Although it was his first time meeting Odin in person.
Leon's attitude was far from friendly.
There was even a hint of demanding an explanation.
The reason was simple.
It was one thing for multiversal big shots to spy on him; after all, the weak could not fight the strong.
But how did a decrepit old Odin dare spy on him so openly?
Did Odin really think the Sling Ring in the hands of this newly appointed Sorcerer Supreme was not tough enough?
Setting aside how much of the comic-universe Odin's strength this Odin possessed.
Even if Odin at his peak, capable of casually destroying the Whirlpool Galaxy, came here, Leon would not be afraid.
At worst, he would pull the Time Fortress out of his inner world. You had the Destroyer Armor, and he had a peak-tier treasure. Although he could not use the peak-tier treasure for now, merely placing it there would ensure neither side could do anything to the other.
Besides, while the Asgardian Gods grew stronger as they aged, their elderly bodies could not withstand their ever-growing divine power.
The current Odin had long been on the verge of physical collapse.
He was not far from entering Odin's Sleep.
Did Odin want to fight?
Unless he was prepared for his divine power to spiral out of control and destroy Asgard.
"Hm? You're the new Sorcerer Supreme?"
Odin's single eye swept lightly toward Leon. He sat upon his throne, one hand resting on Gungnir.
He had not expected that the person he had been spying on one moment earlier would notice and appear before him the next.
Though he was somewhat in the wrong and a little embarrassed, he clearly had no intention of apologizing.
After all, Odin, who had once conquered the cosmos, had never been