Art Is Explosion!

Although he wanted to fight Hela and observe more techniques for wielding divine power from her, broadening his own experience, too much talk could lead to mistakes. After confirming that Thor could no longer fight, Lowett immediately contacted the Emperor and summoned Surtur.

Besides, she was not the only one, was she?

Thor, who had awakened the Power of Thunder at the brink of life and death, would have plenty of time in the future for him to study.

"But there are more important things to do now."

The three Dragons landed on a warship. Someone immediately carried the barely conscious Thor away for treatment, while Aka and the other two reverted to human form and stood quietly behind Lowett.

Thud!

Loki, who had also been carried back in a claw, was tossed onto the deck and landed face-first.

"Everyone, quiet down." At that moment, Lowett suddenly spoke calmly. His voice carried a peculiar rhythm. It was not deafening, yet the hundreds of thousands of civilians and tens of thousands of soldiers could all hear him clearly.

The Witchers urgently treating Thor also looked up at him in confusion.

Then Lowett continued.

"This may be the last time you see it. Take a good look."

At those words, both Thor, who desperately needed treatment, and Loki, whose heart was heavy, looked up at once. Asgard came into view in the distance. Under the eruption of the Fire Giant Surtur, lava-like orange-yellow cracks spread across Asgard at a visible rate.

Just as Lowett had said.

This sight might be their last farewell.

Their homeland was about to be destroyed!

Then, after making sure no one was paying attention to him, Lowett sent a thread of Divine Sense into the Royal Palace, leaving his body behind.

Rumble—!!

The tremors outside did not