Chapter 186 - 181
"Being the strongest in a single universe is no joke."
Leon had no doubts about the terror Odin could unleash. Though the All-Father now resembled an aging lion, a lion remains a lion. If Odin chose to act, he could still support a war at the scale of a single universe.
Even in his current state, if Odin pushed himself, it wouldn't be impossible for him to engage in combat at that level. The problem lay in his body's inability to endure the energy he wielded. Odin's power was no longer something he could fully control—it grew uncontrollably day by day. After countless years, no one truly knew how much energy the old king now harbored.
And no one wanted to find out.
Within the Nine Realms, many powerful forces dreamt of rebelling against Asgard. Yet, as long as Odin remained alive and watchful, no one dared to rise. Those who did were simply insignificant threats, barely worth mentioning.
Even the Frost Giants, bold as they once were, had only dared to invade because Loki—a traitor from within—had confirmed that Odin had fallen into Odin's Sleep. Without such assurance, not even the Frost Giant King would have dared step foot in Asgard while the All-Father was awake.
Odin was like a ticking time bomb—one with immeasurable destructive power. No one wanted to risk lighting the fuse. Anyone reckless enough to provoke him would not only face annihilation but might even inadvertently give Odin another tale of conquest to add to his legacy.
But Odin's decline was inevitable, and with his downfall, Asgard's strength would wane as well. Too many enemies lurked in the shadows, coveting Asgard's treasures, and Leon couldn't deny that he, too, was envious of what Asgard had to offer.
First, there was the Odinson lineage—the inheritance of Odin's power itself.