After the cooperation was reached.
The Ancient One brewed another pot of tea, while Odin sat on the other side of the table, his expression still not very pleasant.
Chen Mo acted quite naturally, even grabbing two pastries as he went.
"Old God-King, let's talk about that demon god first."
"That demon god is my elder brother."
Odin picked up his teacup and remained silent for a moment.
"He was also the previous God-King of Asgard, his name was Cul Bor."
Chen Mo took a bite of the pastry.
"It sounds like a retired senior leader."
Odin's fingers paused slightly.
"Don't interrupt, yes, he was once the most powerful warrior in Asgard."
How strong is it?
"From a young age, he was better than everyone else."
Odin looked out the window, his voice gradually lowering.
"When we were young, the first time he picked up a longsword, he was able to defeat guards who had been trained for many years. As an adult, he single-handedly ventured into the territory of the then-powerful Frost Giants, killed three giant leaders, and later, he became the God-King, ruling over the Nine Realms."
"Well, isn't that a good way to put it?"
"Of course, of course, if he hasn't changed."
A complex emotion flashed in Odin's single eye.
"After becoming the God-King, he began to believe that fear was more effective than mercy. He demanded the submission of all races, and any resistance would be utterly destroyed."
Chen Mo nodded at the appropriate time, indicating that he understood.
"The more brutal he is, the more people around him fear him, and fear makes him stronger."
Chen Mo stopped chewing.
This ability sounds interesting.
"So, he can absorb fear and become stronger?"
"Yes, Cul wields the throne of the God of Terror. As long as there is fear of him, his power will not stop growing. Moreover, his physical body, regenerative abilities, magic, and control over divine power far surpass those of Asgardians."
Odin extended his finger and tapped it lightly on the table.
"He once smashed a city wall made of Uru metal with his bare hands, and he also defeated an entire army of other Asgard without any weapons."
"So powerful? Then why was he sealed away?"
"Because he was too cruel."
Odin's tone was very calm.
"So brutal that even the warlike Asgardians could not tolerate his rule."
Cul possesses extraordinary regenerative abilities; even if his body is destroyed, he can regenerate. As long as the fear persists, he can continuously draw strength from the emotions around him.
In the past, Odin led his army to besiege Cul.
That war lasted for three whole months.
Asgard's warriors suffered heavy casualties, and the fear left by Cul permeated the Nine Realms. The more people feared him, the stronger Cul became, until even Odin could not defeat him head-on.
"So you sacrificed one of your eyes in the end to find a way to defeat him?"
Chen Mo looked at Odin.
"The prophecy tells you that only Thor can kill him, and Thor will die with him."
Odin remained silent.
"Yes, that's why I ultimately chose to seal him away."
Why do you think that keeping him locked up on Earth will solve everything?
"Earth has a unique dimensional structure that can isolate his divine power and prevent him from easily perceiving the outside world."
Odin raised his head, his expression turning serious.
"But the seal is not Eternity. As long as the fear accumulates to a sufficient degree again, Cul will awaken."
Chen Mo stuffed the last piece of pastry into his mouth.
"Then I'll beat him until he goes back to sleep."
Odin looked at him.
" Chen Mo, you seem unaware of the gravity of the situation. He is the former God-King of Asgard, once the strongest being in the Nine Realms."
"Just an outdated old ghost who's been sealed away for who knows how many years."
Chen Mo patted the crumbs off his hands.
"No problem."
The Ancient One sat beside him, sipping his tea with a smile.
Odin did not continue to persuade him.
He wished Chen Mo would beat Cul so badly he would never wake up again.
As for whether Chen Mo would get into trouble, Odin cared even less.
It wouldn't be a bad thing for him if either of those two died.
"However, Chen Mo, before you set off," The Ancient One put down her teacup, "I need to teach you a few things first."
Chen Mo raised an eyebrow.
"What, are you preparing to impart to me the Sorcerer Supreme's unique skills?"
I don't see any interest in magic in you.
"The main reason is that I'm afraid I won't be able to learn it, so I'm giving myself an excuse beforehand."
The Ancient One ignored his joke and drew a golden magic circle on the table.
A constantly rotating starry sky appeared at the center of the magic circle.
"When facing dimensional demons, simply possessing great power is not enough."
With a wave of his hand, the Ancient One summoned a colossal, dark shadow that shattered the countless stars in the sky with a single palm strike.
You can defeat his avatars, but you may not be able to destroy his essence. You can tear open his dimensions, but you may not be able to stop him from returning.
The Ancient One looked at Chen Mo, her tone very serious.
" Chen Mo, you need to have your own world."
Chen Mo looked down at the magic circle.
"The world? I have quite a lot of worlds to explore."
No, you don't understand. The world is not a territory, nor a house to hide in.
The Ancient One raised her finger, and countless points of light in the starry sky began to coalesce.
"The world is a set of rules that belong only to you."
"In that world, your will is order. Your power can be amplified to the maximum extent, and the abilities of your enemies will be suppressed. As long as the world is not destroyed, you will not truly die."
Chen Mo's eyes gradually brightened.
"So strong? What should I do?"
"Find your heart first."
"My heart?"
"Yes, it's the thing you least want to lose, or the obsession you can't let go of."
The Ancient One looked at him.
That will become the foundation of the world.
Chen Mo thought for a moment.
"My heart? Live, become stronger, and conquer the world!"
The Ancient One's expression froze for a moment.
"What kind of obsessions are these three?"
"That's very practical."
Chen Mo spread his hands.
"And I think the last one is especially important."
The Ancient One rubbed her forehead.
He suddenly regretted teaching Chen Mo.
If this guy's world were actually built, it would probably be full of cafeterias.
"Ahem, in short, your power is already strong enough; all you lack is a vessel to contain it."
The Ancient One re-deployed the magic circle.
"Starting today, I'll teach you how to build your own dimension."
Chen Mo stood up and stretched his wrists.
"Let's begin."
"Just so you know, there might be dangers during the process."
How dangerous?
"Once you fail, your mind will be trapped in your own world."
Chen Mo remained silent for two seconds.
Is there any food in there?
The Ancient One closed her eyes and took a deep breath.
"Have."
"That's not a big problem."
The golden magic circle expanded dramatically, instantly engulfing Chen Mo.
The Ancient One watched the figure gradually disappear, the smile on her face slowly faded.
Those who build worlds must confront their own hearts and seize territory in the real world with their own will.
Can Chen Mo do it?
What must he be feeling inside?
The Ancient One was also very curious about this.