Chapter 25
The battlefield burned.
Asgard's divine warriors descended like a golden storm, tearing through the Dark Quadrant's defenses with relentless fury.
Odin's spear, Gungnir, had shattered the palace steps, leaving Ebony Maw impaled in its divine light.
But the All-Father was not finished.
"Obey my command!" Odin's voice thundered across the battlefield, infused with divine authority.
"Destroy the Dark Quadrant with me! Let those who stand with Thanos' legacy be wiped from the stars!"
His warriors answered as one.
The Aesir had come in full force.
Unlike the Asgard of old—where only a handful of warriors shaped its fate—this invasion included the greatest champions of the realm.
Thor, the God of Thunder, led the charge, lightning roaring from his hammer as he tore through Chitauri warships.
Loki, the God of Mischief, weaved through the battlefield, illusions and daggers cutting down high-ranking officers before they even realized they had been struck.
Lady Sif, Asgard's most formidable shieldmaiden, cut a path through enemy ranks, her twin blades flashing with divine energy.
Fandral, the dashing swordsman, danced through the chaos, his blade striking down foes with effortless precision.
Hogun, the grim warrior, moved like an unyielding storm, his mace caving in Chitauri skulls with every brutal swing.
Volstagg, the towering berserker, crushed enemies beneath his sheer strength, his laughter booming over the sounds of war.
Baldur, the God of Light, descended from the sky, golden arrows piercing through Chitauri squadrons in radiant bursts.
Víðarr, the Silent Avenger, strode through the battlefield, his colossal blade severing warships with every motion.
Týr, the God of War, let loose a battle cry that shook the heavens, his greatsword carving through the monstrous Leviathan-class warbeasts of the Chitauri.
This was not a battle.
It was a reckoning.
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In the palace, Ebony Maw gasped.
He was still alive—but barely.
His vision blurred as divine energy burned through his body, preventing him from healing.
Even moving was becoming difficult.
He forced himself to speak, voice trembling.
"Go… fight… leave me!"
Supergiant and Nebula exchanged glances.
There was no time to hesitate.
Both vanished, stepping into the fray, leading the Dark Quadrant's remaining high-tier warriors into battle.
Ebony Maw remained alone.
His fingers trembled as he reached out.
"Master… hear my call…"
Blood spilled from his lips as he poured every last drop of his psychic strength into the void.
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Light-years away, in the core of a dying world, Lin Fan's eyes snapped open.
For days, he had been submerged in the depths of this planet, absorbing its core energy.
What was once a molten inferno was now cold, lifeless rock.
The planet had been drained of its essence.
And Lin Fan?
He had never felt stronger.
A familiar voice echoed in his mind.
A desperate call.
Ebony Maw.
Lin Fan's gaze sharpened.
Something was happening in the Dark Quadrant.
And it wasn't small.
He opened his status panel.
[Energy Value: 150%]
[Combat Strength: 1.05 Trillion] → [1.10 Trillion]
His power had increased.
But now was not the time to think about that.
Lin Fan stepped forward.
And the world shattered beneath him.
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A deafening boom ripped through the barren planet.
The crust split apart, forming a colossal canyon stretching hundreds of kilometers.
Molten rock erupted like a geyser, only to freeze instantly in the absence of the core's heat.
From the depths of the Great Rift, a figure in a white robe shot skyward, vanishing into the void at unimaginable speed.
Lin Fan was on the move.
And soon—
Asgard would learn the true power of The Anomaly.