Jotunheim.
The war between the two realms had barely begun, yet one small battle had already ended.
The Divine Realm warriors from Asgard enjoyed the support of the Bifrost, freely burning through its accumulated power.
Meanwhile, hidden away in his palace, Odin's mouth twitched, and his brows knitted into a tangled knot!
Others might not know the truth about the Bifrost, but Odin knew it all too well!
The Bifrost was a weapon capable of destroying planets. Supplying the energy it consumed was hardly a simple matter.
The Bifrost had two main sources of energy.
One was the loans taken out by Odin, his father, and his elder brother.
That energy was borrowed from the Nine Realms, primarily from the consciousness of Gaea within them.
The other source was the many nations throughout the universe.
A few empires styled themselves the Three Great Empires.
But far beyond them, many other empires, alliances, and civilizations existed.
Their fundamental reason for investing in Asgard was to eliminate the Dark Elves.
The Dark Elves planned to draw the world back into darkness!
Yet no other power endorsed that idea.
The various cosmic powers had run their calculations.
The odds of the Dark Elves completing that plan were almost zero.
Still, as a precaution, they had provided Asgard with some energy to eliminate the Dark Elves.
That was also why Asgard had not been so quick to wipe out the Dark Elves back then.
They were still waiting to trade the Dark Elves for more funding!
Queen Frigga saw Odin's furrowed brows and immediately understood his concerns. She couldn't help laughing. "Odin, look at you. Those eyebrows are about to run away from home."
Hearing Frigga tease him, Odin sighed. "Ah, Frigga, Loki's strategy wastes far too much of the Bifrost's energy!
"The Bifrost