"Looks like it was you." Tony Stark shrugged and casually retracted the Beam Cannon glowing in his palm.
This familiar feeling really was just like when he had first met He-El—equally stern, so serious that jokes were impossible.
Now Tony Stark believed that this metal man was a robot created by He-El.
It had exactly the same temperament as its master.
"Where are we?" Tony Stark put away the Beam Cannons in both palms and gazed into the starry sky. The stars glittered brilliantly, yet gave him no sense of familiarity.
A light breeze swept across the knee-high grass in the distance, carrying a faint rustling sound. The surroundings were tranquil and far-reaching, truly suited for lying down and enjoying the cool wind brushing across one's face while gazing at the brilliant stars, leaving one refreshed and at ease.
"Asgard." Vivian's metallic brows were tightly furrowed as she continuously adjusted her quantum communications system, trying to connect to Earth's signal.
But communicating between two separate dimensions in an entirely new dimension, without being able to determine Earth's location from the universe, and relying only on signals Earth had once transmitted to send information back there, was undoubtedly as difficult as reaching the heavens. Even she found it hard to accomplish.
Still, it was not entirely impossible, so Vivian had been working on it all along.
"Asgard!" Tony Stark cried out. "Thor's hometown?"
Tony Stark quickly understood why they had arrived in Asgard.
The space sealing the Reality Stone had been built by Thor's ancestors. They had coveted the Reality Stone, or perhaps triggered some sort of mechanism, and being directly transported to Asgard was only natural.
Tony Stark could even foresee what would happen next.
"Looks like we can't keep the Reality Stone." Tony Stark sighed softly. He could not