"Is he still alive?"
Steve looked up at the sky and asked quietly.
"Hard to say." Sif shook her head. "The Bifrost is powerful enough to destroy a planet. Loki might survive while wearing the Destroyer, but Ben... it's hard to say."
Volstagg let out a heavy breath, sending his brown beard fluttering. He said in a booming voice, "No matter what, we Asgardians will always remember this brave warrior. Diamondhead truly lived up to his name!"
Clearly, the four visitors from Asgard had instinctively counted Ben among the dead.
Not only them—even Heimdall, who could see into the Nine Realms, believed Ben had died.
His eyes had not seen any trace of Diamondhead.
But was that really the case?
In the boundless darkness of space,
a dazzling streak of light flashed past.
The Bifrost carried Loki across the universe.
"Ah—"
Inside the Bifrost, the scorching energy left Loki in unbearable agony.
The Bifrost's terrifying power had even cracked the Destroyer armor. Loki, unable to fully unleash the Destroyer's power, found it difficult to withstand the Bifrost's might.
And beside him, Diamondhead had long since vanished without a trace.
The Bifrost's immense power was enough to shatter Diamondhead and erase him completely.
But if anyone looked closely, they would notice that Loki's condition was somewhat off.
Black cracks appeared across his body, and within those cracks, a ghostly eye constantly moved about.
That was right—it was Ghostfreak!
From the very beginning, Ben had never intended to take the Bifrost's blast head-on.
Although the Little Broken Watch's protection mechanism might have kept his life from being threatened, Ben had no need to take risks like before.
Even though Diamondhead did not actually feel pain, he had no interest in taking someone else's cannon blast.
So, before the Bifrost shattered the crystal,