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Seeing Mordo suffer a setback, Wang, who was initially depressed because of the death of the company, instantly brightened up.

"Senior Brother, what are you standing there for? Didn't you say you wanted to personally test the power of Little Star-Lord's magical artifact?"

Wang crossed his arms and sarcastically stirred up trouble from the side.

Upon hearing this, Mordo was completely taken aback, his face twitching uncontrollably.

What kind of test is this?!

Are you blind, Wang?

This is Heimdall's protective sword!

Aside from the abnormal magical artifacts in Lin Jie's possession, who in the entire Kamar-Taj could withstand a single blow from this sword?

This isn't a sword test, it's a test of whether my life is tough enough!

Mordo took a deep breath, forcibly suppressing the panic in his heart, and looked at Lin Jie seriously: "To be honest, Lin Jie, you just helped Little Star-Lord by channeling your own magical energy. Strictly speaking, this can't be considered a weapon he summoned himself."

Lin Jie raised an eyebrow and countered, "But Senior Brother, look closely. This sword is currently in Little Star-Lord's hand, and there's not a single sign of rejection. Doesn't that mean the magical artifact has already recognized its master?"

Modu: "..."

Beast!

Modu was cursing inwardly, but outwardly he had to pretend to be calm.

"If you insist on explaining it that way... well, it's not impossible."

Modu stammered and couldn't find a reason to refute him.

Essentially, regardless of whether there is external interference in the summoning process, as long as the top-tier magical artifact does not reject the person wielding the sword, the recognition of its master is considered successful.

But what Mordo is struggling with now is not whether or not to acknowledge the sword as his master, but that he really can't defeat this sword!

The dignified senior disciple of Kamar-Taj can't even beat Lin Jie, let alone Lin Jie's six-year-old apprentice who has only been with him for two weeks?

If word gets out, how will Modu lead the team in the future!

However, having learned his lesson countless times, Modu is no longer the stubborn fool who was willing to suffer for the sake of saving face.

A wise person knows when to yield; one must know when to back down.

"Ahem, junior brother, I just remembered I have to patrol the barrier today. As for the sword test, we'll talk about it next time! We'll discuss it then!"

With those words, Mordo tossed his mage robe aside, turned, and walked away faster than a rabbit.

Even when Wang shouted at him from behind, he pretended not to hear.

"That old guy, he's all talk and no action. He was traumatized by your Eternal Spear back then, and now he gets weak in the knees at the sight of any artifact." Wang watched Mordo's retreating figure and mocked him mercilessly.

Lin Jie ignored Wang's complaints and instead pointed at the dark gold greatsword in Little Star-Lord's hand, asking in confusion, "Senior Brother Wang, what's the background of this sword? I think Senior Brother seems quite afraid of it."

Ever since the sword emerged from the magic circle, Lin Jie felt it looked familiar, but he couldn't quite place where he had seen it before.

Wang glanced at Lin Jie and asked in a strange tone, "Junior Brother, do you really think this looks familiar? Then imagine the person holding the sword as a tall, black man in golden armor with glowing eyes. Doesn't this sword look like the key to the Rainbow Bridge?"

A tall Black man? The Rainbow Bridge?

The image of Heimdall instantly flashed into Lin Jie's mind.

What the hell!

Lin Jie slapped his thigh. This was none other than Heimdall's giant sword stuck in the control panel!

Seeing Lin Jie's suddenly enlightened expression, Wang sighed helplessly, "Junior brother, to be honest, it's one thing for you to practice magic and find all sorts of ways to trick Asgard every day. But now your disciple is choosing a magical artifact and actually stole the key to the Rainbow Bridge?"

"You've essentially stolen the key to Odin's house! I wonder what kind of interesting expression Odin will have when he finds the door locked."

Wang was truly impressed by this master and apprentice pair.

Lin Jie had previously complained that Thanos's throne was too stupid and told Star-Lord to find another place to fleece.

But Star-Lord, instead of going after anyone else, went straight for Asgard!

What did Asgard do to deserve this? Did Kamar-Taj desecrate their ancestral graves?

Wang Yue found it increasingly absurd and half-jokingly remarked, "I really can't think of anything good in Asgard that you two could be eyeing. Why don't you just have your apprentice consider bringing over the golden chair Odin sits on too!"

Wang's words were purely a casual remark.

But no sooner had he finished speaking than...

Little Star-Lord, who had been obediently holding his sword, suddenly looked up, his big eyes blinking as he looked at Lin Jie.

"Master, what is a golden chair?" the little guy asked in his childish voice.

Lin Jie stroked his chin and explained seriously, "It's the chair that Odin, the king of the gods, usually sits in during meetings in the very center of Asgard. It's made of pure gold, very grand."

Little Star-Lord's eyes lit up: "Master, isn't this golden chair more comfortable than the stone chair we stole yesterday?"

Lin Jie thought about it seriously: "Gold is definitely softer than stone, and it can be sold for money. I think it's a good idea."

king:"……"

Listening to the question-and-answer conversation between the master and apprentice, Wang froze completely.

No!

Lin Jie, wake up!

I'm really just joking!

Why are you two having such a serious discussion?!

Are you really planning to steal Odin's throne too?!

"Come on, apprentice, let's go back to the dorm and study the structure of the Golden Chair properly." Lin Jie patted Little Star-Lord's head, and the two figures, one big and one small, slowly walked towards the dorm.

Wang stood there completely bewildered in the wind, but after regaining his senses, he quickly took off after him.

"Junior brother! You mustn't! Old man Odin will go mad!"

……

Meanwhile, in Asgard, far away on the other side of the starry sky.

Inside the magnificent, golden palace hall.

Odin was sitting on his golden chair, one hand on his forehead, looking extremely depressed.

I can't live like this anymore!

The second son, Luo Ji, was imprisoned in the dungeon for rebelling, and things hadn't even calmed down for a few days.

The eldest son, Thor, was banished to the desolate lands in a fit of rage after he led the destruction of half of the Immortal Palace while wearing Lin Jie's tattered armor.

Before Hela even came out to cause trouble, Asgard itself was already in complete chaos.

Odin felt utterly exhausted, his single eye filled with weariness.

Below the main hall, the three warriors of the Celestial Palace stood ramrod straight. Seeing the God-King's worried expression, the three didn't even dare to breathe loudly.

After a long while, Odin slowly raised his head, breaking the deathly silence.

"Thor has gone to the wilderness," Odin said, his voice hoarse.

The three warriors perked up and turned their gazes toward the God King.

Odin continued, "The three of you, immediately go to the Wildlands to oversee Thor. If he fails to subdue the beasts and complete the trial, he shall not be allowed to set foot back in Asgard."

Ostensibly there for oversight, the Warriors Three knew exactly what was going on. Odin was just worried about his eldest son, Thor, and fearing he'd suffer in the Wildlands, so he sent the three of them as bodyguards and assistants. The old father was just being stubborn and suffering for the sake of saving face.

"Yes, Your Majesty!"

The three warriors immediately knelt on one knee to accept the order and were about to turn around and set off.

Just then, a heavy and stern voice suddenly came from the entrance of the main hall.

"I'm afraid they can't go to the wilderness now."

Everyone turned around and looked.

The visitor was none other than Heimdall, the gatekeeper who monitored the Nine Realms around the clock.

At this moment, Heimdall's face was ashen, and his golden eyes, which could see through the universe, burned with raging anger.

He strode to the center of the hall, even his bowing movements were somewhat stiff.

"Heimdall, what do you mean by that?"

Odin frowned and asked, puzzled.

Heimdall took a deep breath and, gritting his teeth, reported the truth: "King, my Guardian Sword... has been stolen by the people of Kamar-Taj."

Odin: "..."

God!

Kamar-Taj! It's Kamar-Taj again!

Odin trembled with rage and slammed his hand on the armrest of the golden chair.

You bunch of mages are going too far!

Stealing weapons and mounts is one thing, but now they've even stolen the key to my front door?!

Do they really think Asgard is a public toilet, coming and going as they please?!

"God-King!" Heimdall knelt down with a thud, clasping his hands in a fist salute, his voice trembling slightly with rage. "Your subordinate humbly begs Your Majesty's permission! Allow me to personally lead my troops to Kamar-Taj on Earth! I must reclaim my sword with my own hands!"

The sword of protection is his lifeblood; as long as the sword is there, he is there!

"allow!"

Odin, enraged, roared without hesitation, "Heimdall! I command you now to go to Kamar-Taj and retrieve the sword! And teach these bandits a lesson while you're at it!"

With permission from the King of Gods, Heimdall kowtowed deeply.

"Yes, sir!"

After receiving his orders, Heimdall remained kneeling on the spot, motionless.

An eerie silence fell over the main hall.

Odin waited for about ten seconds, and seeing Heimdall still standing there, he couldn't help but urge, "Heimdall, what are you still kneeling here for? Time is of the essence, why aren't you setting off?!"

Heimdall slowly raised his head, his face full of frustration, and his eyes were even a little moist.

"God-King..." Heimdall's voice choked with emotion, almost crying out, "Without the sword... I can't open the Rainbow Bridge, I can't leave the house!!!"