Thor raised the Golden Battle Axe high above his head.
On the black and gold axe blade, the molten gold-like light suddenly surged, as if a newborn Sun had been forcibly stuffed into this battle axe.
The weight of power, the distortion of space, the stagnation of time, the trembling of the Soul Stone, the stripping away of reality, the vitality of creation, the end of Oblivion... more than thirty different, even conflicting, forces were forcibly mixed together by a more tyrannical will.
"Come!"
With a roar, Thor's arm muscles bulged, veins coiling like dragons, and with all his might, he slammed the condensed " Sun " down towards the three time dragons.
Buzz--
Golden light and gray dragon collided violently in the void.
There was no earth-shattering explosion as expected; the moment the two extreme forces came into contact, all surrounding sounds vanished.
The space itself groaned under the strain of this clash, and dark cracks spread out like a spider web.
The fury on the faces of the three Time-Keepers froze instantly, replaced by astonishment.
Their proudest achievement, the torrent of time that could erase even the gods, was abruptly halted the moment they came into contact with that golden light, as if they had encountered a flood at a dam.
Three ferocious dragons roared madly, their grayish-white energy constantly washing over the golden light, but it could only cause ripples, unable to break through it.
For the first time, Ast, Zath, and Vorth, with their sculpted faces, showed signs of strain.
They had to continuously pump energy to maintain the flow of time, just to avoid being pushed back by the golden light.
Thor stood still, the void beneath his feet shattering inch by inch, yet he remained motionless.
He felt the recoil from the axe handle and made his judgment.
These three guys' power, seemingly vast and boundless, is actually based on a weak foundation, like three nouveau riche who guard a mountain of gold but don't know how to use it.
Their power comes more from their position and authority than from their actual cultivation.
"Is that all you've got?" Thor grinned, mocking. "I thought you could chip a hole in my new axe. Haven't you eaten?"
"You..."
Ast was so angry that he trembled all over, and his output became slightly unstable.
Just then, an extremely subtle yet incredibly clear vibration emanated from the depths of the infinitely distant multiverse, piercing through this chaotic void.
This tremor is not on a physical level, but rather stems from a shaking of the very foundations of reality.
Thor's smile vanished abruptly.
He could sense that the source of this tremor was the golden throne at the end of time.
Oh no, it's Loki's side!
The fact that such a dramatic change occurred so soon after Qin arrived indicates that the enemy is far more formidable and powerful than imagined.
These three old geezers are probably just cannon fodder sent out to buy time.
We can't waste any more time with them.
Thor's eyes turned cold, and he made a decision in an instant.
He deliberately loosened his grip on the axe slightly, creating a tiny, rightward tilt in his defensive posture.
This flaw is fatal to even the most battle-hardened warrior.
"Chance!"
Ast, who had been keeping a close eye on Thor, immediately spotted this "flaw."
In his view, this was Thor's exhaustion after withstanding the combined strength of the three of them.
"Die, you madman!"
Ast let out a hysterical roar, disregarding the balance of energy, forcibly drawing his power out of the flow of time, transforming into a gray lightning bolt, and rushing straight towards the exposed opening on Thor's left!
At the top of the scepter in his hand, a singularity light shone, powerful enough to pierce through reality.
He intended to use this strike to permanently nail this guy who had humiliated them to this spot!
As Ast hurtled toward him, a cold sneer flashed deep in Thor's eyes.
The fish has taken the bait.
Just a moment before Ast's scepter was about to touch Thor's body.
Thor's lips moved silently.
"Space freezes."
In an instant, the entire space surrounding Ast, along with the flow of time, was forcibly frozen by an invisible force.
The ecstasy and ferocity on Ast's face hadn't faded when he was suddenly and strangely suspended in mid-air, unable to move, still in his forward-rushing posture.
His eyes were filled with extreme fear and bewilderment.
What happened?
My strength... my body... why can't I move?!
He became an insect trapped in amber.
And Thor is the hunter with the hammer.
Thor didn't even glance at Ast's horrified expression. He simply shifted his weight sharply, gripped the Golden Battle Axe tightly again, and aimed the blade at the immobile target.
"Strength."
"Destroy."
Two cold words escaped his lips.
On the blade of the Golden Battle Axe, the immense power of the laws, as heavy as a mountain, overlapped with the power of the laws that end all things, instantly turning the originally dazzling golden light into something profound and dangerous.
Then, he swung the axe.
The instant the axe blade sliced through Ast's body, the colossal statue, along with all traces of his existence in this space-time—his Soul Stone, his divinity, everything about him—was completely erased from the causal realm by an absolute force.
Zath and Vorth felt a chill explode from the deepest part of their souls.
They watched helplessly as their companion, a being of Multiverse Level, was cleaved in two by a single axe blow right before their eyes?
Not even a trace of energy remained.
"Run!"
This thought, like an instinct, instantly occupied all their thoughts.
The dignity of the gods? The glory of the guardians? The balance of order?
In the face of absolute death, it's all utter nonsense!
The two could no longer maintain the flow of time; they turned around frantically, ready to tear open space and escape.
Their "Daoist heart" completely collapsed the moment Ast was instantly killed.
"Trying to run?"
Thor's voice, like a death knell, echoed behind them.
How could he possibly let those two guys leave?
Thor vanished from his spot and reappeared blocking Zath's path.
" Oblivion."
Another axe blow.
Zath only had time to let out a short scream before his body, like snow thrown into a raging fire, rapidly melted and vaporized from the edges, eventually turning into Void.
Vorth was terrified and fled even faster, his fingers already touching the barrier of space.
Thor's left hand, somehow, had somehow penetrated space and was now firmly gripping his ankle.
Vorth turned around in horror, meeting Thor's eyes burning with golden flames.
"The last one."
On Thor's right hand, on the blade of his Golden Battle Axe, a tiny black vortex was slowly rotating, emanating a terrifying suction force that devoured everything.
"Devour."
"No--"
The piercing screams abruptly ceased.
The last guardian, along with the spatial rift he was about to tear open, was swallowed whole by the small black vortex, leaving not even a ripple behind.
In just over ten seconds, the three arrogant Time-Keepers vanished from this world completely.
Thor stood expressionless in the empty void, holding his Golden Battle Axe.
Without pausing, he immediately mobilized the power of the laws of space and time, forcibly tearing at the void in front of him.
"Boom!"
With a deafening roar, he forcefully tore open a massive spatial rift filled with golden lightning.
On the other side of the rift lies the chaotic, distorted end of time, filled with storms.
Without any hesitation, Thor his battle axe and plunged in.
at the same time.
The Knowhere, Frost City.
In the tranquil gardens of Asgard, a floating continent.
Emma Frost Frost, dressed in a pure white casual suit, was idly pruning a blooming Stardust rose.
The sun was shining brightly, a gentle breeze was blowing, and everything seemed so peaceful and tranquil.
She had just finished dealing with a bunch of messy things in the city and finally had some free time to relax.
Just then...
"Buzz--Boom!!"
The space in the very center of the garden twisted violently without warning, and then, as if struck head-on by a missile, it suddenly exploded open into a huge, irregular hole!
A violent spatial turbulence erupted from it, instantly shredding the carefully tended flowers and plants around it into pieces.
Emma Frost frowned, but before she could even utter a curse, she was stunned.
A figure dressed in blue and black emerged from the spatial hole in an extremely disheveled manner, tumbling several times on the lawn before coming to a stop.
It's Valeria.
Her classic tight-fitting combat uniform was covered in dust, and her usually calm and composed face was now filled with unprecedented anxiety and panic.
She didn't even bother to tidy herself up; as soon as she got up from the ground, she staggered towards Emma Frost.
Emma Frost!
Valeria grabbed Emma Frost's arm with such force that Emma Frost felt a slight pain.
"Oh no!" Her voice was shrill and urgent, "The multiverse is doomed!"