The perspective returns to the frontal battlefield.

The Dark Elves had already been defeated. They were already defeated and scattered in all directions, trying to get away from the terrifying demon.

Malekith sensed that the gap was too big. When he turned around to escape, he did not expect to bump into a hard black object. He staggered back two steps, lost his balance, and fell to the ground.

"Damn it, who dares to stop me"

When he raised his head and was about to berate him, he realized that it was the demon-like man who was blocking his way.

Malekith’s face was pale and he looked at this man in horror. The scolding and anger that had originally been on the tip of his tongue were forcefully swallowed into his stomach and turned into a chill that could not be stopped.

Just a second ago, this guy was still a thousand meters away, but in the next second, he suddenly appeared in front of him. His speed was so fast that people could not help but feel puzzled. Could it be that what they saw before was all an illusion?

That sudden horror and fear was like you playing with your phone during class. At first, you saw the teacher at the podium, but after a glance, the teacher was already standing in front of you. He looked at you silently with his ice-cold eyes.

Soon, fear spread all over the body.

Unable to suppress the trembling feeling, making him unable to use any strength, he could only be like a lowly maggot wriggling, slowly rubbing on the ground, wanting to stay away from this horrible man.

Seeing Malekith’s performance, Zaraki Kenpachi was disappointed. He did not even have the desire to talk to him. It was not worth any nonsense to say such a timid fighter.

Kill early.

Although his heart was not very willing to let this disgusting guy tarnish Nozarashi, but the light and slow situation of things was still clear to Zaraki Kenpachi.

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The black hair that was tied up like sea urchins, the small golden bell hanging, accompanied by the movement, made a pleasant sound.

The sharp blade was incomplete and seemed to be a serrated long sword, who was casually dragged on the ground by Zaraki Kenpachi, and there was a spark in the place where he passed, making a harsh metal friction sound.

Listen carefully.

It was the Death Knell.

"No."

Malekith wanted to beg for mercy, but his throat seemed to be stuffed. All the energy in his body was sucked out and he fell to the ground like a pool of mud. He stared at the eyes full of fear. His pupils were gradually enlarging.

"I’m not.."

Before Malekith finished his words, the bloody cold light bloomed from his neck, and the next moment, his head fell to the ground, and the blood sprayed like a fountain.

Clang~

Zaraki Kenpachi lightly swung the blood stains on his blade, shook his head in disappointment, and put the Zanpakutō back into his waist.

Originally, he thought that it would be a bloody battle to his heart’s content, a fierce battle. As a result, he did not expect that it was only to this extent that he did not even have a little sense of satisfaction.

It was simply too bad!

"Cut... should not have come."

Zaraki Kenpachi held his neck and glanced at the body disdainfully and murmured, "There is no sense of satisfaction at all. Why don’t we go back and find Frank and vent our excess energy?"

Poor Frank.

He suddenly shivered on Earth. An ominous premonition welled up in his heart. The wound on sword’s chest was faintly painful, as if it was foretelling something.

Thor and Loki, who rushed over, saw the completely dead Malekith and immediately breathed a sigh of relief. At the same time, there was a hint of admiration and fear for this arrogant man in front of them.

With his own strength, he was able to defeat tens of thousands of troops.

Throughout the entire Asgard, there were probably not many people like this, just like the heroes depicted in legends.

"We... won!!!"

Thor raised his hammer high and issued a declaration of victory, spreading throughout the entire Asgarda Army.

"Ow -!"

"We won! We won!"

"Long live Asgarda!"

Thor stood on the highest mountain, his king-like posture and declaration instantly set off the atmosphere of the entire army, and the shouts of the mountains and seas were deafening.

Although the process was a bit difficult, the one who won in the end was still the invincible Asgard!

Everyone was immersed in victory, but Loki walked to the side of the corpse and squatted down to carefully examine it.

"Wait. Something seems to be wrong!"

Loki stared at the dead body and looked up at the sky. His face gradually became pale.

"It’s not over yet"

A sharp howl suddenly interrupted everyone’s celebration. Loki raised his hand in horror and pointed at the sky of the dark world with a trembling finger.

People looked in the direction of the finger.

The large, rusty red eye did not disappear because of Malekith’s death. Instead, it became even larger. One could even vaguely see some uneven mountain lines and flowing giant storm eyes.

The planet was approaching!

And it seemed to be changing from hollow’s ethereal form to a substance that existed in the real universe.

This meant that.

Everything was not over yet. It was just the beginning.

"Why? Didn’t we already kill Malekith and stop his magic?" Thor looked at Loki in confusion, trying to find an answer.

"We were all fooled by him!"

Loki bit his lip tightly, letting the blood overflow his mouth, lowered his head and said bitterly: "Jane Foster, who masters the ’Akasha Records’, hasn’t appeared since the beginning of the war!"

"Jane. I always thought that she was here!" Thor’s face changed greatly. He slapped himself in the face, angry that he was blinded by hatred and forgot the most important person.

"But, what is the purpose of Malekithdoing this?" Sif expressed that she did not understand. Could it be that he was voluntarily courting death?

"I’m afraid that he did it on purpose."

Kyouraku Shunsui narrowed his eyes and said lightly, "He is provoking us directly and attracting our attention. I guarantee that the plan will not be disturbed."

"No, it doesn’t make sense!"

Loki shook his head and gnashed his teeth. "I know Malekith’s character. He is not the kind of person who can give up his life for a plan."

"Then if..."

Kyouraku Shunsui rubbed his stubble-covered chin, took a meaningful look at the corpse, and said, "The Malekith who died here is not the one we knew... Where is Malekith?"

When these words came out, it was like a clap of thunder on the ground.

Thor and Loki were shocked at the same time, and then their faces were full of horror, as if they had thought of a terrifying possibility.

"According to the information I know."

Kyouraku Shunsui pressed the conical hat with one hand, and a faint cold light appeared in his eyes. "Algrim, the one who fought against Zaraki Captain, seemed to have died in Asgarda, in the future, Mr. Thor, right?"

"Yes. It is like this."

Thor and Loki trembled for a moment, and their faces turned increasingly ugly.

"Then, things will be simple."

Kyouraku Shunsui instantly figured out the ins and outs of the situation. He shook his head with his hands spread out and sighed, "We have all been fooled by Malekith. That guy was not here at all from the beginning."

"Just like the dark elves who came back from the dead, and Algrim, they are just a group of ghosts from the past."

"The Malekith we know is not here from the beginning."

Rumble -

As if confirming his words, the entire Dark World shook violently. The vast and boundless starry sky seemed to have been torn into countless pieces by a large hand. A giant rusty red celestial body was appearing at an extremely slow speed.

But what was even more terrifying was that Thor discovered that the position of the stars in the universe was pulled by a huge gravitational pull and arranged into a certain unknown and mysterious shape.

The stars had returned to their positions!