2042 Final Hit, the Dust Settles

Malekith, who had returned home, was full of reluctance and despair at that moment.

"Why? Why didn't I even get one last chance?" he roared. The Aether surged wildly around him, kicking up a large amount of black dirt and turning the area hundreds of meters around him into darkness.

If he hadn't been in a hurry to charge out of Asgard, he wouldn't have come under fire so easily.

If he hadn't come under fire, he wouldn't have been sent flying into that temporary wormhole.

At the very least, he would have been able to make one last stand against the Earthlings' firepower.

This was a bet between whether he would destroy the Nine Realms first, or if the Earthlings would interfere with part of the outcome.

Even if the Aether only passed through Asgard, he could still severely damage or destroy most of that d*mn world. That way, at least, it wouldn't be considered a complete defeat.

He was still alive now and had the Aether, but he had no army.

Was he supposed to wait another 5,000 years to destroy the universe?

The Aether wasn't invincible. Otherwise, how could the Dark Elves have lost to Bor first, and then to Bor's grandson, Thor?

Without enough strength to protect himself, he would be surrounded and killed by the Asgardian army.

The one thing Asgard had lots of was all kinds of divine artifacts.

Odin's Gungnir spear and Thor's Mjölnir combined was enough to crush Malekith.

It was just that Odin hadn't taken action when Asgard was attacked this time. It was probably because this guy didn't have much time left.

After all, after 5,000 years, it was more than time for him to die.

Getting his revenge and fulfilling his wish – Malekith had been just one step away from such a beautiful outcome. In the end, it slipped through his fingers.

For a moment, the leader of the Dark Elves stood in place and looked up at the black dirt in the sky as all sorts of negative emotions surged.

Suddenly, there was an explosion in the distance.

Malekith turned around and saw a damaged fighter plane that had lost power and was spinning downward.

A figure in white armor continued to attack and destroy it.

Malekith's eyes turned red. It was this guy who had ambushed him and saved Thor. It turned out that he was also trapped in Svartalfheim!

Boom!

The fighter plane crashed into a slope not far away, kicking up a huge cloud of black dirt.

The white figure, however, had already jumped off the fighter plane. Silver wings unfolded on his back, and he landed unhurriedly.

"Go to hell!" An angry roar rang out behind the man.

The black and red tornado hit the white figure in the back and instantly tore him into pieces.

Then, Malekith appeared above the slope. Looking at the scattered parts, his expression was especially ugly. "B*stard, it was actually a robot."

It wasn't hard to guess why this white robot which had ambushed him earlier hadn't been able to withstand this attack.

The previous ambush had probably been the robot's strongest attack, and its broken armor proved it.

That was why it had rushed forward so recklessly to save Thor, because robots weren't afraid of death at all.

Crash!

There was the sound of sliding gravel as the hatch of the fighter plane opened, and a Dark Elf soldier stumbled out.

With his back to Malekith, he crawled for a few meters before he finally slumped on the ground and stopped moving.

Malakis's expression was cold, but sadness flashed in his eyes. This… might be the last time he would see his kind.

From now on, he was the only Dark Elf left! A huge sense of loss surged up from the bottom of his heart, and he couldn't control himself.

For some reason, he walked toward the body of the Dark Elf who had collapsed.

Perhaps taking a look at this last member of his race and burying him was the last thing he, as the leader of the Dark Elves, could do for his people.

With a heavy and turbulent heart, he walked over to the Dark Elf soldier and recited the eulogy in their language. "From the darkness we were born, into the darkness we pass, and we shall live forever…"

The black and red Aether slowly spun and expanded to wrap around the soldier's body.

Swoosh!

The 'body' of the soldier on the ground suddenly bounced up. With a wave of his arm, a faint white light flashed at Malekith's throat.

His voice came to an abrupt stop. His eyes widened, and he could only make 'uh uh' sounds with his broken windpipe.

Shua! Shua! Shua! Shua!

The white blade didn't stop, and Malekith was covered in slashes like a fine net.

In the end, the soldier who had jumped up punched out with his left fist.

Ripples appeared in the air and hit Malekith in the chest.

Bang! Bang!

At the violent shock wave, Malekith, who had been cut into hundreds of pieces, exploded.

System: Kill the leader of the Dark Elves, Malekith. Mission accomplished.

Several seconds later, black and red Aether particles floated out of the fragments of Malekith that were scattered all over the ground and gathered in the air to form a ball of twisting black and red liquid.

With a thought, Luke took out a storage box from his inventory and stored the condensed Aether particles.

He took a deep breath and smiled. He had finally gotten the biggest kill.

His efforts hadn't been in vain. He had used the android to play White Wolf, and then used his Level 2 clone to imitate the Dark Elf soldier and ambush Malekith.

If Malekith had looked closer, he would probably have discovered that the clone didn't look very similar to the Dark Elf.

After all, Luke's super disguise was aimed at human genes; however, the troubled big boss had clearly been distracted.

Both the soldier's uniform and the fighter plane had been stored in Luke's inventory during the battle in Greenwich.

Luke was unable to fly the plane, which was why it had lost power and gone out of control as soon as it appeared; as soon as it was pushed out, it crashed.

Luke then used his exquisite acting skills and psychological cues to lure Malekith into lowering his guard and approaching him.

The last few dozen slashes had consumed the remaining 300,000 faith value in the system, and he finally cut the leader of the Dark Elves into pieces.

"This way, I should be able to take Asgard's Bifrost back," he murmured as he put the storage box on the ground and sat down. "Thor won't just be thinking about hooking up with Dr. Jane, right?"

…

In fact, the Malekith + Aether combo was very important.

An hour after Thor received news from Luke, he descended from the sky with Sif and the bearded Volstagg.

White Wolf wasn't familiar to most people, including Thor.

So, the two of them didn't waste any time. After simply confirming Malekith's death, they returned to Asgard with the storage box containing the Aether.

Sif and Volstagg, on the other hand, stayed behind to check the scene and clean up and destroy Malekith's body to ensure that this old monster wouldn't be resurrected one day.

To be more precise, it was to ensure that even if Malekith came back to life, it wouldn't be an easy process.