Frigga stared blankly at the gatekeeper of Asgard who was close at hand and fell in front of her.

Blood flowed.

As a warrior in Asgard whose pure combat power is second only to Odin, no one could have imagined that Heimdall would be defeated so quickly.

Especially when he still holds that sword.

That is the key to open the Rainbow Bridge, and it is an indestructible weapon.

Heimdall once used it to follow Odin to fight in the Nine Realms, slaughtering countless enemies, but now it is stuck in the heart of its own master...

"the other."

"Ah? Bei, Your Highness Beckett, I am here!"

The other, who had recovered from the shock, hurried to Beckett, bowed and saluted, with indescribable excitement and excitement on his face.

"Celebrate."

"What?" the other looked up in confusion.

"I'll let you celebrate." Beckett's eyes fell on the other, and the cold eyes made him shiver unconsciously.

"Celebrate!"

"great--"

"Speak up, I want all of Asgard to hear."

Beckett crossed the other and kicked the dying Heimdall to Frigg's feet.

"Yes! His Royal Highness Beckett!"

After dismantling a few small items from the armor on his body and assembling them into a loudspeaker, the other took a deep breath, and his passionate voice instantly spread throughout Asgard!

"Celebrate!"

"The great son of the Titan! His Royal Highness Beckett, Lord of Chitauri, revered by all!"

"At this moment, his heroic figure will be recorded in the annals of history!"

"Heimdall, the gatekeeper of Asgard, and the guardian of the Rainbow Bridge are not all enemies of His Royal Highness Beckett!"

"Asgard will surely fall in the hands of His Royal Highness Beckett! The glory of His Highness Beckett will surely shine on the entire Nine Realms!!!"

Stepping on the passionate celebratory words of the other, the blond Beckett came to Frigga step by step: "Do you want to live? Or die?"

Frigga's complexion changed suddenly, and her figure retreated violently.

"Everyone!"

"attack!!!"

The surviving Asgardian soldiers came one after another, and the high-spirited horses neighed under the dim sky!

"To live, or to die?!"

Beckett didn't dodge or dodge, but the energy aroused by waving his hands was like a falling meteor, smashing down countless corpses and destroying the buildings of Asgard.

The wailing of the people, the falling of dead bodies.

All of this made Frigga's eyes tear open.

"No!"

"No! Beckett!!!"

"Please don't do that!"

Frigga, who was supposed to leave, never imagined that Beckett was actually planning to destroy the entire Asgard.

"Hela's life is of the same origin as Asgard. If you destroy Asgard, Hela will really die!!!"

"I know."

"So I won't destroy Asgard, but that doesn't mean I won't kill them, the Asgardians."

"Think about Frigga carefully. When the other celebrates next time, you will be the only one left in Asgard."

"Are you ready?"

Beckett grinned, with a cruel and bloodthirsty gleam in his green eyes.

"ten."

"Five." Jumping directly from ten to five, the unreasonable number changes in Beckett's mouth further oppressed Frigga's fragile psychological defense.

"three."

"one."

Beckett shook his head in disappointment: "It's time."

"Frail Asgardians, should—"

boom! ! !

Under the dim sky, a ray of colorful light descended from the sky, lying in front of Beckett.

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