Blue Star.
The North Pole.
"Heimdall! What is going on!!!"
A dazzling rainbow glow suddenly appeared outside Blue Star, and a figure streaked across the sky like a meteor.
Trailing sparks and lightning, he plunged from the sky and slammed into several broken slabs of glacial ice.
The tremendous impact shattered an underwater iceberg.
Where Thor landed, a tsunami surged dozens of meters high.
Thor landed on the glacier with the Bifrost, then surfaced moments later.
He pulled a tiny shrimp out of his ear.
Still shaken, he said, "Good thing I didn't bring Jane back with me, or she'd have been smashed to death here, wouldn't she?"
Thor looked around. Cold glacial ice floated on the deep sea, and a bone-chilling cold crept up his skin. Beneath the surface, temperatures could drop to dozens of degrees below freezing.
An ordinary person-even an ordinary Asgardian-would probably find this place a little cold.
Before transporting him, Heimdall had warned Thor that, because the power bestowed by the World Tree had weakened, his teleportation accuracy still needed fixing.
Teleportation was somewhat dangerous now.
But for Asgard's safety, Thor could hardly afford to worry about that.
Of course, if he had been willing to wait for the future Thor, the future Thor could actually have transported him without harm.
After all, the future Thor was the God King of Asgard in their world.
Forcing his way through the inaccurate Bifrost caused an energy surge, leading to a positional error and an explosion.
Fortunately, Thor had an exceptionally sturdy physique, and the violent explosion left him with only minor injuries.
And the destination itself had not been off. He had indeed reached Blue Star.
Following the Runes Sylvie had inscribed on his body, Thor began searching for Kamar-Taj, the palace where the Sorcerer Supreme