Chapter 1120

Aisi Desi: "Why does it always seem like Odin is pretending to sleep?"

Thor Odinson: "... Enough. My father hasn't been sleeping at all—he's sitting right now on the Wang Zuo!"

Hei Qi Yihu: "Like Ranzen, his ass is stuck to the Wang Zuo, standing firm atop the Throne of Heaven, unable to move? I'm curious—doesn't Ranzen get hemorrhoids sitting like that?"

Fourth Hokage: "Enough... Hei Qi Yihu! Mengqi Lage: "... All good impressions wiped clean! Is this the price of invincibility?"

Ranzen Sōjūsai: "One day, I'll bind Hei Qi Yihu to a chair and launch him into outer space! Let him sit shoulder to shoulder with the sun or the moon."

Within the imperial palace of the Formless Empire, Ranzen sat high upon the throne, while one after another of the empire's top-tier elites knelt on one knee below him.

A sharp crack rang out; the top-tier elites instinctively looked up, only to find Ranzen calm as ever, and immediately lowered their heads again.

Ranzen's lips twitched; he loosened his grip, and the powdered remains of the crushed Wang Zuo scattered from his palm.

He rubbed the Wang Zuo beneath him.

He began to think: Guild members aren't allowed to harm each other—but binding Hei Qi Yihu and launching him into space shouldn't count as harm, right? Hei Qi Yihu: "!!!"

"Mr. Mengqi Lage, didn't you bet that the Guild Master would take a year to defeat Dormammu? But now the Guild Master has already defeated Dormammu!"

Mengqi Lage: "Everyone else might have the right to say that—but you bet six months! You have no right to speak!"

"Come be my son": "Seeing the Daogong Society as lively as ever, I'm at ease."

Su Han smiled wryly, but paused slightly, then lifted his head; the six tomoe within his Rensheng Eye spun rapidly, his voice laden with meaning.

"Thor is right! Someone is indeed watching us."

...... Asgard Palace.

Heimdall knelt on one knee, arms raised high, divine power swirling in his palms, forming a series of images—scenes of Thor battling fierce foes.

Odin nodded slightly, gazing at the battle within the images; outwardly calm as an old dog, even showing faint satisfaction.

But inwardly, he was panicking.

Holy shit! What's going on with Earth? How the hell did a monster suddenly appear who can perfectly channel the power of the Infinity Stones—and just beat Dormammu senseless! That's the ruler of the Dark Dimension!

Even Odin found it exhausting.

Odin, who understood the Infinity Stones, fell into deep thought: Had his Odin's Sleep made him delusional? "Your Majesty, should we still proceed as previously discussed—retrieve Thor if things become unbearable?"

Heimdall asked cautiously.

"No need! I underestimated Thor's growth rate—and the strength of his friends! He has truly matured, grown strong enough to inherit the Asgard Wang Zuo!"

Odin spoke calmly, his voice tinged with sighs.

Even after being publicly humiliated, Odin maintained his royal composure, preserving his dignity perfectly.

"Your Majesty is right!"

Heimdall nodded deeply in agreement.

The next moment, they saw Su Han in the image, suddenly lifting his head; the six tomoe in his pupils spun rapidly, space trembled, and with a loud crash, it shattered completely.

Heimdall: "......"

Odin: "......"

"Calm down! Earthlings' growth rate is indeed unexpected! But Earth's overall civilization level? Still within my expectations!"

After a long silence, Odin spoke again, waving his hand to signal Heimdall to withdraw.

Sitting upon the Wang Zuo, Odin's brow furrowed deeply, a shadow darkening his eyes.

"Infinity Stones... not the Infinity Gauntlet, nor any special artifact."

"More like they've been fused into his very being, used perfectly."

Who was Odin? The cunning, ancient king of Asgard! With his vast experience, he would never suspect Su Han was the reincarnation of the Avenger Goddess—

That was absurd! After a moment of thought, Odin suddenly realized something, slapped his thigh in epiphany: "Could it be... that before the Avenger Goddess was split into the Infinity Stones, she bore a biological son?"