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A full-scale war was about to break out.
Black warships were pouring in through the Bifrost Portal, activating every defense system in Asgard. The bombardment of mutual cannon fire echoed through every corner of Asgard territory.
The black warships destroyed in the sky turned to ash, turning the starry sky gray. The debris of the warships fell into the residential areas below, causing countless Asgardians to panic and flee in all directions.
The Dark Elves were no ordinary warriors. They possessed advanced technology, impressive physical evolution, and years of experience battling the Asgardian gods. Their fearless assault this time was aimed directly at the heart of Asgard, the Palace.
“Buzz–
Some Asgardians looked up in horror as they saw a T-shaped black warship deftly dodge several Asgardian cannon blasts. It navigated through the magnificent golden buildings with ease, quickly penetrating the area near the palace.
As the black warship entered the front area of the palace, a dazzling figure leaped up from below. It was like a small sun rising from the horizon, radiating light and immense pressure as it accelerated toward the black warship.
“What is that…?”
Not only were the Dark Elves stunned, but even the Asgardians were in shock.
Fast!
It was incredibly fast, even faster than the laser cannons!
In the blink of an eye, the black warship had no time to evade or defend. The trajectory of the figure formed an arrow of light that pierced through the bottom of the warship and emerged from the top. The thick metal hull of the warship seemed as fragile as paper in front of that figure.
Within half a second, the warship turned into a rolling fireball of smoke and crashed into the lake beside the palace, sending up a towering spray of water.
“Hmm?”
Kyle’s golden eyes gleamed coldly as he raised his clenched fists and unleashed two powerful beams of light. In the next moment, the sky above seemed to be pierced by the beams of light, revealing the outlines of warships that had lost control and were descending. They were two black warships in stealth mode.
It should be noted that the Dark Elves’ super warships had managed to bypass the Bifrost Portal and fool some of Asgard’s defense systems.
But it was in vain. No matter how well the warships cloaked themselves, the airstream they created was too noticeable for Kyle in his double-star form.
Kyle transformed into a streak of colorful light, trailing a comet-like tail as he darted back and forth across the area in front of the palace. Every strike he threw was a concentrated beam of spatial energy. Those warships that could dominate a region of the starry sky were as fragile as toys in his hands.
“This is the Guardian of Asgard. So strong!”
“Is he really human? This is incredible.”
Many Asgardians were stunned as they watched Kyle, a human, circle the sky three times in an instant, single-handedly defeating thousands of enemy ships.
Even though Odin had personally appointed Kyle as Guardian, many Asgardians still had doubts about him. In their old-fashioned beliefs, humans were considered a primitive, inferior race.
But after today, no one in Asgard would doubt Kyle’s strength!
Compared to the invincible Kyle, they undoubtedly looked like mere mortals.
Kyle’s body was enveloped in blazing light as he floated a hundred meters in the air. He had already destroyed countless black warships, but the enemy’s forces showed no signs of diminishing, only increasing.
Kyle looked coldly in the direction of the Bifrost. The swarm of black warships buzzed like a hive of bees, advancing relentlessly toward the palace.
These were the civilizations he had encountered before.
The Xandarians understood the importance of peace and civilization, and the Kree knew when to fear and retreat. But the current Dark Elves were like a pack of mad dogs, driven by a terrible and insane obsession.
They seemed willing to sacrifice their entire race and civilization as cannon fodder to achieve their goals at any cost.
The effectiveness of their strategy could not be denied.
Even with the palace’s defenses fully activated and Kyle’s powerful counterattacks outside, numerous black warships still managed to penetrate the palace compound. Inside, the dark elves clashed fiercely with the Asgardian guards, filling the palace with smoke, screams, and carnage.
“We can’t hold them off any longer. We must shut down the Bifrost Portal, cut off their reinforcements, and retreat. The enemies already inside will have to be dealt with by the Asgardians,” Kyle thought. Without hesitation, he accelerated and flew against the flow of incoming black warships toward the Bifrost Portal.
Along the way, every black warship that came within a hundred meters of him was instantly destroyed by the beams of light from his fists, exploding one after another like a grim display of fireworks on the eve of destruction.
Thud!
Kyle landed on the undamaged Bifrost and looked around. Seeing no one, he called out, “Heimdall, are you here?”
“Heimdall?”
“Here, here!”
As Kyle called out a second time, a hand holding a longsword suddenly emerged from the turbulent waters beneath Bifrost, followed by Heimdall’s dark head.
Kyle pulled Heimdall up.
Heimdall, soaking wet and clutching his sacred sword, knelt on the Bifrost. His bloodshot eyes were wide open as he watched the swarm of black warships pouring into Asgard from the Bifrost portal. “Guardian Kyle, I must restart the Bifrost Portal to close the passage to Asgard.”
“What do you want me to do?” Kyle asked.
“First, find a way to stop the swarm of warships.”
Heimdall said and ran towards the building at the end of the Bifrost, grabbing his sword.
“That’s easy.”
Kyle took a deep breath, clenched his fist, and surged with Twin Star energy. Covered in a protective glow, he charged toward the opening of the passageway by the Asgardian cliff.
The gap in the cliff, stretching for tens of kilometers, couldn’t be sealed by him alone.
Kyle waved his left hand and drew a Lifeform Card and said, “Venom, it’s been a while since you’ve had some exercise, hasn’t it?”
“I’ve been eagerly waiting, my master.”
After summoning the Lifeform Card into a physical form, a linear, sticky lifeform quickly attached itself to Kyle’s body and fused with him.
Once Venom was fully bonded to him, Kyle’s aura changed drastically. His muscles did not swell or bulge, but the previously sacred and vibrant Twin Star energy turned into a sinister, pitch-black flame.
In his Fire God form, Venom couldn’t coexist because of his weakness to fire. But the Twin-Star form was different, its energy leaning more toward light and space, allowing Venom to temporarily bond…
In those few seconds of symbiosis.
Kyle inexplicably raised his hand and felt his strength and energy reach unprecedented heights!
(Chapter End)
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