New York Sanctum.
Lightning bolts kept tearing through the night outside the window.
The temperature in the hall dropped to freezing point within seconds, and the air seemed to freeze, so heavy that it was hard to breathe.
The ancient magical artifacts on the wall trembled violently, emitting a piercing grinding sound.
Layers of golden protective magic arrays unfolded on their own, quickly covering the entire hall.
The tea in front of the Ancient One rippled, but the old sorcerer didn't even lift his eyelids.
Odin, holding the Gungnir, stood firmly in the center of the hall, his single eye fixed on Chen Mo.
"No need to be nervous, new guest from Midgard."
Odin's voice was deep and majestic, echoing throughout the hall.
I have not come here to accuse anyone.
Chen Mo sat across from him at the low table, nestled in his chair, without moving an inch.
He still held the slightly chilled cup of weak tea in his hand, slowly blowing away the tea leaves on the surface of the water.
What the heck?
Trying to intimidate him the moment we met?
Why doesn't this old man stay in Asgard and retire? Why does he come to Earth and act all high and mighty?
But since he wants to demonstrate, let's grant his wish.
Chen Mo yawned.
He did not get up, nor did he adopt a defensive stance; he simply loosened the restrictions on the Stellar Energy Network within his body slightly.
The next second.
All the dispatched Blacklight Clone simultaneously established connections with the main body.
The raging stellar energy traversed space and surged into Chen Mo's body along the Blacklight Network.
Golden-red light emanated from his veins, and pure high temperature rapidly spread, recklessly seizing space in the hall.
Odin's golden divine power was still pressing forward.
However, the moment they came into contact with the high temperature, they were firmly kept half a meter away from Chen Mo.
Two enormous energies collided head-on above the low table.
There are no complicated moves, no earth-shattering explosions, only the purest squeezing and confrontation.
The air was violently distorted during the collision.
boom!
The entire New York Sanctum suddenly sank downwards.
A visible, transparent ripple swept outwards, bending the surrounding space and causing several windows leading to different areas to shake violently at the same time.
Strangely, the tea set on the low table remained intact.
Not a single drop of tea spilled.
Click.
A crisp sound rang out from the hall.
The golden protective array of the New York Sanctum flickered wildly, and a fine crack was forcibly stretched onto the surface of the originally sturdy shield.
Then came the second and the third.
The numerous cracks spread rapidly in all directions.
"Is the Asgard king's way of hospitality to demolish a house upon meeting a guest?"
Chen Mo twirled the teacup in his hand, and without turning his head, he mocked, "At your age, you still have such a fiery temper. Be careful you don't suffer a stroke on the spot."
The tea in the cup has been evaporated by the high temperature.
He casually placed the empty cup back on the table.
A flicker of surprise crossed Odin's single eye.
His intimidating presence not only failed to work, but was instead easily deflected by the other party.
More importantly, that energy is still increasing.
The energy of the star is continuously flowing into Chen Mo's body in a way that Odin cannot understand.
And it seems that this is far from the limit.
"You possess great power."
Odin gripped the Gungnir, and his deep voice rang out once more.
"But power, if out of control, will only bring destruction, young man."
"You don't need to worry about that."
Chen Mo leaned back in his chair and said lazily, "You should worry more about your own silly son."
Odin's gaze darkened.
Neither of them stopped.
The raging Heat Wave and golden divine power clashed and crushed each other in mid-air, causing more and more cracks to appear on the protective array.
Just as the magic circle was about to collapse, the Ancient One sighed softly.
He raised his right hand and made a casual gesture in the air.
A complex golden rune quickly took shape.
Immediately afterwards, Mandala Magic Circle unfolded one after another in the air, and golden gears made a crisp meshing sound, forcefully wedging themselves into the center of the collision between the two forces.
Buzz!
The entire space suddenly trembled.
The energy that was originally spreading outward was firmly confined above the low table.
The cracks on the protective array stopped spreading, and the distorted space quickly returned to normal.
The Ancient One's expression remained unchanged.
He remained seated, even taking the time to pick up the teapot and refill his cup with tea.
Chen Mo glanced at him out of the corner of his eye.
This Riddler is incredibly skilled?
He usually looks like a retired old man drinking tea in the park, but once he actually gets to work, the hardness of this magic array is simply unfathomable.
On the other side, Odin also looked at the Ancient One.
He stood between the two men single-handedly, enduring the combined force of Odinforce and the impact of Million-Star Network, yet remained remarkably composed.
The Sorcerer Supreme's power did not diminish with age.
"You two."
The Ancient One put down the teapot, her tone remaining calm.
" The Sanctum has always been short of funds, and repairing the magic array is extremely expensive."
He looked up at Chen Mo and Odin.
"Therefore, if the two of you wish to spar, there are plenty of open spaces outside the Solar System."
The hall was silent for a few seconds.
Odin was the first to withdraw his divine power.
The golden light that enveloped the hall quickly dissipated, and the suffocating sense of oppression also subsided.
Seeing this, Chen Mo also shut down the stellar energy connection.
The golden-red glow on the body surface gradually disappeared, and the temperature in the hall began to return to normal.
"It seems that Midgard has indeed welcomed an incredible being."
Odin looked at Chen Mo and said in a deep voice, "You are qualified to speak with me as an equal."
The atmosphere became solemn at that moment.
A personal endorsement from the God-King of the Nine Realms is the highest level of recognition, no matter where it is placed.
Chen Mo did not respond.
He glanced down at Odin's feet, then pointed.
"This carpet is quite expensive. You poked a hole in it with that broken stick earlier. Remember to settle the compensation before you leave."
Silence fell over the hall.
Even the lightning flashing outside the window paused for a moment.
Odin's eye twitched subtly twice.
He couldn't remember the last time he'd heard someone speak to him in that tone.
The solemn atmosphere that had just been built up was shattered by a debt collection remark.
The Ancient One silently picked up the teapot and refilled Chen Mo's cup, as if she hadn't heard anything.
Odin took a deep breath and forcibly suppressed the urge to stab him.
He turned his head and looked at the Ancient One.
"Master, you contacted me beforehand for his sake."
Odin's gaze swept over the Ancient One and Chen Mo, trying to determine the nature of their relationship.
I hope your decision is the right one.
"The God-King, he is trustworthy."
The Ancient One picked up his teacup. "At least, he can make sense."
Odin frowned slightly.
Can you explain this logically?
Him?
Has the Sorcerer Supreme lived too long, and even his judgment of people has become flawed?
However, since the Ancient One said so, it means that Earth has already accepted Chen Mo's existence.
This is very important.
An outsider with immense power is not frightening; what is frightening is that this outsider also has the tacit approval of the Sorcerer Supreme.
"Alright."
Chen Mo tapped the table, his face full of impatience, and said, "What do you two want? Speak quickly, I have questions to ask you later."
"It's not a deal."
The Ancient One set down her teacup. "The God-King is about to enter Odinsleep."
Chen Mo waited a few seconds.
There was no further explanation. He glanced at the Ancient One with a puzzled look, then turned to look at Odin.
"What does this have to do with me? Does he have to notify me before he goes to sleep? Am I supposed to rock his bed for him?"
Odin's cheek twitched slightly.
This kid's mouth is even more troublesome than Hela's back in the day.
"I have come here for my eldest son, Thor."
Odin suppressed his anger and said in a deep voice, "He is reckless, arrogant, and overconfident in his own power. He is not qualified to become the king of the gods."
"Oh."
Chen Mo nodded.
So that's what happened, the God of Thunder storyline.
That muscle-bound Hammer God is indeed a complete goofball.
Not only was he completely outmaneuvered by his younger brother, but he also managed to lead a group of people into Jotunheim, almost igniting a war between the two worlds.
"Therefore, I intend to strip him of his divine power before entering Odinsleep."
Odin continued, "Then I will exile him to Earth, so that he may be tempered here."
"Exiled to Earth?"
Chen Mo glanced at Odin. "Do you treat Earth like a nursery or a labor camp in Asgard?"
He needs to learn humility and understand what true responsibility is.
Odin's tone carried a hint of helplessness.
As the king of Asgard, he could rule the Nine Realms and suppress powerful enemies, but he had little control over his foolish son.
Hitting too lightly won't help.
I can't bear to hit him too hard.
In the end, they could only seal off his divine power and send him to Earth to receive a social education.
The Ancient One said from the side, " Thor's arrival will inevitably bring some trouble."
Chen Mo's heart skipped a beat.
With God of Thunder exiled, Loki certainly won't stay put in Asgard.
At that time, the Destroyer Armor will most likely be sent to Earth as well.
Perfect.
That thing looks pretty tough; it should be good as a supplement for my clone.
"So, you want us to help you take care of your child?"
Chen Mo summarized Odin's purpose in one sentence.
"No."
Odin shook his head. "I hope you will not interfere with his trials."
Chen Mo laughed instead.
He leaned forward slightly, looking at Odin's single eye.
"Old man, are you mistaken? You dumped a troublemaker on Earth and expect us to ignore him?"
"This is a trial he must undergo."
Odin gripped the Gungnir. "He will not regain Mjolnir's approval until he truly understands his responsibilities."
That's your family's business.
Chen Mo leaned back in his chair. "As long as he stays put, I won't bother with him. But if he provokes me, I won't tolerate it."
I will keep an eye on his every move.
Odin's voice turned serious. "If anyone tries to harm him, I will not stand idly by."
The message of the warning is very clear.
Chen Mo's smile remained unchanged.
"Don't worry, I have no interest in your stupid son."
He paused for a moment.
"But if he hits me with a hammer, I'll shove the hammer in his mouth, pack him up, and send him back to Asgard."
You can give it a try!
Odin gripped the Gungnir tightly.
Golden divine power surged from his body once more, and the already tattered carpet beneath his feet split open on the spot.
Chen Mo smiled but remained silent.
The Stellar Network within the body also began to function.
The atmosphere in the hall instantly plummeted to freezing point.
"You two."
The Ancient One's voice rang out at just the right moment.
This is Earth.
He looked calmly at Odin, "If Thor follows the rules here, he will be safe and sound."
Odin and the Ancient One exchanged a glance for a moment.
Finally, he snorted coldly and suppressed the restless divine power back into his body.
He would gain nothing by fighting at the New York Sanctum.
Moreover, Chen Mo and the Ancient One are clearly on the same side.
If things really get serious, the Asgard god-king might just get a brutal doubles fight on Earth.
I'll keep an eye on him.
Odin left behind his last words and raised the Gungnir.
Golden divine light descended from above the hall, completely enveloping his body.
Thunder rumbled again.
Odin's figure vanished, leaving only an even larger hole in the carpet.
Chen Mo stared at the hole for a few seconds.
"Was he doing it on purpose?"
"Perhaps."
The Ancient One lowered his head and drank his tea, offering no comment.
Chen Mo patted his clothes and stood up from the chair.
He couldn't be bothered to get involved in the family drama of Asgard any longer.
Anyway, it's not too late to watch the show after that hammer god is actually thrown down.
He walked to the center of the hall and looked up at the ancient magical artifacts on the wall that had just stopped vibrating.
"Alright, the outsiders are gone."
Chen Mo turned to look at the Ancient One.
"Now it's time to talk about my business."
The Ancient One did not answer immediately.
He simply picked up his teacup and took a slow sip.
"You want to know what else in the universe could threaten you."
"That's right."
Chen Mo narrowed his eyes. "Stop beating around the bush, and don't talk about the future having countless possibilities."
"Just give me the list."
The Ancient One looked up at him and remained silent for a moment.
Then, the old monk nodded gently.
"With the power you possess now, you certainly have the right to know these things."