I don't want to agree!
Odin dearly wanted to say that. Back when he was young, he might indeed have said it.
A cunning, deceitful Dimensional Demon God with bankrupt credibility, yet one who always prided himself on honoring contracts.
A Sorcerer Supreme who looked like a detached sage unconcerned with anything, yet was more ruthless than anyone when it came to squeezing every last benefit.
An Ascended who had only just begun, possessed immense future potential, and had already developed his own unique Style of Action.
And one... Forget it. Just a bald, one-eyed mortal, not worth wasting effort or words on. The only memorable thing about him was that, like Odin, he had one eye. After all, there was a rule in this world that only one-eyed people had a chance of becoming big shots. But that rule did not apply to the mortal before him. He had energy fluctuations, but they were neither strong nor abundant.
With such a group suddenly joining forces to interfere in Nine Realms affairs, how could Odin not be worried?
Though he did not know the phrase, "Inviting a god is easy; sending one away is hard," he understood the principle. These collaborators would never honestly help restore the Nine Realms without doing a few things behind the scenes. If they truly relied on them, the Nine Realms would probably end up like a sieve, riddled with holes everywhere.
Odin could even guess what the few of them had set their sights on in the Nine Realms.
Mephisto had his eye on the souls of the Nine Realms. Yet the souls of Nine Realms beings generally returned to Helheim.
The Sorcerer Supreme had her eye on the energy of the other realms. Although she did not lack energy now, not lacking it