The tide of battle changed so quickly that no one immediately reacted to what was happening. Before they could realize what had happened, Amora had been blown to nothing by Wanda's sudden explosion of chaos magic.

The head of the enemy just fell.

The first to react was the executioner, Amora's most loyal follower. He let out a roar that rushed into the sky, jumped vertically, and burst out with incredible bouncing force and jumped straight onto the boulder on the high place, and smashed heavily on the rock with a "boom".

The executioner's eyes were red, and he roared in a deep voice, like a beast of great sorrow. He sprang forward, leaping forward, his huge iron fist crashing down on Wanda. But Wanda's whole body was full of magic at this time, and with a light wave of her right hand, she left a crimson arc in the air. The invisible force struck the executioner, sending the massive body of the man into the rocks in a dull slam, and the whole mountain buzzed as if it were about to collapse.

The executioner jumped out of the pit that had been knocked out behind him, and charged again in desperation, but was stopped by a torrent of magic from Wanda's raised hand. He struggled to move forward, his feet sinking deep into the ground, but he couldn't move half a minute. The chaos magic fluctuations spit out from Wanda's palm were almost unbelievably powerful, and it was difficult for the executioner's physique to resist. The dark red magic exploded and finally engulfed him entirely, the executioner hissed wildly, and the huge body finally disappeared in the red light, without a trace.

And that's not all. Wanda solves the two biggest enemies one after another, but it seems that it takes no effort at all. She jumped down from a great height and flew down in mid-air, seeing that the others were still fighting the monsters that Amora had summoned from all over the world.

The red glow erupted again, like a dark red flame spilling out of the corner of her eye. She took a deep breath and spread her arms, her magic exploding again. An unrivaled force swept in all directions. Dark red waves erupted like radiation around her, as if dragging the entire battle into the realm she dominated. The crimson magic devoured all kinds of strange creatures in the sky and underground, and the magic disintegrated their bodies and erased their existence. In just a few seconds, the entire battlefield was cleaned up by the Scarlet Witch alone, and not a single bug remained.

Everyone stopped what they were doing, and looked up at Wanda with an expression that was close to "dumbfounded". The Scarlet Witch slowly fell from the sky, still wrapped in a red glow of chaos magic, which seemed to be difficult to extinguish for a while.

“...... Sister Wanda? Gwen asked, somewhat unconvinced, "Is it really you?" ”

"yes, I think." Wanda's own tone didn't sound very sure, "Who else could it be?" ”

"Wow." Pietro stepped forward to his sister and tentatively reached out and patted her on the shoulder, as if he were afraid of being burned by the mana that lingered on her body. He asked, "How did you do that?" ”

Wanda looked down at her hand, and the delicate palm was surrounded by fluctuations of magic power.

It took her a while to suppress the magic, causing the crimson energy in her pupils and body to fade away.

After a long time, she muttered back, "...... I do not know. ”

***

Watheim, the world of darkness.

Michael cast a hypnotic spell to put Ms. Foster, who was already exhausted from the aether particles removed, to sleep, and then raised his hand to release a magic circle, and the magic circle that shone with blue light opened at the soles of Dr. Jane Foster's feet, and a blue light enveloped her body, as if turning her into a ball of light, and launched into the sky.

This was a technique he had prepared before he set out, and the magic circle used to receive it was drawn in his laboratory. The circle could receive teleportation from the caster's location up to two times, and according to his plan, the first time he planned to send Dr. Foster back to Earth with the aether particles extracted, and the second chance was his ticket home.

Dr. Jane Foster would be in a coma for twelve hours before the hypnotic spell wore off, and Elizabeth would be in charge of sending her back from the lab to her residence before she woke up. When she wakes up, she will completely forget the experience in the dark world, and even if she remembers some flashbacks or clips, she will only think it is a terrible nightmare.

"You may be special in your own race, human." Malekith looked at Michael with a blank face and said in a deep voice, "But you never know what you just started." Challenging me is the stupidest decision you've ever made in your tiny life. ”

"I've heard that too much." Seeing Dr. Foster away, Michael turned back to the king of the dark elves and replied lightly, "But so far, I have never regretted it." ”

Malekith didn't answer, but the gloomy's eyes were a little more chilling. He raised his arms, and dark red aether particles erupted from his body, swirling around him like tumbling water dragons. He palmed his palms forward, and the dark red particles conjured into countless cones, whistling and shooting out with his movements.

That's a weapon that can penetrate everything. The Primordial Stone of Reality sealed in the aether particles is stimulated by the carrier of darkness, and nothing in the world can resist the erosion of that darkness.

Michael's heavy sword turned, and a faint blue glow covered the blade. He stepped on his right foot, the blade of his sword slanted, and slashed out with a volley. The force field roared and stirred, as if the space itself was trembling slightly.

The pitch-black blade slammed into the aether transfiguration awl, the dark fluid and force field collided, and the cyclone sent all the spikes flying away. The aether's spikes shattered in the air, and the dark red spikes disintegrated and dissipated.

Malekith frowned.

Sure enough, this human has two brushes. Even he himself was not sure that he would be able to catch the attack of the aether particles just now, and even the vast majority of the people in the Divine Domain would probably be killed on the spot under the attack just now. But this human has sealed it down so lightly, it seems that it is not at all effortless.

However, it cannot be said that this is not expected. If he didn't have this kind of strength, he wouldn't have been able to settle the cursed warrior with a single face. Aside from the Aether, the Cursed Warrior is the most powerful trump card of the Dark Elves, and even Thor is not necessarily their opponent when they fight head-on.

Malekith took a deep breath, and blood-like darkness rolled in his pupils. He lifted his palms and released the ether, and his momentum was even stronger than just now. He let out a low roar, slapped his palms in the air, and the dark red fluid roared in his face, like a long river.

Michael's right hand slashed across the sword, and the Terrigan hedron energy was transmitted into the sword, and the particle barrier was immediately opened. At the same time, the magic power of his left palm poured out, and the spell shield was condensed, and he was framed in front of him with two layers of defense. The torrent of aether particles slammed into the double shield, submerging his entire body, and his boots sank into the ground and panned backwards several meters.

But that's about it.

The impact was over, the shield dissipated, Michael put down the greatsword, and slowly raised his head, revealing a terrifying blue glow in the V-shaped mirror.

The dark elf's face involuntarily changed slightly.

"It's my turn."