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The Dwarves were now considered their friends. In the past, the Dwarves had basically only forged weapons for Asgard, but now they had also helped forge weapons for the Celestial Court.

With such a relationship, they naturally could not simply stand by.

Moreover, the Nine Realms were now jointly governed by them and the Asgardians, so they naturally could not allow the Nine Realms to fall into danger.

When the Asgardians learned that they were going, they did not interfere. With two terrifying beings like Ke Chen and Faora going, there should not be any problem.

After arriving at Nidavellir, Ke Chen and Faora did not enter. They merely informed the Dwarves and told them not to worry.

Eitri, the Dwarf King, expressed his gratitude, but they could not fly out of Nidavellir and thus could not come over to greet them.

Ke Chen signaled Faora to slow down. Faora nodded, and the two approached the wormhole at a slower pace. It remained unstable, and they seemed to be able to glimpse what was inside through the dark wormhole.

Of course, the image flashed by in an instant, and neither Ke Chen nor Faora could see it clearly.

Ke Chen told Faora to stop. Fortunately, the wormhole had not collapsed. Then he stretched out his hand and casually clenched it, crushing the surrounding space so the two could communicate in the vacuum of space.

"Go back. I'll go take a look."

Ke Chen spoke to Faora.

"My lord, isn't it too dangerous for you to go alone...?"

Faora said uneasily.

"Who could possibly be my opponent?"

Ke Chen asked directly.

Faora could only nod upon hearing that. Then Ke Chen said, "Go back and tell them where I'm going. That is an order."

"Yes."

Obeying orders was her duty. Faora