The massive Galaxy Guard Corps fleet finally jumped into Asgard's star system.
It was a mighty sight.
Yet the scene before them made everyone put away their joking—once radiant and golden, Asgard...
...was now shrouded in a gloomy dark-green hue.
The distant roar of battle faintly echoed from the direction of the Asgardian Palace.
And at the only hope of escape—the entrance to the Rainbow Bridge...
...a dense mass of refugees and ranks of skeleton soldiers stood in grim formation.
"Looks like we came at just the right time."
Su Ming spoke calmly, his divine sense already having swept across the whole situation.
"Thor couldn't wait and went to the palace first.
There's a little trouble here. We're going to the Rainbow Bridge."
The spaceship swiftly approached the Rainbow Bridge.
At that moment, the situation on the Rainbow Bridge was dire.
Heimdall held the Guardian Sword in his hand.
His golden eyes burned with determination.
Behind him stood terrified Asgardian civilians.
Before him, Skoll, the cursed warrior, led a large force of undead soldiers steadily closer.
They demanded that he hand over the Guardian Sword that could activate the Rainbow Bridge.
"Heimdall, where's the sword?!"
Skoll raised his hand, trying to make himself look more menacing.
"Attack!"
The undead soldiers behind him screeched and surged forward.
The once broad Rainbow Bridge suddenly seemed rather crowded under such numbers.
Heimdall's gaze was unwavering, and he refused to give an inch.
"What I protect is all of Asgard's people, not my own life alone!"
Just as Heimdall prepared to make a desperate stand.
A tremendous wolf howl came from behind him!
A shadow fell over them.
Fenris, a monstrous wolf as huge as a small mountain, with ghostly blue flames burning in its eyes...
...was charging toward them.
Corrosive saliva dripped from