Marvel: Just became a citizen of the motherland, and S.H.I.E.L.D. came knocking on my door.

Thor shouted and quickly put on his Thor armor in the room, his crimson cape billowing behind him.

With a flick of the wrist, Meow Hammer, which was placed on the bedside table beside it, sensed its call.

It flew backwards in an instant, landing in his hand, and a dark blue lightning current emanated from the hammer handle.

"Walk--!"

Thor leaped out of his room window and landed on the Asgardian buildings outside.

With swift footsteps, his figure rushed towards the battlefield ahead, where Odin, his father, seemed to be leading the Asgardian army to block the dark elves' attack.

......

Rumble—!

The sound of explosions continued to ring out.

Now, inside Asgard, in Frigga's room.

Upon hearing the enormous explosions, hearing the artillery fire, and seeing the dazzling flashes of light, Frigga got up, went to the window, and saw the war scene outside.

"Dark elves, it really is them... This smell, there's no mistaking it! Exactly the same as that bloody war a thousand years ago, this dark, chilling scent..."

Frigga murmured to herself.

Next, Frigga's beautiful eyes swept over Jane Foster, who was still fast asleep on the soft couch.

"The Aether is a sacred object of the Dark Elves. Now that the Aether has reappeared, they will do everything in their power to take it back."

"And they will never give up until they get it..."

Frigga's eyes showed worry, but before she could finish speaking, suddenly...

A loud "bang!"

The room door was suddenly flung open, and several bloodthirsty, cruel, and reckless figures rushed in.

And he was carrying some weapons that he had picked up from who-knows-where.

Upon seeing Frigga in the room, they were taken aback, and then it seemed that someone recognized Frigga's identity.

Then, his eyes sparkled with excitement and a thirsty smile, and he said excitedly.

"It's Frigga! She's the Queen of Asgard, Odin's wife! I never imagined we'd find this place!"

"Hehe! Seize her, strip her of her golden robe, and in front of everyone, how can she maintain her queenly airs!"

"Odin has imprisoned me for two hundred years, and today he'll get his revenge on his wife. I'll show the entire Asgard what it's like to see their queen crawling on the ground like a dog..."

"When Thor threw me into the dungeon with his own hands, did he ever imagine that his mother would one day fall into our hands?"

"That old Odin is probably out there directing the battle right now."

"When he returns and sees his queen hanging naked on the city wall, that'll be quite a sight, hahaha..."

"These beasts..."

Hearing their filthy and vulgar words, their barbaric talk, and their malevolent, hungry gazes—it was unbearable.

A flicker of shame and anger flashed in Frigga's eyes.

Now that Odin and Thor are not by his side, they should have already led the Asgardian guards to fight against the dark elf fleet that is attacking.

However, as the Queen of Asgard, a queen skilled in Asgardian magic, she wasn't necessarily afraid of these guys.

However... the only thing I'm a little worried about is that I also need to take care of the safety of the child next to me named "Jane Foster".

Because she is currently still asleep inside the tranquility-type celestial magic shield she cast, she has not woken up and has no ability to resist.

These escaped prisoners are ruthless and vicious; who knows what they might do? I need to protect this child.

Then, suddenly, behind these prisoners who had escaped from the dungeon, there was a series of heavy footsteps, thump, thump, thump...

A tall, imposing figure emerged from behind the crowd, his skin cracked and cracked, with flames leaping within it like ashes.

Bare-chested, with bulging muscles.

He was almost twice as tall as the other prisoners around him.

His body was covered in bulging muscles, with dark red lines running from his neck down to his arms and chest.

Its eyes were two burning, dark red holes, and it spewed out scalding white smoke from its mouth.

Now that they've come in, their gazes aren't fixed on Frigga like the other prisoners do.

Instead, his eyes were fixed on Jane Foster, who was fast asleep on the soft couch in front of him.

His eyes gleamed with a passionate and excited light.

Upon seeing the towering flames and the fading figure before them, they sensed the aura emanating from the other party.

Frigga's beautiful eyes suddenly changed, revealing a look of horror.

"This is... a cursed warrior from the Dark Elf race?! How could they... actually create such a terrifying monster?!"

Frigga spoke in a trembling voice, a hint of fear flashing in her eyes, and she couldn't help but subconsciously take a half step back.

Chapter 125 Hero Saves the Beauty? A Shining Entrance of the Motherland!

The Cursed Warrior is the most powerful warrior of the Dark Elf race, or rather... the most powerful monster!

It is the dark elves who use a certain secret technique to sacrifice themselves to dark magic, burning their life force to gain unparalleled power.

It will never fall until its life is completely burned out, and its injuries will heal quickly.

Frigga clearly knew how terrifying the Dark Elf race, these creatures known as "Cursed Warriors," were.

Therefore, her beautiful eyes looked as if she were facing a formidable enemy.

At this moment, the cursed warriors on the other side had already stepped forward.

And he ignored everyone else around him, including Frigga, throughout the entire process.

Instead, his eyes remained fixed on Jane Foster, who was fast asleep on the soft couch.

This place held a particularly irresistible attraction for him.

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"No! We must not let him get near the child."

Frigga's expression darkened.

Clearly, this guy came prepared with a clear objective. He was immediately drawn to Jane Foster upon arrival, and must have sensed something.

There are still ether particles inside this child's body. If he takes the child away and the dark elves regain the ether particles,

In the future, the Nine Realms will once again be plunged into an eternal darkness, and at that time... it will be another great calamity that endangers the Nine Realms.

Just then, the prisoners who had broken in were brandishing their weapons and yelling.

He charged toward Frigga with an air of arrogance.

And his eyes gleamed with cruelty and murderous intent.

"Grab Frigga!"

"To avenge Odin, for revenge..."

Seeing them rushing towards her, Frigga's expression turned serious. She immediately flipped her wrist, her five fingers grabbing at the air, casting a Celestial Magic spell.

Several golden runes appeared out of thin air where his fingertips brushed.

After hovering briefly in the air, the rune shot like a flying knife towards several dungeon prisoners rushing towards them.

It exploded instantly upon hitting the prisoner, followed by several piercing screams.

Several dungeon prisoners were knocked to the ground by Frigga's magical attack.

Furthermore, the wound was mangled and bloody, clearly indicating that it had been severely damaged by the magic of the Celestial Palace.

Meanwhile, several dungeon prisoners rushed forward, brandishing swords, axes, and blades, and attacked Frigga.

Frigga moved nimbly, seemingly retreating, but actually taking a half step forward.

Using nimble footwork and agility, he dodged several arrogant dungeon prisoners who were brandishing their weapons and attacking him.

Their weapons slammed and hacked at the walls beside them, but they didn't hurt themselves in the slightest.

Immediately afterwards, Frigga brushed past a huge axe that was slashing towards her, twisting her waist.

As he turned to the side, his right hand rose, and his five fingers quickly drew a palm-sized golden rune in the air.

The rune had barely taken shape when it was slapped into the chest of a dungeon prisoner.

Fu Wenhua formed a beam of light that climbed up the other person's limbs and torso, wrapping around his arms like vines before tightening it.

He was instantly strangled and fell backward, knocking over several other dungeon prisoners who were about to rush up behind him.

A series of wails and screams echoed from inside the room.

Clearly, these dungeon prisoners had tasted the bitterness of Frigga's Asgardian magic.

Unexpectedly, this Mother of Asgard, the Queen of Asgard, is so skilled in magic.

They knocked them all to the ground.

But before Frigga could catch her breath, she suddenly noticed the person next to her who was oblivious to the fighting and the commotion.

With only one destination in mind, he strode towards the soft couch where Jane Foster was sleeping.

And they will be there soon.

Frigga's expression changed drastically; she knew she absolutely must not let this guy get close to Jane Foster.

Otherwise, this child would definitely die!

Then, with swift footsteps, his figure seemed to transform into a gust of wind, quickly arriving at the soft couch.

He stood in front of the cursed warrior, protecting the sleeping Jane Foster behind him.

Seeing Frigga blocking his way, he saw the two empty, burning eyes of the cursed warrior opposite him.

A savage, ruthless, and bloodthirsty glint flashed in his eyes, and he immediately opened a large hand to cover Frigga.

Frigga stood in front of the slumber, her hands forming a hand seal in front of her chest, and a thick golden light barrier rose from the ground.

The runes on the light wall spun rapidly, layer upon layer.

Next, the Cursed Warrior slammed his burning arm against the light barrier, and the barrier trembled violently.

A gash was quickly smashed open, and rune fragments scattered like shards of glass.

Frigga waved her slender hand, a sharp light flashing within it, forming a cold, menacing aura.

It left a golden arc in the air, piercing towards the Cursed Warrior's chest.

However, when the impact hit the Cursed Warrior's chest area, it was blocked and could not advance any further.

The magic of Asgard was completely unable to break through the Cursed Warrior's defenses!

Next, the cursed warrior in front of him took a step forward and swept his right arm across.

Because the two were too close, Frigga had no time to dodge and could only concentrate her magic on the outside of her right arm to form a miniature shield to protect herself.

However, when the opponent's arm slammed into the shield, the shield was instantly torn to shreds like paper, and the remaining force swept solidly across Frigga's shoulder.

Frigga was swept away by the blow, her body tumbling halfway through the air before crashing to the ground in front of her.

There were already several dungeon prisoners there who had just broken free from Frigga's magical shackles and regained their freedom.

Struggling to his feet, a ruthless glint flashed in his eyes. He was waiting for Frigga to fall so he could unleash a massacre and tear the queen to pieces.

Just then, as they were about to make their move.

Suddenly, boom—!

A dazzling crimson beam of light flashed by suddenly and disappeared in an instant.

"Hmm...?"

The dungeon prisoners stood frozen in place, staring incredulously at their waists.

It was slowly shifting, as if there were cuts, and some people even touched their waists in disbelief.

The line of blood was still rapidly expanding.