The group soon reached their destination.
The hall where Odin slept was also the most secure place in Asgard.
"What a powerful Rune Magic barrier," Rune Thor exclaimed with heartfelt admiration.
Sylvie, who led the way, pushed open the main doors of Odin's Hall.
The hall where Odin entered the Odinsleep was not as magnificent or radiant as the city outside.
Instead, it looked rather plain and ancient.
Beyond the doors lay the bed where Odin slept.
Queen Frigga sat beside him.
The pale gold King of the Gods' Power encased the aging All-Father Odin like an outer wrapping, sealing him within.
Once the group entered, Frigga said, "Your father is still recuperating. He'll wake up soon. If you have any questions, you can ask him then."
They turned their eyes toward the sleeping Odin. Though protected by the King of the Gods' Power, he did not look well.
He looked terribly old now, with none of the commanding presence of a God King.
He was like an old man in the twilight of his life.
Had most of those present not been members of Asgard's royal family, they probably would never have recognized the old man before them as All-Father Odin.
The Thors felt a pang of sadness at the sight of him.
Just then, the sleeping Odin slowly opened his eyes. Noticing that he had awakened, Frigga hurried to help him sit up.
Odin slowly opened his eyes, looking somewhat apprehensive.
When he saw that Frigga was still beside him, he let out a deep sigh of relief.
It seemed his plans had largely succeeded.
The golden King of the Gods' Power slowly dispersed. With the barrier gone, everyone could see Odin's condition more clearly.
His body truly exuded an air of decay, like a sun about to