"Malekith, what's going on?"

In the dark palace of the king of Vat Alheim, the phantom of the Frost Giant King Laufey was projected in front of Malekith from the communication device.

"Unfortunately, the son of Thanos, like his father, rejected our proposal, and for the sake of the safety of our Nine Realms Alliance, I can only send him to the graveyard of our dark elves along with Hela, the daughter of Odin."

Malekith on the throne spoke with a hint of regret.

If he could, he didn't want to offend Thanos in the Dark Quadrant for the time being. But unfortunately, the ether particles are an irreconcilable contradiction between them.

And the place he called a cemetery was more accurate than a cemetery.

The Aether Particle altered reality, transforming a portion of Vat Alheim into a composition similar to the undead world of Haile Hades, and then summoned the dark elves of its memories to store them here for the arrival of their enemies.

Changing reality, virtual reality, that's the horror of the aether particle.

In this area similar to Haile's Hades, once exhausted, all that awaits them is death, a death that has been torn apart by the dead who have died in war for thousands of years!

Manpower is sometimes poor.

Even Odin, the strongest of the Nine Realms, has moments when his energy is exhausted, not to mention the two young men of Becket and Hela.

Unless the upper limit of power breaks the energy field set by Malekith, who holds the aether particle, no matter who it is, they will sink in this graveyard and will never be able to turn over.

Over the years, Malekith has sent in many enemies who he was too lazy to do, and without exception, they have all turned into piles of ashes, quietly nourishing the land of Vat Alheim.

"In that case, let's get ready for the final showdown."

Laufey's face on the throne was grim.

As Odin's ally, Thanos is still far away in the Centaur system in the Nine Realms, and the son he sent has been clearly arranged.

It's time for this protracted war of the Nine Realms to come to an end.

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"...... here?"

Overwhelmed by the torrent of darkness, Beckett opened his eyes, and there was a desolation in them.

Broken bricks and tiles are everywhere, the grass on the edges of the corners has long since withered and yellow, and the surrounding environment looks like a long-abandoned garbage dump

"Your Highness Beckett, the energy response here is strange." Dutifully Woz reminded him of everything around him when he had finished scanning it, and a thumbnail of the terrain appeared in front of Beckett's eyes.

"Here it is...... Haier Hades? ”

Hela, who was also looking around, was obviously a little more knowledgeable than Beckett, and the more she looked at the desolate land under her feet, the more she looked at the desolate land under her feet.

"Haier Hades?"

"One of the Nine Realms, the most special existence among our Nine Realms."

"Because this is the land of the undead." Hela's face was ugly. Even the Rainbow Bridge of Asgard couldn't easily set foot in Haile's Hades at this stage, so why was Malekith able to send them all in with a wave of his hand?

This is something that even her father, Odin, could not do.

Hela never believed that Malekith's power was now superior to that of his father Odin, otherwise the Nine Realms Alliance would have been in such trouble.

"The realm of the dead?"

Chewing on Hela's words, Beckett glanced behind him, the other still in a coma and not waking up, and his battleship was also damaged in the dark torrent and could no longer be started.

"What about the undead?" He took the scepter inlaid with the Mind Gem from the other's hand, and the Mind Gem, which had not been moving in the other hand, suddenly shone brightly, and under the influence of this light, the other in the coma was instantly awakened.

"You ask me, who do I ask, I haven't been to Haier's Underworld." Hela replied angrily, and in the next second, an unfamiliar figure suddenly flashed in front of her eyes!

？？？

The frightened Hela swung the blade of her sword in her hand, but it slashed into the air.

"Perhaps, you should keep your mouth shut." Dense armies of the undead poured in from all directions, and Hela turned around and glared viciously at Beckett, who was holding the scepter.

"Your Highness Beckett, this-ahhhhh!!!h

The other, who had woken up from a coma, had not had time to finish his words, and was already screaming in fright by the dense undead in front of him!

"Shut up." Beckett said coldly, and the other's voice stopped abruptly.

"Something is wrong, these undead, why are they all from the Dark Elves?" Hela, who recognized the armor on the undead, suddenly turned gloomy. She had a very bad premonition.

"Asgardians, die!"

Filled with thousands of years of resentment, the undead army flocked to the Hela and Becket trio on the ground.

"Damn it!"

Hela cursed secretly, and the dense weapons behind her were thrown out, but they passed directly through the middle of the undead's body, without causing them even the slightest damage.

Rumble!

The energy that surged from Beckett's fingertips passed through the corpses of the undead army, and all of them fell into the hills not far away, and the stones exploded and the dust filled the air.

"Tsk, can it still be regenerated?"

Seeing that the undead army that had been dispersed by energy recovered again in just a second, Beckett's face turned dark, and the energy bullets in his hand fell like raindrops in the sky, taking away the undead soldiers who were rushing in front of him again.

A second later, the undead resurrected again, endlessly, endlessly.

"These are all Dark Elf soldiers who died under Malekith!"

"That bastard of Malekis, is he trying to exhaust us to death?"

Hela, who switched to using magic to shatter these undead soldiers, had an ugly face, which was shameless, but she had to admit that it worked wonders.

This endless resurrection and resurrection is clearly intended to consume them alive.

"Woz, dissect their energy makeup."

"the other, wake up the soldier who has fallen into a coma."

At this moment, Beckett, who had turned into a humanoid freedom battery, commanded in a condensed voice.

"Yes, Your Highness Beckett!"

"Wads is parsing ......"

The bodies of the undead scattered by Beckett condensed again, and after several rounds of back and forth, when the dense Zetari army gathered again, Woz's analysis results made Beckett extremely disappointed.

A special magical structure that is outside the scope of Beckett's business.

"Ms. Hela."

Apparently knowing that Beckett didn't know anything about magic, Woz directly gave the results of the analysis to Hela, who switched to using magic to shatter the undead.

Only magic can fight magic, and in a sense, at least as it stands, it is true, even if Beckett is tempted to deny it.