"Your Excellency Luke, thank you for stepping in and saving my people."
The Light Elf Queen, who was thin and low in spirit, barely managed to gather her energy to offer solemn thanks to Luke.
In a short period, the Ravagers killed at least hundreds of thousands of Light Elves, and this was in the most prosperous location—the Royal Palace.
After this calamity, the Light Elves suffered a massive blow.
They, like the Aesir, were long-lived species with low birth rates, and the Elves spent their days lingering among flowers, forests, music, and beautiful scenery.. where would they find the inclination to reproduce?
After thousands of years of peace, the total population of the entire race was only a few million.
Losing a tenth or even more of their population all at once, they had never been in such a desperate state, not even during the bitter war against the Dark Elves.
Savanna Blade, while supporting her mother, secretly glanced at Luke's profile, seemingly intending to etch this face into her memory forever.
Luke nodded slightly and said, "Don't worry about it. We are all allies; mutual assistance is only right."
"Hmm?"
Just as he was speaking, Luke sensed some peculiar movement in the shadows not far away.
The next moment, hundreds of Shadow Legion members suddenly appeared, pouncing into the darkness like wolves and tigers.
Soon, sharp clanging sounds of weapons meeting rang out, accompanied by smoke bombs and explosives.
Moments later, several Shadow Ninjas dragged a black monster out of the shadows.
"This is... God Butcher Gorr's army!"
The Elven Queen's expression changed drastically, and her eyes flared with hatred.
If God Butcher Gorr had not led the Abyss Legion into the Royal Court earlier, they would not have been defeated so quickly by the Ravagers.
Against the latter alone, they would have had a chance to repel the attack even if ambushed.
But alas, they were facing the God Butcher!
"My Lord Luke, please be careful. God Butcher Gorr might be lurking nearby. That fellow has a fearsome reputation in the Universe, and countless Gods have died by his hand."
"He seems to view Gods as his mortal enemy, vowing to slaughter all of them; even the Pantheon dares not cross him easily."
Fearing that Luke might suffer due to carelessness, the Elven Queen quickly reminded him softly.
Luke used his stereoscopic vision and psychic power to search the area spanning dozens of kilometers, but he found no trace of Gorr.
"Heh, it seems someone knows of my existence, so he doesn't dare show his face in front of me!"
"So these Ravagers were simply cannon fodder, used to weaken the Asgard and Earth factions while simultaneously testing my capabilities?"
Luke instantly guessed the opponent's intentions, but unfortunately, they clearly hadn't anticipated that he also possessed a Shadow Army.
Moreover, his army had more functions and stronger power.
"Find all such little toys in Alfheim and execute them all!"
Luke waved his hand, signaling the Ninja Corps to act.
At the same time, he summoned thousands more members of the Shadow Legion.
This included members from all legions, such as the Hunter Claw Corps, Mantis Corps, Shadow Devourer Corps, and Alien Corps.
The most unique among them was undoubtedly the Shadow Devourer Corps.
Other Shadow War Corps were either tall, strong, or had special bodies that allowed them to fly; in any case, they all possessed powerful combat capabilities.
Only the Shadow Devourer Corps, upon appearance, was only the size of a small cat, resembling a black slime with legs.
It had no eyes, no hands, only a large mouth that occupied its entire head and belly.
The Shadow Devourer Corps was a late-stage developmental unit that grew by devouring the shadows of other creatures.
The more it ate, the larger its body and the stronger its power became, eventually even growing to the size of a skyscraper, capable of swallowing a person whole in one gulp.
Creatures whose shadows were eaten would immediately fall into a deep sleep, as if losing their soul, and even when exposed to sunlight, they would have no shadow.
Moreover, they were essentially impossible to kill, making them quite troublesome.
In terms of potential, the Shadow Devourer Corps surpassed the Ninja Corps and Night Bat Corps.
But for now, the Night Bat Corps could only serve as scouts.
However, this was not a major issue; there would be plenty of shadows to eat in the future.
The Elves were allies, so they were definitely off-limits, but the Dark Elves and their allies could be feasted upon.
At this point, Luke remembered something:
Could the Shadow Devourer Corps devour the shadows of zombies?
Would eating a zombie cause it to fall into a coma due to losing its soul?
Luke suppressed this thought, deciding to test it after the Shadow Legion finished cleaning up.
Seeing that Luke was about to leave, Savanna Blade felt quite reluctant, but considering that Alfheim was awaiting reconstruction, she could not leave.
She could only watch Luke depart.
The Elven Queen, seeing this, rarely smiled and said, "Savanna, you like him."
"No! I don't! That's absolutely not true!" Savanna Blade immediately gave a triple denial.
"Is that so?"
The Elven Queen deliberately said, "Originally, I wanted you to lead the army to Earth or Asgard for the alliance meeting and fight alongside Luke."
"But now it seems better if you stay home to handle the trouble, and I will lead the people myself!"
"No!!"
Savanna quickly shook her head. "I should go instead. You know me; I'm not keen on handling government affairs. Fighting is the most satisfying."
The Elven Queen laughed heartily, and before Savanna left in embarrassment, she finally issued the command.
She ordered Savanna to lead a vanguard unit consisting of three thousand elites to depart first.
Although Alfheim still had millions of compatriots, those who were skilled in warfare were few and far between.
However, they would not forget the hatred against the Ravagers.
No matter how difficult the situation, they would mobilize the largest possible army for revenge.
At the same time,
Far outside the Nine Realms, in a shadowy place that Heimdall had never paid attention to.
Shrouded in Shadow, Gorr, pale as paper and gripping All-Black the Necrosword, felt the fluctuations relayed by the sword and couldn't help but look into the distance.
"I told you, your tricks are useless against him. He is a powerful God who surpasses Odin, capable of suppressing countless living beings with a flip of his hand!"
Not far from Gorr, a woman chuckled, as if watching a good show.
"What... I will kill him eventually."
Gorr raised All-Black the Necrosword and stroked it, his blood-red eyes filled with endless killing intent. "Under my sword, even the greatest Gods can only kneel and beg for mercy!"
Saying this, Gorr looked at the woman again. "I hear you are The Creator?"
The woman named The Creator waved her hand and laughed. "I merely created some robots; I wouldn't call myself The Creator."
Gorr stared at her deeply. The God of Robots? That was also a God.
All-Black the Necrosword might yet drink its fill of oil.
The Creator stopped looking at him and instead looked at another person holding a giant hammer at the table. "Ronan, have you still not contacted the Prime Minister of the Kree Empire?"
"If Earth manages to leave the Solar System, the trouble will be enormous. Don't forget, they have another woman there!"
Ronan immediately thought of that headstrong woman, Carol. Although slightly fearful internally, he remained outwardly composed.
"No one can threaten the Empire, not even a God!"
"Soon, the Empire will develop the ultimate weapon. When that time comes, all beings standing in the Empire's path will be annihilated!"
The Creator's expression flickered slightly, curious about the ultimate weapon Ronan mentioned, but she did not ask further.
If it were any other nation, she could infiltrate their network to gather intelligence.
But the Kree Empire was truly impossible.
The Supreme Intelligence, a super-brain that aggregated all the wisdom of the Kree Empire and merged the consciousnesses of many outstanding talents, was no ordinary artificial intelligence.
Quintasha, operating under the alias The Creator, was quite wary of it.
Her gaze swept over the other side.
There were Malekith of the Dark Elves, Ebony Maw under Thanos, and Loki, the second Prince of Asgard.
"Ebony Maw, Earth still holds the Infinity Stones that your side requires. Are you not tempted?"
Ebony Maw sat upright, smiling. "Master naturally has his considerations. Earth is merely one of many insignificant Worlds."
Quintasha sneered internally. Talk about bravado—they were simply uncertain and dared not stick their necks out rashly.
Although the Ravagers were trash, life signs indicated that they all died simultaneously!
Such a feat, even among the Universe's powerhouses gathered here, inevitably caused fear.
No one wanted to be the first target.
Step forward and die!
"Although I hate to admit it, we don't have much time left."
Quintasha scanned her temporary allies, each harboring their own motives, and stated gravely, "The current environment is unfavorable. External threats are gradually encroaching upon our domains. The Reaper Civilization is merely one of many civilizations that abandoned their homes and now wander the galaxy."
"If we don't come up with a proper solution soon, what awaits us will be Eternal annihilation."
Hearing this, everyone's expressions turned grim.
The thought of the terrifying enemies they would face in the future brought a strong sense of urgency.
Ebony Maw raised his head, his face full of determination. "It is merely a small trouble. Once My Master collects all the Infinity Stones and retrieves true Death, everything in the World will return to normal!"
"So, how should we attack Earth?" This was the sentence Quintasha had been waiting for.
Ebony Maw paused, then said, "Let's stick to the original plan: first, make them too busy to deal with us, and then... secretly infiltrate Earth."
Malekith snorted. How could he unify the Ten Realms and further control the Universe while working with these insects?
The World belongs to the Dark Elves!
No one can stop him!
"It's just Luke; leave him to me!"
"As long as we successfully follow the path to the other World that Kang spoke of, both Asgard and Luke will tremble beneath our feet!"
Malekith's expression was maniacal.
And in the shadows, there were others sitting silently.
As the dim starlight flashed, one face was revealed.
It was a tall figure with a blue body—it was Kang!
Kang curled his lips, seemingly having heard a joke.
"It's useless. In front of Him, all resistance is nothing but futile struggling. Just like the many shattered Universes, what awaits us will ultimately be annihilation!"
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