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Chapter: Capture of Prisoners

In Vanaheim, a dozen figures moved through the dense forest, led by the Asgardian fugitive Harrokin.

Harrokin, wielding the Warlock's Eye in one hand and a battle axe in the other, led the group forward, occasionally glancing back.

Behind him was the former king of trolls, Ulic, who stood out as the largest among them, akin to the Hulk among humans.

Of course, the troll king's glory days were long gone, his pale hair and wrinkled skin showing his age.

"Harrokin, is this the legendary Warlock's Eye? Can it truly block Ullr's all-seeing eye?" Ulic asked, eyeing the artifact in his hand.

"Ullr?" Forseti chuckled. "Old man, Ullr is no longer Asgard's gatekeeper. Haven't you heard?"

Ulic frowned but remained silent.

Forseti continued confidently, "Fear not. The magic barrier of the Warlock's Eye rivals that of the most skilled mages. With Heimdallr's all-seeing eye alone, Asgard will struggle to find us."

Ulic nodded in agreement.

"That's correct." Harrokin seemed to recall something, "I've heard rumors that Ullr isn't dead but has disappeared to a mysterious place. Your Majesty Ulic, have you heard anything?"

Ulic snorted, "Locked away in prison all these years, how would I know?"

After a pause, he added, "Young man, how do you plan to get me back to Nornheim?"

"Nornheim?" Harrokin responded dismissively. "Why go there? We should leave Vanaheim and build our strength until we're ready to challenge Asgard."

Ulic stopped abruptly, "What? You're not taking me to Nornheim?"

"Of course not." Forseti halted and faced Ulic, "I know Nornheim is the ancestral home of the troll clans, but they have long since declined in power. The trolls of Vanaheim are stronger."

After a pause, he continued, "Our immediate priority is to escape from Vanaheim and avoid Asgard's pursuit of criminals."

"No!" Ulic adamantly refused, his tone rising, "Nornheim is the birthplace of trolls and the seat of our royal court. As king of the trolls, I must return!"

Harrokin frowned, "Your Majesty Ulic, I rescued you from prison."

Ulic scoffed, "As king, I must return to Nornheim. If you won't agree, there's nothing more to discuss. Your rescue means nothing if you won't help me!"

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In a valley, the Rainbow Bridge descended from the sky, and Forseti appeared with his companions.

Among them were Ander, Brunnok, Skurge, several Aesir paladins, Thor, and others, totaling about 300 individuals.

"As planned, we will split up. Capture prisoners when possible, and if resistance is too great, terminate them on the spot," Forseti instructed.

"If you encounter a dangerous prisoner, do not engage without authorization. Immediately report to Heimdallr."

"Yes!" The group responded, dispersing into several teams that departed in different directions.

Forseti personally led the smallest team, consisting of less than ten individuals, but undoubtedly the most formidable in combat. Brunnok was among them.

Thor and his companions, Volstagg and Fandral, were also part of this team.

"Let's move. There's a group of prisoners across the valley," Forseti said.

Almost all the prisoners had escaped from Vanaheim Prison, but without the ability to evade Heimdallr's gaze, locating them was not difficult. Consequently, shortly after the incident, Heimdallr pinpointed some of their whereabouts.

Following Heimdallr's instructions, Forseti and his team swiftly arrived at their destination, where a dozen fugitives were hiding.

"Run!" The fugitives noticed them too late.

Forseti took the lead, activating the Eye of Reckoning and lunging forward, his left hand glowing with holy light as he struck a prisoner.

Odin's orders were clear: capture as many fugitives as possible while minimizing casualties.

With most fugitives lacking significant combat skills beyond their bare hands, Forseti resorted to subduing them with his fists to avoid fatalities.

"Boom!"

The prisoner struck by Forseti's fist spat out blood and collapsed unconscious.

Forseti turned to pursue another fleeing prisoner, delivering a swift blow that incapacitated them.

After a while, they had subdued over a dozen prisoners. Only one proved more challenging, slipping from Fandral's grasp and fleeing into the distance.

Forseti observed the fleeing figure, noting five layers of ripples surrounding the blood-red form in his vision .

Thor noticed the escaping prisoner and shouted, "Feel the power of thunder!"

"Boom!"

Thunder rumbled in the sky, followed by a bolt of blue lightning striking the fleeing prisoner.

"Boom!"

The prisoner was knocked down by the thunderous impact.

To prevent escape, Forseti acted swiftly, summoning holy light and flames that coalesced into the Sulfuron Warhammer, chasing the fleeing prisoner like a blazing missile.

"Boom!"

The warhammer's impact engulfed the prisoner in holy light and flames, vanishing from Forseti's sight.

Forseti gestured, summoning the warhammer back into his hand, where it reverted to its fiery form.

Thor glanced at Forseti's Sulfuron Warhammer, briefly comparing it to his own Mjölnir, his expression complex.

Having gathered the prisoners in one place, Forseti instructed, "Send these prisoners to Asgard," communicating with Heimdallr via the rainbow bridge.

Forseti continued hunting down the remaining prisoners, scouring Warnerheim for two days and nights, apprehending most of them.

At noon on the second day, as Forseti led the pursuit, his expression suddenly changed. He turned, noticing the venom escaping its containment.

"What's wrong?"

The symbiote attached itself, a tendril pointing urgently in a specific direction behind him. "Go investigate!"

Eddie could sense outside the bracer , clearly he sensed something.

Forseti puzzled over this, then turned to Thor, "Your Highness, the next prisoners we pursue are in imminent danger. Exercise caution upon arrival. I have an urgent matter to attend to and will rejoin shortly."

Thor nodded reassuringly, "Don't worry."