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Limbo is like a boundless garbage dump filled with forgotten things from the multiverse.

The wreckage of the planet, the ruins of the city, ancient weapons, advanced weapons of the future era, huge spaceships, strange equipment...

As Odin walked among them, he felt that he had forgotten something, but he found his memory again. The power given by the avenging angel Raguel tightly binds Odin's origin, which allows him to be unaffected by Limbo. Otherwise, even gods will gradually get lost in Limbo and eventually become among the wastes. One of them is trapped here forever.

"Why does the castle over there look so familiar?" Thor, God of Thunder, stared at a palace standing in the distance with bull's eyes. He thought for a while, but his brain, which had no wisdom at all, had lost the memory of the past. He was not blessed by the avenging angel Raguel, and he began to lose his memory in Limbo.

But Odin remembered that he looked at the ruins of Asgard standing above the garbage dump with some emotion. They were the ruins of the second world and part of the old god's domain. The former Golden Palace stood there, tilted like a fallen tombstone, and behind it were the tombs of more old gods.

All are forgotten, but they still wait in Limbo.

"It's almost..." Odin murmured, looking at the wreckage of the second world, "I will bring you back, and I will rebuild the entire divine domain. I will merge the original Asgard into one, and merge that A group of new gods and brats are pressing down below, let them see what is the glory that gods deserve!"

Odin said and quickened his pace. His pace was firm and beneficial, and he also found the direction he was going. Because the vampire-like black shadows of Mandrake's men kept flashing in the garbage, they were guiding Odin, leading the hunters of the "Wild Hunt" into the domain of the Watchers.

The four hunters have now become taller, their eyes are shining with scarlet light, and their teeth and lips are filled with hungry saliva. They are more excited than Odin, because what they have to face is the entire world. The most evil condensation in the multiverse, it is an insatiable bloodthirsty demon, a product of deep malice. It is an example for hunters and an eternal poem of killing.

Finally, an arch supported by pillars appeared in front of the hunters. There was nothing behind the door, but this was all an illusion, or in other words, this was a high-dimensional passage that even the gods could not understand its full significance.

But Odin was determined to go in. He had to go in. Ever since he came to Limbo, he had no way out, because Mandrake didn't like betrayal and desertion, and the hunters of the "Wild Hunt" were still watching. , they will tear Odin apart. This time, no existence can save Odin. Failure means that he will wander in Limbo forever like a lost dog.

Odin gritted his teeth, tightened his grip on the wooden pole that hid the "Eternal Spear" Gangnir, and walked into the door without hesitation.

The space was instantly torn into countless blurry silhouette slices. Those silhouettes overlapped each other, and the intervals were difficult to define. Odin was on one of the slices. He looked up and saw planes extending infinitely like dominoes. As he moved around, the arrangement of those planes began to become complicated. Every time Odin got out of the plane, He will enter another plane. He is like a guinea pig opening a box, wandering around in a two-dimensional maze that is completely incomprehensible.

Above the maze is a broken sky and countless scarlet veins.

And one eye, a huge eye.

…we were perfect…perfection was who we were…we were infinite…images were all encumbrances…until the flaws appeared…until the first imperfection entered…

A huge roar exploded in Odin's mind, and he continued to grit his teeth, because he felt that he could not carry such vast power, and that a trivial thought could destroy him, a god.

...We saw stories...all kinds of stories...they spread and grow within the flaws...and those microorganisms are constantly multiplying...that little flaw even starts to split...more flaws Appeared...they spread...seemed to replace perfection...

Odin finally couldn't hold on any longer. The wooden staff in his hand shattered and Gungnir's spear was exposed, but it now looked like twisted noodles. Odin's cloak even burned with flames, but they were just things that looked like flames, they were erasing Odin's existence.

Odin howled in pain, blood gushed out from his eye sockets, and blood foam oozed from his mouth. Every inch of his blood vessels were boiling, and the strange stinging pain was like countless needles piercing him. in every inch of skin.

... We are afraid... We leave part of it in the flaw... We block the flaw... But the contact still changes us... We are no longer perfect... We split into countless individuals... And the first One is Dax Nou... we brought him back into the flaw... and he brought back the truth... we are the flaw... we feed off the life of the multiverse... we are destroying the stories... …

Odin's body was torn apart. He saw that Thor, the God of Thunder, had turned into blood foam flying into the overlapping space, while the four hunters summoned by "Wild Hunt" had become extremely huge. They seemed to have adapted. Broken the rules of space, they became existences of higher dimensions. Their dark bodies even had terrifying wings, fangs and blood-red eyes.

…No one accepts the truth…because we fear the trauma and destruction of imperfection…This is a prophecy…predicting the end of perfection…We seal Dax Nou away…We seal it away He is nicknamed the Dark Watcher...but the truth is that he has protected us...he is the only being who can make us perfect again...

Odin felt like he was ascending. He seemed to be grabbed by some invisible giant hand, but he couldn't see his body. He was only left with his thoughts. He was on countless pages, and he was forcibly pulled. Entering a higher dimensional space, a part of him was intercepted. Under the control and intervention of that extremely powerful force, he could barely understand everything he saw now.

A huge, skinny face in the darkness, its terrifying bloody eyes stared into Odin's consciousness. Its body, which was not made of flesh and blood, was like planets filled with blood. Under the giant, there were nebulae. Picture-like slices of Limbo, as well as countless urban ruins standing intricately in overlapping spaces.

...Now...he's back...when the Sea of ​​Nothingness Praleya pours into the multiverse...Dax Nou returns from the void...and with him comes the endless malice... A condensation of twists and turns within the flaw...the dark blood gushing from the eternal wound in Perfection...Mandrake...he returns in the apocalypse...even if his old enemy never awakens...the eternal The statue lost its dominant power...and Mandrake restored all the people to perfection...there is still one step left...

The giant showed its teeth as sharp as mountains, and it smiled ferociously.

...remember...tiny microorganism...it's not you trying to use me...Odin...it's me using you...now...I'll give you my fleet...go...bring it for me Destruction...go...bring me eternal darkness...

Mandrake spread out the dark cloak that merged with him, like huge wings that covered all the universe.

...I will drink all life...Go...my servants...Mandrake is hungry...