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[Frog] Chapter 282: Encounter with Star-Lord
🕑 Added 2025-01-08 03:45:33 +0000 UTCOn the barren, desolate horizon of Svartalfheim, a ship slowly rose into the sky. As Alan departed, the corpses of the Dark Elves were buried under yellowish sand. If nothing unexpected happened, this place would once again fall into an eternal silence.
The death of Malekith had rewritten the fates of both Asgard and Earth. Alan handed the fragment of the Aether to the Red Queen, who calculated and pinpointed a set of cosmic coordinates.
“Jane Foster’s last known location is here,” Red Queen said, pointing to a mark on the holographic projection. It was far from Svartalfheim and even outside the Nine Realms.
“Why would she go that far? An ordinary human couldn’t possibly travel such distances in space unless Jane Foster used Asgard’s Bifrost,” Alan speculated.
The mystery deepened. Even Alan could only come up with a few possible explanations. Jane could have left Svartalfheim in one of three ways: using the Bifrost, being taken by Thor, or being abducted by an unknown ship or individual.
Alan laid out these possibilities, but neither Red Queen nor Gwen could determine the exact answer. Finally, Alan decided, “Let’s head to the coordinates first. If Jane’s not there, we’ll reassess.”
Red Queen piloted the ship as a dazzling array of cosmic lights illuminated the cabin, leaving Gwen and Wanda awestruck.
Suddenly, a streak of green light flashed across their view at incredible speed, heading toward a nearby planet. Alan was startled, thinking, Why doesn’t space have traffic rules? What if it crashed into us?
The planet beneath the mysterious ship appeared as barren as Svartalfheim but had vastly different geological features.
Alan instructed Red Queen to move closer to investigate. Just as they approached, the mysterious ship plunged into the planet’s atmosphere and vanished as though it were trying to avoid detection.
“What the heck? Why is it in such a hurry?” Alan muttered, deciding to follow it.
As their ship entered the atmosphere, it accelerated due to gravity. Alan gazed at the planet’s surface, which resembled the aftermath of a catastrophic world war.
Ruins were scattered everywhere. Dark clouds stretched from the sky to the ground, creating a fog-like haze. Intricately carved columns hinted at the planet’s former glory and prosperity.
The traces of destruction revealed that this planet had been obliterated in an instant, like an anthill crushed under a giant’s foot. The catastrophic damage had left its ecosystem irreparably ruined.
Hovering midair, Red Queen scanned the planet, finding no intelligent life—only basic insects and wild animals.
“Is there anything special about this planet? Why did that ship land here?” Gwen asked, puzzled.
The ship landed, and Alan’s group disembarked. As he took in the ruins around him, a sudden realization struck him.
“Morag! This is Morag! And the guy who just landed—it’s Star-Lord!” Alan exclaimed excitedly.
Judging by the current situation, Star-Lord must have come to retrieve the Orb. But Star-Lord had no idea that the Orb contained the Power Stone, which was responsible for the catastrophic destruction that had wiped out Morag’s civilization.
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