The Dark Elf main ship, there was silence in the command hall.

It was so quiet, as if these dark elves had to slow down and lighten their breathing.

I am afraid that the breathing is too loud and too fast, which will alarm the arrogant and domineering figure on the throne.

Just a few minutes.

The figure first tortured and killed a general, and then bombarded a group of elven warriors.

Immediately after that, he killed another Cursed Warrior.

Now, even the supreme king of the dark elves, the monarch of the dark world, the emperor of Vat Alheim, is suppressed on his throne.

Even the king of Asgard was not so domineering.

The general died.

The Dark Elf Samurai is dead. ap.

The Cursed Warrior is also dead.

Now even the king is dead.

In the command hall, the remaining ministers and a few generals.

There is only one question in my mind.

Now what?

It's a headache.

Normally, they should now be indignant, justifying the king's name and avenging the dead kings and generals.

However, the strength that the man had just shown.

But let the ministers and generals understand one thing.

They are not in a position to avenge the king, the dead.

On the contrary, it could wipe out the Dark Elves for the rest of their lives!

Can't take revenge?

In that case, there seems to be only one choice.

At this time.

In the dark elves, an old man who is old enough to enter a coffin, and his face is full of wrinkles.

He knelt down with a thud and bowed to the five bodies of Azu on the throne.

"Traveler with supreme power, you are the king of the boundless universe."

"Lead us in place of Malekith, the Dark Elves."

"I, Bloom, will follow my king until the last moment of my life."

"I will defend my king until the last drop of blood is drained."

As he spoke, the minister, Bloom, pressed his forehead to the ground.

Seeing this, other ministers and generals secretly cursed "shameless" in their hearts.

but they followed suit.

The ministers threw themselves to the ground, and the generals knelt down on one knee.

Immediately after that, the other elven warriors and the other two samurai leaders in the hall also knelt down on one knee.

Surrender to Azu on the throne.

Azu lowered his head, his gaze sweeping over the dark elves.

At this time.

He scrutinized the elves.

It was not the same as the elves recorded in Western literature that he came into contact with.

The men of the Dark Elves are not handsome.

The samurai all wore masks.

As for the ministers and generals, they all look quite average.

However, one of the female generals is very attractive.

The skin is almost morbidly pale.

But where it should be big, where it should be small, where it should be small, is small.

The facial features are also in line with Azu's aesthetics.

The silver-white hair was scattered behind his back and fell on the round peach buttocks.

The two pointed ears twitched from time to time.

A woman who looks like a human being twenty-seven or eighteen.

Mature, glamorous, and with a unique flavor.

Azu pointed at her, "You, what's your name?"

This female general smiled, instantly charming and charming.

"My name is Claire, Your Majesty."

Azu nodded in satisfaction.

This female general's voice is sweet and a little heroic, not weak, which is very in line with her identity.

"Very well, Claire."

"From now on, you are my personal guard."

Slightly built in male dark elves

The petite Claire is dressed in black armor, and the armor is beautifully shaped, and the patterns on it are extremely gorgeous.

But it is clearly not designed for defense.

It's too exposed.

Ignoring the armguards and boots, the armor covers a pitifully small area.

There are only a few nail lobes on his chest and lower abdomen, which allows Claire to show a large area of skin.

She also wielded an extremely slender bayonet sword.

This sword has few other uses other than stabbing, and it cannot be used with moves such as slashing.

At this time, hearing Azu's words, the female general wearing a black cloak replied softly: "I respect your wishes, Your Majesty."

Bloom looked up and glanced at Claire without a trace, his eyes full of jealousy.

He then said in a respectful tone, "Your Majesty, what should we call you?"

Azu retains his previous title in the Marvel Universe: "The Conqueror."

"Conqueror!"

Ministers and generals savored the meaning of the title.

Bloom's eyes flashed with a frenzied light and said, "Your Majesty, the great conqueror, the dastardly Godlanders have stolen our people's secret weapon."

"That weapon called the Aether is capable of destroying the entire universe and returning it to darkness."

"Now, the Aether is back in the picture."

"Please lead us to reclaim the Aether and return the Nine Worlds to darkness and death."

Considers.

On the Dark Throne, Azu commented coldly, "Boring."

Return the Nine Worlds to Darkness.

That was the wish of the Dark Elves.

What does the dark elf's long-cherished wish have to do with Azu?

This long-cherished wish is engraved in the blood, marrow, and genes of the dark elves.

They hadn't even thought about what they were going to do after the Nine Worlds were to be brought to darkness.

It's just that fulfilling this long-cherished wish has become their instinct.

That's why Bloom brought it up at this moment.

was ruthlessly poured a bucket of cold water by Azu.

Bored!

A simple word, but extremely cold.

More like a mockery.

Mocking the Dark Elves.

Suddenly, the eyes of some ministers and generals were already flashing with anger.

Azu, who has the ability of the "Spiritual Realm", naturally senses the emotional changes of these dark elves.

He smiled and said, "However, I plan to snatch that weapon 'Aether' back from the people of the Divine Domain."

"Soon, the Aether should appear in the Divine Domain, what do you think?"

Bloom immediately offered a plan: "Your Majesty, we can have a samurai leader carry the Cursed Stone and enter Asgard as a captive."

"At that time, the samurai leader can use the Cursed Stone to transform into a cursed warrior and wreak havoc from within."

"In order to attract the attention of the people of the Divine Domain, and at this time, I can easily infiltrate the Divine Domain and wreak havoc."

With that, Bloom looked at Azu triumphantly.

He thought it was a brilliant idea.

Just waiting to be praised by the new king.

Unexpectedly, Azu said in a loud voice, "You have been a sewer rat for too long, have you completely regarded yourself as a rat?"

"You don't call the dark elves at all, or the dark rats, or the cosmic rats."

"You want to do those sneaky tricks and leave me alone, but don't take me with you."

"Shame, you know?"

"If I'm going to start a war, I'm going to fight it head-on."

"I'm going to convince the people of the Divine Realm."

"I will step on their faces, so that they can only look at me."

"Instead of calling me despicable afterwards!"

Bloom frowned, "Yes

If they don't carry out a surprise attack, what if they escape with the Aether?"

Azu smiled, "No, just let them know that we can't defeat us."

"Then some of them will bring the 'ether' to me themselves."

"Still."

"More than war."

"I'm more worried that you don't have a way to recycle the aether."

Speaking of this, Azu looked at the corpse of Malekith under the throne.

In the movie, Malekith starts with Jane. Foster recycled the Aether from his body and incorporated it into his body.

Now this dark monarch is dead.

In case the dark elves had no means to return, then Azu had only one way to think of it.

OK.

The Dark Elves have such a method.

Bloom immediately said, "Don't worry, Your Majesty."

"We have a way to recycle the aether, not as clever as Malekith, but it is more than enough to recycle the aether."

Azu nodded: "Very good, otherwise, if you are not even as good as a little raccoon, as your majesty, I will be very shameless."

The dark elves looked at each other, unsure of what a little raccoon was.

Azu pointed to the corpse of Muskis under the throne, "Also, how long are you going to let this corpse lie here?"

Bloom hurriedly asked the Dark Elf warrior to take Malekith's body away.

Azu hooked his finger at Claire, "You, come here."

"Tell me about the dark elves."

"The others can go."

At that moment, Bloom and the other dark elves retreated.

Only the charming Claire remained.

Look at this female elf with long breasts and thighs and pale skin.

Azu smiled, thinking that life must keep trying.

Let's get a taste of the Dark Elves today.

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God's Domain, Asgard.

Rainbow Bridge.

As the guardian of the Rainbow Bridge, Heimdall in golden armor is motionless like a statue.

His golden eyes kept an eye on the Nine Worlds, observing the changes on countless planets, and guarding against powerful enemies attacking Asgard.

At this time, the Rainbow Bridge was opening, and the brilliant colored light at the entrance flickered.

Suddenly something flew out of there.

Half a car head.

Heimdall veered his head, and let the thing fly past him, falling to the ground, and sparking a spark on the bridge.

Subsequently, at the entrance of the Rainbow Bridge, a figure stands out.

The prince of Asgard, Thor the god of thunder, takes his girlfriend Jane. Foster appears in front of Heimdall's eyes.

Not so long ago.

Heimdall suddenly couldn't see Jane. Foster, so Thor immediately went to Earth.

To Heimdall's surprise, the little prince actually brought his girlfriend, a mortal, to Asgard.

His Majesty will probably be unhappy at this point.

The dark-faced Guardian thought to himself.

"Hello."

At that moment, Heimdall heard the mortal greet him.

His face was expressionless, but he said, "Welcome to Asgard."

Simple. Foster smiled.

Thor took her hand and said softly, "We should go."

When they pass by the Guardians.

Heimdall whispered, "She's not in great shape."

Thor nodded, "That's exactly why I brought her back to Asgard."

The Guardian turned his back to him, his sword in his hand, and said, "I hope Your Majesty won't blame you for this."

Thor smiled, for

He didn't care about that.

He took Jane. Foster leaves and finds his mother.

His mother, Frigga, was an excellent wizard, and Thor begged his mother to see Jane. Foster's case.

At this time.

Simple. Foster lies on a stone bed with a mannequin of red particles floating on it.

Frigga is doing a detailed examination of her son's beloved woman.

"What's that?" Simple. Foster asked curiously.

"Quiet." Frigga whispered, making some adjustments that would allow the mannequin to show more detail.

Thor stood aside and said to one of his mother's assistants, "This is non-earthly matter, have you seen it?"

"I've never seen it."

The beautiful female assistant shook her head and expressed concern, "But the energy churning in her body is enough to kill her."

The female assistant's words made Thor's face become solemn.

Jane lying on a stone bed. Foster himself, however, did not feel that he was in danger.

She was even curious about the methods that Asgard now used to check herself.

"It's a quantum field generator, right?"

Frigga looked at the inquisitive woman and said lightly, "This is the Soul Forge Furnace."

Simple. Foster asked, "So the Soul Forge can transfer molecular energy, right?"

She looked at Thor, "That's still a quantum field generator."

Thor smiled back.

Then an old but majestic voice rang out: "Is my word the wind in my ears?"

"It doesn't work for you at all."

"She's sick, father." Thor turned his head and looked at the old man who had walked in.

The old man had pale hair and wore a golden eye patch.

He is dressed in ornate armor.

It is none other than the father of the gods, Odin.

"Of course mortals get sick."

Odin walked over and looked at Jane on the stone bed. Foster glanced.

Thor spread his hands and said, "I brought her here because we could help her."

"She doesn't have access to our Asgardian temple, she's a mortal."

"It's like some dishes can't be served on the table."

"No mortal can set foot in Asgard." Odin said in an irrefutable tone.

Simple. Foster sat up on the stone bed, "How could he talk like that."

"Who does he think he is?"

Odin looked at the woman.

"I am Odin, the father of the gods."

"Protector of the Nine Kingdoms."

"I know who you are."

"Jane. Foster."

Simple. Foster couldn't help but look at Thor, "You told your father about me?"

Thor was about to respond, but Odin was already waving, "Take her away."

Two Asgard warriors immediately walked over.

Thor hurriedly said, "No......

The voice ended.

Two copies of the famous Asgard warriors have gone to Rajan. Foster's hand, but at this moment, the lady suddenly erupted with a dark red impact, lifting the two famous Asgard warriors away.

Only then did Thor finish, "Don't touch her."

Odin was also startled, and hurriedly came over to check on Jane. Foster.

"It can't be."

The Father of the Gods sighed that he noticed that Jane. Foster has something in his body.

Something ancient, dark, evil substance.

"What's in her body protecting her?" Frigga walked over and looked at her husband and said.

Odin shook his head, "No, it's protecting itself."

"Follow me." He then said.

A moment later.

Thor and Jane. Foster, followed the Father of the Gods into a hall.

"There's some leftover matter from before the universe was formed."

"What she has in her body seems to be one of them."

Next.

Odin spoke of the Dark Elves, about the "Aether", and finally with certainty.

"The substance in your little girlfriend's body is the "ether" of the dark elves."

"Where did you find it?"

Faced with the question of the Father of the Gods, Jane. Foster couldn't tell.

Meanwhile.

On the Rainbow Bridge.

Heimdall's eyes suddenly widened, and in those golden pupils, black, T-shaped spaceships appeared!

"No!"

"No!"

Heimdall hurriedly ran out of the control room of the Rainbow Bridge, only to see that in the sky, huge black spaceships were lifted from invisibility and appeared on the Rainbow Bridge.

These ships are so huge that any one of them could easily blow up the grandest and greatest palace in Asgard.

Heimdall was as small as an ant in the face of them.

The Guardians of Asgard looked at them and felt powerless to sound the alarm.

A moment later.

Working for Thor and Jane. Foster's Odin who was explaining the dark elves and the "ether" suddenly heard the siren, and his face changed.

A Asgard warrior ran into the hall and said with a solemn face, "Your Majesty, it's a dark elf."

Odin looked at Jane. Foster: "Here we are."

"Malekith is coming for the Aether, for her."

"Protect her, if the Aether falls into the hands of the Dark Elves, the Nine Worlds will cease to exist!"

With that, Odin strode out of the hall.

Thor pulled Jane up. Foster's hand said, "Follow me."

Bursts of sirens sounded in Asgard.

And on the Rainbow Bridge, the flying of the dark elves is appearing one after another.

At this time, it is located in the command hall of the main ship.

Azu sat on the Dark Throne, and at his feet sat the female general, Claire.

This female general, who looked charming and dressed coolly, leaned on Azu's lap, raised her head, and looked at her majesty with watery eyes.

Look at this strong man.

It can be said that in the past few days, this man has made up for her long-standing emptiness.

His bravery, his strength, his toughness.

Let Claire be completely conquered by him.

Azu lowered his head, lifted Claire's chin with his hand, and smiled, "Go ahead."

"Go and build up your deeds for me."

"If you do a good job, I'll reward you well."

Claire's nostrils dilated slightly, and she smiled seductively.

Jump off the throne again and turn around.

The female general has a frosty face.

It seems that her gentleness, her passion.

It belongs only to the man on the throne.

Azu gestured, and the "window" in front of the command hall opened.

Sitting on the throne, Azu flew out of the main ship along with the throne.

One after another, the ships of the dark elves continue to fly out strange fighters that are completely unaerodynamic.

These subjects are pitch black, flashing red dark elf fighters, dense in the sky.

Spread around Azu, but below the conqueror.

Azu's head on top of his head.

There is nothing but blue skies and white clouds.