"I now believe Thor truly is your son."
Nolan couldn't help but say.
The rejuvenated Odin and Thor looked too much alike, though one's eyes were full of wisdom, while the other's held only pure foolishness.
"Is this your child?"
Nolan looked at Odin Force beside him, jokingly asking.
"You could say that. Would you like to be my fourth son?"
Odin asked.
"Greetings, Great God King, I am Odin Force, the power you are about to acquire. Please begin the next ritual with me."
Odin Force bowed respectfully, speaking earnestly, completely disregarding the joke between Odin and Nolan.
"Good."
Nolan nodded.
Odin shrugged uninterestingly; after regaining his youth, his mindset had also become much younger.
The three of them arrived at a dry, ancient well.
"Great God King, to obtain Odin Force, you must retrace Odin's experiences: dig out your eyes, cast them into the ancient well, drink from Mimir's Well, hang from Yggdrasil for nine days and nine nights, acquire Rune Magic on the brink of Death, and finally, merge with me."
Odin Force didn't play the Riddler's game; instead, he revealed the entire ritual process.
Upon hearing this, Nolan subconsciously touched his own eyes.
Aside from the Mandarin incident, he had never been injured again, and digging out these eyes was equivalent to a sacrifice; the possibility of recovery was very low.
At the very least, Odin and Rune King had never recovered.
Wait, sacrifice?
A thought suddenly flashed through his mind.
"Does the sacrifice have to be my own eyes?"
Nolan asked.
Odin Force was momentarily stunned by this sudden question.
He thought back carefully; it seemed there was no clear rule that it had to be his own eyes.
"No."
He hesitated for a moment, then slowly said.
Nolan pulled out a Hundred-Eyed Demon from Hell.
"My Lord, what are your commands?"
The Hundred-Eyed Demon was strong, with numerous eyes wandering all over its body.
"Throw two eyes into the well, preferably with a sincere heart."
"Yes!"
The Hundred-Eyed Demon responded, adjusted its emotions, put on a devout expression, and then dug out two eyes from its arm, throwing them into the ancient well without hesitation.
Gurgle, gurgle—
Blue spring water began to emerge.
"…" Odin Force.
"…" Odin.
Nolan gave the Hundred-Eyed Demon a portion of Hell's power and sent him back to Hell.
He took a sip of Mimir's Well.
He saw everything: the birth of Yggdrasil, Odin's past, the establishment of Asgard.
Then he saw himself in another World, from birth to Death, ordinary, chasing many things, but catching nothing.
Then came the World-crossing, the anxiety, encountering Venom, Pamela, Gwen, Xi… and everything that happened with them brought Nolan unprecedented joy.
Outside, Odin and Odin Force exchanged glances.
"It's the first time I've seen someone smile after drinking this."
"Otherwise, like you, every time you wake up, you want to fight those Gods Above Gods. If I hadn't stopped you, you would have become the fastest dying God King."
After witnessing everything, Nolan slowly opened his eyes.
He only felt refreshed.
He had a new understanding of his own power and magic in his mind.
Looking at Mimir's Well, which was still gushing out, he quickly found something to collect it.
This was good stuff.
It clarifies the mind and enhances wisdom.
"His Majesty the God King, next is hanging; this should not be able to be substituted."
Odin Force stepped forward, his expression serious.
"I know."
Nolan knew this could only be done by himself.
He found a chain, hung it on Yggdrasil, and was about to hang himself.
"Nolan, what are you doing?"
"Hanging for nine days and nine nights to obtain Rune Magic."
"Rune Magic? I can give it to you."
As soon as the words fell, a wooden board "thumped" and fell in front of Nolan.
Nolan bent down to pick it up, only to see it densely carved with Runic script.
"No? This is only supposed to be obtained through a ritual, how do you have it?"
"This was originally mine. I saw Odin hanging on me, almost dying, so I gave it to him and told him to get lost!"
Speaking of this, Yggdrasil had some resentment. If she didn't give it, he would die on her, and who would want a corpse hanging on themselves?
Nolan twitched the corner of his mouth.
Odin also saw the text on the wooden board and completely fell silent; it was even more complete than what he had seen in Death.
Was his God King title fake?
He couldn't solve Ragnarok.
He couldn't communicate with Yggdrasil.
He used his own eyes for the sacrifice.
He almost died just to obtain Rune Magic.
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