Marvel Disassembler

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Arthur couldn't help but have a deep suspicion in his heart at this moment!

Is the All-Father just sitting around in the Golden Palace waiting for me every day?

Every time I show up, the All-Father is there waiting for me... it feels a bit strange...

Shaking his head, Arthur asked, "How's Earth?"

"All is well."

Heimdall's tone seemed warmer than usual, lacking his usual sternness: "Your actions have earned my deep admiration."

"Forget it, I was just stealing the limelight."

Arthur waved his hand, spreading his Raven's Wings and heading straight for the Golden Palace.

...

...

Odin was still the same, still sitting on his throne.

Holding the Gungnir, his gaze toward Arthur was particularly calm.

However, given past experiences, Arthur couldn't shake the feeling of an old father-in-law looking at his son-in-law.

He decided to speak first: "How's your health, old man?"

"Quite well."

Odin nodded: "I just feel like this question sounds familiar."

Arthur chuckled awkwardly. Asking about someone's health right off the bat always felt like he was wishing for the worst.

"Your performance surprised me."

Odin stood up from his throne, walked over to Arthur, and patted his shoulder as if awarding him: "This confirms… one of the prophecies."

"...Hmm?"

Arthur was taken aback: "Prophecy? About my future, like what the Sorcerer Supreme saw?"

"Of course, otherwise why would Heimdall have released the Bifrost at just the right moment?"

Odin smiled: "In fact, if we had waited to see you and then released the Bifrost, it would have been too late. I merely had him release a specific Bifrost beam at a specific time, just in time to bring you here."

Arthur thought about it and found it quite profound.

Once something involves the future and causality, it becomes incredibly complex and mystical.

But with a little reflection, it was not too hard to understand Odin's point. He saw certain things but, due to his inability to intervene directly, he could not touch or alter everything.

Direct interference could potentially lead to a negative change in the outcome.

The Sorcerer Supreme had mentioned issues like this before, and Arthur remembered that.

So, as the current reality evolved in line with a prophecy, he told Heimdall to send the Bifrost at a certain time in a specific direction.

Heimdall knew nothing of this, yet he successfully brought Arthur over.

"This feels too convoluted; it's giving me a headache." Arthur scratched his head as he spoke: "I definitely don't want such abilities in the future; it's too frustrating."

Odin nodded in agreement, understanding the sentiment: "You're right; it's quite frustrating. Fortunately, the outcome isn't too bad."

"Actually, I'm more interested in knowing what the corresponding prophecy looks like."

Arthur looked at Odin with curiosity.

Odin pondered for a moment and said, "You were holding that big thing, heading towards a pentagon-shaped building…"

"That… sounds intriguing!"

Arthur blinked and then asked: "So when will you send me back to Earth, old man? My friends probably think I'm dead by now. I want to go back and spook them."

"Hm?" Odin was surprised: "I was about to inform Thor about your situation. Should I change the plan?"

Odin was very cooperative and said, "That's a creative plan. If Loki were younger, he would have loved such a plan."

"...No, just let Thor inform them. Tell them I'm living it up in Asgard, eating and drinking well, and they should be envious!"

As soon as Arthur finished speaking, he saw Odin suddenly reach out, and a crystal-like object appeared in his palm.

Opening his hand, Arthur's disheveled appearance was displayed on a virtual screen, proudly declaring, "I'm living it up in Asgard!"

The beginning and end were perfectly trimmed.

Then Odin tossed the object somewhere and asked Arthur, "Is this alright?"

"If it's not alright, didn't you just throw it away?" Arthur stared with a blank expression: "You're ruining my image as a hero."

"But it will also help soothe those who care about you and heal their wounds."

Odin smiled gently: "You have good friends who accept you, and you accept them, just as you accept your fate."

"...Just hearing that word gives me a headache." Arthur said, "Why don't you tell me why I must stay in Asgard?"

"Three things."

Odin said, "Your current condition needs to be addressed quickly, or it will become very dangerous. Multiple forces are intertwining and merging within you. Although you are special and can accommodate various kinds of power, the current levels of energy inside you are too advanced and difficult to handle. There's even a risk of you collapsing."

"A container that's not strong enough to withstand it?" Arthur immediately understood, as novels often describe such things.

A person, or their energy container or dantian as the Chinese novel often described them, is like a container. Power is like water; the size of the container determines how much water it can hold.

Although Odin and the Ancient One have said multiple times that Arthur is like a small world... the problem is that this 'small' world is clearly not big enough yet.

And the levels of power from the Tesseract and Power Stone are too immense. His 'small' world can't digest them for now.

Odin nodded: "That's right. Frigga will teach you how to control the power within you. This will be much quicker than if you were to figure it out on your own."

Arthur immediately nodded; this was definitely a good thing, and there was no reason not to agree.

"The second thing is that the Tesseract will be brought back to Asgard, and I plan to... give it to you."

Odin looked at Arthur with a smile as he spoke.

While Arthur considered running away immediately.

What's going on?

Getting involved with that thing is always troublesome!

Reality had shown Arthur this more than once: The first time, he was sealed for seventy years; The second time, he was launched into space. The third time... the third time he didn't even get close, just the Orb breaking caused the Power Stone's power to invade his body.

In short, nothing good ever came from getting involved with the Tesseract, and Odin actually wanted to give it to him?

"To thoroughly resolve the dangers in your body, you need to truly control it."

Odin smiled: "No one has ever controlled the Tesseract without external help. Well, it should be called the Space Stone. Perhaps you will be the first."

Arthur frowned: "Is that true?"

"Of course, why would I deceive you?" Odin's white beard and hair were very convincing, like the kindly old men who give out benefits in novels.

Arthur scratched his head: "What about the third thing?"

"The third thing... find some time, and I'll send you to hell."

(End of Chapter)