Odin did not view Blonde Saga as a threat. He was merely a dimensional lord—what kind of storm could he raise, no matter how much he jumped around?
A dimensional god, even if there were a dozen of them, would not be a match for a Cosmic God.
The next moment.
Odin was drawn in by the conversation between Blonde Saga and Mephisto.
Lake, wearing Blonde Saga's appearance, looked at the smug Mephisto and could not help asking curiously, "Old Mo, now that I know, aren't you afraid I'll tell Odin?"
Mephisto came back to himself and looked at Lake. Suddenly, he laughed, seemingly utterly unafraid of this question. "I know who you are—your true identity, Saga. Take a guess. If Odin found out both things at once, which one do you think he would care about more?"
Odin: "..."
Tell me what?
What was this Saga's true identity?
Although Odin had been drawn in, the conversation left him completely baffled. He had no idea what they were talking about.
What was Saga afraid Odin would learn?
And what was Saga's true identity that Mephisto wanted to talk about?
Odin's single eye gleamed with wisdom.
As for the question Saga had raised, Odin truly could not make heads or tails of it for the moment. However, he felt that he should know something about the question Mephisto had brought up.
Wasn't it simply that this Saga had devoured Heaven again and helped Sacred Keisha become the new dimensional lord of the Heavenly Court of Light?
Could that be what Mephisto was talking about?
Odin already knew that Sacred Keisha, who had conquered Heaven and transformed it into the Heavenly Court of Light dimension, also intended to compete for the faith on Earth.
But...
Odin did not care in the slightest.