Confrontation with Malekith

Yi Hu and Potts returned to Stark Tower. The things they had seen and heard greatly shocked Pepper Potts, but her feelings were quickly overwhelmed by the stack of files. Yi Huo smiled and bid farewell to Potts before taking the elevator to the ground floor.

Meanwhile, at S.H.I.E.L.D. headquarters, Agent Hill knocked on the office door and said in a low voice, "Director, we have Dr. Jane Foster's research report."

Nick Fury reached out and took the report, glanced at the data, and tossed it aside. With a cold tone, he asked, "Is there any follow-up on what happened at Stark Tower?"

"Just now, the satellite transmitted images of Yi Huo and Potts!" Hill crossed her arms in front of her, speaking in a calm tone. Nick Fury's eyes flickered, and he said in a deep voice, "How is the progress on Jessica's brainwashing? Can we use her to gather information about Yi Huo?"

Hill shook her head with a conflicted expression. Seeing this, Nick Fury waved his hand, indicating for her to leave. This trump card had to be carefully honed to unleash its full effectiveness. At the same time, two figures landed in the factory where the Aether had last appeared.

"The Aether was last seen in this location!" Malekith carefully scanned the surrounding space with his spaceship, hoping to find the hidden entrance. After ten minutes, Malekith stopped his actions and used the ship's AI to connect to the Earth's network, searching for information about this location.

Five minutes later, Malekith piloted the ship and left Earth, preparing to go to other realms to incite the people to oppose Odin's rule. Without the Aether, the Dark Elves within the spaceship were unable to survive in the Nine Realms. Rather than lingering on, it was better to die gloriously in battle.

As the ship arrived on the outskirts of Vanaheim, Malekith saw a beam of rainbow light descending on the planet. After hesitating for a moment, he decided to enter the planet and join forces with the Vanir to resist Asgard.

Thor and Stark landed on the battlefield together. Having previously fought alongside each other against the interstellar plunderers of Nidavellir, they had become somewhat familiar. They quickly fought their way out of the rebel forces and joined the Asgardian army led by Sif.

Just when everyone thought that Thor's arrival would end the war, several three-meter-tall Curse Warriors descended from the sky and punched Stark, stopping the arrogant Thor. The previously disoriented rebel forces regrouped and charged once again towards the Asgardian army.

The addition of the Curse Warriors gave the rebel forces top-tier combat power, quickly pushing back the Asgardian army. Thor fought alone against three Curse Warriors, rendering them powerless. However, Stark was grabbed by two Curse Warriors and brutally beaten on the ground.

With no supplies, he could only rely on his repulsor blasts to counterattack, but those attacks were as effective as tickling the Curse Warriors. Heimdall, observing the battle from the Rainbow Bridge, watched the Curse Warriors in the crowd and quickly ran to the palace to inform Odin.

"The Dark Elves?" Odin murmured softly and stood up from his throne. Clad in a shiny silver armor that covered his body, he held the Gungnir and walked down the steps of the throne. He mounted his eight-legged horse and headed towards the Rainbow Bridge.

Passing through the civilian residential area, some veteran warriors looked at Odin, who was donning his battle armor, and immediately returned to their rooms to grab their weapons and follow his silhouette. When they arrived at the Rainbow Bridge, Odin had already gathered thousands of old soldiers. This was the commanding power of the King of the Gods.

While Thor was entangled in a battle with three Curse Warriors, he felt a gust of wind behind him. Before he could dodge, one of the Curse Warriors grabbed him from behind. The next moment, the two of them were thrown five meters away and crashed heavily to the ground. Malekith's figure appeared where Thor had been standing, and he looked at the battered Thor and said in a low voice, "You have a familiar aura. Who are you Bor Burison?"

"Who are you? How do you know my grandfather's name?" Thor used Mjolnir to suppress the Curse Warrior beneath him and stood up, looking at Malekith with a serious expression. The trapped Curse Warrior struggled relentlessly but couldn't break free from Mjolnir's hold.

"Hahaha! I've actually encountered the grandson of Bor!" Malekith's eyes flashed with madness as he coldly said, "Your grandfather destroyed everything I had worked for. Today, I will use your blood to cleanse the shame he brought upon me!"

As Malekith's words fell, he appeared in front of Thor and struck him in the chest with a palm. Thor, who was sent flying, extended his hand and summoned Mjolnir, swinging it towards the approaching figure. However, Malekith grabbed the hammer with one hand and, to Thor's shocked gaze, punched him away.

"How could you wield Mjolnir!"

Thor shouted incredulously, unable to hide his astonishment. Malekith firmly held the struggling Mjolnir and wore a disdainful smile on his face as he softly said, "Forget about it being a dead planet's core; even if it were alive, I could destroy it!"

Although Malekith's words sounded domineering, destroying an entire planet was still quite challenging for him. He was describing his former self, who possessed the Aether. Now, his power had severely declined, and he was no longer the formidable Dark Elf ruler he once was. However, dealing with a novice like Thor posed no problem.

Regaining his senses, Thor began to steadily fight against Malekith, gradually turning the tide of the battle in his favor. After two minutes, he started using his mouth like Tony to disrupt Malekith's concentration.

"Just a piece of trash like you dared to face my grandfather! With a useless leader like you, it's no wonder the Dark Elves were wiped out!"

"Ah! Damn Asgardians! If it wasn't for that vile Bor using the Rainbow Bridge to steal the Aether, I would have already conquered the Nine Realms!"

Seizing the opportunity when Malekith was distracted, Thor swung Mjolnir, hitting him in the chest and sending him flying. He then summoned the thunder in the sky to strike Malekith in mid-air. However, this series of attacks only left a scorch mark on his armor.

Thor raised Mjolnir, pointing it at Malekith, ready to taunt him. But just then, five Curse Warriors surrounded Thor, causing him to feel the shockwaves transmitted through his armor. Thor cursed loudly, "Is this the combat style of the Dark Elves?"

Malekith ignored Thor's mockery. At this moment, he only wanted to kill the Asgardian. Just as Malekith was about to strike Thor from behind, a pillar of rainbow light enveloped Thor, pushing back Malekith and several Curse Warriors.

"Father..."

Thor looked at Odin, who was adorned in armor and wielding a sharp weapon on his eight-legged horse. He felt his face flush, remembering his most embarrassing moments whenever his father saw him. Ignoring his foolish son on the ground, Odin shifted his gaze to Malekith and said in a low voice, "As the king of the Dark Elves, I am willing to negotiate a peace treaty on behalf of Asgard and assist you in rebuilding Svartalfheim!"

"Asgardians, put away your disgusting face!" Malekith glared at Odin, feeling the opponent's power, and said in a deep voice, "Unless you return the Aether to me, we shall meet on the battlefield!"

"I have no information about the Aether..."

Odin sighed and shook his head. He was about to continue persuading when he was interrupted by Malekith raising his hand.