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Chapter 502
chapter 0229 part 1
**Chapter 228: Malekith and Mephisto, the Guest (Last day, brothers, asking for Monthly Tickets)**
Having just taken a punch from Hulk head-on and been sent flying over ten meters, Malekith was instantly engulfed by blazing white lightning.
In the high altitude, Thor swung Mjolnir. Thunder as massive as a mountain was continuously drawn down by him, like a blazing white light beam rising in the darkness.
"Is that Dark Elf dead?!"
Tony Stark flew in mid-air. On the face screen of the Iron Man suit in front of him, the energy analysis values were displayed.
The current energy analysis values were all lightning energy values, completely unable to show the Dark Elf at the center of the lightning.
The soil of Svartalfheim beneath his feet was illuminated brightly by this lightning light beam. The moss-like plants covering the ground were directly carbonized into a pile of black powder under the high temperature of the thunder.
The land where that Dark Elf stood was directly struck by lightning and turned into sparkling carbonized crystal.
Under lightning of this intensity and high temperature, Tony Stark didn't think any carbon-based life could survive, but Thor was still swinging his hammer, his hands swinging so fast they were almost throwing off sparks.
"J.A.R.V.I.S., activate multi-frequency energy analysis!" Tony Stark said seriously, realizing something was wrong!
"Yes, sir. Multi-frequency energy analyzer activated!"
Inside the Iron Man suit, as J.A.R.V.I.S.'s voice sounded, the energy analysis display on the panel screen in front of Tony Stark split into two. This time, the sharp-eyed Tony Stark discovered a blue energy wave peak value appearing within the energy values representing lightning.
"J.A.R.V.I.S., the red energy values are the thunder power summoned by Thor, what about the blue one?"
"Sir, from the structure of the energy analysis values, that Dark Elf Leader is clearly still alive, and his life fluctuation hasn't weakened much?"
"How is that possible?" Tony Stark frowned.
Under this level of energy attack, how could any life still be alive?
In fact, not only was Malekith still alive, but his condition wasn't greatly affected, because this is Svartalfheim, the land that the Dark Elves have cultivated for hundreds of thousands of years.
"Malekith!"
On Earth, in the Norwegian Sea, on a wooden canoe, a white-haired and bearded one-eyed old man was watching Svartalfheim through The Void.
Malekith, the Leader of the Dark Elf race of Svartalfheim, like his father, the previous generation God King of Asgard, Bor, is a relic of a bygone era.
The Dark Elf race has always been determined to turn the Nine Realms and even the entire Universe into lightless dark lands. Besides their preference for a dark living environment, it's also because darkness greatly amplifies their strength.
Especially Malekith, the Leader of the Dark Elf race, they have a strength that can assimilate with darkness.
Back then, when the Dark Elf race wanted to unify the Nine Realms, Asgard's previous generation God King Bor led the gods to resist the Dark Elf race.
Malekith, holding the Aether, caused no small number of casualties to Asgard.
Even Bor's two princes, Odin's two brothers, died by Malekith's hand.
Odin wasn't very worried about Thor's safety. Without the enhancement of the Aether, Malekith's ability to merge with Svartalfheim like this cannot last too long.
…………………
It wasn't just God King Odin watching Svartalfheim.
On Earth, in the Tibetan Snow Mountain, Tang Song and Ancient One were each having a cup of butter tea, watching the battle of Svartalfheim through the Round Light Technique.
Malekith, merged with darkness, turned into dark mist and spread upwards along the thunder light beam. The blazing white lightning light beam instantly extinguished in the darkness.
Thor hadn't reacted yet and was directly submerged in the dark mist.
"An Asgardian God? Didn't Bor tell you? This is Svartalfheim, it is the kingdom of darkness!"
In the darkness, a fist swung heavily onto Thor's face, smashing him away.
In the dark mist, the faintly visible Malekith withdrew his fist. At this moment, his pale face was covered with patterns like thorny flowers, and his lower body seemed to have merged with the surrounding darkness.
The extreme darkness, like a black hole, absorbed all light sources. Whether it was the lightning radiance summoned by Thor, or Human Torch's firelight, in this kind of darkness, they all seemed to become much dimmer.
"Hulk!"
Facing this anomaly of Malekith, others might consider the reason, worry about ambush, but Hulk directly leaped up, waving both fists, and rushed forward recklessly.
Malekith swung a fist downwards, and the dark mist around him instantly turned into a giant dark fist, smashing downwards.
The clearly defined, lifelike fist, compared to Hulk's leaping figure, was like a black wall.
Hulk looked at this wall overhead and roared as he crashed into it without hesitation.
Bang! After an earth-shaking tremor, a tens-of-meters-wide fist print appeared on the ground.
The dark fist, whose finger joints were even larger than Hulk's entire body, directly smashed the bouncing Hulk into the ground like a nail.
"Hulk!"
Hulk shook his head, dizzy, anger filling his eyes with green radiance, and he climbed out of the fist pit.
He continued to bounce up and pounced towards Malekith.
"Boom!"
This time, descending from the sky was a giant palm formed by dark mist, its clearly defined palm print slapped him back into the ground.
"Such vigorous vitality, but how many times can you persist, or, how about this!"
Malekith watched Hulk soar into the sky once again, impatiently controlling the dark mist, turning it into a large dark hand that clutched Hulk in its palm like catching flies, wanting to crush him.
Hulk supported himself with both hands against the dark palm pushing over like two walls, his green muscles tensed, letting out a roar: "Hulk!"
"Boom!"
Tony Stark flew over, his Iron Man suit at full firepower, wanting to save Hulk.
However, his missile barrage on Malekith was like exploding on a cloud of smoke; the smoke scattered under the impact of the bombing, but before the aftermath dissipated, Malekith reassembled himself.
Malekith looked towards Tony Stark. From the dark mist, countless sharp blades shot out, clanging against Tony Stark.
"Whew! It seems the hardness of Wakanda's vibranium is definitely fine?"
Protected by the vibranium armor, Tony Stark couldn't even feel the impact, only that his armor coating was scratched.
Before Tony Stark finished his teasing words, a large dark hand tens of meters long extended from the dark mist, directly slapping him away.
**Chapter 228: Malekith and Mephisto, the Guest (Last day, brothers, asking for Monthly Tickets)**
Having just taken a punch from Hulk head-on and been sent flying over ten meters, Malekith was instantly engulfed by blazing white lightning.
In the high altitude, Thor swung Mjolnir. Thunder as massive as a mountain was continuously drawn down by him, like a blazing white light beam rising in the darkness.
"Is that Dark Elf dead?!"
Tony Stark flew in mid-air. On the face screen of the Iron Man suit in front of him, the energy analysis values were displayed.
The current energy analysis values were all lightning energy values, completely unable to show the Dark Elf at the center of the lightning.
The soil of Svartalfheim beneath his feet was illuminated brightly by this lightning light beam. The moss-like plants covering the ground were directly carbonized into a pile of black powder under the high temperature of the thunder.
The land where that Dark Elf stood was directly struck by lightning and turned into sparkling carbonized crystal.
Under lightning of this intensity and high temperature, Tony Stark didn't think any carbon-based life could survive, but Thor was still swinging his hammer, his hands swinging so fast they were almost throwing off sparks.
"J.A.R.V.I.S., activate multi-frequency energy analysis!" Tony Stark said seriously, realizing something was wrong!
"Yes, sir. Multi-frequency energy analyzer activated!"
Inside the Iron Man suit, as J.A.R.V.I.S.'s voice sounded, the energy analysis display on the panel screen in front of Tony Stark split into two. This time, the sharp-eyed Tony Stark discovered a blue energy wave peak value appearing within the energy values representing lightning.
"J.A.R.V.I.S., the red energy values are the thunder power summoned by Thor, what about the blue one?"
"Sir, from the structure of the energy analysis values, that Dark Elf Leader is clearly still alive, and his life fluctuation hasn't weakened much?"
"How is that possible?" Tony Stark frowned.
Under this level of energy attack, how could any life still be alive?
In fact, not only was Malekith still alive, but his condition wasn't greatly affected, because this is Svartalfheim, the land that the Dark Elves have cultivated for hundreds of thousands of years.
"Malekith!"
On Earth, in the Norwegian Sea, on a wooden canoe, a white-haired and bearded one-eyed old man was watching Svartalfheim through The Void.
Malekith, the Leader of the Dark Elf race of Svartalfheim, like his father, the previous generation God King of Asgard, Bor, is a relic of a bygone era.
The Dark Elf race has always been determined to turn the Nine Realms and even the entire Universe into lightless dark lands. Besides their preference for a dark living environment, it's also because darkness greatly amplifies their strength.
Especially Malekith, the Leader of the Dark Elf race, they have a strength that can assimilate with darkness.
Back then, when the Dark Elf race wanted to unify the Nine Realms, Asgard's previous generation God King Bor led the gods to resist the Dark Elf race.
Malekith, holding the Aether, caused no small number of casualties to Asgard.
Even Bor's two princes, Odin's two brothers, died by Malekith's hand.
Odin wasn't very worried about Thor's safety. Without the enhancement of the Aether, Malekith's ability to merge with Svartalfheim like this cannot last too long.
…………………
It wasn't just God King Odin watching Svartalfheim.
On Earth, in the Tibetan Snow Mountain, Tang Song and Ancient One were each having a cup of butter tea, watching the battle of Svartalfheim through the Round Light Technique.
Malekith, merged with darkness, turned into dark mist and spread upwards along the thunder light beam. The blazing white lightning light beam instantly extinguished in the darkness.
Thor hadn't reacted yet and was directly submerged in the dark mist.
"An Asgardian God? Didn't Bor tell you? This is Svartalfheim, it is the kingdom of darkness!"
In the darkness, a fist swung heavily onto Thor's face, smashing him away.
In the dark mist, the faintly visible Malekith withdrew his fist. At this moment, his pale face was covered with patterns like thorny flowers, and his lower body seemed to have merged with the surrounding darkness.
The extreme darkness, like a black hole, absorbed all light sources. Whether it was the lightning radiance summoned by Thor, or Human Torch's firelight, in this kind of darkness, they all seemed to become much dimmer.
"Hulk!"
Facing this anomaly of Malekith, others might consider the reason, worry about ambush, but Hulk directly leaped up, waving both fists, and rushed forward recklessly.
Malekith swung a fist downwards, and the dark mist around him instantly turned into a giant dark fist, smashing downwards.
The clearly defined, lifelike fist, compared to Hulk's leaping figure, was like a black wall.
Hulk looked at this wall overhead and roared as he crashed into it without hesitation.
Bang! After an earth-shaking tremor, a tens-of-meters-wide fist print appeared on the ground.
The dark fist, whose finger joints were even larger than Hulk's entire body, directly smashed the bouncing Hulk into the ground like a nail.
"Hulk!"
Hulk shook his head, dizzy, anger filling his eyes with green radiance, and he climbed out of the fist pit.
He continued to bounce up and pounced towards Malekith.
"Boom!"
This time, descending from the sky was a giant palm formed by dark mist, its clearly defined palm print slapped him back into the ground.
"Such vigorous vitality, but how many times can you persist, or, how about this!"
Malekith watched Hulk soar into the sky once again, impatiently controlling the dark mist, turning it into a large dark hand that clutched Hulk in its palm like catching flies, wanting to crush him.
Hulk supported himself with both hands against the dark palm pushing over like two walls, his green muscles tensed, letting out a roar: "Hulk!"
"Boom!"
Tony Stark flew over, his Iron Man suit at full firepower, wanting to save Hulk.
However, his missile barrage on Malekith was like exploding on a cloud of smoke; the smoke scattered under the impact of the bombing, but before the aftermath dissipated, Malekith reassembled himself.
Malekith looked towards Tony Stark. From the dark mist, countless sharp blades shot out, clanging against Tony Stark.
"Whew! It seems the hardness of Wakanda's vibranium is definitely fine?"
Protected by the vibranium armor, Tony Stark couldn't even feel the impact, only that his armor coating was scratched.
Before Tony Stark finished his teasing words, a large dark hand tens of meters long extended from the dark mist, directly slapping him away.
