Asgard went on alert.
No one had expected an invasion to strike at the same time as the prison riot.
Asgard had always been the one catching others off guard. This time, it had been taken by surprise.
Blade-Type Warships sped toward Asgard one after another.
Odin abruptly turned back while on his way to the prison.
That also cost him the chance to encounter Kurse.
With his overwhelming strength, Kurse swept through almost all the Asgardian Warriors in the palace.
As he killed the Asgardian Warriors one by one, venting the Dark Elves' resentment accumulated over the years, he also discovered why Loki had directed him down this route.
Asgard's defensive core.
If Heimdall had a weakness, it was probably that he could not fly.
The first fighter to enter Asgard had been destroyed, but the others flew straight in.
John glanced at the anxious Heimdall and said, "You stood at the entrance watching for so long and didn't notice?"
Heimdall's expression darkened. If the Dark Elves' technology had been so easy to detect, Bor would not have needed to launch a full-scale campaign in Svartalfheim back then.
He hurried back to his post and activated the palace's defense system.
A golden shield slowly rose to envelop the entire palace.
John had no intention of staying any longer either. He leisurely drew his wand. "Sometimes, learning a little more magic doesn't hurt."
A piercing crack exploded beside Heimdall's ear.
John vanished, then reappeared atop a fighter.
He raised his wand, his feet planted rock steady on the speeding fighter.
"Now that's some seriously impressive piloting."
John clicked his tongue in admiration.
He looked toward Asgard's aerial defenses. Their ships were coming in to attack, only for the fighter beneath his feet to dodge and toy with them.
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