After the battle ended, Richard remained in Svartalfheim for a while, trying to find even the slightest clue about that new mysterious enemy.
But he found nothing. Clearly, the other party had turned and left as soon as they saw that the Space Beast, Reality, was doomed to lose. They had remained completely unmoved even when Richard reclaimed the Reality Stone, as though they had no interest in the Infinity Stones at all.
He had clearly won a battle, wiped out the Dark Elves, and recovered the Reality Stone, yet he could not feel happy in the slightest. His mood was like Svartalfheim's damned weather—gloomy, with not a trace of sunlight all day long.
All along, he had believed Dark Zagi was the final enemy.
From the earliest Space Beasts, to Dark Faust, then the endlessly upgraded Dark Mephistos, and then Izmael...
Every crisis that had come from beyond Marvel, every one of those enemies, had been created for him by Dark Zagi.
For a long time, Dark Zagi had even been the goal driving him to grow stronger, the reason he had kept seeking greater power.
After defeating Zagi with Galacta's help, he had indeed felt an unprecedented sense of relief. It was as though every burden had vanished.
He no longer had an enemy he absolutely had to defeat, nor did he have to worry about enemies lurking in the shadows. He could just do his cosmic civil servant job, stay on Earth, and coast through life day after day.
But reality did not seem so wonderful.
Clearly, it was not over yet. Besides Zagi, some other enemy was lurking in the dark and waiting for an opportunity. Worse still, this time he had no clue where to begin.
When facing Dark Zagi before, he had always had