Become a Homelander and a Marvel superstar

Thor then realized what had happened and quickly let go, looking flustered. "I'm sorry... I... I thought..."

"You thought she was dead?"

Azu landed slowly and walked to the two of them.

"Fortunately... I arrived in time, and I wasn't seriously injured."

Frigga looked at the young man.

She saw her future; she did indeed die. Died by that sharp blade; that was the fate she chose.

But now... fate has been rewritten.

"You saved me, Anthony," Frigga said softly, "but you shouldn't have changed...fate."

Upon hearing this, Ah Zu knew it was time to test his acting skills. He looked at Frigga, his eyes filled with deep emotions, which contained twelve percent of the power he had gained as a movie star in his previous life. He even used his secret technique—self-hypnosis.

He slowly squatted down, his eyes slightly red, his voice choked with emotion.

"I just... don't want to see this tragedy repeat itself."

"I lost my mother, Martha...and I lost my home..."

“Thor, he’s an arrogant, reckless bastard.” Azu pointed at Thor. “He… can’t live without his mother right now.”

"The people of Asgard are in danger... they cannot live without their queen."

"You too, you are so beautiful... You deserve all the love in the world, you shouldn't... just lie here like this."

As he spoke, Azu grasped Frigga's blood-stained hand.

"...And I cannot stand by and watch the most beautiful soul in the world perish."

"Even if the Goddess of Death herself came to take people away, she would have to step over my body first."

Even if... this goes against so-called 'fate'!

The entire room fell silent.

Even Odin, who had rushed over, stood at the door and, upon hearing these words, his one eye trembled slightly.

Frigga looked at the sincere man in front of her and felt the warmth from his hand.

She had already prepared herself to die.

but now……

"Mr. Starr..." Frigga smiled, weak but incredibly noble.

"You're right."

"Perhaps... fate really can be changed."

She felt relieved, realizing that she shouldn't have been so selfish as to abandon everything she loved.

Looking at Saul's face, which was both crying and laughing, she felt a surge of tenderness in her heart.

Yes, he is still a child over a thousand years old, and he still needs his mother.

"Thank you... Mr. Starr," Frigga said softly.

Ding!

A crisp and pleasant notification sound exploded in Wu Yanzu's mind.

That was a series of screen-filling events!

"Ding! You have defied fate and successfully saved the story character: Queen Frigga!"

"Ding! New ability unlocked: Source of Magic."

"Ability Description: Increases affinity for all magical elements, accelerates magical growth, allows learning and using magic from any system without causing rejection."

"Ding! Gained 15000 special popularity points! (From Frigga)"

"Ding! Gained 20000 special popularity points! (From Thor)"

"Ding! You have gained 5000 special popularity points! (From Odin)"

"Ding! Current special popularity value: 49,500!"

Wu Yanzu lowered his head, his face showing a mixture of sadness and relief.

But in his heart, he was already celebrating wildly with firecrackers.

"Damn... this is a huge profit!! Hahahaha—!"

……

That evening, at the Celestial Palace, a victory celebration banquet was held.

Although Asgard suffered heavy losses, with its defensive towers collapsing, its palaces damaged, and many civilians killed or injured.

But the important thing is—the queen survived.

This was a stroke of good luck for Asgard.

Odin sat on his high throne, his one eye fixed on the Midgardian in the center of the hall who was drinking with Thor.

His feelings were complicated.

As a god-king who had lived for nearly five thousand years, he instinctively rejected this mortal whose eyes were full of desire.

But... he saved Frigga.

For this reason alone, Odin was unable to remove Gungnir from him.

"Odin."

Having recovered considerably, Frigga, dressed in her finest attire, walked to Odin's side and gently took his hand.

"He's a good kid, just... a little special."

Odin snorted: "He's a dangerous fellow. I know him as well as I know myself."

"But he's on our side," Frigga said softly, "at least for now."

In the center of the hall.

"Dry!!"

Thor, raising his enormous goblet, laughed heartily, "To my homeland! To Asgard's eternal friends!"

"For the Fatherland!!"

The Asgardian warriors around them shouted in unison.

They witnessed firsthand the Midgard's valiant performance on the battlefield. More importantly, he snatched their queen back from the clutches of death.

In the martial world of Asgard, this is what a hero is.

Ah Zu held up his wine glass, a perfect smile on his face, feeling a surge of popularity welling up inside him.

……

three days later.

The Asgardian palace square was bathed in a solemn and majestic splendor.

The enormous pipe organ roared, playing a triumphant symphony belonging to the Aesir gods.

Thousands of golden-armored guards stood in neat rows on both sides of the hall, their spears striking the ground with a thunderous rhythm.

"Thump! Thump! Thump!"

Odin Polsen, the father of the gods, sits on the highest throne.

The Gungnir spear in his hand emitted a faint glow, and his single eye swept over the crowd below.

The first half of the ceremony was lengthy and tedious.

As names were called, one by one, the wounded Asgardian warriors stepped forward, knelt on one knee, and received Odin's blessing and medals.

Wu Yanzu stood at the front of the main hall, his posture upright, with an impeccable smile on his face.

But he was already yawning inside.

"This old man talks a lot of nonsense." He knew perfectly well that it was like the technical awards segment before the Oscars, where nobody cared who got the Best Editing award, everyone was waiting for the Best Actor award.

Finally, that moment arrived.

"Tyr, step back." Odin waved his hand, signaling the previous recipient of the honor, the one-armed god of war, to step aside.

The hall fell silent.

Odin slowly stood up, and Gungnir slammed heavily to the ground.

"People of Asgard!" Odin's voice was old yet deep, echoing like rolling thunder in the heavens, "Yesterday, darkness descended. That enemy, swept into the dust of history, tried to steal our light."

Odin's single eye swept across the crowd, finally landing on Frigga. The queen sat beside him, her face slightly pale, yet still dignified and noble.

"We bled, we sacrificed, but we did not fall!"

"Because a warrior from Midgard stepped forward."

Odin stood up, and the Spear of Eternity was pointed at Wu Yanzu.

"Antoni Starr! That is... Homelander!"

"He, with a mortal body, rivaled the gods."

"He snatched Queen Frigg's life from a fate she was destined to die."

Odin's single eye looked at Wu Yanzu with a complex expression, but his kingly demeanor remained undiminished.

"Step forward, Anthony Starr, Homelander."

Wu Yanzu straightened his collar, and in that instant, he channeled his inner Oscar-winning actor.

He did not fly, but instead walked steadily up the steps, solemn and dignified.

He approached the throne and bowed slightly in greeting.

"You have every right to be proud, child," Odin said in a deep voice.

He raised the Eternal Spear, its tip gently touching Wu Yanzu's shoulder.

"I, Odin, the Allfather, hereby declare..."

"We accept you, homelander, as an honorable member of the Aesir."

"I bestow upon you the title of 'God among men'."