After leaving Asgard, Heisenberg found Heimdall beside the Bifrost, directing the Spirit Legion in continuous repair work.
Asgard did not lack the materials needed to build the Bifrost. As the Asgardians' most important means of travel and planet-destroying weapon, Odin had long ago stockpiled vast emergency reserves for it.
However, Odin probably never imagined while alive that this thing would end up being broken by his own son.
Noticing Heisenberg's approach, Heimdall straightened up and set down the light-energy crystal in his arms.
He brushed the glowing dust from his body and gave Heisenberg a slight bow.
"Your Majesty."
"Good afternoon, Heimdall. Give me Surtur's location."
"At once, Your Majesty. Surtur has always lived in an underground lair in Muspelheim, with Regin's flames at his side.
But neither of them is a match for Your Majesty. May your campaign be victorious."
"Mm."
Heisenberg nodded, casually placing a hand on Heimdall's shoulder. A moment later, he sensed a faintly emerging location.
Heimdall was marking Surtur's lair for him!
Rainbow light crashed down in an instant, and Heisenberg swiftly vanished.
At the same time, in Muspelheim.
The towering Fire Giant Surtur sat upon his decayed throne, bitterly resenting his life thus far.
As the master of fire across the Nine Realms, Surtur had once possessed a life beyond imagination.
He drove his flaming chariot through endless worlds, wielding his greatsword against countless powerful foes. He was a child of fire, its spokesperson as well—arrogant and overbearing!
Until... he encountered someone even more arrogant than himself!
Surtur would never forget the absurdly hypocritical words shouted at him by the man who had fought him for days and nights before defeating him!
That man had told him, "Surtur, you are far too dangerous. I must seal you away!"
And so, Surtur and the