I Created a Sanctuary in Marvel

Chapter 224 The Nine Realms Connected, Fierce Battle in Asgard! (Long Chapter)

Seven days later, the Nine Realms.

The roots of the World Tree trembled in the void.

This is a once-in-five-thousand-years connection of the Nine Realms, where the branches and roots of the World Tree briefly overlap, bringing the nine great kingdoms closer than ever before in terms of spatial proximity.

"Um?"

"This is?"

Ye Feng, who was on Earth, opened his eyes and ended his meditation.

He sensed something unusual.

"Interesting. On the day the Nine Realms were connected, there was actually the aura of the World Tree?"

He looked up at the sky.

The spatial barriers of the Nine Realms are slowly disappearing.

He sensed the presence of the World Tree.

"Is it really possible to travel to the location of the World Tree?"

Ye Feng's expression was unpredictable.

The World Tree is located in a very secluded space.

If he were to enter on the day the Nine Realms were connected, he would only have one or two days to be inside at most.

Once the day the Nine Realms are connected ends and the spatial barrier returns to normal, he will likely be locked in the space of the World Tree.

"Fortune favors the bold! Let's gamble!"

"Wanda!"

"I have urgent business to attend to and need to leave Earth for one to two days. During these two days, whatever happens, S.H.I.E.L.D. and the Avengers will decide for themselves."

Ye Feng only had time to leave Wanda with a mental instruction.

The figure had already disappeared into space.

"Understood, Your Majesty."

Wanda naturally received it, and the rest of the Avengers also received Wanda's message.

Asgard —

"His Majesty."

"The connection has begun. The energy fluctuations are more intense than expected."

Heimdall's voice was transmitted directly to Odin's bedchamber through magic.

Odin slowly opened his eyes deep within the Golden Palace.

A hint of weariness flashed in his single eye, but it was quickly replaced by an air of authority.

Deep beneath the Greenwich Old Observatory in London, Jane Foster and her research team are tracking unusual gravity readings.

Since the New York incident, S.H.I.E.L.D. has intensified its monitoring of various anomalies, and Jane, as an astrophysicist, received a special research grant.

"The readings have spiked again!"

"This is completely contrary to the laws of physics."

Darcy, the assistant, pointed to the screen.

Jane stared at the instrument, a hint of unease in her eyes.

Suddenly, the ground beneath her feet began to glow with a dark red light.

The stone bricks became transparent, revealing an ancient and unimaginably ancient space beneath.

"What is this—"

Jane took a step back, but the light had already wrapped around her ankle.

A dark red, fluid-like substance gushed out from the ground and quickly enveloped Jane's body.

"simple!"

Darcy rushed over to pull her away, but was thrown back by an invisible force and crashed into the wall, losing consciousness.

The dark red substance completely disappeared into Jane's body.

Her eyes snapped open, dark red flames burning in her pupils. Countless pieces of information, images, and fragments of memory flooded into her brain.

"Mal—Keith—"

She uttered the name unconsciously.

Space distorted around her.

The old observatory's basement disappeared, and Jane was swept into a channel made of dark red energy, hurtling toward a coordinate in the depths of the universe.

Malekith, who was in the shadowy crack of Niflheim, suddenly looked up.

A light of wild joy burst forth from his single eye, and the dark rune on his chest, which shared the same origin as the ether particle, was burning intensely.

"Ether—my ether!"

"It's back! It's found a new host!"

He stretched out his hands, as if to embrace something in the distance.

Algrim and the dark elf warriors around him knelt down, and ancient war songs echoed through the fleet.

The eyes of the four thousand dark elves burned with the flames of vengeance.

They have waited for five thousand years, and this moment has finally arrived.

"All warships, start operation!"

"Objective: Track the etheric signal, intercept the host! Then—travel to Asgard!"

Malekith's voice was transmitted throughout the fleet via the communication network.

Dozens of the dark elves’ distinctive prismatic warships silently slid out from the shadowy rifts, their surfaces covered with a coating that absorbed all light and energy, making them appear like ghosts in the starry sky.

This is the pinnacle of Dark Elf technology, and even now, it remains a pinnacle of technology in the universe.

Malekith stood on the bridge of the flagship Dark Blade, looking out at the starry sky passing by.

His fingers gently caressed his chest, where the call of the ether grew clearer and clearer.

"How's Laufey doing?"

He asked the question.

"The Frost Giant fleet has completed its assembly in Jotunheim."

"Surtur's army of fire giants has begun to gather at the crater of Muspelheim. As for Thanos—his Sanctuary II has left the Dark Quadrant and his whereabouts are unknown."

Algrim Report.

"unknown?"

Malekith frowned.

"Yes. He is indeed moving towards the Nine Realms, but the path he took was somewhat strange."

Malekith was silent for a moment, then waved his hand: "As long as he keeps his promise to attack Earth and restrain Ye Feng and that Sorcerer Supreme, that's enough. Now, let's welcome the return of Aether."

The fleet entered a hyperspace jump, speeding toward the coordinates where the aether particle was located.

In outer space, near the moon.

A dark red energy stream tore through the void, and Jane, controlled by ether particles, was being pulled towards a certain coordinate by the ether.

Her consciousness was blurred, and her body was enveloped in dark red energy, like a comet.

Suddenly, the space ahead distorted, and forty-three prismatic warships appeared silently like a swarm of sharks emerging from the deep sea, blocking all paths.

The hatch of the Dark Knight's main ship opened, and Malekith flew directly into space.

Dark elves do not need to breathe; their bodies are adapted to the cosmic environment.

He hovered in front of Jane, reaching out his hand, his single eye filled with longing.

"Come back, Ether."

The runes on his chest shone brightly.

The ether particles within the body began to react violently.

Dark red energy surged from her seven orifices, detached from Jane's body, and transformed into a dark red torrent that flowed into the runes on Malekith's chest.

"ah!!"

Malekith roared to the sky.

A terrifying energy storm erupted from him!

His body began to change; his skin turned like obsidian, his single eye was completely filled with dark red light, his height swelled to nearly three meters, and a cloak made of dark energy appeared on his back.

Argrim and the dark elf warriors knelt in unison: "Welcome back to your throne, our King!"

Malekith clenched his fist, feeling the power surging within him.

This is the Aether, the Reality Stone! Merging with it now has propelled his power forward significantly, even beyond the Celestial level!

He glanced at Jane Foster floating in space and waved his hand casually.

Dark red energy supported her and carried her into a frigate.

"Take her with you. Maybe—she'll still be of some use."

Then, he turned to face Asgard, a sinister grin spreading across his face: "Now, it's time to collect the interest from five thousand years of service. All troops, target Asgard! Max speed!"

The Dark Elf fleet changed course, engines roared to life, leaving dark contrails in the starry sky.

Beyond the main gate of Asgard, beyond the magnificent golden walls, lies an open area known as Valhalla.

At this moment, 50,000 elite Asgardian warriors have gathered here, their golden armor gleaming in the sunlight.

Thor stood at the very front, behind him were the Warriors Three of Asgard: Volstagg, Hogan, and Fandral, as well as the warrior Sif.

"They're here!"

The sentry on the watchtower shouted.

Snow began to fall from the sky.

In Asgard, where the weather is always sunny, the temperature suddenly drops, the ground frosts, and ice crystals condense in the air.

The space shattered like glass.

Hundreds of enormous, ice-blue portals opened simultaneously in front of the Heroes' Square, unleashing a chilling wave like a tsunami.

Immediately afterwards, countless frost giants emerged from the portal—

They are over three meters tall on average, with blue skin covered in natural ice armor, and their eyes burning with a deep-seated hatred for Asgard.

The one leading the group was Laufey.

He rode on the back of a giant ice beast made of ice, holding an ice crystal spear in his hand.

His aura was much stronger than when he last appeared.

On the day the Nine Realms were connected, Asgard's defenses became as fragile as glass, and the Frost Giants easily arrived in Asgard.

"Asgardian scum!"

"Five thousand years of exile ends today! Either hand over the Ice Box and kneel in surrender; or—die!"

Laufey's voice was like the crashing of glaciers.

Thor stepped forward, Mjolnir pointed at Laufey: "Don't even think about it!!"

"Then let's fight!"

Laufey swung his spear.

Thor raised Mjolnir high, and lightning descended from the sky, engulfing his entire body.

He charged forward first, like a golden lightning bolt, heading straight for Laufey.

The army of frost giants surged forward like a tidal wave.

The two torrents collided violently in the Hallelujah Square.

Saul and Laufey were locked in combat.

Each collision of the hammer and spear unleashed a terrifying energy shock, sending the surrounding warriors flying.

Laufey's ice magic is extremely powerful; he summons ice spikes, blizzards, and frost novae. However, Thor's lightning is the bane of ice; each strike melts large swathes of ice.

"You've gotten stronger, kid."

"But that's not enough!"

Laufey forced Thor back with a spear and sneered.

He gripped the spear with both hands and plunged it into the ground.

A terrifying cold wave erupted from him, instantly freezing everything within a radius of hundreds of meters.

A dozen Asgardian warriors were caught off guard and turned into ice sculptures.

Thor roared, and Mjolnir gathered a storm of lightning, slamming his hammer down: "Taste this!"

The explosion of thunder and ice sent both of them flying.

Thor landed, rolled a few times, and stood up, blood trickling from the corner of his mouth; Laufey's ice armor was mostly shattered, but the fighting spirit in his eyes was even stronger.

Inside Asgard, in the Vault region.

Loki led a rapid reaction force composed of illusionists and elite warriors on patrol here.

His mission was clear: to prevent the dark elves from using stealth technology to infiltrate the treasure vault.

"Stay vigilant."

Loki said, his fingers unconsciously rubbing the dagger in his hand.

Since his last trip to Nidavellir, Loki has remained in Asgard and has not ventured out.

He has been trying to comprehend the power of the microcosm and divinity, and is attempting to fuse with the Ice Box.

I have made considerable progress during this period.

The corridor ahead suddenly shattered, and dark red energy seeped out from it.

"Enemy attack!"

Loki shouted, simultaneously unleashing dozens of phantom clones to confuse the enemy.

But this time, the warriors who came were not ordinary dark elves.

The cursed warrior Algrim emerged from the spatial rift.

His size had increased to nearly twice its previous size, and his entire body was encased in menacing black armor, from which dark red light flowed.

That was the power of the aether particles, and Malekith gave a small portion of it to his most loyal lieutenant.

"Loki Odinson".

Algrim's voice was like the friction of sand and gravel.

Without further ado, every minute and second is precious right now!

His speed was so fast that he left afterimages. With a single punch, the terrifying force smashed three Asgardian warriors, armor and all, into a bloody pulp.

The dark red energy corroded everything around it, and the metal walls began to melt.

Loki's pupils contracted!

This power is already close to that of a Godfather!

In the original story, Algrim, disguised as a cursed warrior, killed the goddess Frigga.

It's important to know that Frigga is a princess of the Vanir gods, and her strength is definitely at the level of a sub-celestial father.

Loki dared not take the attack head-on, so he used illusion magic to appear behind Algrim, his spear piercing the gap in the armor.

But the spearhead was swallowed by dark red energy the moment it touched the armor.

"A trivial skill."

Algrim threw a backhand punch, and Loki managed to conjure an ice shield in front of him to block it, but he was still sent flying, crashing through three walls before coming to a stop.

"cough----"

"This monster—"

Loki coughed up blood, his face turning pale.

If he hadn't cultivated his inner universe, this move could have even taken half his life.

Behind Algrim, more spatial rifts opened, and hundreds of elite dark elf warriors poured out.

Their goal was clear: to break through the defenses and enter the depths of the treasure vault.

"Stop them!"

Loki shouted, unleashing his most powerful illusion at the same time.

The entire corridor began to twist, creating countless branching paths and dead ends.

But Algrim merely snorted, and a burst of dark red energy shattered all the illusions like bubbles.

The power of the Reality Stone is the nemesis of illusion.

"It's no use, little prince."

"In the face of reality, lies are meaningless."

Algrim strode forward.

The vault's guards fought desperately, but the dark elves' technology and the power of their cursed warriors overwhelmed them.

The defenses are collapsing rapidly.

The back of Asgard —

This place was originally a beautiful twilight garden.

It is home to exotic flowers and rare herbs from all over the Nine Realms, and is the favorite place of the goddess Frigga.

But now, the garden is on fire.

The sky was torn apart, and a fiery vortex with a diameter of over a kilometer spun in the air.

The scorching air currents distorted the air, instantly scorching the flowers, plants, and trees.

Flames cascaded down like a waterfall, coalescing into giant flames upon landing.

They are five meters tall on average, their bodies are made of lava and flames, and every step they take leaves a burning footprint on the ground.

Although there are only a few thousand of them, each one exudes an aura comparable to an elite warrior of Asgard.

At the center of this massive army stood Surtur, the fire giant king who was over three hundred meters tall!

His crown was still tattered, but the flame in his eyes burned ten times brighter than it had in Muspelheim.

The energy surge brought about by the connection of the Nine Realms allowed him to temporarily recover some of his power, even when he was far from his hometown.

"Odin!!"

"I've come to retrieve my things! And your head!"

Surtur's roar shook the entire Asgard.

He wielded his flaming greatsword and slashed at the distant Golden Palace.

The fiery sword energy spanned several kilometers, melting buildings wherever it passed.

The power of this attack has reached the peak of the sub-father level!

At the critical moment, the energy of the Rainbow Bridge was mobilized.

Heimdall unleashed his full power in the control room, unleashing a seven-colored beam of light, a hundred meters in diameter, that descended from the sky and collided with the fiery sword energy.

A devastating explosion!

The energy of the Rainbow Bridge barely offset the attack, but the aftershocks still destroyed half of the Twilight Garden, and hundreds of Asgardian civilians and warriors were reduced to ashes in the intense heat.

"All non-combat personnel, proceed to the underground shelter!"

"The fire giant is too powerful to fight head-on. Use ranged weapons and magic to hold it off! Await reinforcements!"

Heimdall's voice traveled throughout the city through magic.

But where are the reinforcements?

Thor at the main gate was held back by Laufey, while Loki at the vault was held back by Algrim and the elite dark elves.

Odin, however, remained in the Asgardian palace, feeling himself locked in by an endless darkness.

It's Malekith!

Asgard's entire fighting force was tied down.

Surtur's destructive power is visibly destroying the city.

"This can't go on!"

"Someone must inform Sol or His Majesty! Surtur is too strong; the regular army simply cannot stop him!"

Sif cleaved a fire giant in two with a single sword strike and shouted to the Warriors Three beside her.

"Wow!"

"I'm the fastest!"

Vandal gritted his teeth.

He transformed into a streak of light and rushed towards the main gate, but after flying only a few hundred meters, he was slammed down from the sky by a giant burning hand.

It is a fire giant lord who is 100 meters tall.

"Ants—where do you want to go?"

The fire giant lord grinned maliciously, raising his foot to stomp down.

Just then, a green beam of magic shot from the side and struck the fire giant lord's knee.

"Hurry up!" a voice shouted.

"Thanks!" Fandall didn't dare to delay and rushed towards the main gate with all his might.

Meanwhile, at the main battlefield, the battle between Thor and Laufey had reached a fever pitch.

The Hall of Heroes has been reduced to ruins.

The collision of frost and lightning left the ground riddled with craters and cracks, with frozen corpses and charred remains scattered everywhere.

Thor was panting heavily, with multiple bruises all over his body.

Laufey was equally disheveled; his ice armor was almost completely shattered, and his spear was broken in half.

But their eyes grew even fiercer! This was a battle for the survival of their race; there was no turning back!

"Your thunder has weakened."

"Odin's son is nothing special."

Laufey spat out a mouthful of ice crystals.

Thor wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth: "Old man."

Just as the two were facing off, Fandral finally rushed in: "Sol! Behind you! Surtur!"

"He's almost torn apart half of Asgard! His Majesty and Loki are tied up!"

Thor's expression changed drastically.

Surtur? Ragnarok? Of course he knew that legend.

"But here—"

He looked at Laufey.

"Leave it to us!"

"We can hold him off! Thor, Asgard needs you!"

Sif and two of the Warriors Three arrived.

Thor gritted his teeth and finally nodded: "Hold on! I'll be back after I've dealt with Surtur!"

Without the Ice Box, Laufey's strength wasn't very high; he could only barely stand at the level of a sub-Celestial Father.

Odin's seal has been weakening Laufey's power for so many years.

He raised Mjolnir high, summoned thunder, and transformed into a bolt of lightning that shot towards the back of the city.

Laufey tried to stop him, but Sif, Vostagg, and Hogan attacked simultaneously, holding him tightly.

"Get out of here!"

Laufey flew into a rage, unleashing a burst of ice that sent the three flying.

But in that brief moment of delay, Thor had already disappeared into the horizon.

A ruthless glint flashed in Laufey's eyes: "Then I'll kill you all first, then go to the vault and take back what's mine!"

The battle resumed, but this time, the frost giants' offensive began to show signs of fatigue due to their inability to break through.

The Asgardian warriors proved far more resilient than they had anticipated.

Deep within the vault, Loki's battle with Algrim has destroyed half of the vault area.

Every time his fists collided with the cursed warrior's, it caused the space to tremble.

Loki was able to barely deal with Algrim by combining his cosmos and divine power, but the latter was empowered by the Aether particles and was virtually immortal. No matter how badly he was injured, he could recover with the flow of dark red energy.

What's more troublesome is that the elite dark elves who survived the aftermath of their battle are frantically searching the vault.

They have found the altar where the Eternal Flame is kept, a golden flame bound by a magical field.

But the Box of Ice—is gone.

"Where?!"

"The Ice Box that Laufey wants!"

A dark elf officer roared.

"We've searched everywhere! It's not there!"

"Impossible! It's clearly marked here on the map Loki gave me!"

Unbeknownst to them, Loki had secretly refined the Ice Casket, which was now inside Loki's body.

This is the biggest variable in Laufey's plan, and also one of Loki's deepest hidden trump cards.

Algrim also heard his subordinate's report, and his heart sank.

But he has no time to be distracted right now. Although Loki's strength is not great, his cosmic power, which is different from divine power, has shown extremely strong combat ability.

For a moment, the two were evenly matched.

"Your Majesty Malekith—how much longer?"

Algrim murmured to himself.

"Odin."

"It's time to settle accounts from five thousand years ago."

Malekith's voice echoed throughout the Asgardian palace.

-

The dome of the Asgardian palace shattered with a crash, and Malekith's figure slowly descended into this sacred temple belonging to Asgard!

Odin turned, his one eye solemn: "Mahrkis—you have still chosen this path. Darkness cannot rule the universe; light will endure forever."

"Then let's give it a try!"

The battle between the two Heavenly Father-level powerhouses erupted instantly.

The aftershocks of their battle caused the entire celestial palace to collapse, destabilizing the spatial structure.

The whole of Asgard was shaking.

This tremor also caused changes within Odin's Treasury.

Loki was just a distraction.

Taking advantage of the situation, Algrim broke away from the battle and rushed towards the altar of the Eternal Fire.

One of his tasks was to unleash the Eternal Flame and fully awaken Surtur.

But just as he was about to touch the altar...

"Diamond Dust Fist!"

A chilling aura began to spread throughout Odin's vault.

"Click click!!!"

Algrim paused for a moment.

Loki emerged from the shadows with a triumphant smile: "Sorry, this road is blocked."

"When—you—"

Algrim was incredulous; he clearly sensed Loki on the front lines.

Algrim tried to move, but his body began to disobey him.

The biting cold even froze his flesh and blood!

"No—impossible—"

He growled.

Thor finally arrived on the other side of Asgard.

The sight before him caused his heart to stop.

The city is on fire!

Surtur is unleashing his power without restraint.

Frigga stood at the very center of Asgard's barrier, doing her utmost to maintain the barrier around the palace.

Otherwise, with a battle like this, Asgard would have been destroyed countless times!

"stop!"

Thor roared, and Mjolnir gathered all his strength, unleashing a bolt of lightning tens of meters in diameter towards Surtur.

The lightning struck the fire giant's back, blasting open a huge hole.

But Surtur only stumbled a step, and more flames surged from the void, quickly repairing it.

"Odin's son—you think you can stop me?"

Surtur turned around, his fiery eyes filled with contempt.

He swung his sword horizontally.

Thor dodged with all his might, but was still hit by the aftershock, his armor shattered, and a charred wound was left on his chest.

Too strong — Thor gritted his teeth.

Even without the Eternal Flame, Surtur's combat power during the Nine Realms Connection reached the level of a sub-Celestial Father.