else could possibly break in and kill me?” Morcanth’s eyes roamed over William and Lucien, “Are you implying one of them is a high-ranking god king?”
Forseti felt William was quite patient, so Morcanth’s insolence might not lead to his death, but a beating was likely unavoidable.
“Ever heard of William the Obliterator?” Forseti stood hands behind his back, looking up at Morcanth.
Morcanth paused for a moment, then burst into laughter as if farting, “William the Obliterator?”
“You’re telling me about William the Obliterator?” Morcanth laughed, “Are you here to scare children?”
When Shapeshifters discipline their children, they occasionally lie, saying, “If you keep misbehaving, William the Obliterator will take you away to eat you.”
So, the name William the Obliterator is akin to the Big Bad Wolf in Earth’s fairy tales like Little Red Riding Hood.
In this context, Forseti asking if he’s heard of William the Obliterator?
It’s like talking to an adult about the wolf grandma on Earth.
Forseti said nothing, just quietly watching Morcanth on the castle, letting him show off.
“Forseti, don’t use William the Obliterator to scare me.” Morcanth laughed, “William the Obliterator, right? Then let him eat me! I’m right here waiting, come on! Let him eat me!”
Hearing this, Forseti’s smile gradually twisted.
This truly takes the spirit of courting death to the extreme.
William slightly lifted his head, squinting at Morcanth.
Morcanth suddenly felt a chill run through his body, as if he was targeted by some terrifying entity, enveloped by a horrifying atmosphere, and stiffly fell from the castle.
Boom!
Morcanth crashed down but, in the moment before hitting the ground, teleported and appeared right at William’s feet. 𝑖𝘳.𝒸ℴ𝑚
Morcanth’s body, originally like a small mountain, shrank to just over 3 feet tall upon landing before William, becoming a miniature version of himself.
William, smiling, asked, “So, you really want me to eat you?”
“Uh!!” Morcanth’s brain turned to chaos.
What’s happening?
Could it be that the person before him really is William the Obliterator?
“What… what do you want to do?” Morcanth looked at William in terror, already sensing how fearsome the person before him was.
William slightly bowed his head, smiling gently, and said, “What do you think?”