The vast Nine Realms, whether it is the icy Jotunheim, or the crowded Asgard, or even the Warnerheim and other boundaries where the knife is sharpened to the pigs and sheep, all have different degrees of shaking at the same time.

The entire Nine Realms shook.

Odin, the strongest man in the Nine Realms, stood on the top of the mountain and looked in the direction where Vat Alheim was, and Laufey, who was carrying out the pre-war pledge meeting in the ice and snow, looked at it, and then connected to the anxious communication band number from Warnerheim.

"Laufey?!"

"What's going on?!"

King Warnerheim's questioning voice was filled with horror and an unknown hint of fear.

Watt Alheim had begun to shatter under the collision of two powerful forces, and the dark elf king Malekith, who had persuaded him to join the anti-Odin coalition, had never been able to contact him, which was enough to make King Warnerheim fidget.

Odin is still in Asgard, which shows that the person who created this movement cannot be him, when did Asgard have another character comparable to Odin?

King Warnerheim was anxious.

He felt that the boat under his feet was likely to capsize.

"Don't worry, it's just an accident." Laufey, who has been playing against Odin on the front line all year round, is obviously much calmer. He didn't know how strong the aether particle was in Malekith, after all, he was not from the same age as the Dark Elf King, but he was sure that he would definitely not be weaker than Odin.

Otherwise, with Odin's ferocious and tyrannical character, how could he still be sitting in the palace of the king of Asgard now, and he would have been all over the Nine Realms and would have killed a river of blood.

He is still obediently sitting on the throne now, waiting for Midgard to fight the Nine Realms Alliance in Midgard, which is the battlefield of the Nine Realms, isn't it because the strength of the complete body of Malekis is enough to make him jealous?

"But?!"

"There's nothing to do." Laufey mercilessly interrupted King Warnerheim's concerns.

"Everything went according to plan, even without the addition of the Dark Elf Army, do you understand?"

The indifferent tone made King Warnerheim clench his fists, but his strength was not as good as others, so he had to endure this breath.

There is no turning back from the bow, and the Warner Protoss, who has been fooled into betraying Odin, can only follow Laufey all the way to the dark, and there is no second choice.

"I know."

"And what about Malekis?"

King Warnerheim hesitated, and Walt Alheim's movement really frightened him. In a sense, the Nine Realms are the same qi and branches, and the worlds are inextricably linked with each other, and once the Watt Alheim is destroyed, the rest of the worlds are bound to undergo extremely major changes.

"I will, in person."

Laufey's words silenced King Warnerheim.

Laufey's strength far surpasses him, so many years of confrontation with Odin has made him really famous as the second person in the Nine Realms, although now the outside world is rumored that the Treasure Ice Box in his hand has been robbed of his strength, but judging from Laufey's current self-confidence, this should just be fake news released by Asgard to deceive people.

"Fool with a lot of eyes."

After turning off the communication channel, Laufey snorted coldly, and then continued his pre-war mobilization ceremony, and his impassioned words completely ignited the ice-covered Jotunheim, and after completing his speech, Laufey retreated, and then returned to the palace and opened the teleportation array.

He was a partner with Malekith, so he had a magical teleportation array in his palace that led directly to Malekith's palace. As he had previously told King Warnerheim, he had to make a trip to Vat-Alheim himself to find out.

If necessary, the ether particles............

Laufey squinted, and then his figure disappeared into the magic array............

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On the plains of Watt Alheim, the silver-white pillar of energy completely crushed the pitch-black torrent, and it slowly dissipated after ten seconds between heaven and earth.

Malekith, who had been blasted straight into the plains, struggled to his feet, opened his mouth and spurted blood from the ground, adding many new wounds to his old wounds.

"This, impossible!"

"I am the king!"

"The Supreme King!"

"You're just a monkey with a tail!! How can it be!! ”

Malekith looked up at the blonde figure in the air, anger written on his hideous countenance.

He couldn't accept the result.

"Really?"

Beckett, whose light had dissipated in his hand, had a cold face and slowly fell in front of Malekith.

"But, then you, the king, are really weak and pitiful."

Before the words fell, Beckett's right fist had already broken through the layers of defense and landed on Malekith's cheek!

Burst!

Blood spurted out along with a few broken teeth, and the arms of the Dark Elf King, who was unwilling to be humiliated, were so powerful that the space around Beckett suddenly began to distort!

"Unforgivable!"

Unhindered by the fist of rage, it exploded directly into Beckett's cheek, whose form remained as motionless as if it had taken root under his feet.

"What?" Malekith was stunned.

"Is that all your anger is?" Grabbing Malekith's left arm firmly with his right hand, and gradually removing his fist from his face, Becket slowly turned his head to look directly at the Dark Elf King in front of him.

"Drink!"

Before Malekith could react, he heard Beckett shout, and a huge force that he couldn't resist at all instantly attacked!

Bang!

Malekith was thrown straight into the cracked plains!

"Your anger, your strength, your body," Beckett reached out to Malekith without hurrying, ignoring the cracked plains beneath his feet, and Beckett reached out his right hand, grabbed Malekith's skull, and pulled it out of the pit.

He bowed his head, leaned over, approached Malekith, and said, "It's so weak that it's not worth mentioning." ”

The angry snort kept slapping Beckett's cold face, and countless pitch-black tentacles immediately appeared behind Malekith, trying to repeat the old trick and absorb the life force in Becket's body.

Or to force him to let go of himself.

"Hand over the aether particles, now." Beckett turned a blind eye, and the roaring wave of qi directly tore through all the giant tentacles that had any intentions on him.

"Dreaming."

As soon as Malekis's words fell, the entire surface of Vat-Alheim suddenly began to erupt to varying degrees. The surging fountain of energy forced Beckett to let go of his right hand, and Malekith was able to regain his freedom.

"Then I'll fight until you don't dream."

Beckett, who moved his wrist, instantly appeared beside Malekith, and the fists and kicks that were enough to shatter the earth tore through the lines of defense in front of Malekith, and the stormy attack made Malekith miserable.

He tried to distance himself from Beckett, but he couldn't.

Beckett, who knew where his strengths were, didn't give Malekith a chance to turn the tables at all. Close to the close, Malekith can only barely manage to deal with Beckett with nearly 10,000 years of experience.

However, it was precisely because of this that Malekis panicked. No matter how novel the way he used to operate his energy to the detriment of Beckett, the latter would immediately apply what he had learned, and treat him the way he did it.

This terrifying ability to apply what he has learned in battle suffocates Malekith!

Saiyans, what kind of race are they?!

Why had he never heard of a race in the universe with such a terrifying fighting talent?!

It's simply a natural fighting machine,

Born to fight, the more you fight, the stronger you get.

The special energy operation mode accumulated over nearly 10,000 years was learned by Beckett in battle, and the powerlessness in Malekith's heart grew stronger as time passed.

What kind of monster did he provoke?!!!