Super Detective in the Fictional World Chapter 2043 - 2043 Arriving In Asgard, Trade

Chapter 2043 - 2043 Arriving In Asgard, Trade

2043 Arriving In Asgard, Trade

It was hard to say if Malekith, who had survived since Bor’s era, had any backup plans.

Asgard could only do its best to take precautions; everything else depended on luck.

Luke could confirm that Malekith really was dead.

However, he couldn’t guarantee that this first-rate boss wouldn’t be resurrected or cloned or something.

In any case, how Asgard wanted to handle this had nothing to do with Earth, and wasn’t something he needed to concern himself with.

Taking the Bifrost was a wonderful thing.

It was even more so for someone like Luke, who was very knowledgeable, had superpowers, and had a strong physique.

He could finally experience some of the things he had read in the information obtained from Thor, and could even see more secrets.

The Bifrost’s teleportation wasn’t fixed, nor was it instantaneous.

A person could even move to a certain extent inside, but if they used too much force, they would fall out.

Who knew which corner of the universe a person would fly off to.

So, the White Wolf clone quietly went through the teleportation process and arrived in Asgard.

He tapped the ground a few times to offset the momentum and steady himself.

In front of him was a magnificent, vaulted building.

There was nothing in the s.p.a.cious area except for fast-moving golden gears on the walls and a raised round platform in the middle.

In the center of the platform was a block that glowed with a yellow light. In it was a huge, magnificent sword, held in the hands of a huge African-American man in golden armor.

Seeing that they had arrived, the African-American man lifted the huge sword and cut off the energy supply to the Bifrost, before he stuck it back into the block.

Then, he looked at White Wolf.

The giant’s eyes were yellow with two black dots in the center, which looked a little strange.

The White Wolf clone felt a faint sense of being surveilled sweep over it, but pretended not to notice.

That was because this African-American man was Heimdall, who controlled the Bifrost, the entrance to Asgard, and who was the ‘gatekeeper’ who could monitor any corner of the universe.

Hm, actually, he couldn’t monitor all of the universe.

First of all, anyone who controlled the Infinity Stones could block this sort of spying, and powerful people like the Ancient One and the Dark Elves definitely couldn’t be monitored.

Secondly, being able to surveil and constant surveillance were two different things.

It was just like Luke’s good neighbor in Clinton, Lawyer Matt, who could eavesdrop on more than half of New York. However, his brain couldn’t process the voices of half a city of people all at once.

Also, judging from Thor’s behavior, Heimdall clearly didn’t know about Luke’s connection to the Justice League.

The crown prince wasn’t that shrewd.

That made sense. Why would Heimdall waste energy keeping an eye on the people on Earth all the time?

He would take the time at most to check on Dr. Jane and report to Thor that she was safe. There was no need to monitor the Avengers and the Bat Squad at all.

Earth’s battle against the Chitauri could be considered its closest brush with a ‘s.p.a.ce war.’

Would the bigshots of American intelligence agencies keep an eye on soldiers in Africa every day? Obviously not.

However, Earth would probably draw more attention now that the Dark Elves had been eliminated.

But Luke had now confirmed that Heimdall’s ability to spy on someone gave him a faint but unique sense of danger.

Heimdall, who controlled the Bifrost, was clearly a lethal threat to Luke, and could trigger his intuition for danger.

With this intuition, he wasn’t afraid of Heimdall finding out too much about him.

Thor nodded at Heimdall, then simply said to White Wolf, “Follow me,” before he swung his hammer and flew up with the box containing the Aether.

White Wolf activated his armor and followed him, pretending to look around curiously.

In fact, the Big Dipper clone had already been enjoying the scenery here for a while.

It was just that he was imprisoned right now, and could only look at the Asgardian guards walking back and forth and the strange aliens in the other cells — Thor had been in a hurry to bring the Aether back, and hadn’t had the time to bail him out.

Luke wasn’t angry.

That was because Fandral was in the cell diagonally opposite.

Like the bearded Volstagg, he was one of the Warriors Three and Thor’s loyal general.

Thor had said before that in order to help him escape Asgard, Fandral had knocked out the guards and stolen a flying s.h.i.+p.

Asgard had just been attacked by the Dark Elves, and had suffered a lot of casualties. The G.o.d-Queen and the second prince had also died.

The crown prince’s loyal subordinate had been locked up for his misdeed, while Big Dipper as an ‘outsider’ was an even more dangerous factor. Naturally, he couldn’t be allowed to wander around outside.

White Wolf, who had just come, wasn’t much better. Thor placed him in the barracks outside the Royal Palace, where Asgardian soldiers watched his every move.

This wasn’t an order from Thor; he himself had ‘snuck out’ of Asgard, and the only reason he wasn’t detained was because he was the only prince of Asgard left. However, there was still no way he could bring an outsider into the Royal Palace.

Fortunately, Thor got both clones released in half a day.

However, the crown prince looked glum as he led the two clones to the Bifrost.

Sensing his strange mood, Big Dipper asked, “Thor, where are we going?”

Thor said absent-mindedly, “I’ll send you off first. A lot has happened in the city this time. My father said that you can’t stay here.”

Big Dipper raised an eyebrow and stopped. “Wait, Thor.”

Thor took a few steps before he realized that something was wrong. He turned around. “What’s wrong?”

Big Dipper pointed at White Wolf and himself. “We destroyed the Dark Elf fleet, killed Malekith, and took back the Aether, right?”

Thor didn’t think much of it. “I took part in the battle too.”

Big Dipper shook his index finger gently. “No, no, no. Thor, you have to understand one thing — we were the ones who grabbed the Aether. They’re our spoils of war.”

Thor opened his mouth, but found himself unable to respond.

When the Dark Elves attacked Greenwich, it made sense that the Earthlings had to fight – Thor could be considered to have helped.

But Thor didn’t know how Malekith died, nor did he deal any severe injuries to the other party. He really hadn’t contributed much when it came to taking back the Aether.

Big Dipper was right to say that the Aether was the Bat Squad’s spoils of war.

He could only subconsciously say, “Infinity Stones are dangerous items that can’t be kept on Earth…”

Big Dipper interrupted him. “But Asgard can’t keep two Infinity Stones at the same time, right?”

Thor was stunned. “How did you know?”

Big Dipper waved his hand. “That’s not important. What’s important is that we killed Malekith and took back the Aether, which proves that we have the ability to protect the Infinity Stones.”

Thor was shocked. “No, we are the only ones who can deal with the Aether.”

Big Dipper smiled. “Of course. However, I want the Tesseract in return.”