Earth was a colorful civilization. After removing the facade of undeveloped productivity, what was revealed was a thriving civilization with a lot of potential. It was very inclusive, and at least in the universe, it was hard to find a low-level civilization that would use the attitude of a ruler to manage the exiles of a higher-level civilization.
Yes, Earth had done it. There were more than 3,000 alien exiles living on Earth. Their living habits and culture were different, but they were all under the jurisdiction of the Earth government. The most impressive thing was that Earth had a small spaceport. Although it had borrowed a lot of alien technology, it was built by the people of Earth. Just this point alone made it better than 99% of similar civilizations.
As long as it was given enough time, Earth would definitely bloom with a dazzling light that would blind the eyes of the aliens.
Thor, the God of Thunder, who had spent more than half a month on Earth, had the right to speak on this point. He had experienced the pain when he first arrived on Earth, as well as the setbacks after his failure. In the end, he chose to accept his fate and exiled himself. But just as he realized the beauty of Earth and thought that he would spend the rest of his life atoning for his sins, fate played a big joke on him.
It was as if to tell him that heroes needed to draw strength from pain.
The moment the Nine Worlds entered the line of origin, Thor saw the golden palace tower falling from the sky. At that moment, his heart collapsed. But at the edge of the battlefield, after seeing the scene of Malekith assassinating the Queen of Heaven, Freja, Thor's heart was instantly dominated by despair and pain.
This most intense negative emotion stimulated the activity of Venom, allowing this strange alien lifeform to give Saul more strength, allowing him to break through the battlefield and rush to his mother's side.
"Get out of my way!"
Thor, whose eyes were red, kicked away the Frost Giant in front of him. He turned around and chopped off the Frost Giant's head with his axe. The venom covered the surface of his body, strengthening his reflexes, strength, and speed with a special ability. Although it was not as powerful as the God of Thunder when he had divine power, with the body of an Asgardian, ordinary Frost Giants were no match for him.
He seemed to have gone mad. He cut down several Frost Giants along the way and rushed to the center of the battlefield. The weapons in his hands were thrown to the ground. His body trembled, and he looked at the pale wounded man in front of him.
Plop!
Saul knelt on the ground that was stained with silver blood. His hands trembled as he lifted Frigga's body. The body of the once noble and majestic Queen of Heaven was terrifyingly cold. However, to the Asgardians who possessed divine power, a pierced heart was still a fatal wound. Moreover, Malekith's silver blade was covered with vicious dark magic.
"No, my God! No, Mother, no! "
Saul reached out his hand. His eyes were filled with tears. He reached out and wiped the blood off Queen of Heaven's face.
"No, don't let the next time we meet be forever. Mother, don't leave me! Please. "
The Asgardians could also cry, and their tears were equally cold. Tears dripped onto the face of the dying Queen of Heaven, causing Frigga, who was almost unconscious, to open her eyes with difficulty. As a result, she saw Saul in black armor, which made the Queen of Heaven feel unreal.
"Saul, my child … Am, am I dead? Is this … an illusion?"
Frigga, who was dying, reached out her trembling hand and tried to touch Saul's cheek. The wanderer who was exiled to Earth grabbed his mother's hand and pressed it against his face. He squeezed out a smile with difficulty and whispered, "It's really me.
Mother, you've arrived at Midgard. I'm right here. Don't go … Don't leave me. "
"Saul, my child."
A strained smile appeared on Frigga's pale face. She gasped for breath and said, "I never thought that we would meet under such circumstances. This is probably the God of Fate's punishment for me … As a witch, I'm not qualified. I can't predict the future. I feel it, my body, my soul … I'm going to die, Saul."
"You won't die. I'll save you. I swear!"
Saul hugged his mother tightly and shouted to the sky, "Saber! Saber! Come out! Give me the power you promised and help me save her! Saber! "
His voice was as shrill as a wolf's howl. A few Frost Giants noticed Saul and Frigga. They waved their weapons and rushed over, wanting to take Saul's head. However, a black shadow flashed and the heads of the attackers disappeared in the chaotic battlefield. A half-demon knight in full black armor rode on a majestic Nightmare Warhorse. He looked down at Saul and waved his hand. A purple soul stone and a scroll fell beside Saul.
"I'm here on behalf of Boss Saber. I give you this. It can save the life of the woman beside you. But you have to hold on tight. Her soul is dissipating quickly."
After saying that, the Demon Gang's Death Knight pulled on the reins of his horse and charged into the ranks of the Frost Giants with a long-handled battle axe in his hand. Dark green flames soared, killing the Frost Giants that had gathered.
Saul held the scroll in his hand and subconsciously wanted to crush the soul stone. However, this action was interrupted by Frigga's weak and stubborn fingers. She reached out and grabbed Saul's arm, shaking her head at him in pain.
"It's not like that. Asgardians can't be associated with demons. Saul, don't come into contact with this power. No matter what you want, it can only give you despair …"
"Ah!"
Blood flowed from Frigga's lips. A trace of pain flashed across her face. She tightened her grip on Saul's fingers. The strength was not like that of a dying person at all. She said in a low voice, with difficulty, and intermittently:
"Apologize! Saul, I know you are a good boy … I know you can do it, to your father, to Asgard … Let me hear what you learned in … in your exile in Midgard … What did you learn … "
"No, I can't. I can't just leave you like this …"
Saul's fingers tightened, and the purple soul was clenched between his fingers. But in the end, his fingers loosened, and he whispered:
"I shouldn't have. I shouldn't have put my will above the peace of Asgard. I shouldn't have regarded war as a means to show myself. I shouldn't have let others bear the possibility of war because of my own thoughts."
He raised his head and looked at the battlefield around him. The Frost Giants had come for him, but now they had caused terrible casualties to innocent people on Earth. The bodies of S.H.I.E.L.D. and The Devil Gang fell to the ground, and the blood that had been caused by him was spilled everywhere. He clenched his fists, knelt on the ground, and hugged his mother. He whispered:
"I shouldn't have let innocent people die because of me. I shouldn't have watched them bleed and sacrifice themselves for me. My identity is not noble, and my life is not much nobler than theirs. I was wrong. My power should have been used to protect all of this, not to start this war. I should have used my power to protect my family, to protect you from the threat of darkness, but I didn't … I neglected my power."
"I'm sorry, I couldn't protect you."
Saul's tear-filled face was pressed against Frigga's cold face. The latter's face was as pale as paper, and her eyes were staring at the sky. Saul had repented, but his divine power had not recovered. A smart person like Frigga instantly understood the despair and darkness hidden in it, and a pained expression appeared on her face.
"The seal … has been broken. He finally took this step … Loki, Saul, be careful …"
The light in her eyes became weak at this moment, and she whispered: "It's cold.
"It's so cold. Saul, hold me tight … I see it … It's the grassland of Aesir. Your father and I met there. I gave birth to you there. My son, my pride … Live on. Be careful of the people around you …"
"Saul, honor your ancestors, honor me … Goodbye, child."
"No! No!! "
Saul hugged Frigga and roared at the sky. But at this moment, Saber, who was in tatters, descended from the sky. He violently snatched the soul stone from Saul's hand and snapped it in half. Then he forcefully separated Frigga's fingers and smeared her silver blood on the soul contract.
The next moment, a dark green contract circle appeared under Frigga, and the soul of an Abyss Spider Queen sneakily crawled out, trying to eat Frigga's extremely weak soul. But she was an Asgard, and the most powerful witch in Asgard, so how could her soul be so easy to take?
The Abyss Spider Queen saw the shining magic stars in Frigga's soul and retreated in fear. But the next moment, the Queen of Heaven's soul, which had already lost its mind, instinctively grabbed it, tore it apart like eating bread, and stuffed it into its mouth.
After doing all this, Frigga's originally cold body slowly regained its temperature. However, due to her severe injuries, she was still unconscious. However, after devouring the soul of an Abyssal Spider Queen, her life was no longer in danger. Seiber turned his head to look at the dumbstruck Sol and scolded in exasperation for failing to meet his expectations.
"You weak bastard, you can't even protect your own family! Bastard, what kind of man is a man who can't protect his family? "
"But … But this doesn't conform to Asgard's traditions! Mother doesn't want to do this! "
Saul subconsciously retorted, but the next moment, Saber's batwing, which had been shattered by the explosion, was repaired. He flapped his wings and flew into the sky. He glanced at Saul and shook his head.
"Is your damn tradition more important, or is your mother more important? What you have is something I have never had … Cherish it, protect it, and I hope that the next time you face such a choice, you won't need my help! "
"This is also the last time I'll help you!"
The moment Saber rushed into the sky, the Dark Elf Leader Malekith also got rid of the troublesome Kamar-Taj Mages. His figure rushed into the barracks, intending to take over the Dark Elves' treasure, the dark aether from the deepest void. But just as he entered Jane Foster's room, he saw a figure that should not be here.
Loki, who was wearing a gold and green armor and holding the Gungnir, was standing beside Jane. He did not seem to see Malekith rushing into the room behind him. He was stretching out a hand, and in his hand was a black chandelier with an ancient design. What made Malekith extremely angry was that this Asgardian was using this chandelier to absorb the dark aether in Jane's body!
"Who are you! Bastard! Put down my treasure! "
Driven by anger, Malekith's figure turned into an illusion and disappeared. When he reappeared, the slender silver blades in his hands were already behind Loki. But at this moment, a seven-colored light fell from the sky like a wall, blocking Loki's back.
The energy of the light was so intense that Malekith had no choice but to retreat. The moment he regained his footing, the beam of light disappeared, and in its place was a five-meter-tall steel giant made of thousands of pieces of special mithril. It looked like some kind of special combat puppet. With Malekith's eyesight, he could see at a glance that every metal bone of this thing was engraved with a large number of runes, shining with an aura that made him loathe it.
"Surprised?"
Loki let out a low laugh without looking back. "Dark Elves, 5,000 years have made you forget how the Asgardians defeated you … Do you really think we have forgotten the threat of the Dark Kingdom? No, no, no … "
He raised the Gungnir in his hand, and the silver-white steel giant behind him raised its fists. Loki's voice echoed back and forth in the room.
"I just read from the scroll that at the end of his reign, my grandfather had a premonition that you would return, so he left behind a final countermeasure. I call it the Destroyer. It is usually responsible for guarding Odin's treasury, but thousands of years ago, it was a decisive weapon made for you."
"The king of Asgard will never compromise with the darkness … King Loki's reign will also begin with the death of you and Lauffie!"
"Destroyer, kill him! Then kill my brother Thor, and finally kill all the living things here that can move! Raze everything here to the ground!! "
[I want to clarify something. The author of "Kingdom Bloodline", Dirty Sword, is slandering me. I didn't play World of Warcraft with him, nor did I play a smurf account with the author of "Marvel World's Warlock," nor did I clear dungeons with him. I'm innocent. I'm writing every day, writing like crazy … You guys have to believe me. If there's really something going on, it's because they dragged me to play with them. They're evil and intend to use this to tempt me and slow down my update pace. But I won't fall for it … Well, I'll go back to writing after I finish this boss! (funny face) … "
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