Bringing Odin to the suburban manor, the two of them did not stay for long. While the sun was still strong, the Bifrost's light was not too obvious.
A beam of light broke through the distance limit and brought the two of them to Asgard in just a few seconds.
"Welcome, William. This is Asgard."
Odin, who had been wearing casual clothes, had now changed into a suit of golden armor and wielded the Eternal Spear. He was the King of the Divine Realm.
He pointed at the black man in golden armor and explained, "This is the Guardian of the Divine Realm, Heimdall. In the future, when you come to the Divine Realm, it's best to tell Heimdall."
"No problem." William smiled and nodded. Then, under Odin's understanding and Heimdall's astonished gaze, his figure flickered for a few tenths of a second.
Odin shook his head helplessly. It seemed that if William wanted to leave, no one in the Divine Realm would be able to stop him.
He waved his hand at Heimdall, indicating that he should not ask. Some things were better understood in his heart. There was no need to reveal his background in front of William.
The instant teleportation just now was not a secret to Heimdall, who had guarded the Bifrost for who knew how many years and was familiar with spatial teleportation.
"Welcome, Midgard. I am Heimdall, the Guardian of Asgard."
"I am honored to meet you, the Guardian of the Divine Realm. I am William Devonshire."
Seeing that the two of them already knew each other, Odin held the Eternal Spear in his hand and knocked on the ground of the Bifrost three times.
After three dull thumps, a loud horn sounded in the distance. Under Heimdall's astonished gaze, Odin smiled and said to William, "Let's go, Sir William.
"Let's go, William. The Divine Realm has already prepared a ceremony to welcome a new friend."
When he followed Odin out of the Bifrost, William finally understood why Heimdall was so surprised.
From afar, they could see over a hundred Asgard's cavalrymen clad in golden armor and carrying huge flags flying towards them.
At the sight of Odin, these cavalrymen stopped their war horses from afar and saluted to Odin. Then two cavalrymen jumped off their horses and walked over with two majestic war horses.
He placed his hand on his chest and saluted Odin. Only then did he turn his horse around and wait for Odin and William to mount their horses.
"You can ride a horse, right?"
Under Odin's mocking gaze, William's hands glowed with nature magic as he stroked the neck of the black warhorse.
The warhorse, which had been a little restless just now, quickly calmed down.
Not only that, but after the effect of the magic was over, the warhorse even rubbed its head against William and neighed, signaling him to come up quickly.
Odin, who didn't see a good show, turned over and mounted the eight-legged pure white heavenly horse, Sleibnir.
Seeing that other than his horse, which was a black horse, the others were all white horses, William curled his lips. The clothes on his body transformed into a set of shining golden armor in front of the surprised eyes of Asgard's warriors.
Then a big red cloak slowly hung down from his shoulders and fluttered in the wind.
Seeing that the others' war horses were equipped with cloaks, William had a thought. The body of the black warhorse under him was covered with a thin and shiny cloak.
Not only that, when William felt that his clothes, although flashy, were not different from those of Asgard's men, a burst of blue lightning appeared on the armor and the warhorse's cloak.
This was equivalent to adding a special effect, instantly outclassing the attire of Asgard's men.
While Odin was amused, he felt that this was the mentality of a young man in his twenties.
They galloped quickly and soon arrived outside Odin's Golden Palace.
Before they dismounted, they saw that the Golden Palace was already crowded with people. After following Odin past two groups of fully armored soldiers with cold weapons, everyone began to dismount.
William's extremely flashy outfit made Saul and Loki, who were standing under the throne, feel very uncomfortable.
As for the people of Asgard, they were very curious about William, a human who could receive the most ceremonious reception other than the victory ceremony.
Many girls screamed excitedly when they saw William's clothes, which had changed his wings into a cloak and the helmet marked with the Devonshire family's deer head emblem.
"This guy is even more flashy than you," Loki whispered to Saul, "Why don't we think of a way to get two sets of this armor from this mortal?"
Thinking about how he was controlled by the Sentinel Armor and was still madly absorbing lightning, Saul suddenly felt that the Sentinel Armor was the most suitable for him.
However, he couldn't beat him, and William was now an honored guest of Asgard. Just as Saul was at a loss, Loki said with a strange smile.
"Even if we can't beat him, he's still a mortal and a mage. I don't believe that he can be stronger than us Asgard people in terms of alcohol tolerance."
Saul's eyes lit up and he excitedly patted Loki's shoulder. "That's right, let's compete in drinking with him. Loki, you finally came up with a reliable idea."
Loki rolled his eyes at Saul and was about to retort when he suddenly heard Frigg, who was not far from the throne, cough softly. The two brothers came back to their senses and saw Odin bringing William up the steps under the throne.
He hurriedly greeted with a serious expression, "Welcome back, father."
However, the two brothers only nodded to William.
Odin helplessly glared at them and stood on the huge platform, holding the Gungnir and knocking it on the ground.
With a thump, the hall that could hold thousands of people instantly quieted down.
Odin pointed at William and said to Asgard, "This is the legendary archmage of Midgard, William Devonshire, our new friend in the divine realm.
He brought us a gift that even I can't refuse. "
Odin took out the self-healing talisman that William had given him in the car and said to his subjects, "This is a miraculous magic item that can instantly heal external injuries."
Before Odin could finish speaking, William's expression changed slightly.
The price hadn't even been negotiated, and the old man had already announced it to everyone. Was he planning to use Asgard's public opinion to pressure William, or did he think that William would definitely be satisfied with his price?
Unable to understand, William decided not to think about it. If the price wasn't right, he would just reduce the production and artificially create a situation where the rarer something was, the more expensive it was.
He didn't believe that Asgard, who needed to send troops to quell the chaos, would make the decision to disregard the lives of his soldiers for a bit of money.
Odin quickly noticed the change in William's expression, but as the king of Asgard, he wasn't just thinking about business.
Although the people of Asgard viewed death as an honor, as long as they were normal people, no one would complain that they had lived long enough.
Announcing the good news of the self-healing talisman to his subjects when the troops were about to be sent out would not only reduce the people of Asgard's worries about dying in battle, but also inspire their courage to fight.
It would also be beneficial to Odin's rule. With the self-healing talisman, the soldiers would have an extra life on the battlefield.
An army that wasn't afraid of being injured would definitely be a steamroller on the battlefield, easily crushing the enemy's troops.
No matter what war it was, the fewer casualties, the more glorious the victory would be.
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