The Seal, Asgard's Sky Dragon Nidhogg

"Wait, what do you want to do?"

"I'm warning you, you'd better not interfere with His Highness Beckett's battle, otherwise once His Highness Beckett gets angry, no one will be able to save you." Although The Other didn't have a good impression of Menis, this human who might put him at risk of losing his job, he cared most about Beckett's feelings.

At this point in time, rashly interfering in Beckett's battle would almost certainly provoke his rage.

After all, in Beckett's eyes, their group would only be a hindrance if they joined the battlefield. Having followed Beckett for so long, The Other had long since figured out his master's personality perfectly.

"I know."

"Although saying this might offend the Savior, The Other, I am the one who can perfectly subdue Nidhogg."

The Pharaoh of Ancient Egypt exuded confidence in every gesture, even under the piercing gaze of Hela.

"You still remember my name?" The Other asked, somewhat surprised.

His name was already a bit of a mouthful, and according to the flow of time on Earth, Menis could be considered an immortal who had lived for thousands of years, yet he could still remember him now?

"I will never forget the jealousy you felt for me back then."

The Other blushed, but thanks to his racial advantage, no one could tell.

"Alright, I know you haven't seen them for thousands of years, but it's best to put the reminiscing on hold for now." Stephen Strange interrupted Menis, who seemed to still have something to say to The Other.

He didn't drag this ancient Pharaoh out of his semi-dead, reclusive state just to have him reminisce.

Strange's ultimate goal was to subdue the Demon Dragon Nidhogg and transform it from a world-destroying dragon into an ally in the cosmic war.

"What are you going to do?" Hela remained skeptical.

Even Beckett couldn't easily subdue this ugly dragon, so how could Menis do it?

Are you kidding me?

In terms of sheer power, let alone Beckett, even Hela could crush this Pharaoh with a single finger, even if Menis possessed the Eye of Horus, a relic of an other-dimensional demon god.

Humans are, after all, just humans, and they have their limits.

Unless he stops being a human being.

Menis smiled without saying a word, and with the Eye of Horus in his hand as the center, a golden wind instantly stirred up the dust on the ruins of Asgard.

"Click".

Even the slightest sound could not escape Hela's notice.

The golden Eye of Horus suddenly cracked at one corner, and the pupil-shaped pattern in the center seemed to have come to life, appearing somewhat vibrant.

Rumble...

Rumble...

Rumble...

As the battlefield between Beckett and Nidhogg shifted to the sky, the once peaceful Asgard land suddenly experienced a strong tremor.

"What is that...?"

The Other stared blankly at the ruins piled up in front of Menis.

A gray stone slab, tens of meters high, slowly rose as Pharaoh Menis commanded, and the shadow cast by the slab instantly enveloped everyone present.

"The sealing tablet of Horus, the demon god of another dimension."

"This is also the only remaining blank stone slab."

Menis held his hands to his chest, the golden Eye of Horus floating between his fingers. The power of another dimension raged across the land of Asgard, which had lost its guardian.

The silent stone slabs began to tremble, and the golden wind, mixed with extradimensional energy, even attracted the attention of the two warring sides in the sky.

What is that?

From Beckett's perspective, all he could see was a stone slab fifty meters high and the energy storm swirling around it; nothing else.

"Roar!!"

During the battle, a moment of distraction allowed the dragon to seize the opportunity and strike him on the back with its tail.

The immense force shattered Beckett's energy shield, and the omnipresent Venom instantly penetrated his body through the golden armor.

"Once my strength is restored, you will be no match for me!"

"And when that time comes, I will tear you to pieces!"

The dragon roared, its blood-red maw wide open, its foul-smelling fangs gleaming in the blazing sun.

It was angry and terrified.

Even without regaining its peak power, it should have been able to run rampant in the Nine Realms. However, its first battle after escaping was against Beckett, who was able to fight it for so long.

What terrifies it even more is that Beckett doesn't yet bear the mark of this universe, meaning that the terrifying power he's displaying is still being achieved against the constraints of the universe's rules.

Nidhogg felt that the outside world was changing too fast, and it seemed that it had not kept up with the pace of the times.

"That's about it."

As the energy surged, it evaporated the dizziness and other negative effects. Beckett tilted his head and moved his white knuckles.

"I roughly understand, your power level." A calm voice, tinged with a hint of smugness. All of Nidhogg's combat data had been collected on the azure screen, and a flicker of excitement rose to Beckett's brow.

"Beckett! Get out of the way!"

"Savior! Please move aside!"

"Your His Highness Beckett! Get out of the way!"

Several calls made Beckett's smile vanish instantly. The sense of danger behind him made his hair stand on end, and he teleported away from the battlefield in the air.

Boom!!!

The sealing energy that rose out of nowhere from the ground pierced through the afterimage left by Beckett and struck the chest of the Demon Dragon Nidhogg. The magic circle mark belonging to the lineage of the Sorcerer Supreme also appeared above its head and around it.

A dense Sorcerer Supreme Stephen Strange stood atop the magic circle, chanting obscure and incomprehensible incantations; Menis, emerging from behind a blank slab, held the Eye of Horus, maintaining the output of the sealing energy.

"What happened?"

Beckett frowned as he landed, noticing Hela and the others standing next to the old man.

"Actually, I don't know either. But it looks like that dragon is about to be sealed away." Hela looked up at the dragon in the sky whose body was wrapped in countless red threads.

Although she was not familiar with the sealing profession, Hela had been sealed by Odin before, so she was familiar with the properties of sealing energy.

Whether it's Stephen Strange or Menis, the energy emanating from them at this moment is a seal.

Only...

Nidhogg was actually sealed away?

Are these two Earthlings really that strong?

Hela was suspicious.

"Roar!!!"

"No!!!"

"How is this possible?!?!"

Hela's suspicions were dispelled by Nidhogg's roar. The latter's massive body was forcibly moved bit by bit into the blank stone slab that was fifty meters high, and finally became a snarling dragon mural in front of everyone.

[Sealing Time: Asgardian Calendar 4369]

[Sealed Location: The Skies of Asgard]

[Name Generation: Asgard's Sky Dragon Nidhogg (Changeable)]

Beckett looked up and witnessed this bizarre situation unfold.

The moment the dragon mural was created, a series of messages appeared in the empty space below the stone mural.

Until...

"Long time no see, my savior."

Having completed the seal Pharaoh Menis turned around and knelt on one knee before Beckett, his expression one of fervent reverence.