The Mutation of the Sealing Spell! Odin's Mentality Completely Collapsed!

Ren reached out and caught it.

This was a short metal staff that looked just like an old-fashioned flashlight, its surface densely carved with complex ancient runes.

"This is a staff Agamotto used back then; it can amplify the power of the vast majority of magic."

Odin explained stiffly in a stern tone.

As the Lord of the Nine Realms who had lived for over a million years.

What good things had Odin not seen?

The divine artifacts in his treasury piled up like mountains, and any casual piece taken out could stir up bloody storms on Earth.

He was willing to hand over this staff partly because he honored his bet and didn't want to lose the All-Father's face in front of The Ancient One.

On the other hand, he also harbored the intention of forging a good connection.

His time was running out.

Once he died, Asgard would lose its most powerful protection.

His foolish son Thor, whose brain was filled with nothing but muscles, simply couldn't hold down the fort.

If Ren, a peerless freak with boundless prospects, could be befriended, perhaps he could give Asgard a hand at a critical moment in the future.

"Many thanks for the All-Father's bestowal!"

Holding Agamotto's Staff, Ren blossomed with joy in his heart.

The ancestral treasure of the Sorcerer Supreme lineage was definitely a good thing.

"All right, enough idle chatter, we should set out. Time is tight." Odin interrupted Ren expressionlessly.

The Ancient One nodded.

Odin raised a hand and violently rent the void.

An eerie blue spatial rift instantly formed.

The three of them stepped into the rift one after the other.

The next second.

They appeared on an extremely desolate cliffside meadow. Sea winds howled, and there were no people around.

Ren stood steady and released