"Ugh, how much longer do we have to wait?" Jane lay back on the grass, gazing helplessly at the sky.
No one could rest easy with a bomb buried inside them. She had no idea when it might explode, and now she did not even know when it could be removed.
The mental torment was simply too much.
"Jane, don't worry. Everything will be fine. If it takes too long, we can go to Blue Star and ask your Sorcerer Supreme for help. Mother said the Aether was once given to the Sorcerer Supreme. I'm sure they have a way to extract it."
The two were still gazing carefree at the sky, while all of Asgard's soldiers were celebrating and drinking.
Little did they know that darkness was quietly descending.
Heimdall's eyes were said to be able to survey the Nine Realms and see everything within them.
But everyone knew that was an exaggeration.
After all, no supernatural power in the universe was absolute.
As a rule, Heimdall usually only watched over Asgard.
He rarely looked into what was happening on other planets.
Unless war broke out or an unidentified being appeared.
Just then, a narrow space channel quietly opened.
"Almus, Fisherman, given the state of my body, I can buy you some time. You must find a way to obtain the Aether before that time runs out!" With grim resolve, the elder piloted the mothership, dropping the two of them and dozens of Dark Elves off before charging toward Asgard!
The elder piloting the mothership wore a suppression helmet reserved for cursed warriors, along with suppression armor. This equipment was specifically designed to delay a cursed warrior's death.
Cracks slowly began appearing all over his body, dark red energy radiating from the wounds.
The elder struggled to contain the