Guardian of the Divine Realm

Inside Valhalla, it was not just General Fielder—every Asgardian youth and Golden Guard wore expressions as though they had seen a ghost, staring dumbfoundedly at Kyle, who was covered in Divine Flame.

The surging Fire God Power seemed possessed, clinging to Kyle’s body with frantic infatuation. Every movement he made revealed faint streams of Divine Radiance. He stood calmly and steadily within Valhalla, his golden eyes blazing brightly. He truly resembled a genuine god!

"Me? Didn’t I already say it? I’m just a human from Earth. Though… I’m the first human to set foot in outer space and the Divine Realm."

Facing Fielder’s question, Kyle shrugged and answered in all seriousness.

"How is that possible?! How could you be only human?! How could a mere human sense…" As if he had suffered a devastating blow, Fielder stood frozen, forcing out a strained smile.

Then, as though he had remembered something, he turned his gaze urgently back to the shattered sphere cradled in the statue’s hands.

"This is bad!" Fielder’s face went pale as he said in panic, "It would have been bad enough for someone outside the Divine Realm to touch the Fire God Inheritance Point, but you even broke it!"

"This Fire God Power just loves throwing itself at me. There’s nothing I can do about it." Kyle let out a heavy sigh, patted Fielder’s shoulder, and said meaningfully, "Also, General Fielder, you gave me permission before I touched the Inheritance Point."

"H-How was I supposed to know this would happen?!" Fielder looked on the verge of tears, his expression dreadful. No matter what, he would have to bear at least half the blame.

Kyle rubbed his chin and offered a suggestion. "How about I return the divine power now?"

"The Fire God Power inheritance orb has already shattered. How are you supposed to return it?" Fielder glared at him.

Kyle continued, "Then how about we leave right away? Maybe the people outside Valhalla haven’t noticed what happened here."

"Didn’t you notice just now?! The flames shot into the sky, a divine miracle descended—how could the people outside not have noticed? Maybe even His Highness has already…"

Before Fielder could finish, the rapid hoofbeats of heavenly horses came from outside the hall. Amid the clattering of armor, a booming voice carried across the distance and rang in their ears. "By order of His Majesty the King! The one who triggered the fiery divine miracle is to proceed immediately to the Asgard Main Hall for an audience! No delays!"

"What do we do now, General Fielder?"

Only after the reporting guard had gone far away did Kyle look toward the stone-faced Fielder and seriously ask for his opinion.

"What else can we do? Go to the Asgard Main Hall and meet His Majesty Odin. At worst, I’ll be a man again in eighty years." Fielder spread his hands in despair, completely giving up on himself.

Ten minutes later, the main hall of Asgard.

Kyle and Fielder stood side by side in the center of the main chamber. Slightly ahead of them, Thor and Loki had turned sideways, both watching Kyle.

Thor wore a strange expression, while Loki’s brows were slightly furrowed. Odin, seated upon the throne, remained silent. His imposing, profound single eye carefully examined Kyle, and no one knew what he was thinking.

Kyle, whose body was entirely wreathed in uncontrollable Divine Flame, became the focus of every god’s gaze. For a moment, the magnificent golden hall fell into an eerie silence.

Fielder, who could swagger proudly throughout the Divine Realm by virtue of his position as Deputy General, did not even dare breathe loudly now. Like a child who had done something wrong, he lowered his head as cold sweat soaked the lining beneath his armor.

Taking advantage of the moment, Kyle showed no fear. He held his head high and surveyed the gods inside the hall.

Thor needed no introduction; Kyle had met him before. The one beside him should be his troublemaking younger brother, Loki.

He looked much the same as in the movies. Yet seeing him up close, that vaguely wicked smile and his sinister expression, as if he were constantly brewing a bellyful of schemes, gave Kyle an inexplicable urge to cleanse and roast him with Divine Flame.

Looking farther ahead, the one seated on the golden throne was Odin, king of the gods.

After meeting his eyes briefly, Kyle’s mind shuddered violently. He felt as though he had once again faced an invincible war god in his human body, and instinctively shifted his gaze away.

This was Odin! Though Kyle was still too far away to glimpse the other man’s Ability Card, he was utterly certain that the figure before him was Asgard’s All-Father—the strongest being he had encountered in the universe, a true divine creature standing at the pinnacle of cosmic power.

He had lived for hundreds of thousands of years, ruled the Nine Realms and established the Divine Realm. With his own divine artifact, he could unleash the Bifrost, bestow divine power and magic upon others, and do anything from heaven to earth.

If Thor was only a somewhat stronger alien at present, then Odin could truly be considered a real god!

"Is no one going to step forward and explain?" Odin spoke steadily, breaking the silence in the main hall.

With a thud, Fielder dropped to his knees in terror. "Your Majesty. It was my fault. I should not have brought this human into Valhalla without authorization, causing the incident just now."

"Hmph!"

Loki snorted coldly. His tone was calm, but killing intent lurked beneath it as he said, "Deputy General Fielder, it is not merely a matter of entering Valhalla. From the moment he set foot in the Divine Realm, he had already violated the Divine Realm Regulations! Now his crime has only grown worse. With your status, how can you possibly bear such responsibility?!"

Fielder’s face was bloodless. He could only bow his head in acknowledgment of guilt.

"Enough." Thor took a deep breath and stepped forward, blocking Fielder. He dropped to one knee and reported to Odin, "Father King. I was the one who brought Kyle into the Divine Realm, and I was the one who ordered Fielder to show Kyle around. If these are all considered mistakes, then I will bear them alone."

"You will bear them? You really know how to cause trouble. I only just spoke to you about the throne, and now you expect me to hand it over to you without worry?" Anger lay within Odin’s words. Thor clenched his teeth, silently lowered his head, and bowed.

Loki watched everything unfold, the corner of his lips curving into a faint wicked smile before it quickly vanished.

Odin stared directly at Kyle and asked imposingly, "Your name is Kyle, correct?"

"Yes, Your Majesty." Kyle gave a slight bow, showing sufficient respect without kneeling.

"I will give you a choice." Odin raised his voice, his words echoing heavily and powerfully through the hall. "From this moment onward, join the Divine Realm and become a Guardian of the Divine Realm. Remain here to guard Valhalla. Your authority will be equal to Heimdall’s, only one rank below mine and equal to Thor and Loki’s."

"Father King?!" Loki’s expression changed slightly. Just as he was about to speak, Odin raised a hand and stopped him.

Thor and Fielder raised their heads and looked at Kyle behind them, full of anticipation for his response.

Join the Divine Realm! It was the dream of countless beings across the universe! There was no reason for an ordinary person to refuse!

Unfortunately, Kyle truly was not an ordinary person…

Kyle smiled calmly and met Odin’s gaze. "My apologies, but I must refuse!"