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Heimdall's face turned bright red, and his golden eyes stared intently at Lin Jie as if he were looking at an irreconcilable enemy.

As the guardian deity of the nine realms, he is stern and has always been the face of Asgard.

Only by maintaining absolute authority can the divine realm inspire awe in the other races of the Nine Realms.

But now, faced with his own weapon of strike, Heimdall is left with nothing but utter embarrassment.

"It seems that this guardian sword has already chosen Lin Jie as its master."

Gu Yi sat upright on the futon, shook his small fan, and revealed the secret of heaven in one sentence.

Wang and Modu stared at each other, wide-eyed.

Mordo couldn't help but step forward, pointing at the dark gold greatsword in Lin Jie's hand: "Master, this isn't right! This sword was clearly summoned by Little Star-Lord just now, so why is it suddenly recognizing Lin Jie?"

Lin Jie stroked his chin and chuckled dryly, "Maybe when I was helping Little Star-Lord summon, I casually channeled some magical energy into it. This sword probably found my energy more to its liking and switched sides."

Changing jobs?!

Wang and Modu gasped.

This isn't a job search!

One of the three great artifacts of Asgard, it can actually switch sides so easily?!

That's too casual!

After listening to Lin Jie's explanation, Gu Yi roughly understood the situation.

In the vast multiverse, no magical artifact belongs to any one person forever, unless that artifact is created by that person themselves.

The Guardian Sword was clearly not forged by Heimdall himself.

Artifacts possess a spirit, and may change masters at any time once they encounter a more powerful and compatible energy.

Now that the Guardian Sword has chosen Lin Jie, it means that it has completely submitted to the vast magical power within Lin Jie.

Even if Heimdall forcibly takes it back to Asgard today, as long as Lin Jie beckons from Earth, the sword will still fly all the way back to Earth!

simply put.

This divine key that controls the gate to the Nine Realms now truly belongs to the Lin family!

Upon realizing this, Gu Yi glanced at Heimdall, whose face was filled with indignation, and said soothingly, "Heimdall, don't get agitated. I'll take the liberty of lending you this sword through my apprentice. But you must understand that from today onwards, the Guardian Sword is no longer the private property of Asgard."

The Ancient One wasn't provoking anyone; she was simply stating a fact.

Asgard is about to face Ragnarok in a few years, and even the Spear of Eternity has run away ahead of time to find Lin Jie as its new host. It's perfectly normal for the Guardian Sword to run away with it.

"borrow?!"

Upon hearing this word, Heimdall trembled with rage, his golden armor clattering loudly.

He guarded the Rainbow Bridge for thousands of years, and this sword accompanied him for thousands of years!

Now, he actually has to borrow a key from an Earth mage to get back to his own home?!

This sense of humiliation was worse than death!

But when you're under someone's roof, you have to bow your head. Without the Guardian Sword, he couldn't even enter the gates of Asgard; he couldn't exactly sleep on the floor of Kamar-Taj every day, could he?

No matter how unwilling Heimdall was, Lin Jie still threw the dark gold greatsword in his hand over without hesitation.

"Take it, don't be shy. Remember to return it after you're done!"

Lin Jie added insult to injury with a grin.

Heimdall caught the sword.

He took several deep breaths, forcibly suppressing the anger in his heart, and glared at Lin Jie.

Heimdall then gripped his sword with both hands, preparing to communicate with Odin's power in Asgard and forcibly open the Rainbow Bridge.

hum!

The Ancient One casually made a gesture in mid-air. A massive portal, shimmering with yellow sparks, appeared directly beneath Heimdall's feet.

Heimdall's feet slipped, and he was swallowed up along with his sword.

"See the guest out." Gu Yi closed her folding fan, her tone indifferent.

……

Asgard, a magnificent and resplendent palace in the heavens.

Odin sat on his golden throne, his brow furrowed, rubbing his throbbing temple with one hand.

Below the steps, the three warriors of the Celestial Palace were like ants on a hot pan, anxiously pacing back and forth.

After most of the day had passed, Fandral, who had the most fiery temper, finally couldn't hold back any longer.

He stepped forward abruptly, knelt on one knee, and cried out, "Great Father of the Gods! Please allow me to lead my army to conquer Earth! To help Heimdall reclaim the sword! Kamar-Taj has gone too far!"

Two other warriors followed suit, their faces full of fighting spirit, as if they were about to charge straight for Earth.

Odin remained silent.

Send troops? We'll have to pay for that with our heads!

Do you really think Kamar-Taj is easy to mess with?

Putting aside how monstrous the Ancient One was, Lin Jie alone could summon Hela, the Goddess of Death, to cause trouble at any time.

If a real fight breaks out, it's hard to say whether Asgard will even survive until tomorrow!

Just when Odin was having a terrible headache.

A flash of golden light appeared in the center of the main hall.

A yellow magic circle appeared out of thin air.

Heimdall rolled out of there, covered in dust and dirt.

Although their entrance was rather undignified, Odin and the Warriors Three breathed a sigh of relief upon seeing Heimdall clutching the Guardian Sword tightly in his hand.

However, as long as the sword was retrieved, Asgard's reputation was at least preserved.

However, before he could completely exhale, he was still holding his breath.

Heimdall pushed aside the three warriors who came to help him, strode to the foot of the golden throne, his expression a mixture of grief and indignation.

"Great Father of the Gods, I have extremely important and confidential information that I must report to you privately!"

Heimdall said through gritted teeth.

Seeing Heimdall's miserable expression, as if his house had been ransacked, Odin's heart skipped a beat, and an extremely ominous premonition instantly surged through his body.

He knew that feeling all too well. Anything involving Kamar-Taj, especially Lin Jie, was never going to end well!

Odin waved his hand impatiently, signaling the Warriors Three to get lost.

Once only the two of them remained in the hall, Odin gripped the armrests of his throne, took three deep breaths, and forced himself to mentally prepare.

"Alright, everyone's gone. What bad news do you have? Just say it." Odin's voice was a little hoarse.

Heimdall fell to his knees with a thud, his eyes red-rimmed, his voice trembling violently with extreme humiliation:

"God-King! Your subordinate is incompetent! The Guardian Sword... it has completely betrayed Asgard and recognized Lin Jie as its master!"

A deathly silence fell over the main hall.

Odin: "..."

brute!

That's a fucking beast!!!

Odin felt a surge of blood rushing to his head, making him tremble with rage and almost spit out a mouthful of blood on the spot.

The Eternal Spear ran away and recognized Lin Jie as its master; he tolerated it!

After all, we can still play one more game, which is about the same.

What is the Sword of Protection?! It is the absolute lifeline controlling Asgard's external transportation hub!

Now even it has acknowledged Lin Jie as its master?!

What is this?

This means that the key to Asgard is now hanging on Kamar-Taj's belt! People can come and go as they please, and lock the door whenever they want!

What's even more infuriating is that Asgard hasn't even reached Ragnarok yet, the day when the gods will face annihilation!

How come all these national treasures seem to have conspired to line up and become lackeys for an Earth mage?!

Kamar-Taj only produced one incredibly talented prodigy, is he really worth all of you rushing around like crazy?!

Odin collapsed weakly onto his golden throne, his eyes glazed over.

Lin Jie's previous mastery of the spell to summon Hela was like a sword hanging over Asgard's head.

Now look what's happened, they've even taken away the house keys!

This is no longer Asgard! It's become Lin Jie's personal ATM and backyard!

Overwhelmed with grief and anger, Odin clutched his aching chest and let out a long, mournful sigh.

"Lin Jie! I'm totally impressed!"

"Since everything in Asgard acknowledges you as its master, how about this: I'll quit being this damned god-king!"

"Let's talk this over! You come to Asgard and become the God-King! I'll just retire honorably, okay?!"