Chapter 18

"[Adrian's Blessing." Draalok muttered as out of the eyeball on top of the staff the black tear drop fell out, in the next moment it changed states from liquid to gas and flew straight into the now dead Heimdall's eyes and mouth.

A few moments later Heimdall's headless body jerked and his head flew out of Draalok's hand and connected itself with his body. As his body rose his skin started to turn paler and paler, his eyes following with the changes as they too started changing, becoming pitch black.

The eyes Heimdall was proud of before were now long gone, replaced by pitch black darkness in his eyes.This ironically, boosted his vision even more, his physical capabilities were also boosted. His mind changed as what was at the center of his mind was to now serve Draalok with every fiber of his now undead existence.

After Heimdall's body was done reforming he bowed in the direction of Draalok and said in a deep emotionless voice, "I serve."

Draalok stepped back, a satisfied smirk creeping across his lips. The transformation had gone better than he anticipated; Heimdall was a formidable warrior in life and an even more fearsome asset as his undead thrall.

'Hmm, he should learn to do that without relying on the staff.' Adrian thought

'Though it is only for support and not the basis of his abilities.'

"What shall we do now, master?" Draalok asked expectantly

"Locate Odin, he is on his last legs."

"Gladly." Draalok replied, grinning.

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While Adrian was trying to locate Odin and study how his Odinforce worked, Odin himself was searching for his wife, Freya as he teleported right to his chambers as soon as he saw what was happening to only Asgard itself but also the people.

'That creature's ability recognises the people of this realm as Asgard as well..' Odin sighed in his mind.

'I won't last long, but before I die I need to at least send Freya and Loki to a safe place.'

Suddenly Odin stopped in his tracks as he realised something.

'Heimdall...he…..he is still up there.' Odin thought bitterly

'I..I am sorry, old friend.'

Odim continued as his expression changed from a sad one to a serious one as he tried to locate his wife and his adoptive son, Loki.

'Your sacrifice will not be in vain my friend.'

Odin searched and searched until he finally found the two people he wanted to see right now, Loki and Freya.

'Thor is in Midgard, he should be safe from that monster.' Odin thought

"Father!" Loki shouted as soon as he saw odin

"Honey!" Freya shouted as well as their eyes met, "Honey….is it finally time."

"No.' Odin replied

"Its not what you think it is, its something else."

"A creature…..whatever it is, has attacked Asgard. I….tried to stop it, but i'm not the same as I once was." Odin continued.

"And Heimdall, he…is most likely dead." Odin muttered with his head down.

"What!" Loki suddenly shouted.

"Heimdall...is dead?" Freya muttered

"I'm afraid so." Odin replied bitterly

"Don't worry honey, we will get through this." Freya said as she hugged Odin, trying her best to comfort him.

'Get through this!?' Loki thought as he still couldn't believe something was out there that could stop his father and Heimdall. While Odin was old, very old, he was still very powerful. All the times Loki had seen Odin use his power, he had thought his father was the strongest being in the universe.

'Is mother retarded!?'

'How exactly are we going to get through this!?' Loki thought as he eventually started to panic, trying to figure out any way to save himself. Loki wasn't dumb like his brother who might have just charged at whatever it was that had beaten back both Odin and Heimdall, Loki was cunning and smart.

And so his mind thought back to the quickest way to get out of Asgard right now. He could usually just teleport out of Asgard, but something was happening to Asgard right now that caused space to be extremely unstable. If he dared to try and teleport out of Asgard right now he might find his body shattered and broken into pieces like glass before he could reach his destination.

If he was more skilled he could probably do it, but whatever is happening right now has progressed so far that not even Odin could do it right now, and that's saying a lot. Another thing he could do is to use the most common way to leave Asgard, the bifrost. However that would be suicide, if he dared to leave this place right now he would be seen by whatever entity it is that fought Odin and be killed.

Loki's mind raced as he weighed his options, aware that he was running out of time. If he couldn't find a way to leave Asgard then he needed to stick as close as possible to the highest form of protection he currently had, which was Odin.

"Father," Loki said, his voice steady despite the chaos swirling in his mind. "We need to stick together, we can't split up at all."

Odin nodded, though weariness weighed heavily on his shoulders. "You're right, Loki. But I didnt plan for us to split up, that would be suicide. One of them has an ability that basically lets them see the entire Asgard."

"Im blocking it right now though, using the dredges of my Odinforce." Odin sighed

'One of them!?' Loki shouted in his mind

'There's more than one!?'

Freya, still embracing Odin, finally pulled away, her face resolute. "There are ancient spells and artifacts in the Vault. If they still exist, they might help us reach safety before it's too late."

Loki felt a flicker of hope at the mention of the Vault. "Yes! The relics could hold immense power. If we can access them before—"

Before he could finish, a tremor shook the ground beneath them. Odin steadied himself against the wall, his face tightening with concern.

"We need to move." Odin stated as they all hurriedly started to go in the direction of where the vault was, Loki making sure to stick as close as possible to Odin in case something unexpected happened.

As they all hurried towards where the vault was, Odin remembered something. "The destroyer armour." Odin suddenly muttered

Freya and Loki didn't miss what Odin said and Loki continued, "That may stall the creature for a bit Father, we should send it after it."

Odin nodded in agreement as he replied, "I'll do just that."

As they finally were approaching the entrance to the vault Odin waved his hand, causing the door to slide apart as it recognised Odin's energy.

The massive door to the Vault opened with a deep rumble, revealing the dimly lit chamber filled with artifacts glowing faintly with potent magic. The air shimmered as Loki stepped inside, his heart racing between hope and greed. Each artifact was a testament to Asgard's history, numerous legends and potent spells weighing down the shelves like ancient tomes.

"Quickly, we need to find the Destroyer Armor," Odin urged, his voice hoarse yet commanding. His immense power, though diminished, still resonated throughout the Vault. "It should be on the far side, where we keep the most dangerous artifacts."

Loki scanned the chamber, his keen mind processing each item they passed. There were enchanted weapons, handles of mythical swords covered in runes, and shields that shimmered like liquid metal. He had never been in the vault before, nobody except Odin and Freya were even allowed and as he looked around he could understand why.

"Father, once we acquire the armor, do you think it will be enough to stop whatever that creature is?" Loki asked, a tinge of worry lacing his tone.

"No." Odin said flatly. "But it may buy us the time we need to find a proper escape."

As they reached the end of the Vault, they found a large pedestal surrounded by ancient runes. Upon it rested the Destroyer Armor, gleaming ominously, crafted from a mystical metal that held the power to withstand unimaginable forces. Its shape was imposing, hinting at the destruction it could unleash when animated.

The destroyer armour was powerful, very powerful and was created by prime Odin to be the literal living embodiment of victory, unstoppable and unbeatable. It stood at a whopping ten feet tall and had an intimidating silhouette, exuding an aura of power and destruction.

The metal that was used to make it surpassed even adamantinum and uru, the metal that was used to create gungir and Thor's hammer. It had a dark and metallic sheen, the surface of it was also smooth and shiny, giving it an otherworldly appearance . Its head had features resembling a skull or a beast and horn like projections that curve up and back, adding to its fierce look.

The Destroyer armour needed the lifeforce of a living being to be powered and would grow stronger depending on who was giving this lifeforce.

"The Destroyer armour needs a sacrifice." Odin muttered

"What do you mean!?" Freya questioned Odin, not at all liking where this was going.

' Of course ,such a powerful artifact surely couldn't be used freely.' Loki thought in annoyance

"The armour needs lifeforce, it will work with anybody's lifeforce but if it's not powerful enough it's just gonna get destroyed easily." Odin replied.

"So you plan to sacrifice yourself!?" Freya shouted at Odin in anger..

"What about me!?" Freya asked as tears started welling up into eyes, threatening to spill at any second.

Odin quickly moved to hug her and explained, " I won't be sacrificing myself love."

"I only need to give it enough of my life force so that it will be able to move on its own." Odin continued as he wiped the tears from Freya's face.

"When I give it some of my lifeforce It will gain some of my experiences in combat and grow stronger, I won't leave you yet my love."

After saying that, Odin pulled away from Freya's embrace as he approached the destroyer armour, ready to give it his lifeforce.