In American comics: My Traveling Frog steals from all over the world!

……

Yu Mu gently stroked the newly refurbished "Non-Aggression" in his hand.

After being fused with Uru metal, [Non-Aggression] is no longer just a weapon; it is more like an invisible magical furnace, a second source of magic belonging to Yu Mu.

The magic power within his body flowed smoothly into the sword like a river flowing into the sea, and was purified and amplified in an instant, waiting for a thunderous explosion.

"If before I needed to chant an awkward incantation to cast spells, now..."

A playful smile curved at the corners of Yu Mu's lips.

"I am a walking magic machine gun."

Now that we've obtained this treasure, we need to demonstrate its power!

True power never bothers to hide. It only needs a suitable stage to unleash a brilliance that would make even the gods tremble.

And the eternal moonlit night in Asgard is undoubtedly the best backdrop.

Yu Mu appeared outside the palace balcony prepared for him. This platform was as wide as a square, carved from a single piece of white divine stone, overlooking the sleeping golden city.

In the distance, the celebratory banquet was still brightly lit, and the noisy music and laughter were carried by the night breeze, but they could not disturb the tranquility of the place in the slightest.

Tranquility is the prelude to the arrival of the strong.

Yu Mu slowly raised his hand. Since obtaining the [Death Ruler] class from Ainz Ooal Gown, he had not yet truly used its most powerful abilities.

"True strength is not only about conquering enemies, but also about preventing bystanders from even having the thought of being your enemy."

He murmured softly, as if speaking to himself, or perhaps declaring it to the whole world.

The next second, the death magic within him exploded!

"Seventh-tier magic—"

"[Dragon Bone Summoning]!"

In an instant, the sky collapsed and the earth split open!

On the divine stone platform beneath Yu Mu's feet, a massive magic circle with a diameter exceeding one hundred meters appeared out of thin air. The jet-black runes swirled wildly, emanating a terrifying aura capable of freezing the soul!

A massive spatial rift was forcibly torn open at the center of the magic circle, and from the bottomless darkness emerged a giant claw made of pure white bones!

Next, its head, then its body...

A colossal bone dragon, over a hundred meters long, descended from the deathly realm of another dimension to the divine realm of Asgard!

Each of its bones was like the finest white jade, shimmering with a cold, deathly luster. In its enormous eye sockets burned two eerie blue flames of the soul, like two ghost moons from the underworld.

"roar--!!!"

The bone dragon looked up and let out a silent roar!

The roar made no sound, but it transformed into a pure mental shockwave that instantly swept across the entire Asgard!

Inside the celestial palace banquet hall, the noisy music abruptly stopped, and the laughing gods froze in place, their golden cups clattering to the ground.

The guards patrolling the streets, their mythical beasts pawing restlessly and emitting mournful cries.

All Asgardians, wherever they were, felt a chill run down their spines at that moment, as if Death himself had descended and brushed his cold, bony fingers across their necks.

……

On the highest balcony of Asgard, Odin, the king of the gods, stood side by side with his queen Frigg, enjoying the peace after the war.

When that pure aura of death enveloped him, Odin's single eye flashed with unprecedented horror!

He stared intently at the colossal creature looming in the night sky, feeling the deathly power that was purer than the abyss and more ancient than nothingness, and he was completely stunned.

This power...

Involuntarily, the image of his imprisoned eldest daughter, Hela, the goddess of death, surfaced in Odin's mind.

But no, that's not right!

Hela's death power is filled with a desire for tyranny, destruction, and conquest.

But the power before us is a higher-dimensional existence.

It has no emotions, no desires; it is simply the concept of "death" itself!

It is the law, the end, the inescapable destiny of all things!

"This man..." Odin's lips trembled slightly as he looked at the black-haired youth standing with his hands behind his back on the bone dragon's back, a tidal wave of emotions surging within him. "Just... what kind of being is he?"

Odin originally thought he knew this man well enough.

But what's the situation now?

How did he manage to create such a dense aura of death?

Frigga gripped her husband's arm tightly; even this dignified queen was now pale with fright.

She sensed from that bone dragon the ultimate threat to all life.

In a room not far away, Thor was looking in the mirror, admiring his muscular physique after regaining his divine powers, a silly grin on his face.

When the dragon's roar sounded, he felt as if his soul was being gripped by an invisible hand, instantly rendering him unable to move.

He rushed to the window and saw the bony dragon that blotted out the sky and Yu Mu's figure. His mouth gaped open wide enough to fit a duck egg.

"My God... Yu Mu... could he be the master of the underworld?"

Loki, who was imprisoned in another room, collapsed to the ground, trembling violently.

His prized schemes and meticulously planned plots appear so laughable, so...naive, in the face of such absolute power.

"A devil... he's a devil..." Loki muttered absentmindedly, completely abandoning any thought of running away or resisting.

Odin took a deep breath, forcibly suppressing the shock in his heart.

He suddenly realized that entrusting Loki to the care of the Shepherd and revealing all the secrets of the angelic realm might have been the best decision he had ever made in his life.

"Perhaps, a real variable is what can break this predetermined deadlock." Odin looked at Yu Mu, his eyes filled with complex emotions. "The prophecy of Ragnarok... perhaps, it really can be rewritten."

……

Outside the brightly lit banquet hall.

The Illuminati members had already been drawn out by this earth-shattering scene.

"My God! What is this... what is this? An undead creature? No, its energy structure is completely beyond my comprehension!" Tony Stark's drunkenness vanished almost instantly.

"This... is the monarch of death."

Morbius's eyes gleamed with unprecedented shock and awe.

That aura was of the same origin as the vampire magic within him, but it was far beyond his comprehension.

He had never imagined that death could descend upon the world in such a pure and ancient form.

This was not a death he could control, but rather—death itself.

All the Asgardian girls who had been giving them flirtatious glances now focused their attention on the figure standing atop the dragon's head in the distance.

"Look! It's Lord Yu Mu!"

"My God, he can actually summon such a terrifying creature!"

"He...he is the true god!"

Tony and the others, instead of feeling jealous, felt honored by the exclamations and admiration they heard.

Tony cleared his throat and, turning to a blonde, blue-eyed, and voluptuous Asgardian girl beside him, explained in a deliberately profound tone, "See? This is just standard practice where we're from."

"In our Earthly terms, this is called 'dragon riding,' a very basic... well, mode of transportation."

Upon hearing this, the girls looked at Yu Mu with even greater fervor.

The moonlight, like water, shone upon that figure who seemed to transcend the realm of gods.

The young man's clothes fluttered in the fierce wind, and he held the newly created [Non-Aggression] sword at an angle, its dark golden blade reflecting the cool moonlight.

He stood atop the enormous dragon head, his expression indifferent, as if what lay beneath his feet was not a divine city, but merely an ordinary landscape.

That aloofness and indifference that looked down on all living beings became an eternal mark, deeply engraved in the souls of all the witnesses tonight.

……

The next day.

As the first rays of dawn draped the golden city in a rosy hue, Yu Mu and his party prepared to depart.

At the end of the Rainbow Bridge, the Illuminati, carrying their "spoils"—a deathly pale Loki—prepared to return to Earth.

"Thor, come visit me on Earth sometime. I'll take you to try a dish called 'Spicy Crayfish,' I guarantee it's better than the barbecue in your Asgard." Yu Mu patted Thor on the shoulder and said casually.

"Definitely! Yu Mu, you will always be Asgard's most honored friend!" Thor nodded vigorously, his eyes full of sincerity.

This trip to the Divine Realm was an exhilarating experience for everyone in the Illuminati.

They not only witnessed the world of the gods, but more importantly, they followed Yu Mu and left their own indelible legendary traces on this divine realm.

Heimdall spun the Guardian Sword, and a rainbow of light shot into the sky, enveloping everyone before disappearing into the horizon in an instant.

……

Meanwhile, on Earth, at S.H.I.E.L.D. headquarters.

The place is in complete chaos.

In Nick Fury's office, the atmosphere was so oppressive it felt like it could freeze you in place.

He had just returned from a secret base located on the surface of the earth.

There.

The spacecraft for his ultimate project, "Insight," is nearing completion.

Three brand-new space carriers carrying the "Insight Project" have also entered the final commissioning phase.

Everything was under his control.

Apart from those unexpected "variables".

"A bunch of useless idiots who are good for nothing but causing trouble." Fury looked at the encrypted communication request from General Ross on the screen, a cold look of disgust flashing in his single eye.

The above is General Ross's statement about a military research base that was razed to the ground.

We need to seek help from S.H.I.E.L.D.

According to top experts in the military, this was not the work of mutants.

Of course, the message seeking help from S.H.I.E.L.D. was included.

General Ross did not tell the S.H.I.E.L.D. staff that it was a horrific human experimentation facility.

Lu Dan snorted coldly.

He had long heard of the military's secret base that had been razed to the ground.

He was fully aware of those inhumane experiments hidden in the shadows, but he was unable to intervene due to political pressure.

Now, these idiots have gone too far and actually want S.H.I.E.L.D. to clean up their mess?

"When even the guardians of order are corrupt, the so-called order is nothing but a bigger lie."

Fury sneered and hung up the call immediately.

He has more important things to deal with.

Just then, with a loud "bang," the office door was kicked open!

Hawkeye Clint Barton, his eyes bloodshot, charged in like an enraged lion.

Without saying a word, he slammed a tablet computer onto Fury's desk.

On the screen were the files of Natasha Romanoff and her female apprentice Kate Bishop, marked with the word "missing" in glaring red.

"Nick Fury!"

Patton's voice was hoarse and angry, each word sounding like it was being squeezed out from between his teeth.

"Don't give me that bullshit official rhetoric!"

"I'll just ask you one question!"

He leaned down, staring intently at Fury's single eye, and questioned him, word by word:

"My family... Natasha and Kate, where are they?!"