The Guardians of Asgard

Although the space is only about two cubic meters and cannot hold living things, it is very practical for him!

From now on, when you're robbing... oh no, picking up items, you'll never have to worry about not having pockets on your bodysuit again! Like the Infinity Stones...

"Your learning ability surprises me, Homelander. Even in Asgard, few people can master spatial magic in just a few days."

Frigga nodded approvingly at Azu, "Although your magical energy source is very scarce, your mental strength is exceptionally powerful. Perhaps it is also because of your special ability that your understanding of the structure of matter is different from ordinary people."

"Thank you for your instruction, Your Majesty." Azu stood up and gave a gentlemanly bow. "This is more interesting than I imagined."

Frigga walked up to him, and a flash of light appeared in her hand, revealing a golden glove.

The glove was enormous and inlaid with six gems of different colors—all fake, of course.

"This is..." Azu asked knowingly.

"An artifact from Odin's vault." Frigga placed the glove on the table. "A replica of the Infinity Gauntlet."

"Although the gems on it are fake, the glove itself is made of Uru gold, a prototype forged by the Dwarf King." Frigga stroked the glove. "While it can't withstand the energy of six gems erupting simultaneously like the real one, it can serve as a vessel, allowing you to borrow the power of the gems individually without being devoured by the energy."

Azu picked up the gloves.

heavy.

He tried to put it on.

ka ka ka-

The gloves automatically adjusted to fit his right hand perfectly.

"Very good." Azu clenched his fist, feeling a sense of power.

"Anthony," Frigga suddenly spoke, her voice somewhat unsteady, "Saul... he's a good kid, but he's too impulsive, too easily swayed by his emotions. If..."

"I'll be watching him," Ah Zu said, his eyes "sincere." "After all, we're friends who fought side by side."

Frigga gave him a deep look, as if trying to see through his true feelings.

But in the end, she simply reached out and, like a mother, gently straightened Azu's red collar.

"Fate is a long, ever-flowing river. Sometimes we think we can change its course, but we only end up creating a few ripples."

Frigga's voice was soft, with a hint of a sigh.

"Farewell, Guardians of Midgard..."

"Ding! Special popularity points gained +5000! (From Frigga)"

She turned and left, her silhouette appearing strangely lonely in the golden corridor.

Ah Zu watched her retreating figure until she disappeared at the end of the corridor.

"What did the soldier boy say again... Ugh!"

He picked up the golden apple on the table, took a big bite, and juice spilled out.

"What a pity... This is probably what they call entrusting one's children to someone on one's deathbed."

"Don't worry, Goddess." Azu stroked his gloves. "I'm a man of great integrity when it comes to contracts."

He then put away the gloves and placed them in the magic space.

……

Asgard dungeons.

The most vicious criminals in the Nine Realms are imprisoned here.

Loki was lying in his cell, idly fiddling with a cup.

Suddenly, a series of heavy footsteps broke the silence.

The guards escorted in a masked prisoner who was as burly as a wild beast.

Argorim – the last cursed warrior of the Dark Elves.

He was locked in the cell opposite Loki's.

When no one was watching, he silently took out a dark gray stone from his body—the Cursed Stone.

"Click."

The stone was crushed.

A surge of violent dark energy instantly engulfed him, his body began to swell, his skin seemed to turn into hellish lava, and his power began to multiply!

"ah--!!!"

The cursed warrior roared and easily broke through the cell's energy barrier.

He opened the cell doors of the other prisoners, and the dungeon instantly descended into chaos as countless thugs poured out and clashed with the Asgardian guards.

Loki didn't care about this at all; on the contrary, he was happy to see it happen and thoughtfully pointed out the way for the cursed warrior.

The alarm sounded throughout the entire divine realm.

at the same time.

"Boom! Boom! Boom!"

The once clear sky was suddenly torn apart.

The enormous, black cross-shaped Dark Elf spaceship, like a ghost, broke through Asgard's defenses and roared towards the palace.

That was the Dark Elf's flagship—the Harlow.

Malekith has arrived.

Immediately afterwards, countless blade-like fighter jets roared out and rushed towards the Celestial Palace.

"Enemy attack!! Protect the Divine Realm!!"

Heimdall ran back to Asgard, activated his defensive shield, and the shield slowly rose to protect Asgard.

But the civilian areas outside the city were not so lucky.

"BOOM—!!"

A fighter jet crashed in a civilian area, and the huge shockwave overturned countless houses.

Flames soared into the sky, and cries of agony filled the air.

“Help!!”

"My child!!"

The civilians of Asgard fled in panic.

……

Inside the Fairy Palace guest room.

Ah Zu was lying in bed dozing off when he heard the alarm and suddenly opened his eyes.

"It's finally here."

"Showtime".

Ah Zu whispered.

"boom--!!!"

He stepped outside, bent his knees slightly, and soared into the sky, transforming into a red and blue shooting star that hurtled towards the center of the chaos.

……

Asgard's main city, a market.

The streets, usually filled with laughter, fine wine, and music, have now become hell.

The Dark Elf's scythe-wielding fighters swept low overhead, unleashing a deluge of energy projectiles.

The sounds of explosions, screams, and the roar of collapsing buildings mingled together.

"Run! Run!!"

Large numbers of Asgardian civilians, along with their families and children, are stumbling and running through the ruins.

At that moment, a massive stone pillar was blasted apart and was about to crush the group of Asgardian women and children who were fleeing the disaster.

A mother closed her eyes in despair, holding her child tightly in her arms.

However, the expected pain did not occur.

"Sizzle—!!!"

A series of ear-piercing cutting sounds rang out.

The mother opened her eyes, trembling.

She witnessed a miracle.

Two crimson beams of light descended from the sky, slicing the stone pillar, which weighed over a thousand tons, into several pieces. A red and blue figure flashed past quickly, smashing the still-falling stone pillar pieces into the dark elf soldiers who were landing behind them!

"boom--!"

The soldiers were instantly turned into mincemeat.

The mother looked up in surprise.

She saw the man.

He was suspended three meters above the ground, his Stars and Stripes cape fluttering in the flames of war.

Her golden hair shimmered in the firelight, and she wore a smile that... gave off an incredibly reassuring feeling.

"You're welcome, ma'am."

Azu landed slowly, reached out a hand, and helped the mother up.

"It's not safe here, take the children to the fairy palace."

"Who...who are you?" the mother asked, trembling. "Are you a warrior from Asgard?"

The Asgardian civilians around him all looked up at him, waiting for his answer.

Azu raised an eyebrow.

"Asgard?" He shook his head and activated amplification magic, his voice resounding throughout Asgard.

"No, I am a Homelander, I am the Guardian of Midgard! And today, I will also be the Guardian of Asgard!"

"I will save you...all of you!"

At that moment, a powerful light shone in the mother's eyes.

……

"The system has detected a new popular map; the Asgard Popularity section is now open!"