C237 Origin Three and the Terminal Four
"Young God Egg, your imagination is far too vivid. When I speak of a point, I mean just that—a point."
With Odin's majestic voice echoing, a gray speck drifted slowly toward Lin Yuan.
"...It's actually just a point!"
Lin Yuan gaped at the object before him, exactly as Odin described—a mere, shadow-like point.
"Slice open your palm and let your body embrace it
