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Chapter 19: Divine Might

Thor didn't know what Frigga and Loki discussed, and he didn't ask. When Loki emerged, his expression remained unchanged.

Entering the bedroom, Frigga asked first, "Did your father decide to lead this war personally?"

Thor nodded. "Father's attitude is quite peculiar. I always feel he has other plans."

Frigga sighed. "The dark elves are an ancient race. On their planet, there will inevitably be various hidden defenses. If you charge in recklessly, you will suffer significant losses. Your father is growing older and hopes to leave Asgard in your capable hands."

"Moreover, the 'September 43' incident has deeply affected him. He has decided to set aside his status and follow his instincts."

Svartálfheim, a planet four times the size of Earth, is the homeland of the dark elves, where they have lived for hundreds of millions of years.

It is a dark world. Besides the dark elves, any race entering here is severely constrained by the environment, which greatly diminishes their strength.

Over the years, the dark elves have established numerous fortifications and traps.

Inside a dark elf stronghold:

"When will we strike again? I am eager to destroy Asgard."

"Your Majesty is creating cursed warriors. As long as there are enough of them, Asgard's defenses will be vulnerable!"

"I hope this day comes soon. My great axe is already itching for battle!"

"Ugh…"

Inside the stronghold, a roar echoed, signaling the creation of another cursed warrior.

In a single day, Malekith had created more than a dozen cursed warriors. The cost was a mountain of dark elf corpses piling up outside.

Malekith returned to his original form from that of a cursed warrior. The side effects of life loss had been alleviated through ether.

"Asgardians, you will soon pay the price!" Malekith grinned maliciously.

He was confident in this place; its harsh environment was a natural advantage for the dark elves. Even if Asgard did attack, the outer defenses and cursed warriors would deal a significant blow.

What Malekith didn't know was that his opponents would not give him a chance to execute his plans.

A massive spaceship circled high in the sky, observing the dark planet below.

Everyone had different reactions. Odin's order was to forgo tactics and attack any visible dark elves once the signal was given.

Thor's expression was serious; he had already suspected something.

In the command room, Odin took a deep breath, then vanished from the spaceship and appeared in the vacuum of space.

"Pay attention and remember what you see. It will benefit your growth," Thor said to Jane Foster and Sif.

Loki, listening from behind, also watched Odin intently.

Golden light gathered around Odin, becoming increasingly brilliant until only a blinding golden aura remained. Only Thor could barely discern that Odin's form was rapidly expanding.

Suddenly, the spear of eternity—Gungnir—appeared in Odin's hand.

Despite being in the void, Odin's powerful voice echoed throughout the universe.

"For countless years, Asgard has recuperated and strengthened, perhaps causing many to forget this name."

On Earth, an abandoned warehouse housed the remains of the Destroyer armor. After Thor's battle with it, S.H.I.E.L.D. recovered the wreckage, which HYDRA then seized, hoping to find a way to restore it. However, studying artifacts with intricate magical runes proved difficult.

Eventually, with the Insight plan, HYDRA was nearly destroyed, and the wreckage was left in the warehouse.

At this moment, the Destroyer's wreckage began to tremble as if summoned. Moments later, pieces of the armor soared into the sky and shot off into the distance.

At Kamar-Taj, the Ancient One observed a bright golden light in the sky, growing brighter and resembling a second sun. She sighed and drew a magic circle, causing the space above Earth to warp and conceal the sight.

The majesty of a god-king capable of altering reality overwhelmed even mortals, who would be struck with fear just by witnessing it.

"This old man must be extremely angry for him to display such power," the Ancient One mused.

In the sky, a beam of light streaked across like a meteor. Without the Ancient One's concealment, Earth, belonging to the Nine Realms, would have been illuminated.

"It is time for the universe to remember Asgard once again!"

In the void, the Destroyer armor enveloped Odin, who was now hundreds of feet tall. Bathed in divine brilliance, Odin raised his holy spear and struck down upon Svartálfheim.

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