Odin took a sip of hot tea and answered, "I can't rest peacefully. For some reason, I always have a feeling of unease."
Then, he paused and looked at his Blood Alliance brother:
"Moreover, no one in the Asa Divine Race is more suitable than me to host the Great Sacrifice."
"It's unnecessary for you to do it personally, Thor can also handle it."
"That won't do! I must bear the mistakes I made myself!"
Odin answered solemnly, then showed a trace of embarrassment on his face,
"If I had listened to your advice earlier, the situation wouldn't have deteriorated to this extent."
"Blessings and curses are interdependent. If it weren't for you and Niord probing the depths of that Origin Goddess, I wouldn't have dared to return."
Hearing the comfort from Luo En, Odin's mood improved significantly. He forcefully patted his Blood Alliance brother's shoulder and laughed heartily:
"Alright then, this battle will be hosted by you. Let's bet everything for us, wash away our shame, and win!"
