"Atanis, thank you so much for your help, you have a good group of fighters." Thor soon arrives at the library where Artanis and the others are, and hugs them.

"That's what we should do as allies." After meeting Thor, Atanis introduced his companion to him: "This is Executive Officer Cyrandis, and you can also think of it as my deputy. ”

"Ah, a brave female warrior." Thor looked at the outfit of Celerantis that was not much different from the previous fighters, and roughly guessed that the other party was also a warrior. "Thank you for your assistance, it's just a pity that the Valkyrie of Asgard is not here, otherwise you would have a lot in common."

"Thank you for your compliment, Your Highness the Prince." Celerantis had learned about the history of Asgard before traveling to Midgard, but there was no mention of the Valkyries. So she was also a little curious: "I don't know who the Valkyrie is?" ”

"Well, the Valkyries don't mean any one," Thor said, scratching his head, explaining to his new friend, "Some of the most powerful warriors in our army will become Valkyries, the Praetorian guards of Asgard, and our most powerful army. ”

"But a long time ago, all the Valkyries were killed, and no new Valkyries have appeared since then." Thor doesn't know much about this history, and in Asgard's historical records, it is only said that the Valkyries were wiped out during a mission, and they did not tell who the enemy was, so Thor did not know.

"Thank you for your explanation, Your Highness." Celerantis saluted and retreated behind Artanis.

"It's okay, these things aren't secrets." Thor waved his hand to show that he didn't care about this, and his eyes returned to Artanis' movements with Celandis's movements: "Atanis, I don't know which Majesty?" ”

Atanis immediately understood the other party's thoughts, for Asgard, it may have been less than an hour since the last El God Descent, but for Midgard, more than ten days have passed, so Atanis briefly recounted the experience in Midgard during this time.

"It's really... Thor was surprised by the amount of information, and suddenly understood why his father was unwilling to fall in love with a human woman, and Thor's originally happy mood instantly dropped.

"What's wrong with you, Thor? Is there something wrong? Artanis, of course, felt the frustration from Thor, but he didn't know why, after all, Thor didn't tell him about Jane.

"It's not a big deal." Thor smiled ugly and forcibly changed the subject: "In other words, that evil demigod is still lingering on Midgard?" ”

Artanis looked at him suspiciously, but didn't say much: "Yes, because of the consideration of the ordinary people on Midgard, our fleet did not carry out a full-scale bombardment of the target area, and finally the evil god escaped, but most of his power was reduced to ashes under the attack of the fleet, and the remaining power is unlikely to make any waves." ”

Thor shook the hammer of Thor in his hand, and for the warlike Thor, a demigod with great strength was definitely the best training material, so he asked Atanis: "When I return to Midgard, I hope to use your probe." ”

"You want to challenge the demigod?" Atanis frowned slightly and quickly let go: "Of course you can, but this matter needs the consent of the Queen of God." ”

"That's no problem, the queen mother will agree to my little request, this is a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity." Thor's eyes were full of battle intent, a demigod was rare, and a demigod with only a remnant soul left was even rarer, for Thor now, he needed a battle to understand himself to break through level ten, so Frigga would definitely agree to him.

Malekith traveled his stealth ship through the secret passage of Asgard to Svathävheim, home to the Dark Elves and a dead planet.

More than a million years ago, Asgard occupied this planet and slaughtered the natives of this planet, that is, the dark elves, if it were not for the fact that Svathävheim was also one of the nine kingdoms, I am afraid that Asgard would have directly used the Rainbow Bridge to destroy Svathäthelm.

Returning to his homeland, Malekis did not feel sad or angry, because he was the person in charge of the great war that year, and it was he who personally destroyed the hope of the dark elves who were still on Svataifheim at that time to live.

And now, once again setting foot in this blood-soaked homeland, Malekith is of course not here to remember the past, but to obtain an important object that he was too late to take back then.

Because the Rainbow Bridge had taken the aether particles in front of his eyes, Malekith, who had escaped back then, did not dare to take the item at all, but chose to bury it deep underground, and no one except him knew the exact location of the item.

Malekith walked into an underground cavern, following the route of his memory to find the marks left behind, so many years have passed, the once glorious capital has also been reduced to ruins, so Malekith has to spend more time searching for clues,

However, Malekis was not in a hurry, and he knew Asgard well enough to know that Asgard was a time lag compared to other worlds and that it was a cultural custom that would be celebrated every time a victory was celebrated, and if he expected it to be right, Asgard should be preparing for a celebration party now.

The only one who poses a threat to him is the gatekeeper of the Rainbow Bridge, Heimdall, but the Dark Elves' stealth ability is enough to hide from the other party's eyes, so Malekith just needs to be careful not to make any big noise, and nothing will go wrong.

It didn't take long for Malekith to find a mural with deep marks, which were the marks he left back then, which were obtained by using aether particles to modify reality, so there were no traces of artificial carving, and naturally there was no attraction to the Asgardians.

"Found it, this is it." Malekith finally had something different in his calm heart, this treasure trove contained a large number of cursed hearts, that is, weapons to create cursed warriors, with these things, Malekith could easily pull up an army of curses.