Zion, the king of the Dark Elves [posthumously] of Malekis.

Reach a peace agreement with Asgard under Boer to help Vat Alheim get a respite; Internally, a series of peaceful institutional regulations were formulated, which allowed the almost slaughtered Dark Elf Clan to triple its population in just a few thousand years, and even single-handedly cultivated twelve warriors who made a name for themselves throughout the Nine Realms.

It can be said that the current glory and achievements of Vat Alheim are inseparable from this king named Zion, and it is under his leadership that the Dark Elves have regained their place in Vat Alheim and gradually returned to the royal position.

Even the army capital of Malekith that is now participating in the war of the Nine Realms was created by Zion.

Sadly, after Marekis recovered, he still vowed revenge on Asgard.

The conflict between the two generations of kings became increasingly intense, and on a dark and windy night, Malekith lied that he wanted to have an open and honest conversation with Zion, and then led him to the Sealed Land, where he defeated Zion in one fell swoop with the power of the aether particles revealed in the seal rift, and used the Dream Flower to absorb all his life force, instantly breaking most of the seal of the aether particles.

"This is my story."

"I can tell you very clearly, young man, that you, and your woman will not be any match for Malekith."

"We, the Dark Elves, like the Asgardians, grow in strength with age, and Malekith, who has been active for nearly 10,000 years now, plus the Arcana Aether Particle-"

"Who do you say is his woman?"

The old man's words had not been finished before he could finish being interrupted by Hela, if it weren't for the fact that she didn't want to go back and lose face, she would have left a long time ago, where would she still have to suffer from the cold eyes under the fence.

The Other's cold eyes.

"Be mindful of your words."

The disdain in the corners of Beckett's eyes, the sarcasm on Hela's lips, the old man who saw everything in his eyes shook his head and coughed: "Asgardians, and you, I'm not kidding. Whatever your relationship, now, hurry away from Watt Alheim. ”

With nearly 10,000 years of growth and accumulation, coupled with the deep fusion of aether particles, the strength of the dark ruler Malekith will be unmatched.

This is the conclusion given by the old man.

"Is what he said true?"

Beckett raised an eyebrow, and Beckett, who had not yet finished the compulsory three, looked at Hela.

"No, I've never heard of it."

Hela, who had also listened to the whole story, shook her head.

Everything the old man said completely subverted her impression of the Dark Elves.

In Asgardian history, the leader of the Dark Elves has always been Malekith and has not changed.

"I'm more inclined to say that he's just telling a story."

"A story of comparative gossip."

Before the words fell, the scene in front of Beckett and Hela suddenly changed, and eight pitch-black chains poured in from all directions!

Zheng!

The sword is in the sky!

The chains not only did not break, but wrapped themselves around the long sword in Hela's hand!

"What?!"

Bang!

Powerful energy fluctuations exploded in front of Hela's eyes, and the energy that emerged from Beckett's hands directly shattered the chains!

"Malekith."

Beckett watched with interest the figure that appeared in front of him, exactly the same as the one he had appeared in the Asgard Residency before.

"Son of Sanos, as you can see, here I am."

The corners of Malekith's mouth rose, his hands were spread out, and the rich dark energy condensed in his hands: "How about it, after listening to the story just now, do you still want to stand on the opposite side of me?" ”

Expressionless, Ola flicked the chains in his hands and rushed to Beckett and Hela again.

"Is there anything special about that story?"

"Or do you want to tell me that you dark elves do have a king other than you?"

"No, I am the only king of the dark elves, but what I do is no different from the Zion in that story."

"I have reached a peace agreement with Asgard to give Vat Alheim a respite, and I have put in place a series of peaceful institutional provisions that have allowed our people to grow steadily."

"It's me who has given the Dark Elves a foothold in the Nine Realms."

"It was I who formed our own army and gave us the ability to protect ourselves."

"But it's also me who has left our clan in a state of almost no return."

"Just because of the power of the aether particles, the Asgardians are trying to seal the treasure of our race!"

"I led my people to revolt, but they were ruthlessly suppressed."

"Tell me, if it were you, would you make the same choice and be an enemy of Asgard?"

Beckett couldn't deny it, tearing the chains from his hands and then crushing Ola's chest.

The sound of bone cracking is particularly crisp in this dense foggy space.

There must be a price to pay for cheating.

"You are from outside the Nine Realms, and your father Thanos has nothing to do with the Nine Realms."

"So, I'm thinking, why are you helping Asgard?"

Malekith's figure instantly floated behind Beckett, leaned down, and whispered in Beckett's ear: "What Odin can give you, I can give it to you." ”

"Including aether particles?"

Beckett raised an eyebrow and turned around to deliver a whip kick, but the kick was empty, and the powerful whip leg passed directly through Malekis's body.

"Of course not."

"But I can trade you for something equivalent to the aether particle. Say, another Infinity Stone. ”

With his hands behind his back, Malekith smiled, and the dark fog gradually formed a blue Rubik's Cube in front of Beckett.

"As I said, I only formed the Nine Realms Alliance to defend against Asgard's oppression of our dark elves, and unlike Odin, I have no interest in conquest."

"So, if you help me, not only will I be famous, so that you and your father's reputation can spread widely in the universe, but I will also be able to obtain space gems of the same level as the ether particles."

"I think it's a better choice than you helping a tyrant, isn't it?"

"Can I interpret this as a plea for mercy?" Beckett tilted his head and looked at Malekith with interest.

"I prefer to call this an equivalent exchange."

"Odin's brutality is obvious to all, otherwise why do you think all of the Nine Realms are rebelling against Asgard, except for the dwarves?"

"Even Odin's wife's hometown is no exception."

"If I'm not mistaken, Odin must not have said exactly where the aether particles were when he told you, did he?"

Sitting on the pitch-black throne, Malekith crossed his right leg, and his determined appearance made Beckett frown subconsciously.

Looking around, he realized that the fog around him had cleared, and Hela was nowhere to be seen, but he appeared in a royal palace.

"This is my sincerity, this is where I really are."