Dominating Blade, Divine Spear, Heads Fall
"You're the one who went too far, Thanos."
Cosmic Calendar, Year 404, July 7th.
Svartalfheim, dusk.
Odin, the King of Asgard, brandished his spear and whip, urging his horse to gallop.
The handsome Flying Divine Horse snorted and carried Hela to the ground.
The World Tree energy surging at the core of Svartalfheim seemed to have found its true master, with streams of emerald light flowing into Odin's body, and the phantom of the Asgard kingdom appearing and disappearing behind him.
Odin reached out and retrieved the spear that had sunk into the earth. Fully armed, his eyes, as deep as the ancient starry sky, gazed at Thanos, who emerged from the dazzling light.
Purple skin, gold armor, gold boots
He was wearing gold gloves.
There was also a golden helmet pressed tightly against his forehead.
His face was covered in wrinkles, he had a serious demeanor, and he exuded an imposing aura. Every inch of his body seemed to be filled with signs of danger.
The Great Blade that had previously flown down from the sky to strike down the Gungnir was now restless under Thanos's will and returned to his side.
"Yeah?"
I don't think so.
Thanos flicked his finger, and the Great Blade flew away without making a sound in the noisy air.
In the blink of an eye, the Dark Elf King, whose body was already on the verge of collapse, was decapitated, and strangely, no blood was sprayed out.
Laufey's ice crystals could not withstand Beckett's energy impact on their own and shattered into diamonds in an instant.
The silver blade flashed and disappeared in an instant. If Laufey hadn't reacted quickly, he would probably be bleeding profusely and dead by now.
"Our cooperation agreement does not include the option of destroying the world of Svartalfheim."
A magnificent phantom of a divine kingdom, empowered by mysterious and unpredictable energy, stood before Beckett, completely engulfing the surging pillars of energy.
"Roar!!!"
A deafening roar echoed in the hearts of countless people from the Nine Realms.
Anger, resentment, unwillingness...
Everyone could hear the emotion they desired in that roar. The emerald energy that had surged into Odin's body reluctantly left his chest after the roar, returning entirely to the core of the world beneath Svartalfheim, back to where it belonged.
"Call..."
Sweat streamed down his cold, handsome face, and the sparks from Odin's hand were reflected in his emerald pupils. Suddenly, a shockwave exploded beneath Beckett's feet, and he landed beside his adoptive father, Thanos.
Golden hair flying in the wind.
"Father."
"Your performance has exceeded my expectations, Beckett."
The Great Blade returned and disappeared at Thanos's feet.
With his hands behind his back, Titan's gaze swept over the desolate and broken surroundings, finally settling on his adopted son Beckett's blood-stained face, his eyes filled with relief.
"That is,"
"Nidhogg sounded very unhappy."
"Nidhogg?" Beckett, who had never heard of the name before, frowned, while Hela, sitting atop Odin, paled.
"A venomous dragon that has been relentlessly gnawing at the roots of the World Tree since its birth. Legend has it that the moment it severs the roots of the World Tree, the end of the Nine Realms will come—a catastrophe from which even the gods cannot escape..."
"Enough, Thanos." Odin was not far away, interrupted the father-son's little lecture on the legend.
Malekith, who used magic to avoid a fatal blow, and Laufey, who also escaped death, embraced each other for warmth.
The three forces are mutually supportive and wary of each other.
"If your attack succeeds, it will cause irreparable damage to the core of the world of Svartalfheim, which is equivalent to weakening the power of the World Tree."
"But your attack was stopped by Odin, which is why Nidhogg is so angry."
Clang!
The swiftly thrusting Gungnir collided with the oncoming domineering blade.
A flash of lightning followed by a sudden clap of thunder.
The sound of metal clashing captivated the hearts of everyone present.
"I said, that's enough, Thanos."
This is a secret that has long been buried in the dust of history, but now it has been brought up again by Thanos.
"You've gone too far, Odin."
Thanos responded calmly, stating his attitude and stance.
This was supposed to be a battle between the Lord of Svartalfheim and Beckett. Odin, as the Lord of Asgard, should not have been here, much less attacked his adopted son.
"He will destroy the Nine Realms."
Odin looked around at Laufey, who was panting heavily, and Malekith, who was covered in wounds.
And there's the earth beneath my feet, constantly shaking and disintegrating, and the sky above me, constantly roaring.
If he hadn't arrived in time, Svartalfheim would probably have been dismembered by now.
With one less realm among the Nine Realms, the power of the World Tree will inevitably become unbalanced.
"Our goals have always been very clear."
Thanos's gaze fell on the battered Malekith.
"Hand over the Aether, now."
Pooh!
Malekith spat out a mouthful of blood and stomped it hard under his foot.
The attitude is self-evident.
"Odin, this is an internal matter of our Nine Realms!"
Malekith staggered to his feet and looked at Odin.
"I won't say the same thing a third time."
"Now, hand over the Aether."
Thanos's calm words caused Hela, who had just dismounted from her divine horse, to stumble, her expression filled with a strange look.
She's heard that phrase a lot lately.
Beckett often said.
Thanos pulled the Great Blade, gleaming with a cold light, from the ground and dragged it along as he strode toward Malekith, who was standing with Laufey.
The latter's weakness was obvious to all, but Odin made no further statement.
It just stood quietly to the side, watching.
"No!"
Odin!
"Why!"
Why are you just watching?!
"Thanos's goal is to destroy all Nine Realms! Liberate Nidhogg!"
"Laufey!"
"Help me!"
"We are an alliance!!"
Malekith's dilapidated body no longer allowed him to recapture the pride and splendor of the Dark Elf King. The surging energy and Odin's persuasive lips worked together, but to no avail.
The final roar abruptly ceased.
A flash of sparks appeared in Thanos's hand, and Malekith's head fell to the ground.
Fresh blood gushed out.
Thanos, wielding Great Blade, turned around and looked at Laufey, who was only a step away from him.
"This time, there won't be any more tricks like faking death with a clone."
Laufey looked down at the knife in Thanos's hand.
The knife gave him a very domineering feeling.
So domineering that they don't care about any cleanup, so domineering that they don't listen to any explanations.
Black energy liquid flowed from Malekith's body along with the blood. The Aether, having lost their host, instinctively flew toward Odin, another powerful being of the Nine Realms, but encountered a gaping maw halfway there.
The giant tentacles easily dragged the escaping Aether into its mouth, and the orange figure appeared before Thanos and Odin with an extremely dashing posture.
Meow~
Licking its pink paws, the orange cat twisted its round little head and blinked its big eyes, trying to look cute.
Thanks to [Strange Eternal] and [Leaf Waves] for their tips~