Earth.
Aboard the Helicarrier above the Waltham Forest Industrial Area in East London, London.
The preparations here, all the armaments for the war against the Dark Elves, had come to an end. The forces began withdrawing in an orderly manner. General Ross's Crimson Giant Corps retreated to the United States, while S.H.I.E.L.D. withdrew most of its agents, leaving only routine monitoring and research personnel behind. Once the Convergence had passed and everything was completely safe, they would no longer remain here.
Odin had transported the Reality Stone to Asgard, shattering the plans of S.H.I.E.L.D., the Avengers, He-El, and Stephen Strange.
All the preparations here had become meaningless.
With the Reality Stone no longer in their hands, the Dark Elves' attention and target would no longer be Earth.
Nor did Earth need to force itself forward to take a beating.
In the end, everything seemed destined to return to its original course of history: Asgard would face off against the Dark Elves.
Stephen Strange was deeply unwilling to accept this. The Reality Stone had merely been transferred from Thor's Earthly lover, Jane Foster, to Vivian, He-El's robot designed to contain the Reality Stone. Perhaps that made it easier for Odin to handle.
He feared that Odin would ultimately do as in the prophetic dream and send the Reality Stone directly to The Collector, allowing it to fall into Thanos's hands.
But Stephen Strange was not like the Ancient One. He had never traveled across countless dimensions, nor did he know Asgard's location well enough to open a massive portal and threaten Odin.
Though he had grown faster, progressed further, and become far stronger than anyone at Kamar-Taj, he was still nowhere near the level the Ancient One had once reached.
He could only use the lingering aura of Thor, whom he