At the borders of Asgard—
Right where the Tenth Realm connected.
The shattered Eternal Spear still stood planted on the Rainbow Bridge, radiating immense power.
From here, one could clearly see the colossal Rainbow Bridge piercing through the Tenth Realm.
Malekith and the cursed warrior Algrim, who were about to leave, stopped in their tracks.
"The Tenth Realm? In Bor's era, there was no such division."
Malekith's sinister gaze locked on the bridge, greed flashing in his eyes.
"My lord… should we really enter? One of Asgard's prisoners warned me not to go into the Tenth Realm. Said there was something terrifying inside. Perhaps we should conquer Asgard first and then send someone here later."
Algrim hesitated. He remembered Loki's cryptic warning—that the Tenth Realm held something untouchable.
Malekith sneered. "Loki said not to enter? Pathetic. With this bridge, we can unite the World Tree's domains with ease. You fear bugs, Algrim?"
But before they could proceed, a roar shattered the air.
"Roooaaaar!"
A frost dragon, guardian of the Tenth Realm, swooped down with thunderous wings. Behind it came frost beasts, guardians appointed by Saitama himself.
"Pathetic creatures." Malekith scoffed, a green spear manifesting in his hand, golden arrows forming in midair.
The dark elves had once ruled the cosmos. Their sorcery and long-range weapons were feared even by gods.
Arrows blazed gold—yet suddenly froze.
A bald figure stood there.
Saitama pinched the lead arrow between two fingers, snapping it with a faint crack.
The shockwave alone pulverized asteroids for kilometers around.
Malekith's mocking grin faltered. For the first time, he felt fear deeper than in the war against Bor.
"You stay here," Saitama muttered, setting Loki aside. Blue-white arcs flickered under his feet as he strode forward.
"I'll give you one chance. Surrender."
His calm voice carried infinite weight.
"Surrender?" Malekith froze, then burst out laughing. "Bor never dared speak to me that way! I am Malekith, ruler of the dark elves, master of the cosmos!"
He waved a hand. The massive black starship loomed from warped space.
"Kill him, Algrim!"
The cursed warrior roared, charging with speed that blurred into shadow. His fist struck Saitama like a mountain's wrath.
The ground split for hundreds of meters—
But Saitama stood still. Unharmed.
Algrim gaped.
Saitama tilted his head. "Yeah. Pretty strong." He clenched a fist. "But I'll need to get a little serious. About one percent."
"One… percent?"
Algrim's face twisted in fury. He unleashed a storm of blows, enough to batter Thor into the ground, enough to level kingdoms.
For minutes, the battlefield howled like a hurricane.
When the dust settled, Algrim's armor was shattered, fists bleeding, chest heaving—yet Saitama hadn't moved an inch.
"…Enough?"
Malekith's eyes widened.
Saitama's expression hardened.
"You've had your turn."
He grabbed Algrim's head in both hands.
"Regular Headbutt!"
With a deafening crack, his shining bald head smashed forward.
(End of Chapter)
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