Superman

The Rainbow Bridge was Asgard's passage to all sectors, and the most powerful strategic weapon.

It relied on the massive World Tree, extracting a constant stream of void energy to form a complete circulation system, and was usually left to Heimdall to look after and guard.

Such a magnificent project took a hundred years to complete.

The dwarves of Nidavi, and the skilled craftsmen of the Asa clan joined forces to create this masterpiece.

It was both a shield that Asgard used for defense and a spear to spread its attacks.

How important it was, it went without saying.

Luke hadn't thought about it from the start and went straight at it with Odin.

Two Heavenly Fathers at the top of their game, clashing forcefully, there was no way to tell the winner in a short time.

Their physical, mental and vitality abilities were already so far beyond the ordinary that it was hard to fathom.

For one side to kill the other, both would need to pay a great price.

So, instead of spending time with Odin.

Destroying the Rainbow Bridge that could threaten the Earth as soon as possible was the first priority.

A false shot successfully distracted Odin's attention.

Luke swung his fist and blasted down.

The Rainbow Bridge itself is incredibly sturdy and hard to shake.

In the cinematic universe, Thor was trying to stop Loki from destroying Jotunheim and exterminating the Frost Giants.

He used Myriad Neil to continuously smash down, and it took all his strength to detonate and blow up the Rainbow Bridge, which was releasing terrifying energy.

But in the face of Superman's iron fist, not to mention the Rainbow Bridge, even the giant floating island carrying Asgard seemed unable to carry the violent impact of this powerful force.

"Stop!"

Meanwhile, Odin sensed Luke's true intentions and raged loudly.

He pulled on the reins and urged the eight-legged divine horse on his hip.

The Sleipnir that stepped on the thunderbolt was like a bolt of lightning that swept across the dark sky.

In just a breath of time, he burst in front of Luke.

Gungnir drew a fierce trajectory, pointing straight at the Supreme Mage!

Yet.

It was still too late.

Ka-ching!

The terrifying force wrapped around the fist blasted unreservedly onto the Rainbow Bridge.

The gigantic bridge that lay across Asgard, connecting the Immortal Palace to the World Tree.

Like an exquisite and fragile piece of porcelain, it blossomed with a hideous crack that was shocking to the eye.

The energy surging within the Rainbow Bridge seemed to have found a breakthrough.

The brilliant torrent lost control and erupted!

The wide bridge that accommodated several carriages traveling side by side crumbled from the middle, and translucent fragments splattered everywhere.

The astronomical observatory that served as the hub was instantly submerged by a cloud of intense light, falling into an endless vortex of emptiness.

The aftermath sent up a circle of powerful waves that shook the entire Asgard.

Quickly assembling the Immortal Palace guards, they witnessed the scene.

The energy aftershocks curled the air currents, creating whirlpools.

On the calm surface of the sea, the waves violently rose.

It was like a white wall separating heaven and earth, pushing towards the Immortal Palace.

Despair!

The Xian Palace guards lost their will to fight!

Looking at the astonishing wave that was about to smash Asgard to pieces, everyone rose with irresistible pessimism.

Dang!

Gungnir sliced through the air, not hitting Luke.

A bright silver light stretched out from his hand and turned into a sword, swinging away Odin's inevitable gun.

The tenth metal on the next set was completely undeterred by Gungnir's peerless edge.

Guns and swords collided, sending out ear-splitting sound waves that shattered the large waves they created.

The explosive impact of the Rainbow Bridge was seen to trigger a landslide and tsunami.

Odin's eyes swirled with resentment, rode the eight-legged divine horse, and turned his direction.

The Rune of Luun triggered thunder, rubbing the atmosphere and creating heat.

In a few breaths of time, the white wall formed by the giant wave evaporated cleanly, and a large cloud of smoke rose up to diffuse.

Seeing the God King strike, the Immortal Palace guards swept away the despair in their eyes and cheered enthusiastically.

But there was no joy on Odin's face, on the contrary, he had been furious to the extreme, killing intent in full force, completely throwing off the layers of Vysandi and Guichi.

Losing the Rainbow Bridge, Asgard in a short period of time, is the same as losing the only weapon to destroy the Earth.

What's more, it meant that he could only sit back and watch the serpent Kull gradually grow stronger and lead his army to kill the Immortal Palace.

"You have succeeded in bringing Earth, and Asgard with it, to the brink of extinction."

Odin's gaze locked onto the upright figure that stood in the air.

A dark red cloak, fluttering hungrily, like a banner.

"If you truly want to protect Asgard and your people, and take the blame for it at the expense of everything else."

Luke felt the intensity of Odin's buildup and climb, and thought to himself that this was probably the most dangerous opponent he had ever encountered.

"And why, kind, wise, wise God-King, would you not sacrifice your own son, Thor?"

"In the prophecy, only Thor can slay the serpent and end the final destiny of all things withering away!"

Odin was silent, Saul was the future of Asgard, how could he voluntarily bury Saul to preserve the country and its people.

If the eldest son died, then who would inherit the throne?

Rocky?

Let a Frost Giant's bloodline sully the glory of the Asa Clan!

Or is it freeing Hela?

Let a madwoman lead Asgard to its demise!

Odin smirked, putting away the excess emotion.

A beating phone call, haunting the golden armor.

Gungnir lit up with countless points of faint light, the brand of power of the Rune of Luun.

Long white hair danced wildly in the wind, and a mighty air as heavy as a mountain was emitted.

It seemed as if all living things should kneel at his feet.

The single eye that was filled with a coldness looked directly at Luke.

Odin raised Gunnir like an elderly knight who had launched a charge.

Swish!

A man and a horse, like a stream of light.

Even Luke couldn't get a good look at the fleeting Odin.

But the Deathstroke skill card incorporated into his bones, the world's keenest combat instincts, reminded him silently.

The tenth metal lay across his chest, and beneath the dark sky, golden thunder and silvery white light clashed, bursting with silent destruction.

Beneath their feet, the roaring waves of the ocean suddenly crumbled away, evaporating into a vast void.

The nearby mountain peaks, like crispy biscuits, instantly shattered and collapsed.

And then it turned into a wisp of dust and rolled up into the air.

Luke's body lost control, a sharp pain in his chest, and he flew backwards.

He smashed into the deep sea like a cannonball of stored energy.

A cold, choking, nasty feeling wracked Superman.

He was bleeding.

Gungnir's peerless blade sliced through the tenth metal, slicing through Luke's chest.

It was bone deep!

Blood spurts!

"It's been a long time since I've been...hurt."

Clear pain, reflected on a conscious level.

Luke crashed into a hard rock and finally stopped, regaining control of his body.

He looked down at his healing chest, a glimmer of excitement in his eyes.

Asgard's all-powerful Heavenly Father was truly worthy of the name.

Boom!

Tapping his toes, Luke flew upward.

The heavy pressure and currents of the deep sea caused no interference to him.

Just breaking through the surface of the sea, the peerless blade that cut off everything came straight at him.

Gungnir's Lance!

Golden thunder lingered around it, like a dazzling sun, cast straight down!

Luke didn't back away, didn't dodge.

Instead, he held the tenth metal and took the initiative to meet it.

Radiant silver light erupted with power, the space seemed to distort, the light deflected as if it had been collapsed.

The longsword swung slowly, but it stabbed Gunnar who looked like a stream of light.

The terrifying power was transmitted along the tenth metal to Luke's right hand.

The tiger's mouth crumbled, spilling a few drops of blood.

Injuries were inevitable from a Heavenly Father-level collision.

With his superhuman recovery ability, Luke was not afraid of the self-inflicted injury-for-injury style of fighting at all, instead he welcomed it immensely.

"Stubborn opponent."

Odin, who was riding on the eight-legged divine horse, put away his original contempt.

He gripped the Gungnir that knocked out and let out a mournful cry.

The supreme artifact that existed only in legends blossomed with a crack on its surface.

"The heir to the Ancient One is actually a thug who uses brute force."

Odin was somewhat distressed and stroked Gunnir.

And then, once again, he raised his lance, ready to throw it.

Thousands of Lunar runes lit up with light, overflowing with a terrifying energy.

"Hey, I've gotten a taste of His Majesty's majesty's majesty, and it's about time I gave something in return."

Luke's footing exploded with atmospheric bursts and ripples, like a supersonic aircraft that catapulted into action.

Odin reined in the reins and stepped on the lightning fire's eight feet to turn into streams of light, avoiding Superman's surprise attack.

The God King's mount, Sleipnir, swept across the dark sky like lightning.

The long sword made of the tenth metal coalesced into a radiant silver light, slicing through the dark clouds.

The violent attack missed, and where it landed, space shattered and collapsed, forming a pitch-black vortex.

Odin lamented that the young supreme mage's combat experience was lacking and inadequate.

Rashly launching his attack, he ended up capturing his true intentions and losing the lead once again.

Asgard's God King sneered, and Gunnar's gunblade reflected cold light, silently invisible in the void.

Next moment!

The golden stream of light penetrates Luke's body!

Boo.

Didn't bring out a bunch of bright snowflakes, as if to burst a bubble.

The Shape of Ekorn with a false sense of reality!

"Careless!"

Odin felt bad.

From the beginning Luke was fighting with his fists, with his longsword.

It made him completely ignore the obvious fact that his opponent was a supreme mage.

The God King raised his reins, and the eight-legged divine horse hissed.

It was about to turn into lightning again and escape.

"This sword! It is my gift to His Divine Majesty!"

Luke's form manifested, appearing abruptly in front of Odin's face.

The tenth metal slashed straight down, and the bright silver light reflected in Odin's one eye, fear rising within him.

He hurriedly swept backwards, a cloud of blood spilling out onto his pale face.

Odin's mount, the eight-legged divine Sleipnir, was split in half and crashed to the sea below.

In a few moments, it was eaten clean by the sea beast that smelled of blood.

"You dare to kill my horse?"

Odin wiped the blood from his face and touched the deep marks on the chest of his golden armor.

It had also been a long, long time since he had experienced such a life-threatening choking sensation.