It seemed that only when the war had ended and everything was settled, Odin finally came to the mortal world with his invincible magical weapons. The colorful light leaked from the air like a waterfall, and the incandescent light brought Asgard's invincible army. Odin personally led thousands of troops, holding a spear, and sprinted bravely at the forefront of the team.

"Enter, for Asgard!" Odin shouted with his spear high, "Let us destroy the army of that beast, go to the world, and start killing!"

But it was too late, they were too late.

The war has come to an end, and there is no scene in this drama. When the army of the Divine Realm arrives with rolling dust, all the enemies have fallen, leaving only the trampled earth and the heroes covered in bruises.

There was no big snake, nor Thor.

"Thor!"

Odin tried to shout, but no one answered. The heroes who had just experienced the bloody battle of hell were staring at Odin and his magical weapons coldly, with a cold expression and clearly had no favoritism towards them.

They disappeared when the earth needed it most, but they came late when the battle was over. Although the earth did not need their protection, such behavior also caused them to lose their qualifications as allies.

And now the biggest connection between Asgard and the earth is Thor, who fights to the end of the world.

"Where is Thor? Where is my son?" Odin turned to the heroes of the earth - and the Asgard warriors who followed him, who were equally concerned about Thor's situation and the outcome of the war.

"If you could come a few minutes earlier, old thing," Clint said without hesitation, "you can open your one-eye and look at it for yourself."

"Mortal, do you dare to speak to the Father of Gods like this?" Someone in the team was angry immediately, but Odin didn't care. He waved his hand to stop everyone who wanted to come forward to argue. Perhaps it was because he knew that he was ashamed of the atrium, or perhaps it was because he was concerned about his son's safety and was angry at his empty reputation.

The female warrior Shiv walked forward: "You are Thor's comrades in the mortal world, and so are we. We are also worried about the outcome of this battle. Please tell us, now it is..."

"You can take your people back home, Odin."

The space trembled, and ripples appeared out of thin air. Behind the black and red armor was a cloak like a battle flag, as if walking out of the illusory mirror. He held a big snake in his left hand and Thor in his right hand, both of them were already unconscious.

"you!"

"Thor!"

Asgard was shocked, and Odin quickly stepped forward. Without waiting for him to speak, Michael said lightly: "Your son is fine, the father of the gods." He said, and put the unconscious Thor at Odin's feet, saying, "But he is a real warrior. He fought until the last moment until he contributed his last bit of strength - different from you."

Odin didn't care about his sarcasm, and squatted down to confirm that Thor was indeed fine, and finally felt relieved in his chest.

Michael threw the snake softly down. At this time, he had transformed from a giant snake back into a human form, with blood on his pale face falling weakly like a doll, without any breath.

Asgard's faces changed color.

Could it be that this mortal man solved the big snake?

But isn't it said that the snake that has infinite fear nourishment on Earth may be stronger than Odin himself?

Could this human being be stronger than Odin?

"He's dead," Michael said calmly, "As you can see, I fulfilled my promise and completed that part of my agreement. Now it's your turn, Odin."

The snake was dead, but Thor was still alive, the magic was lifted and the curse was broken. But everyone knew that the prophecy clearly recorded that the snake would fight with Thor, the god of Thor, and the result of the mutual battle would be the only way to die together. Since the snake is dead now, it means that he was indeed not killed by Thor.

Odin was silent for a while, and opened his one-eye to look at Michael.

"You are indeed different from others, mortals. You remind me of an old friend, a wizard who has won my respect..."

"I know." Michael said, "Mage Ancient One is my teacher...I used to be."

"It's true." Odin sighed, "But now even she has left. As a result, the times have changed. As an old person abandoned by the times, perhaps as long as we see that there are descendants who can entrust everything in the future, we old guys should have nothing to ask for."

His eyes turned to his sleeping son.

"Thor will understand." As if seeing through what he was thinking, Michael said, "He is better than you, Odin. One day, he will agree to your request and sit on the throne of the God King of the Nine Realms. He will become the person you want him to be, or even better."

"I know." Odin looked at Michael, "I know you may not have a good impression of me, human mage. But in the future, when Thor ascends the throne to the throne..."

"If there is something to help, I will support it without reservation." Michael said, "I said that the earth never needs Asgard's protection. It was not the past, nor would it be a vassal of Asgard in the future. But even if it is just for Thor's fight to the death for the earth today, we will be allies in the future."

Odin nodded slightly.

This is what he wants.

He is old and has long been intentional about giving up his throne. However, Thor has not yet grown into a qualified monarch and has always refused to accept this position.

But after today, he has proved himself. Odin believes that he will no longer reject the throne.

Odin also clearly knew that the mortal in front of him might not be inferior to him, and his future was even more immeasurable. More importantly, he knew that the other party had a good relationship with Thor and might become a very powerful ally of Asgard in the future.

"Then it's like the promise, I've done my job," Michael said. "I believe that the monarch of Asgard will not go back on his word."

"certainly."

Odin said, stretched out his hand and made a gesture, and the dazzling blue light immediately appeared in his hand. A blue cube emerged, with energy as deep as water waves.

The cosmic cube, the carrier of space rough stone.

The monarch Asgard handed the Rubik's Cube to Michael, but finally confirmed: "Are you sure you want to hold this, mage? I can feel that you already have a rough stone on you. It is extremely dangerous for two rough stones to gather in the hands of the same person. Even some powerful figures may not have the courage to control them."

"I know." Michael held the Rubik's Cube in his hand and said lightly, "I have my own sense of responsibility."
Chapter completed!