#807 - Conspiracy of the Nine Realms

The moment this thought appeared in his mind, Malekith thought he was going crazy, but perhaps it wasn't him who was going crazy, but the whole world?

It seemed that all the Nine Realms except for Midgard were caught in a cycle, and at certain times they would all be destroyed, and then inexplicably reborn.

It was as if everything was a performance, and at the end of the story, all the actors would leave the stage, until the audience wanted to see the performance again, and then they would take the stage again, but none of them had their original memories.

So, the question is: who is the audience for this grand play?

Malekith considered himself to be very smart, but he couldn't figure out the answer. He tried to ask the World Tree for the answer, but found that he couldn't afford the price of getting the answer.

This meant that Malekith himself was insignificant in the face of the real answer, and this ambiguous and terrifying answer excited Malekith.

Indeed, compared to normal people, Malekith was a little abnormal, but compared to the current Queen of the Light Elves, he was a normal person.

Perhaps madmen and normal people are not antonyms.

Malekith yearned for the answer, but he also knew that he was just an ant in the face of the truth. An ant overthrowing an elephant was just a weakling's fantasy, but maybe an ant could avoid being crushed by an elephant?

Malekith didn't like the feeling of not being in control of his destiny, so he wanted to find a way to avoid this crisis. Maybe if he avoided it once, he would be able to find out the ultimate truth?

Even though he had already led his army on an expedition, Malekith was still thinking about this question. He tried a different way of thinking, which was why the Nine Realms should be trapped in reincarnation?

To die and be reborn endlessly, what is the point of this? If it's just to watch a play, is there any need to repeat a play that only changes in a few places many times?

The contradictions that Malekith discovered alone could deduce four restarts. Wouldn't it be boring to watch it so many times?

Malekith tried to put himself in the perspective of the mastermind behind the scenes. Repeating something infinitely, it was obvious that this was beneficial to the mastermind. At least Malekith wouldn't repeat something unprofitable several times.

Trying to think about problems with the thinking of a creature that he doesn't understand at all is really a difficult thing.

Malekith's head was spinning, and he finally decided to change a book to read to change his mind, so he turned to reading the Light Elves' magic book, and an article criticizing black magic attracted his attention.

The Light Elves deeply hated black magic. Using black magic in Alfheim was a serious crime, but in order to deal with those enemies who used black magic, the Light Elves also recorded a lot of information related to black magic.

But almost all of them were some popular science and cracking methods aimed at black magic. There was no mention of how to cultivate it at all, but in Malekith's view, this was a cover-up.

Because as long as a person with certain talent can deduce how to cultivate black magic based on this information, this is simply a thing to guard against gentlemen, not against villains.

However, in order to warn the world, the article still mentioned the side effects and evils of black magic, such as a paragraph about human sacrifice.

Sacrifice is a magic that perfectly reproduces equivalent exchange. You get the corresponding things according to the price you pay. If you can do it, you can even sacrifice the people of a country to gain powerful power.

Malekith's teacher once had the idea of sacrificing him, but before he could realize it, he was stabbed by Malekith, who had hardened his wings.

Malekith regretted it after stabbing him. Why didn't he think of the trick of sacrifice? He failed to completely squeeze out this old man. What a miscalculation.

Thinking of the warm moments of his childhood, Malekith couldn't help but show a healthy smile. He was about to turn the page subconsciously, but his eyes stayed on the last sentence of the page.

Sacrifice a country in exchange for powerful power.

Of course, this was not the entire content of the sentence. Malekith took the main sentence out of context and only looked at the most important sentence. He didn't look at the side effects at all, because this sentence did give him an idea.

What if the entire Nine Realms is a huge sacrifice?

The more Malekith thought about it, the more likely it seemed. The mastermind behind the scenes might be a group of guys with powerful power. They discovered this rich place in the Nine Realms, and then sacrificed it to themselves to seek powerful power.

Having tasted the sweetness, the mastermind behind the scenes obviously wouldn't let them go, so they used their power to let the Nine Realms be reborn, set it up, and let the Nine Realms freely develop into the way they wanted, and then pick the fruits.

The World Tree is their fruit tree, the Nine Realms are the fruits, and they are the nutrients in the fruits.

As for why they always grow into similar shapes, you should know that apple trees normally don't grow bananas.

After this idea was deduced by Malekith, he认定了 that this was the correct answer. He felt refreshed after getting the correct answer, even happier than the day he first learned magic.

But this excitement only lasted for a short time before it disappeared. Malekith only got the answer, but couldn't avoid his fate of being sacrificed.

However, Malekith felt that there must be a way, because he could find loopholes in the Light Elves' collection of books, which proved that this group of masterminds was not as invincible as he thought.

There must be a way, but he just hasn't thought of it yet. Malekith believes that the day he thinks of a way is not far away. Before that, he needs to accumulate strength first, starting with plundering the power of the Great Serpent.

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With this in mind, Malekith directed the Dark Elves to wreak havoc not far from the Great Serpent. He wanted to wait for the opportunity to take advantage of the situation when both sides were hurt.

Therefore, although Malekith looked like he was commanding soldiers, his attention was always on the Great Serpent's side. Anyway, there were no opponents among humans that were worth his attention.

"Hmm?"

Malekith frowned. Inharmonious voices came from the front of the army. It seemed that someone had suddenly broken into his army. What a bunch of ignorant Midgard insects.

Malekith used magic to strengthen his eyesight. The first thing that caught his eye was a creature that looked like a Minotaur. Although it didn't have a bull's head, it had a strong lower body that could crush the earth with one kick.

There was also a creature that looked like a fish-man. He was agile and skilled in martial arts. There was also a woman attacking with flame-like red hair. It was temporarily impossible to see what was real and what was not.

Finally, there was a big guy in a tight-fitting suit who didn't seem to have any special features, and was walking towards him with no one in his eyes.

"Hmph! You don't know how to live or die!"

Malekith sneered and jumped off his mount.