Chapter 169: Bewitching the Cursed Warrior

The origins of the Cursed Warrior can be traced back hundreds of thousands of years, when the Dark Elves were in danger of extinction, and the Cursed Warrior came into being. They relied on their elven bloodline and sacrificed their lives to gain short-lived but powerful power.

In the plot of Thor 2, the cursed warrior once hit Thor's hammer with one hand, and pressed Thor to the ground to rub it, which is not unpowerful.

Looking at the cursed warrior who was staring at him, Canaan was also interested.

"Argolim!" the cursed warrior shouted, charging towards Canaan, ramming many Asgardian soldiers along the way.

Canaan wielded his wand and twitched the ground in a series of motions, and a mass of green vines grew wildly on the hard stone bricks, wrapping around the feet of the cursed warrior and enveloping him.

The vines grew more and more, curling into a huge cocoon.

This magic is called vegetation growth, and it is a magic that Canaan learned in the later Book of Elves. Unlike the Transfiguration technique he had used before, the vines that grew out were real plants.

However, the crackling sound of vines breaking from within the cocoon continued. Obviously, these means can't stop the Cursed Warrior.

Canaan's wand swung again, and the vines quickly turned into hard steel, like a metal cage, impermeable.

"Roar!" the cursed warrior kept roaring inside, and in the small and enclosed space, he couldn't use the great strength of his body at all.

At this moment, a dense golden laser shot in the air towards Canaan.

Canaan quickly condensed a golden shield of mystic magic on his head, blocking the attack.

"Who are you?" said Malekith as he jumped out of the aircraft and looked at Canaan with a solemn expression.

This imp had trapped his cursed warrior so easily.

However, he was immediately attracted by the necklace on Canaan's chest that glowed red.

"Damn, that's the breath of aether particles!"

"Malekith, the leader of the dark elves and the monarch of Vat Alheim, was defeated by Odin's father five thousand years ago, led the surviving troops to escape from the Nine Realms, and has been hiding in the universe, I don't know if I'm right. Canaan looked at the elven Marekis in front of him and said slowly.

"Who the hell are you, little ghost?" wondered Malekith as the kid knew his message so well, and he seemed to have the power of the aether particles.

He glanced at the cursed warrior in the steel cage again, and said slowly, "Little ghost, hand over the necklace on your chest, I can spare your life." ”

"Oh, sorry, it looks like I'm late, this old guy sneaked here. Then Thor came down from heaven and stood by Canaan's side.

Looking at Malekith on the other side, Thor had a fierce glint in his eyes, and the image of the guy killing his mother came back to his mind.

He's going to take care of this old guy with his own hands!

"Die!"

His hammer swung violently, and it quickly slammed into Malekis.

In a hurry, Malekith could only protect the vital point with his head in his hands, and was smashed out by Thor's hammer.

Thor took the hammer with his right hand and quickly chased after him.

Looking at the impatient Thor, Canaan shook his head helplessly, he didn't mind talking to Malekith more.

"Roar!" the cursed warrior roared, and he broke free from the metal cage surrounded by flames.

The metal vines were molten into molten iron by the heat of the cursed warrior's body, and splattered in all directions.

"Mole ant, I want you dead!" he picked up the tomahawk on the ground and smashed it at Canaan with all his strength.

"Whew!" the tomahawk roared with the sound of tearing wind.

And Canaan only stretched out his small white hand and caught the tomahawk that seemed to tear everything apart.

He broke the tomahawk open, revealing a white foam material.

"Sir, your toys are so nice. Canaan shrugged his shoulders and threw away the tomahawk he had changed his material to, and smiled.

The expression under the mask of the cursed warrior finally moved, this child's ability is too weird.

Is it with the power of aether particles?

However, as a cursed warrior of the dark clan, with the glory of the race on his shoulders, he will never back down.

He squatted down slightly, and with a sharp leap, dense cracks instantly appeared on the floor under his feet.

With an indomitable momentum, he wants to pinch this child to death!

Looking at the cursed warrior who came from the sky this time, Canaan smiled slightly, "Mages don't let warriors get close easily. ”

With a wave of his arm, golden sparks flashed, and the figure of the cursed warrior burrowed into the gaping spatial door.

Canaan opened a golden space door again and chased after him.

In the barren yellow earth, the sky is an endless starry sky.

Looking at the cursed warrior who rushed again, Canaan waved his wand again, and a huge hand of mud quickly drilled out of the soil, firmly grasping the cursed warrior's ankle.

Soon, more and more giant hands emerged from the ground, locking the cursed warrior once again.

"Mole ant, let go of me!"

He felt that he was too aggrieved, and he had a huge amount of strength and defense, but he couldn't use it at all.

Canaan smiled and walked slowly.

It had never been used since the energy of the Mind Gem infused by his emerald.

This time he's going to try it out with the Imperius Charm and the Soul Cleansing Charm that Hoffman gave him.

Canaan's wand was pressed against the cursed warrior, and a large amount of white mist penetrated into his brow, supplied by the spiritual source within the emerald.

"Roar!" the cursed warrior struggled unwillingly, and the flames of lava flowed from his body once more.

Canaan urged the Reality Gem, and the red light flashed, and the flames suddenly dissipated like balloons.

Relying on the blessing of the Soul Gem Origin, Canaan peeked into the heart of the cursed warrior and modified the memories in his soul.

As the minutes ticked by, the Cursed Warrior seemed to give up the struggle, but his convulsive body showed that his heart was still fighting his last days.

It was only after a few minutes that Canaan wiped the sweat from his head and exhaled.

He couldn't help but shake his head at the much dimmer emerald, the strength of the cursed warrior's heart was beyond his imagination.

Sure enough, the more powerful the person, the more difficult it is to control.

"Master!" said the cursed warrior as he slowly opened his eyes and looked at Canaan in front of him respectfully.

"Good, it looks like it's working well. ”

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In the battlefield of Asgard, Malekith and Thor are inseparable, and as the leader of the dark elves, he is also very powerful.

However, he is now being pressed into the ground by Thor.

"This punch is for my girlfriend Jane!" Thor slammed his steely fist into his face.

"Also, this punch was for my mother!" Thor threw another punch.

Malekis wants to cry without tears, Tamad, I don't know your girlfriend and mother.

Still unfazed, Thor reached out to summon the fallen Mjolnir, ready to deliver a blow to the old fellow.

And Malekith took this opportunity to kick Thor in the crotch and flipped over.

"Damn Asgardians, you wait for me. Looking at Thor lying on the ground with a blue face, he put down a cruel word and hurriedly got into a flying machine, as if he wanted to escape from here.

The heavy losses of his men, combined with the fact that the child and the cursed warrior had disappeared at the same time, gave him a faint sense of malaise.

He was going to gather the remnants first, and then plan for the Aether Particles.

However, at this moment, a golden space door stood in front of him.

"Sir, don't leave in a hurry, we can talk again..."Canaan's crisp voice came from inside.