Asgard, a side hall of the palace. Frigga wearily withdrew her divine power.
As Asgard's core weapon, the Bifrost bore both the vital duty of transporting armies and the function of a planet-destroying weapon.
Using Dark Magic to wield it directly without the physical, complete Bifrost structure placed an immensely severe burden on the user!
Even with Frigga and Odin sharing that burden, Frigga was already utterly exhausted.
She took two deep breaths and gazed heavily at the distant sky before walking despondently toward the Asgardian treasury.
No one understood that child better than she did. If her calculations were correct, she would find Loki in the treasury!
Thus, Frigga bypassed the palace maidservants, bypassed everyone, and entered the treasury alone.
She had only just arrived when Loki indeed appeared before her!
Blue light flickered, and the Space Stone's energy vanished in an instant. Loki wore his usual wicked smile as he surveyed his surroundings confidently.
Unfortunately, that confidence disappeared after only a few seconds.
"Mother?!"
He frowned, greeting her as he walked toward Frigga in confusion.
"It has been a long time. You are still as radiant as ever, and that truly makes me glad.
But why were you waiting here? Did you want to see with your own eyes how this unfilial son of yours destroys the kingdom Odin treasured most in his life?"
"Call him Father, child. He is your father!"
Frigga tried her best to remind him, but Loki did not take her words to heart at all.
Loki merely curled his lip indifferently and brushed past Frigga, arriving at the place where the Casket of Ancient Winters was stored.
This Divine Artifact, which he had once used to freeze Heimdall, lay quietly upon its display pedestal as it always had.
Loki picked it up and