"What did you do to me?!"

Alrod could clearly feel a swollen pain in his body for some reason. That feeling made Elrod feel very uncomfortable.

"Relax Lord Elrod,"

"It's just a little itchy."

After watching the milky white liquid in the bottle pour into Elrod's body with the mechanical tube emerging from the mouth of the bottle, Woz stood on tiptoe and lifted the bottle with both hands in the air, reclaiming it back into his pocket.

The swelling pain gradually swept through every inch of Elrod's nerves, and with it, a burning fire.

Sweat poured down, only half of his intact face was left and he wailed in pain, and Woz, who had changed into experimental clothes, rolled up his sleeves and wore a radiant lamp on his head, and put Alrod, who had bound his hands and feet, down on the table.

As long as there is an experiment in mind, anywhere can be an operating table.

"Woz, report to me when the results are out." Beckett, who saw Elrod on the operating table, gave an order to prepare to leave, so he didn't have the leisure to watch boring experiments here, and this kind of thing in Beckett's opinion was something that a boring artificial intelligence life like Watts could withstand.

"I'm afraid not, Your Highness Beckett."

Woz was engrossed in moving his hands and feet on Elrod, and the flickering data in the mechanical eye gave Woz a very bad message.

"He's going to explode."

"What?"

Hearing this, Beckett raised his eyebrows, and the body of Elrod, who was lying horizontally, suddenly swelled rapidly, and the terrifying power instantly filled the sky over the entire Asgardian station!

Rumble!!!

The explosion was deafening!

The huge command hall was instantly razed to the ground by the terrifying energy might, and the smoke of gunpowder filled the sky.

"Enemy attack!"

The Asgardian army, which sounded the alarm, was dispatched in an instant, and when they reached the command hall, all they saw were ruins all they saw, two figures standing in the ruins, and a flower blooming in the ruins.

"Beckett."

Hela, with a cold face, asked him to give another explanation.

Can the prisoners still be tried to confiscate the command hall?

If she hadn't reacted quickly, she would have been wiped out.

"Uh-huh-lu...... His Royal Highness Beckett ...... "Crawling out of the rubble, Woz, shaking his head and shaking off the dust and sand on his body, saw Beckett, and his body turned into a bracelet and returned to Beckett's right wrist.

"Isotopes of Infinity Stones...... Self-destructed? “

With the information appearing on the right screen, Beckett immediately understood what was going on.

Glancing at Hela, Beckett swiped her hand, and the blue screen panel flew in front of her eyes, and the look on Hela's face eased.

"What's the matter with this flower?"

After knowing the ins and outs, Hela turned her gaze from Beckett's body to the purple flowers swaying in front of her.

The flowers are large, about the height of a watt, and they smell good. The color is purple, but the exposed buds are an extremely dazzling bright yellow, and the overall look is particularly eerie.

"I don't know." Beckett shook his head, Woz's database didn't have any information about the flower.

"Your Highness Beckett, the scent of this flower contains a lot of hallucinogenic ingredients, and Wodds advises you to destroy it as soon as possible." Although there is no specific information about the flower, Wodds still analyzes the danger of the flower based on its aroma. In its simulated detection, even with Beckett's physique, after inhaling too much pollen aroma, he will fall into a hallucination and cannot extricate himself.

It's a terrible plant.

When Beckett informed Hela of the nature of the flower, the latter remained ignorant of it, and she had never heard of such a specialty in Watt Alheim.

A species of the Nine Realms that Hela had never heard of at all.

The fragrance of the flowers became more and more intense, so strong that Hela couldn't stand it and covered her nose, and the explosion that should have been splashing was gradually absorbed by the strange flowers, and the bright yellow buds became more and more vivid.

Sou!

The pitch-black blade in Hela's hand directly cut off the purple flowers, and the flowers that had lost their rhizomes instantly withered and withered, and the rich fragrance of flowers gradually dissipated into the air.

"It's okay, it's just an interrogation accident." Facing the soldiers who hurried to the ruins of the command hall in full armor, Hela waved for them to go back and continue to rest, and then, turning to look at the ruins in front of him, he glared fiercely at Beckett, who was still frowning and thinking, and a metal house rose from the ground in an instant.

She doesn't bother to care where Beckett sleeps at night, she likes to sleep wherever she likes.

The Other, who had just emerged from the ruins, glanced at Hela's house rising from the ground, and then at Beckett, who was still frowning and thinking, holding the scepter and silently pulling the younger brother to build the house.

As a dedicated and conscientious minister, he must solve all the troublesome things he can for His Royal Highness Beckett, which is the consciousness engraved in The Other's heart.

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Somewhere in Watt Alheim, Malekith, who was constantly communicating with the aether particles in the seal, opened his eyes, and in front of him, the purple buds that had quietly appeared were blooming.

"Dreams, are they in full bloom?"

Looking at the flower in front of him that was constantly spinning and emitting a strange fragrance in front of him, Malekith's eyes showed a look of excitement.

The Flower of Dreams, a flower of destruction invented by an ancient dark elf novelist in his novel. It grows up on the body of the dark elves, and its reproductive ability is extremely good. Although it doesn't have much attack power, its buds are capable of emitting a fragrance that is enough to make people fall into fantasy. Any creature that smells this fragrance will slowly immerse itself in its own world, unable to extricate itself, until its vitality is drained by the Flower of Dreams.

Combined with the ether particles that were barely enough to unseal, the entire Nine Realms were planted with Dream Flowers. Let all the people in the Nine Realms be reduced to piglets who work unintentionally, produce unintentionally and even war, and let them be slaughtered by the dark elves, this is the goal of Malekis, and it is also his plan to conquer the Nine Realms.

And now, the aether particles have not yet been unsealed, and the Dream Flower Seed that he embodied through the power of some of the aether particles has instead bloomed the first finished product.

"It's a bit of a surprise, but let me see the performance of this flower of destruction in advance."

Sneering, Malekith crushed the flower floating in his hand, and the scene of the birthplace of the Flower of Dreams suddenly came into view......

Watt Alheim border, Asgard station.

Beckett was awakened by the alarm sound of Woz in his ears, and a strange fragrance lingered on the tip of Beckett's nose, which did not dissipate for a long time.

"Woz."

"Your Highness Beckett, Wads advises you to get out of here quickly."

Beckett frowned, got up and opened the door, and a sea of purple flowers replaced the ruins of the command hall and met Beckett's eyes......