The Witcher: The Journey to Transcendence from Marvel...

Chapter 202 Books

"You are special. The Ancient One convinced me to entrust the Mind Stone to you for safekeeping."

Odin's words echoed slowly through the palace, like muffled thunder.

Upon hearing this, Wes felt a tightness in his chest, and a complex mix of emotions welled up inside him.

Of course, Odin couldn't possibly ignore the Infinity Stones.

Wes pondered to himself.

He was well aware of the immense power and allure of the Infinity Stones, and Odin, as the king of Asgard, could not possibly ignore them.

The fact that the Ancient One was able to persuade Odin to entrust the Mind Stone to her must have had profound reasons and considerations.

"I just didn't expect Thor to bring you back with the Reality Stone." Odin's face showed a hint of distress.

His eyes revealed worry, troubled by this sudden situation.

Each Infinity Stone is watched by countless eyes; their power is so great that it attracts the covetousness and struggle of various forces throughout the universe.

Now that the three Infinity Stones are gathered in Asgard, those who don't know the situation might think that Odin, in his heroic posture, is planning to unify the universe.

However, Odin is no longer warlike. He has experienced countless wars and vicissitudes, witnessed too much life and death and too much joy and sorrow, and has long been weary of the cruelty of war.

Moreover, Odin's current condition is not good.

Despite his best efforts to contain the violent energy within him, Wes still keenly sensed it.

The fact that someone at the "Heavenly Father" level couldn't control the energy within their body can only mean one thing.

Odin's body is in trouble, and it's a life-threatening one.

The divine power within him was constantly increasing, and the older he got, the faster the divine power grew.

In other words, Odin is constantly getting stronger.

This sounds like a good thing, but it's not actually the case. Odin found himself losing control of the energy within him; this powerful force was like a wild horse, threatening to devour him at any moment.

This is why he was so eager to pass the throne to Thor.

He knew his time was running out and he had to make arrangements for Asgard's future as soon as possible.

Things have developed to this point, and are now completely out of Odin's control.

A solemn expression appeared on his dignified face.

This god-king, who once ruled the nine realms, now also feels a sense of powerlessness.

"My purpose in summoning you is simple," Odin stared intently at Wes, his gaze seemingly piercing through the very soul. "Use the Mind Stone to extract the Reality Stone from Jane's body."

Odin's words were concise and clear, yet carried an undeniable authority.

If anyone else had made such a request, Weiss would probably have suspected that they were after the Mind Stone.

After all, the power of the Infinity Stones is so great that it could tempt anyone.

But Odin, as a man, wished he could scatter the Infinity Stones throughout the universe to avoid the disasters and chaos they would bring.

Without the slightest hesitation, Weiss readily handed over the scepter.

The scepter inlaid with the Mind Stone slowly floated into Odin's hand.

Odin admired Wess's decisive attitude.

He nodded slightly and said, "To make it up to you, what are your requests?"

Wes pondered for a moment, then said firmly, "Magic!"

He only had this one request.

For Wes, magic is an endless mystery, and he longs to understand and master more magical knowledge.

"Yes, there is a library in the Celestial Palace that records most of the magic of the Nine Realms."

Odin was also very generous; he knew the value of knowledge and was willing to give Wess the reward he deserved.

"You can make a copy of all the books inside."

Odin's words surprised and delighted Wes.

He hadn't expected Odin to be so generous; this was undoubtedly a huge gain for him.

Afterwards, a guard led Wes to the library.

The library's exterior was unremarkable, but when Wes stepped inside, he was struck by what he saw.

Although it's called a library, the space inside is incredibly large.

The tall bookshelves stand like towering trees, with all kinds of books neatly arranged on them, stretching as far as the eye can see.

Each book exudes an ancient and mysterious aura, as if telling the history and stories of the Nine Realms.

These books are spoils of Odin's conquest of the Nine Realms. They bear witness to Odin's glory and honor, and also carry the wisdom and magic of the Nine Realms.

However, the sheer number of books is like a vast sea of ​​stars, a sight that inspires awe.

Even a cursory glance at the bookshelves, piled high with books, creates a strong sense of oppression.

Even just looking at the table of contents once would probably take a lot of time.

Copying so many books would undoubtedly be an unimaginably difficult undertaking.

The sheer number of them makes one feel powerless the moment they face them.

Not a single mistake, not a single poem, not a single post, not a single piece of content, not a single look!

Wes frowned, lost in thought.

A moment later, he decisively created hundreds of clones.

These clones quickly flew towards different bookshelves.

They were scattered in various corners of the library, some wandering among the tall bookshelves, others pausing in front of a particular book, carefully flipping through it.

Magic books were a major focus for Wes.

The books that recorded mysterious magic spells, methods for drawing magic circles, and techniques for using magical power held a great attraction for him.

His clones carefully selected every book related to magic, leaving no stone unturned, whether it was an ancient magical tome or a newly discovered magical manuscript.

Books on alchemy also caught Weiss's attention.

Books on potions and herbs were also among the items Wes copied.

Wes spent a day in the library, but even with his and his clones' best efforts, they couldn't copy even 10% of the books.

Time slipped away quietly amidst his busy schedule, yet it felt as if only a moment had passed.

That endless ocean of books made him deeply appreciate the boundless nature of knowledge.

Odin came to see him.

Odin, the king of the gods, still stood tall and majestic, but his weariness and weakness were evident.

Odin returned the scepter to Wes.

After leaving behind the words "Good luck," Odin turned and left.

His steps were heavy, each step requiring a great deal of effort.

Wes could tell that Odin's condition had worsened.

His face was pale, and his eyes were filled with exhaustion and pain.

It's probably related to using the Mind Stone; the powerful Infinity Stone made the energy within him even more violent.

This uncontrollable force, like a raging flood, ravaged his body, causing him immense pain.

Just as Wes had guessed, Odin returned to his palace and summoned Frigga and Thor to his side.

A somber atmosphere permeated the palace. Odin sat on his throne, his eyes filled with love and worry.

He gave a few words of advice, his voice low but full of strength.

Every word seemed to contain his deep love for his family and his hopes for the future of Asgard.

After that, Odin hurriedly fell into a deep sleep, which is known as "Odin's Sleep".

This was a method Odin used to restore his strength and stabilize the energy within his body, but it also plunged Asgard into a state of uncertainty.

(End of this chapter)