The Witcher: The Journey to Transcendence from Marvel...

Chapter 443 The King Returns

"I bought an island on Earth; you can stay there temporarily."

Wes stood before the Asgardians and spoke earnestly.

After the devastating battle with Hela, Asgard was severely damaged and wanted to do everything he could to provide shelter for these displaced people.

"Thank you, you don't need it..."

Frigga tried to refuse.

But Wes interrupted her, saying, "It's what I should do."

The thought of emptying Odin's treasury made Wes feel guilty; he felt he should do his part.

Moreover, although the Asgardians were powerful, they lost their homes and were in dire straits after this catastrophe.

Although the Asgardians have a proud pride and are reluctant to settle in Wes's world, they really have no better choice now.

He contacted Kingpin and asked him to buy a remote island.

Kingpin was immediately intrigued when he learned that he could make contact with Asgard and was happy to do so.

Seeing that Wess was adamant, Frigga stopped being polite.

She nodded slightly, her expression solemn yet tinged with gratitude: "Let's set off now."

The spatial passage slowly opened.

Frigga and the Asgardian gods were the first to step inside, and in the blink of an eye, they appeared on the deserted island.

Kingpin, who had been waiting for a long time, immediately greeted him with a big smile.

He was dressed in a sharp suit, and his smile seemed warm.

"Welcome everyone..." His voice was loud and respectful, but in his heart, he was secretly amazed:

These are the gods of Asgard; their power and influence are immense.

The powerful aura naturally emanating from these gods even made Kingpin, a figure who could command the winds and rains on Earth, feel a sense of awe.

After exchanging pleasantries, everyone got busy on the island.

Kingpin's men were extremely efficient, and soon simple dwellings were set up on the island.

While these dwellings may not be particularly comfortable or luxurious, for the Asgardians at this time, having such a place to stay was a great comfort.

After everyone settled down, they began to think about the future of Asgard.

In Asgardian tradition, Thor, as the crown prince and future king of Asgard, has the final say.

They all firmly believed that the brave and fearless Thor would return, lead them in a counterattack against Hela, and reclaim their homeland.

Even if the road ahead is full of thorns, they will not back down, because they are the people of Asgard, and the blood of battle flows in their veins.

Far beyond the universe, Thor did not disappoint the people of Asgard.

With his wisdom and courage, he overcame countless difficulties and dangers, and finally escaped from the perilous planet Sakaar.

Heimdall, who had been silently monitoring Thor's movements, discovered Thor's whereabouts immediately.

Desperate, he immediately used his unique ability to contact Thor.

"Thor, Thor~" Heimdall's familiar yet urgent voice echoed in Thor's mind like a resounding bell.

"Heimdall!"

Thor was taken aback when he heard the voice, then his eyes flashed with surprise and eagerness.

Ignoring his exhaustion from escaping Sakaar, he quickly asked, "How is Asgard now?"

At this moment, the safety of Asgard weighed heavily on his heart like a boulder.

Heimdall was silent for a moment, his heart filled with bitterness and helplessness. He really didn't know how to bring it up with Thor.

After hesitating for a moment, he slowly said, "We are on Earth now."

"Earth?"

Upon hearing this answer, Thor's mood plummeted as if he had fallen into an ice cellar.

He knew in his heart that something serious had definitely happened to Asgard.

Otherwise, how could Heimdall, as the guardian of Asgard, so easily leave his post and appear on distant Earth?

Give me the coordinates.

Thor's voice became deep and firm, and his fighting spirit was rekindled in his eyes.

He knew he had to return to his companions as soon as possible to face the unknown crisis.

Heimdall quickly transmitted the coordinate information to Thor.

Thor entered the coordinates into the spaceship's navigation system without hesitation, and the spaceship's engines roared instantly, with powerful energy fluctuations spreading around.

With a dazzling flash of light, the spaceship made a space jump.

Just a few minutes later, the spaceship appeared in the sky above the island like a shooting star.

Not a single mistake, not a single poem, not a single post, not a single piece of content, not a single look!

The spaceship shimmered with a strange light, reflecting a myriad of colors under the sunlight.

Before the spaceship could even slowly descend to the ground, Thor, anxious and impatient, leaped out of the spaceship without hesitation, like a fierce lion.

He moved with agility, drawing a perfect arc in the air. Powerful air currents whistled past him, but could not affect his determined descent trajectory in the slightest.

"Thor!"

"You're finally back!"

The people of Asgard seemed to see a glimmer of hope and gathered around Thor, surrounding him tightly.

Their eyes were filled with excitement and anticipation, as if all difficulties could be solved as long as Thor was there.

Thor looked around anxiously, and the sight that came into view made his heart clench.

Many people had injuries, some minor and some serious; some had bandages wrapped around their arms with blood seeping out.

Some walked with faltering steps, their faces etched with exhaustion and pain.

What pained him even more was that everyone's face was filled with sadness, a pain and helplessness from losing their homes.

Thor felt a sharp pain in his heart as he witnessed this scene.

Suppressing his grief, he loudly comforted his people: "Do not be afraid, everyone. I promise you, I will bring you back to Asgard and restore our home to its former glory!"

His voice was firm and powerful, resonating like a great bell in everyone's ears, bringing them immense encouragement.

Frigga stood to the side, watching Thor with satisfaction.

The series of trials that Odin meticulously set for Thor have now become nourishment for his growth, nurturing him into a truly qualified king.

His eyes no longer held the arrogance and recklessness of the past, but instead showed a greater sense of composure and responsibility.

"Mother, are you alright?"

Thor noticed the tears hidden in Frigga's eyes and asked with concern.

Frigga forced back her tears, nodded slightly, and tried to respond to Thor with a smile, but the smile seemed so forced.

"Look who I brought back."

As Thor spoke, he suddenly reached out and grabbed at the air beside him. With a cry of pain, Loki, who had been invisible, appeared.

"Let go, you brute!"

Loki struggled and shouted angrily. But Thor's right hand gripped his shoulder like an iron clamp, making it impossible for him to break free.

At this moment, Loki's hair was slightly disheveled, and his eyes revealed a hint of panic.

(End of this chapter)