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Chapter 186: The King's Artifact—Stormbreaker

A crisp crack echoed through the air as a new branch fell from a towering tree. Father and son watched as the lush branch landed on the ground, its leaves rustling before it began to shift and reshape.

Thor turned around, realizing that Groot, who had been entwined with the World Tree, had disappeared and seemed to have merged with it. Odin looked at the branch, which was gradually transforming into a small figure, and exclaimed in surprise, "He actually captured the branches and leaves of the World Tree and reshaped his form!"

Thor was taken aback. Was it truly that impressive?

He lowered his gaze, picked up the small figure, and examined it closely.

The tiny sapling emitted a childish voice: "I am Groot..."

Thor wondered aloud, "Why does it feel like have completely lost my strength and don't recognize myself anymore?"

Odin explained, "His original form has merged with the World Tree. Now, he's like a newborn, stripped of all his power and memories. As he grows, his memory will gradually return, and the body reshaped through the World Tree will have even greater potential."

Understanding dawned on Thor, and he nodded in comprehension.

Who is the most proficient arms manufacturer in the Marvel Cinematic Universe? Is it Iron Man's Stark Industries? The S.H.I.E.L.D. with its black-technology air carriers? Or Wakanda with its advanced technology?

None of these.

The dwarf planet Nidavellir, a vassal of Asgard, is renowned as the premier artifact manufacturer in the Marvel universe.

"Your Majesty Thor, have you decided on forging a new king's weapon?" asked Dwarf King Eitri, seeking final confirmation.

"Yes, I have decided to forge Stormbreaker!" Thor affirmed.

"Excellent!" Eitri responded earnestly. "Stormbreaker will be crafted from Uru alloy, which possesses extraordinary strength and unparalleled affinity for the Tesseract. Unlike Mjolnir, which focuses on brute force, Stormbreaker will emphasize magical attacks and ranged assaults. It will feature the abilities of flight, power recall, and power projection, but more importantly, it will include the function of space teleportation and can summon the Bifrost."

Eitri paused, then inquired, "By the way, what about the axe handle? Will it be made from the same Uru alloy as the blade, or...?"

He glanced at the palm-sized Groot resting on Thor's shoulder, a smirk playing at the corner of his mouth. "You don't intend to use this little one as the handle, do you? At least wait until he matures!"

Thor wiped his brow, exclaiming, "Absolutely not! I've already prepared a suitable material—if I'm to use it, it will be the best available!"

He reached out and retrieved a branch imbued with divine power.

"A branch of the World Tree!" Eitri exclaimed in awe.

Three days after the battle with the Dark Elves, Thor had ascended to the throne as the new king. After a grand feast, Carol Danvers had departed from Asgard. She had been away long enough and would have left sooner if not for waiting for Thor.

The two captives she brought—Corvus Glaive and Proxima Midnight—were imprisoned in the dungeons of Asgard, their powers sealed by ten special ritual wards. However, this morning, they had vanished from their cells...

Corvus Glaive slowly regained consciousness, finding himself no longer in the dark dungeon but in a place entirely unfamiliar. The surroundings were silent, with snowflakes drifting through the air, creating a desolate atmosphere.

As he sensed his strength returning, he noticed his legendary blade, which could cut through atoms, had also reappeared in his hand.

Asgard had exiled me? And returned my weapon so generously?

Corvus Glaive surveyed the area with confusion before his eyes fell on a figure seated quietly on a nearby cliff.

It was Thor, the same one who had nearly defeated Thanos.

Thor remained motionless, head bowed, as if something was amiss.

Corvus Glaive approached cautiously, but Thor showed no reaction. A bold idea formed in his mind. He crept up behind Thor, raising his blade with a sinister grin.

"Die! Sinner who offended Thanos!"

He struck.

The blade pierced through Thor's form, causing him to cry out in pain and fall like a kite with a severed string. Corvus Glaive's expression shifted in alarm—

That voice is not Thor's