Chapter 207 The End
However, how could Weiss and Thor let Malekith escape so easily?
They knew that this opportunity was so rare, and it was created with great difficulty after a hard battle, and they must not let it go to waste.
Thor's eyes flashed with determination, and he quickly stretched out his left hand and tightly grasped Malekith's right wrist.
"Don't try to escape!" Thor roared loudly, and the sound exploded in the air like thunder.
His right hand tightly grasped Thor's hammer and kept pressing down. The powerful force was transmitted to Malekith's arm through Thor's hammer. Thor tried his best to control Malekith's arms and didn't let him have the slightest chance to break free.
At the same time, Weiss also acted quickly.
He used shadow magic to inject his magic power into the shadows.
Those shadows seemed to have life, spreading rapidly, tightly restraining Malekith's body, making him unable to move at all.
Weiss's forehead was covered with fine beads of sweat. He was concentrating on maintaining the power of magic, not daring to relax at all.
Seeing that the Spear of Eternity was about to penetrate Malekith, at this critical moment, Malekith turned into a ball of black mist.
The black mist spread in an instant, making it difficult to see the situation inside.
The Spear of Eternity passed through the black mist and continued to fly forward with great force, and was about to nail Thor.
At this critical moment, Thor suddenly felt a hand on him.
The next moment, he appeared outside the Asgard.
It turned out that Weiss teleported to Thor in less than a second, and then teleported again to take Thor to a safe place.
Without any sound, most of the Asgard was quietly turned into dust.
Those once magnificent buildings collapsed instantly under the residual power of the Spear of Eternity and turned into fine powder.
The wind blew gently, and the powder completely dissipated in the air, as if they had never existed.
"Mother! Father!!" Thor roared, his voice full of anxiety and worry.
His heart was full of fear, afraid that his relatives would be hurt in this disaster.
He rushed to Odin's palace desperately, his steps hurried and flustered.
However, it was obvious that he was overthinking. How could the Spear of Eternity hurt its owner?
Odin's palace was intact and still standing there, exuding a majestic atmosphere.
Frigga had no scars on her body. She stood quietly in front of the palace, her eyes full of determination and calmness.
"Mother!!" Thor asked worriedly: "You are not injured?"
Frigga shook her head gently and said gently: "I'm fine, let's not talk about this for now, Malekith is not dead yet!"
Her eyes were fixed on the front, and she saw a wisp of black air slowly gathering together.
Those black air seemed to have life, constantly wriggling, and gradually condensed into Malekith's body.
However, his current condition is not very good, it can be said to be extremely bad.
The trick of avoiding the Eternal Spear turning into black mist was developed by him over thousands of years.
However, the loss of this trick is too great, even he can only use it once.
"Light magic shines!"
Weiss cast magic again, and saw countless light bullets appear in the sky in an instant.
Those light bullets fell from the sky like meteors, dragging long tails and emitting dazzling light.
However, these light bullets have a clear target, that is Malekith.
The light bullets poured down like a rainstorm, illuminating the entire battlefield.
Each light bullet contains powerful magic.
Malekith waved his spear and struggled to resist these light bullets.
His movements were agile and powerful, and the spear waved in the air to create gorgeous light and shadows, knocking the light bullets away one by one.
However, the number of light bullets was too much, and he gradually became overwhelmed.
Some light bullets pierced the palace, leaving deep holes on the walls and ground of the palace.
"Ice Magic Beasts!"
Wes did not stop, and immediately cast another powerful magic.
In an instant, ice beasts condensed in the air.
Those ice beasts had different shapes, some like lions, some like tigers, and some like wolves, and they all roared at Malekith.
The ice beasts exuded a biting cold, as if they could freeze everything.
They took heavy steps and slowly approached Malekith.
Weiss then kept using long-range magic to try to consume Malekith's physical strength.
No mistake, one song, one content, one 6, one 9, one book, one bar!
His hands kept dancing, and the light of magic flickered at his fingertips.
Powerful magic was released from his hands and flew towards Malekith.
The magic of various elements such as fire, lightning, and strong winds intertwined to form a gorgeous and dangerous magic storm.
Malekith struggled to resist the magic storm, and the surging magic power continued to hit him like a tide.
He waved the spear in his hand tightly, trying to block the magic that came like a storm.
However, every time he resisted, he consumed a lot of physical strength. His breathing gradually became heavy, and fine beads of sweat appeared on his forehead.
But in the process of resisting magic, Malekith was also constantly looking for opportunities to close the distance with Weiss.
"Thor, come and help!" Weiss shouted anxiously.
Thor heard the shout and rushed over immediately to stop Malekith.
The two of them started a close combat in an instant, which was very dangerous.
Each of their movements was full of power and murderous intent, and each attack was aimed at the opponent's vital points.
Thor waved Thor's hammer and smashed Malekith with thunder;
Malekith used his spear to flexibly block, while looking for Thor's flaws to counterattack.
The battle became more and more intense, and gradually, Malekith was at a disadvantage.
His physical strength had been consumed a lot when resisting magic before, and Thor gradually gained the upper hand with his strong physical fitness and the power of Thor's hammer.
Malekith's movements began to slow down, and his eyes also revealed a trace of anxiety and fatigue.
But he did not give up, and still stubbornly resisted Thor's attack, looking for an opportunity to turn defeat into victory.
Weiss was also not idle. He knew that the key to this battle was whether he could give Malekith a fatal blow.
He was concentrating on preparing a great gift for Malekith.
When Thor and Malekith wrestled again, the air was filled with tension.
The power of the two collided with each other, making a dull sound.
At this critical moment, Weiss activated his magic.
