Comforting a heartbroken and injured Thor, Strange hurried back to the Central Hall and took the Eye of Agamotto enshrined on the stone platform.

Then, brisk into Kama Taj's large library.

He had just caught a flash of light from Thor's words.

Odin closed the gates to Asgard and sealed off the inside and outside of Asgard, apparently foreseeing the coming crisis.

Thinking of what he saw from the illusion of time and space, Strange couldn't help but deduce that what might happen in the future was because of Asgard?

"In the name of Hoggs!"

"In the name of Aoshutu!"

"In the name of Agamodha!"

"All-Seeing Eyes!"

"Turn on!"

Holding the Eye of Agomodha, the supreme artifact, in both hands, Strange placed it in the center of his brow, chanting a lengthy incantation.

The metal shell superimposed with countless forbidden spells slowly opened like a miniature labyrinth that was heavily concealed, revealing the green gem that emitted an emerald green light.

Strange took a deep breath, and a slight ripple rippled around him.

The time rough stone instantly sank into the center of the eyebrows, as if the third eye opened and closed.

This is the "all-seeing eye"!

A super-level spell recorded in the Book of Emperor Weishan!

"Asgard!"

Strange looked pained, gritted his teeth, and struggled to hold on.

He is not a powerful being like the Ancient One, and can use the Eye of Agaroda at will.

Even with the power of Emperor Weishan, Strange still felt like he was carrying a mountain on his back.

Not only did it struggle to walk, but it was also difficult to breathe.

"The crisis is from Asgard! From Asgard! ”

Strange retraced his past, countless streamers passing by him, shattered images like floating bubbles.

He didn't dare to look at it more, for fear that he would be dragged in if he was not careful.

Thus the spirit explodes and the consciousness collapses.

Even a Supreme Mage could not have carefully traced back to every corner of history and observed every bubble fragment.

Omniscient and omnipotent, that is the supreme power that only God deserves.

Mortals who want to get involved often don't end well.

"Frost Giant......

Strange watched Odin, the god king in his prime state, riding an eight-legged god horse, in a decisive battle with Laufey, the king of the frost giants, in Norway.

The Golden Legion of Asgard is like a torrent of steel swept by a roar.

The dark blue frost giant, wielding a fierce weapon condensed by frost, rushed away.

The two sides are inseparable and inseparable.

"Not this!"

Strange continued to retrace backwards, and soon reached the point in time of the Dark Elves.

Odin, the god-king who had led Asgard against Jotunheim, was only a prince under the wing of his father, King Boer.

"Well, who is he?"

Strange narrowed his eyes.

He stood in the upper reaches of the long river of history, observing a wave thrown downstream.

At that time, the army of dark elves ravaged the Nine Realms, intending to turn the entire galaxy into chaos.

The Boer kings of Asgard joined forces to unite all forces and form an alliance of the Nine Realms to fight against Malekis.

The dark elves led by the latter are powerful and invincible, and have no opponents at all.

Malekis, who has a swollen heart, doesn't take other races seriously at all.

So, he took the huge risk of becoming a public enemy of the Nine Realms and carried out his own earth-shattering conspiracy.

That's why Asgard rose up to fight!

And the terrible war that followed!

Beside King Boer, on the left and on the right, stood two heroic and tall young men.

The one on the left, with blonde hair and a shawl, has a tough face.

Like a marble statue carved with a knife and axe, it is full of masculinity.

Vaguely, you can also see that Thor, the god of thunder, is somewhat similar to him.

The one on the right is standing on top of the serpent's head.

Black hair waist-length and armed with a war hammer.

The temperament is cold, and the eyes are cold.

"King Boer had two sons, and Odin had an older brother!"

Strange seemed to have discovered some secret, approaching him as if dragging a progress bar, controlling the Primordial Time.

The woven ring is reversed.

The history of the past suddenly stops looking back and begins to move forward.

Sure enough, the image that Strange had expected appeared.

"The king's successor was not Odin, King Boer chose his brother."

He muttered to himself.

Beads of sweat the size of beans dripped from his forehead, and his robe gradually became soaked.

The emerald green light of the time rough stone rippled layer after layer of violent ripples.

Strange seemed unaware of it, and continued to watch the scene change in the bubble.

Asgard, in Asgard.

The people of the Divine Realm gathered outside the palace to prepare for the new king.

Odin's brother, the dark-haired young man, took the scepter from his father's hand.

Wearing the golden helmet that belongs to the king and wearing the armor, he is majestic and unstoppable.

Later, Odin led Asgard to strength and became the co-master of the Nine Realms.

But he just stood in the crowd, silently watching this scene.

Strange knew this and continued to drag the progress bar.

I saw that the black-haired young man who became the king turned against his younger brother Odin.

"You can't kill me, even if you sacrifice one of your eyes, even if you get the all-powerful power of the Rune Rune!"

In the midst of the ruins, the black-haired youth fell to the ground in embarrassment, large strands of blood pouring out of his wounds.

Odin, as the victor, did not say a word, and could not see the emotions in his heart.

"I'll curse you, my stupid brother! I will take revenge on you and make Asgard bleed! ”

In the face of his brother's vicious words, Odin was expressionless.

Raise the gun of Gungnir with both hands, and without hesitation, stab it hard!

Bang!

The bubbles burst suddenly!

Strange's soul consciousness was like being swept into a turbulent river.

There was a thunderous roar in his ears, and the light and shadow in front of him kept receding until it was dark.

"Is he dead or not?"

Strange is furious, as if he were encountering a disjointed dog at the same time.

almost solved the suspense, but the plot came to an abrupt end, which was simply infuriating.

"Odin's brother, king of Asgard......"

Strange clutched his chest, calming his overloaded heart that was beating wildly, ending this historical regression.

The time primordial stone that turned into the third eye turned into a magic weapon again, and the emerald green light converged like flowing water.

Having regained some strength, Strange began to rummage through the ancient texts of Asgard.

He stayed up all night, burying his head in the vast history of trying to gain clues.

When the east is white, the sun breaks free from the horizon and shines the first rays of the morning light.

Strange rubbed his reddened eyes with a solemn expression on his face.

He discovers the history that Asgard has hidden, and he also discovers the truth that the god-king Odin has hidden.

"Serpent, Kur, god of fear!"

Strange muttered, saying the name of the taboo.