The Queen of Heaven had fallen.
No one had expected this. Even Odin was profoundly shocked. His past recognition of Luke had not only been because of Luke's status, but also because he believed Luke had the potential to grow and help his foolish son in the future. But he had never imagined that Luke's strength could rise to this level in such a short time.
Although the creation before him was not Luke himself, it was clearly one of the technologies Luke had mastered. Odin had repeatedly raised his estimate of Luke's rate of growth, yet even so, it seemed he had still greatly underestimated him.
Defeating the Queen, who possessed the Divine Authority of War, on a frenzied battlefield—especially when she had received an epic enhancement from the War of the Realms Malekith had launched at the beginning of the war—was enough to prove how powerful and terrifying this creation was.
Malekith sensed the Queen of Heaven's aura and life force weakening before vanishing altogether. Shocked, he turned to look toward the area where her presence had disappeared.
There was nothing there. Aside from shattered armor fragments and the Queen's broken sword, only that silent stranger, built like a robust old man, stood in place.
As if sensing Malekith's gaze, Light Luke's indifferent eyes met his.
"What's going on? I can no longer sense the Queen's aura or the War Blessing!" An angel in the distance suddenly cried out in panic.
"I can't sense the Queen's life fluctuations either," another angel said.
"Fernandez, what happened on the Queen's side?" The surrounding angels all turned to Fernandez, their highest-ranking officer. As the Military and Political Officer of the Heavenly Realm, Fernandez wore an exceedingly complicated expression.
"The Queen is dead," he said.
"How is that possible? How could