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At first, Odin didn't quite grasp the idea.

But soon, this overlord of the Nine Realms saw through Alvin's little scheme!

Is this helping them?

No, this kid has a huge appetite. He wants to swallow up the whole of Asgard and change his "slave master." It sounds nice, but in reality, it's like escaping one tiger's mouth only to fall into another pack of wolves!

What benefit would that bring to the Asgard?!

"Oh, so that's what you were planning!"

Odin was so enraged that his robes trembled, and the entire temple surged with energy. His single eye blazed with fury as he stared in shock and rage at the audacious young man before him. "I considered you a friend, and this is how you treat a 'friend'?!"

"Odin, you needn't be angry." Alvin remained calm in the face of Odin's anger.

He took a few steps back, still able to laugh and talk freely despite the terrifying pressure, "I told you, this is just one method. If you're unwilling, we can abide by our previous agreement."

Do you think I can still trust you?!

On the throne of the God King, Odin, his hair and beard all white, wore an unpredictable expression, a chilling murderous intent gleaming in his sunken eyes. "After I die, how can I be sure—you won't do this?!"

Yes, how could he guarantee that this kid would still keep their original agreement after he died?

With this kid's ambition, methods, and cunning, if he truly wanted to conquer Asgard and turn his people into "slaves," who could stop him?

Is that Thor?

Forget it, Odin knows exactly what kind of person his son is. He's probably been sold out by this kid and is even thanking him!

Loki?

Even worse. He seems a bit clever, but he's actually not as good as Thor. He gets played in no time, and he can even tell people the color of their underwear!

Thinking about it this way, it seems that in the vast Asgard, there is not a single person capable of shouldering the responsibility.

Odin was starting to despair.

"You may have some misunderstanding about me." Alvin's eyes were clear and bright as he looked at Odin, who had an angry expression.

He said calmly, "If I really wanted to do that, I wouldn't have told you about the plan beforehand. Anyway, once you're dead, I can do whatever I want with the rest of the people."

Odin felt a pang of sadness, but was powerless to refute it.

That's exactly how it was. After he died, the entire Asgard was practically his plaything, and his two sons were both utterly useless!

"Speak, what exactly do you mean?" Odin seemed deflated, and slumped back into his chair.

There was no trace of the spirit of that once-powerful and vigorous God King who had conquered the Nine Realms.

Who made it so that each of my sons is dumber than the last?

The phrase "no one to carry on the family line" made Odin deeply realize that there are things in the world he is powerless to change.

If either of those two were like Alvin, would he have to act like this?!

"Actually, you don't need to be so resistant."

Seeing that he seemed to be softening, Alvin seized the opportunity to increase his pressure, coaxing him gently. "Join us,"

It's not necessarily a bad thing. Look at me, am I not also a subject of the Emperor? The Imperium isn't like that thing, exploiting you without any bottom line, treating you like livestock to be harvested periodically."

Odin frowned, sensing something was wrong, but couldn't quite put his finger on what it was.

"What I said earlier was just a metaphor," Alvin continued. "Think about it carefully. Rather than being treated as domesticated poultry here, why not join the harmonious and loving embrace of the Emperor?"

"Emperor - is it really that good?"

Odin was also somewhat shaken. From the last war, he knew that the Imperium was an extremely vast nation.

The people worshipped the "Emperor" as a deity.

But this deity's authority far surpasses his; even from the perspective of faith alone, the faith of trillions of beings...

How enormous would that be?

"Of course!"

Alvin praised without reservation, "The Emperor is humanity's savior, the dawn of the future, and humanity's only god. Under His protection, the Imperium has continued for the forty-second millennium. Without the Emperor, humanity would not exist!"

"It was he who healed the divisions and fragmentation that had plagued humanity since the Dark Ages; it was he who led the declining human race to once again a glorious peak; it was she who, in humanity's most perilous and darkest era..."

At their own cost, they illuminated the dawn of the Imperium of Man!

Praise the Emperor!

This barrage of information left Odin somewhat bewildered, but his inherent caution still made him suspicious.

He snapped, "Stop talking about the good points and not the bad—you think you can hide your true intentions from me?"

He's not an idiot!

Judging from Alvin's repeated requests for troops, this so-called "Imperium" is probably in a dire predicament!

Otherwise, why would there be constant warfare?

"Of course, there are downsides too." Alvin smiled, showing no concern, and said frankly, "You saw it last time, and I'm not lying to you—wars of that scale are happening almost every moment in the Imperium. We have many enemies, more than you can imagine, but even so, the Emperor will not abandon any human being. Our Imperium is a territory forged in blood!"

"It sounds like I'd rather agree—let them go." Odin sneered.

The intensity of that war was enough to wipe out the entire Asgard in one fell swoop, but when Alvin spoke of it, it was as commonplace, something that happened every moment, which shows that things weren't much better there either.

"Yes, but we have dignity and freedom!"

Alvin smiled, looking at Odin, and said meaningfully, "Within the Emperor, within the Imperium's borders, humanity is supreme. We will not be enslaved by other beings."

It is undeniable that the Imperium's system was indeed backward.

Even the darkest Imperium is a thousand times brighter than a period of division or a region controlled by Chaos!

Despair is indeed the eternal theme here.

But don't forget, even in this dark future, countless people are still transforming into the faintest flames to fight against this hopeless future!

Courage is the hymn to the future of humanity, and the hope they hold onto!

Humanity, supreme!

This is also the principle and ideal that the Emperor, who was crushed to the bone by millennia of suffering on the Golden Throne, always practiced: humanity will live on, civilization will live on, and hope will live on!

Odin remained silent.

"Hell is everywhere," Alvin said frankly. "It all depends on your choice: to become livestock to be harvested at will, or to rise up and fight under the banner of humanity!"

Are we human?

Odin suddenly looked somewhat bewildered.

"Yes." Alvin nodded. "In terms of skull purity, Asgard are pure-blooded humans—purer than I am."

"That 'Emperor' you mentioned—can he really do it?" Odin took a deep breath, somewhat hesitant.

Don't worry.

Alvin smiled mysteriously, "Besides the Emperor, I can bring you another one, who perfectly fits the mindset of Asgard warrior. I'm sure that person will like you very much."

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Given the customs and style of Asgard and the Norse, they are definitely potential clients for Old K. They are born with divine bodies, so it would be a shame not to take advantage of them!

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