At this moment, the Dark Elves' giant spaceship was like a sharp knife, plunged directly not far from the collapsed Avengers Tower.
Subsequently, a structure somewhat resembling an elevator rapidly descended from the top of the spaceship.
A large number of Dark Elves streamed out from it.
The Dark Elf leader, Malekith, looked at his clansmen who had slept with him for thousands of years, and an unprecedented excitement filled his eyes.
"Everyone, the time for our Dark Elves to rise has come! The Nine Realms shall once again return to darkness!"
"Go! Find that Asgardian named Loki! Kill all enemies who try to stop us!"
"Yes!"
These Dark Elves warriors immediately took their orders and scattered.
However, at this time, Malekith's most trusted subordinate, Arlgorim, did not scatter with the others, but carefully approached his leader and respectfully asked,
"Leader, weren't we supposed to cooperate with Loki this time? According to the agreement, after destroying this place, he would also hand over the Aether Particle."
Hearing this, Malekith, who was admiring the miserable state of the Midgardians, turned his head to look at his loyal but intellectually challenged subordinate and shook his head slightly.
"That guy's words are not to be trusted."
"After our arrival, he did not come out to greet us immediately, and even deliberately concealed the Aether Particle's fluctuations, which already shows he harbors ill intentions!"
"Then…" Hearing that the Aether Particle's fluctuations were hidden, Arlgorim's face showed a hint of worry.
However, Malekith merely shook his head with an indifferent expression.
"Don't worry, how could those Asgardian bastards truly comprehend the marvels of the Dark Force?"
"I have already sensed it; the Aether Particle is nearby. As more of our kin's footprints appear in this realm, this sensation will continue to strengthen."
"I believe it won't be long before we find Loki's whereabouts!"
He had just finished speaking.
Suddenly, a golden-red figure plummeted from the sky.
With a "thud," he landed not far in front of him.
After this golden-red figure crashed down, he kicked up a large amount of smoke and dust, causing Malekith to frown continuously.
"Hey, Mr. Faceless, since you're also looking for that bastard Loki, I think we can still be friends~"
Tony, who had descended from the sky, spoke in a very flippant tone.
But his actions did not at all resemble someone who wanted to cooperate.
At this moment, he had already raised both arms, aiming his suit's repulsor rays at the two people opposite him.
Tony, who had rushed back from the Frost Giant battlefield in Brooklyn, originally intended to find the two children, Luca and Gwen, first.
However, Luca's communication seemed to be shut off, so he couldn't be contacted for the time being.
In addition, as soon as Tony arrived, he saw this gigantic spaceship towering into the clouds, so he immediately flew over.
As for the 'friends' he mentioned?
Heh, these aliens had already caused such great slaughter in New York; in Tony's heart, they had long been sentenced to death.
However, before he could even fire these two repulsor rays.
Another figure, enveloped in endless lightning, descended from the sky.
Thor, who arrived just a step slower than Tony, did not have as much unnecessary talk as he did; he had already aimed at Malekith while still in the sky,
And charged directly at him.
With a "boom."
Violent lightning exploded in all directions, and the ground instantly caved in a section, even sending Malekith's loyal subordinate, Arlgorim, who was beside him,
Flying from the sudden huge Impact.
However, Malekith was, after all, the leader of the Dark Elves and possessed a certain level of strength himself.
Although he was caught off guard by Thor's descent, he managed to dodge the most fatal Mjolnir at the last moment,
Only to be sent flying backward by Thor's subsequent punch, crashing heavily onto the armor of the battleship behind him.
Thor pressed his advantage.
Seeing that Malekith was not gravely injured by his single blow, he stomped hard on the ground.
He shot out like a cannonball.
"Boom~"
Another loud explosion.
Thor had already gripped Malekith's neck with one hand, pinning him firmly against the battleship's armor.
With his other hand, he raised Mjolnir, pressing it against Malekith's cheek, and let out an angry growl.
"You bastards! Now! Get out of Earth!!"
As he spoke, Thor's aura continuously surged, and crackling electric arcs flickered on Mjolnir in his hand.
These constantly jumping electric arcs immediately burned charred marks onto Malekith's face.
However, even at this moment, there was no hint of panic on Malekith's face; he merely looked at Thor, who was inches away, with a somewhat mocking gaze.
At this moment, Tony suddenly spoke from behind, his tone tinged with tension and urgency.
"Hey, Thor. I suggest you look back! This Orc warrior seems to have entered his second form because of your attack!"
The 'Orc warrior' Tony referred to was naturally Arlgorim, who had just been sent flying by Thor's Impact.
This guy somehow pulled out a black and red energy crystal and crushed it directly in his hand.
Immediately after, it was as if he couldn't withstand the immense energy surge.
This Dark Elf's body immediately flickered with scarlet, magma-like patterns, and he continuously convulsed in place, emitting painful roars.
Tony was naturally not a fool who would watch an enemy transform.
In fact, after reminding Thor, his repulsor rays had already rapidly fired two energy blasts.
However, Arlgorim, who was still screaming miserably as if he could die at any moment,
The two energy blasts hitting him were like a stone sinking into the sea, not even causing a ripple.
Seeing that something was wrong, Tony immediately rushed forward to stop the opponent in close combat.
But the next moment.
It was as if to tell everyone.
A pretty girl's transformation cannot be interrupted.
A dark, black-red smoke suddenly exploded around Arlgorim.
The Impact created by Thor's landing earlier was replicated.
However, this time, it was the rapidly charging Tony who was directly blown away by this surge of air.
When the black and red smoke completely dissipated, Arlgorim, at the center of the explosion, had already stood up straight again.
At this moment, his entire body seemed to have inflated by a circle, and the original magma patterns on his body were slowly fading, making him look like a chaotic demon who had just crawled out of hell.
"Cursed Warrior!!"