The Witcher: The Journey to Transcendence from Marvel.

Chapter 453 Dwarf
"What are your plans next?"

The lights inside the spaceship were a little dim. Thor sat on a chair in the rest area, holding a glass of beer tightly in his hand, and drank it all in one gulp.

"Grumpy"

Beer foam slid down the corners of his resolute mouth, and he just casually wiped it with the back of his calloused hand.

"Find a place to rebuild Asgard."

Thor looked through the window of the spaceship at the deep and boundless universe, his eyes filled with determination and resoluteness.

Although Earth provided temporary shelter for Asgard when it faced a catastrophe, it was not a permanent place for the Asgardians to settle down.

Among the countless stars in this vast universe, Thor firmly believes that there must be a planet whose environment, resources and other conditions can perfectly carry Asgard's glorious history and future hopes, and become the Asgardians' new home.

"Now there is another thing. I lack a suitable weapon."

Thor frowned slightly and unconsciously moved his strong arms. In the previous battle, the feeling of helplessness of having empty hands always lingered in his mind, making him feel uncomfortable all over.

He knew better than anyone that the road ahead would be full of thorns and filled with countless challenges and battles.

Asgard has just experienced a devastating blow and is now in ruins. It urgently needs a powerful guardian god to protect its people.

A handy weapon is crucial to improving his strength.

"Etri can help me."

A glimmer of hope flashed in Thor's eyes.

Aitri, the renowned king of the dwarves, was a master of forging, as if the gods themselves had endowed him with the magical power to create divine artifacts.

Many famous artifacts in Asgard's history were created by his skillful hands full of wisdom and power.

Thinking of this old friend whom he hadn't seen for a long time, Thor's mood unconsciously improved.

Thor strode to the ship's control panel and entered a coordinate.

With a slight and low energy fluctuation, the spacecraft's engine emitted a buzzing roar.

The space around the spacecraft began to distort, and the light of the stars became blurred and illusory.

A few seconds later, accompanied by a slight tremor, the spacecraft successfully arrived in Nidavellir.

"what happened?"

Thor's face was filled with confusion, which froze in an instant. The scene before him was very different from the full of vitality and vigor of Nidavellir in his memory.

In his memory, Nidavellir is always a bustling and busy scene.

The enormous furnace, almost as big as the planet itself, was like a star that would never go out. A raging fire burned wildly inside it, and the light it emitted illuminated the entire planet, providing a constant source of energy for the dwarves' forging work.

The dwarves worked tirelessly like industrious worker ants. The hammers in their hands collided with various metal materials, making crisp and rhythmic sounds. These sounds intertwined and resounded in the sky above Nidavellir day and night.

"Don't you smell it?"
Ji's keen perception detected the strange smell in the air. His eyes instantly became sharp like an eagle, and he drew his two swords quickly and decisively.

"The smell of blood?"

Thor's heart suddenly tightened, and an ominous premonition spread throughout his body like an electric current.

He could no longer suppress his anxiety and rushed to the hatch of the spacecraft to open it.

Fortunately, the three of them were not ordinary mortals, otherwise the terrifying rays from space could easily penetrate any fragile life.

And the extremely low temperature can take their lives in an instant.

Thor was like an arrow shot from a bow, the first to step out of the spaceship.

Weiss calmly controlled the spaceship to a steady stop on this deadly land. Then, he and Loki walked out of the spaceship together.

The scene before my eyes was like a picture from hell.

Countless dwarf corpses were lying on the ground in a mess, like a silent stone forest.

These dwarves are extremely tall, each one is over 5 meters tall.

Although they look a bit stout due to their body proportions, they must have been extremely strong and full of power when they were alive.

From the tragic traces at the scene, it can be clearly seen that the dwarves put up a tenacious and heroic resistance. There are also many enemy corpses scattered around them. These corpses are in different postures, telling the cruelty and tragedy of that fierce battle.

"This is?"

Loki's face instantly darkened, and his heartbeat quickened involuntarily.

"Thanos's army."

Loki's vigilance instantly reached its highest point.

He has a deep understanding of the power of this overlord of the universe.

Thanos, his name is like a terrifying curse in the universe. Wherever he goes, the shadow of destruction and death is often followed.

Now that Nidavellir has suffered such a tragic disaster, it is probably related to Thanos.

Weiss also secretly became alert, his eyes as sharp as a hawk, scanning the surroundings vigilantly.

As we walked along, the land was shrouded in deathly silence, and not a single living person was seen.

Various rare props were scattered all over the ground, as well as some unfinished weapons. They originally carried the wisdom and skills of the dwarves, but now they can only lie alone in the dust, witnessing this tragic disaster.

Suddenly, Thor helped Aitri walk out of the ruins with difficulty.

Ai Cui was weak and ragged, with wounds all over his body and blood oozing out.

Weiss, save Etri."

Thor's voice was filled with anxiety and pleading, and his eyes were full of concern for his old friend.

Weiss didn't hesitate at all. He raised his hand and a ray of light wrapped around Etri.

This ray of light was like a lively elf, gently caressing Ai Cui's wounds and beginning to repair his external injuries.

With the touch of the light, the skin and flesh at the wound began to heal at a speed visible to the naked eye, and the bleeding gradually stopped.

Immediately afterwards, a set of reagents flew quickly to Aicui's mouth as if pulled by an invisible hand.

"Open your mouth." Weiss's voice was firm and strong.

Out of trust in Thor, Etri opened his mouth with difficulty.

Weiss manipulated more than a dozen reagents and poured them all into his mouth.

The reagent slid down his throat, and Ai Cui felt warmth from his throat to his stomach, and a powerful force surged in his body.

His originally scattered spirit began to recover gradually, and his eyes regained their luster.

"Thank you." Ai Cui said gratefully, his voice still a little weak.

After expressing his gratitude, he slowly raised his head and looked at the destroyed home in front of him. The tall man could no longer suppress his inner grief and burst into tears.

His cries echoed in this dead land, filled with endless sorrow and despair, as if he wanted to release all the pain in his heart.

(End of this chapter)