Journey to the Divine Realm

No one knew what Kyle and the Grandmaster had discussed.

The aliens on Sakaar only saw that after Tyrant Kyle left the Grandmaster Building, the Grandmaster's personal Starfighter launched from the building's domed roof.

It kept accelerating upward, passing through a crimson wormhole vortex and leaving Sakaar.

The Grandmaster was gone.

The god who had created and ruled Sakaar's civilization for millions of years left quietly without saying a word, his destination somewhere unknown among the stars.

The aliens all believed this outcome meant Kyle had won completely.

Only Kyle knew that this was the best possible ending for the Grandmaster. As for why the other man had finally stopped honoring the wager and left Sakaar, perhaps only the Grandmaster himself knew.

With the planet's supreme ruler gone, the enslaved prisoners of war were finally freed. Cheers rang out throughout the city.

In one of Sakaar's cities.

Following Thor's thunder energy with his senses, Kyle found the Starfighter parked on the ground three kilometers away from the interstellar Duel Arena.

"Kyle!" Seeing Kyle descend amid blazing flames, Thor and Banner excitedly came out onto the deck to greet him. Valkyrie followed behind them, unable to hide the respect in her eyes as she looked at the man before her.

As a true warrior and powerhouse, he deserved everyone's admiration and reverence.

He had fought an entire civilization's fleet alone for a night and forced the Grandmaster away. If word spread through the stars of the Nine Realms, there probably would not be a single civilization that did not know Kyle's name.

"So, where are you planning to go now?" Kyle dispelled Twin Star Form and calmly looked at Thor and Banner.

"I need to return to the divine realm as soon as possible!" Thor clenched his fists and said in