boom!
The brilliant lightning dispelled the darkness around him, and the thick thunder poured down like a waterfall, striking Malekith directly.
Malekith, who had just taken a punch from Hulk and was blasted more than ten meters away, was instantly engulfed by the blazing white lightning.
High in the sky, Thor swung his hammer, and thunder as thick as mountains was continuously drawn down by him, like a column of blazing white light rising in the darkness.
"That dark-skinned elf is dead?!"
Tony Stark was flying in the air, and the energy analysis values were displayed on the face screen of the Iron Man suit in front of him.
The energy analysis values at this time are all the energy values of lightning, and the dark elf in the center of the lightning cannot be seen at all.
The soil of the dark world beneath one's feet was illuminated brightly by the pillar of lightning, and the mosses all over the ground were directly carbonized into a pile of black powder under the high temperature of thunder.
The land where the dark elf stood was directly struck by lightning and turned into sparkling carbonized crystals.
Under such intense lightning and high temperatures, Tony Stark didn't think any carbon-based life could survive.
But Thor continued to swing his hammer, and sparks were almost coming out of his hands.
"Jarvis, start multi-frequency energy analysis!" Tony Stark realized something was wrong and said seriously!
"Yes! Sir, the multi-frequency energy analyzer is turned on!"
Inside the Iron Man suit, as Jarvis' voice sounded, the energy analysis wave on the panel screen in front of Tony Stark split into two.
This time, the sharp-eyed Tony Stark discovered that in the energy value representing lightning, there appeared a blue energy peak value.
"JARVIS, the red energy value is the power of thunder summoned by Thor, what about the blue one?"
"Sir, judging from the structure of the energy analysis values, the dark elf leader is obviously still alive, and his life fluctuations have not weakened much?"
"How is that possible?" Tony Stark frowned.
How could there be any life still alive under this level of energy attack
In fact, Malekith is not only still alive, but his condition has not been greatly affected, because this is Vartheim, the dark world that the dark elves have run for hundreds of thousands of years.
"Malekith!"
On Earth, in the Norwegian Sea, on a wooden canoe, a one-eyed old man with white hair and beard is looking at Watheim through the void.
Malekith, the leader of the dark elves in Vartheim, is an antique from the last era, just like his father, Bal, the previous god-king of Asgard.
The Dark Elves have always been determined to transform the Nine Realms and even the entire universe into a dark land without light. Not only do they like the dark living environment, but also because darkness greatly increases their strength.
Especially Malekith, the leader of the dark elves, they have a power that can assimilate with darkness.
When the Dark Elves wanted to unify the Nine Realms, Asgard's previous God-King, Bal, led the gods to resist the Dark Elves.
Malekith, holding the Aether particles, caused considerable casualties to Asgard.
Even the two princes of Bal, brothers of Odin, died at the hands of Malekith.
Odin was not too worried about Thor's safety.
Without the blessing of the ether particles, Malekith's ability to merge with Watheim would not last long.
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It's not just the God King Odin who is watching Vartheim.
In the snow-capped mountains of Tibet on Earth, Tang Songzheng and Gu Yi each had a cup of butter tea and watched the Battle of Watheim through the circular light technique.
Malekith merged with the darkness and turned into a black mist, spreading up along the column of lightning. The blazing white column of lightning was instantly extinguished in the darkness.
Thor was submerged in the dark fog before he could react.
"The God of Asgard? Didn't Bauer tell you? This is Vatheim, the kingdom of darkness!"
In the darkness, a fist hit Thor's face hard, knocking him away.
In the dark fog, Malekith, who was looming, retracted his fist. His pale face was now covered with thorn-like lines, and his lower body seemed to have merged with the surrounding darkness.
The extreme darkness absorbed all light sources like a black hole. No matter whether it was the lightning summoned by Thor or the fire from the Human Torch, they all seemed to become much dimmer in this darkness.
"Hulk!"
Faced with Malekith's abnormal behavior, others might consider the cause and worry about an ambush.
The Hulk jumped up, waved his fists, and rushed forward.
Malekith swung his fist downward, and the dark mist around him suddenly turned into a huge dark fist, smashing downwards.
The lifelike fist with distinct knuckles looked like a black wall compared to Hulk's jumping figure.
Hulk looked at the wall above his head and rushed towards it with a roar without hesitation.
Bang! After a series of earth-shaking tremors, a fist mark several dozen meters in size appeared on the ground.
The dark fist, whose knuckles were larger than Hulk's body, smashed the jumping Hulk directly into the ground like a nail.
"Hulk!"
The Hulk shook his dizzy head, his eyes filled with green light representing anger, and he climbed out of the fist pit.
He continued to jump up and pounced on Malekith.
"boom!"
This time, a huge hand formed by black mist fell from the sky, and the palm print with clear fingerprints slammed him back into the ground.
"What a strong vitality, but how long can you last? Or, how about this?"
Malekith watched the Hulk soar into the sky again, and impatiently controlled the dark mist, turning it into a big dark hand that grabbed Hulk in his palm like a fly, trying to crush him.
Hulk used his hands to hold up the dark hands that were pushing at him like two walls. His green muscles tensed up and he let out a roar: "Hulk!"
"boom!"
Tony Stark flew over, with his Iron Man suit at full power, trying to rescue Hulk.
However, his missile bombardment on Malekith was like bombardment on a cloud of smoke. The smoke dispersed into a ball under the bombardment, but before the aftermath of the bombardment dissipated, Malekith gathered himself together again.
Malekith looked towards Tony Stark, and countless sharp blades shot out from the dark fog, clanging and covering Tony Stark.
"Huh! It looks like there's no problem with the hardness of Wakanda's vibranium?"
Under the protection of the vibranium suit, Tony Stark couldn't even feel the vibration of the suit, but the coating of his suit was directly scratched.
Before Tony Stark could finish his teasing remark, a dark hand several dozen meters long reached out from the dark fog and slapped him away.
"Hey man, what's going on! Is he on steroids?"
Thunderbolt's body was ablaze with flames, and he dodged the sword blades that appeared in the dark mist.
He is not like Tony Stark, who has a vibranium suit to protect him.
He could only rely on his speed to dodge the occasional attacks from the dark fog.
There were several times when he would have been shot into a hornet's nest by those pitch-black swords if he had not flown fast enough.
He shouted and asked towards Thor who was swinging his hammer to summon thunder in the distance.
"His power has merged with this dark world, but he can't hold on for long! BANG!"
Before Thor could finish his words, he was punched away by Malekith.
"A bunch of little bugs, this is Watheim!"
Malekith floats in the air, his lower body blending into the dark mist, looking like the djinn in Western mythology.
The rapidly expanding dark fog covered an area of dozens of miles, and at the same time, it was constantly absorbing the surrounding darkness, expanding rapidly at a multiple of the speed.
"Fuck! Maybe we should just use the nuclear bomb!"
The Human Torch's extremely fast flight drew a trail of fire in the dark Watheim.
He looked at Malekith, who was like an octopus spitting ink under the sea, and once again dodged the attack of the dark mist, and complained.
"Retreat! Everyone leave this dark area!"
On Earth, Frank, who was watching this scene through the surveillance screen, ordered the SHIELD agents to retreat.
"It's your turn next, Johnny!"
After the SHIELD agents who suffered heavy casualties evacuated one after another, Frank looked at the motorcyclist next to him who was wearing a fully enclosed helmet.
"You better pray your boss didn't lie to me!"
Johnny seemed to be enduring the pain. A dull sound came from under the helmet. After warning Frank, he pushed his foot, stepped on the accelerator and rushed towards the space wrinkle.
The speeding motorcycle was rising with flames, and the moment it rushed into the folds of space, Johnny's head turned into a burning skull shape.
Ghost Rider—Returns!
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Waltheim
Malekith's eyes were fierce and full of impatience.
After discovering that ordinary energy attacks had no effect on him,
After Frank gave the order to retreat, most of the human soldiers and some thin-skinned superheroes retreated back to Earth.
The few people who stayed behind in Watheim, the Hulk, Thor, the mutant Sabretooth, the Black Panther T'Challa, and Iron Man Tony Stark...
The first three have thick skin and strong muscles, while Black Panther and Iron Man are both wearing vibranium armor with full defense.
Malekith crushed these little bugs easily, but they kept getting up again and again, especially the big green guy, who was like an immortal monster.
Damn it, if the ether particles were still there, he could easily tear these bugs to pieces with the power of the ether particles.
Malekith punched the enraged Hulk once again and smashed him into the ground.
At this time, the bumpy ground was covered with fist marks and slap marks, and occasionally you could see a large depression in the middle of the slap marks.
Malekith looked at the Hulk who had gotten up again, and the hammer god of Asgard who was waving his hammer beside him, and for the first time he began to think of retreating.
Just as Thor said, the time he has to merge with this dark land is limited. If he cannot get out of it in time, he will be lost in the darkness and become one with Watheim.
Just as Malekith once again repelled the attacks of Thor and his men and was about to turn around and leave, a hellbike burning with blazing flames rose dozens of meters into the air from the folds of space and rushed towards him.
Johnny, transformed into Ghost Rider, had his hands burning with hellfire, his bone claws tightly grasping Malekith's arm, his flaming skull, and his Eye of Judgment emitted a foot-long flame, staring at Malekith.
"You are guilty!"
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Malekith had his arm grabbed by the Ghost Rider. In shock and anger, his arm turned into dark mist and he tried to break free. However, the process of his arm turning into mist was blocked by the "flame" that seemed to be a living thing.
That was the hellfire and the spirit of vengeance that was entangled in Johnny's body.
The essence of this thing is a combination of the forces of heaven and hell. While giving Johnny almost endless recovery abilities, it also possesses some unique powers.
Malekith was unable to break free from Johnny's bone claws, and the mist around him turned into countless sharp blades that instantly submerged the fire skull in front of him.
“Look into my eyes!”
Johnny, transformed into the Ghost Rider, ignored the attack of Malekith. The two children seemed to have transformed into two soul whirlpools, staring at Malekith.
Malekith snorted coldly and closed his eyes. As a dark elf, living in darkness was almost his instinct. Black mist spread from him, like a tentacle monster, and wrapped around Johnny.
The continuous rumbling of thunder was like pouring ice water on a red-hot iron plate.
Just as Johnny and Malekith were in a stalemate, a black mist appeared behind Johnny.
"Johnny, long time no see. Your dad must miss you very much in hell. Tell me, where did you get the Saint Vanganza Contract, my knight!"
Mephisto laughed loudly, and the skull cane in his hand stabbed at the back of Johnny's head with a ball of black mist.
The old devil Mephisto has been hiding quietly in the dark.
Quietly harvesting souls after fighting on the battlefield.
Of the dark elves, of the human soldiers.
He is not picky about food, and of course if these humans are strong enough, he doesn't mind taking Malekith's soul.
The soul of an ancient dark elf must taste delicious.
But when Johnny showed up, Mephisto couldn't help himself.
He watched Tang Song take away his knight and Saint Vanganza contract.
Under the threat of Ancient One, he chose to retreat.
Now Johnny reappears, with the faint aura of those fallen holy spirits on him.
This made Mephisto unable to bear his inner greed any longer.
The skull cane surrounded by black air was about to fall on Johnny's head.
A bell rang.
A space gate with sparkling fireworks appeared in Watheim.
Tang Song walked out of the space door, and a simple brass bell was placed above Mephisto's head.
Mephisto's soul suddenly froze, as if it was stuck in a muddy swamp. Time and space seemed to have stood still for him.
I felt dizzy for a while.
"I got you!" Tang Song chuckled and slapped out with his palm. With a dull impact sound, Tang Song's right palm hit Mephisto right on the chest.
The spiritual gem on Tang Song's topaz thumb ring emitted a faint yellow light, amplifying Tang Song's spiritual awareness hundreds of times.
The power of this most basic palm thunder in his palm created a more complex spiritual pattern.
It was also magnified hundreds of times.
Mephisto's body was instantly shattered, revealing a faint demonic soul.
The demon soul vaguely looked like a demon with a goat's head, with red eyes, staring at Tang Song as if burning blood:
"Jie Mou, interesting! Human, it's you again!
Is this a trap set for me
Unfortunately, my real body is in hell. If you have the guts, break into hell and kill me! I will keep an eye on you, mortal!
Until the end of the universe, your friends, relatives, and yourself, be careful, you will know the consequences of offending a demon lord! "
Tang Song looked at the remaining soul of Mephisto and sneered:
"Don't worry, Mephisto, you won't have this chance again!"
Ding! As the Great Wilderness Bell rang, Mephisto's residual soul suddenly became stupid, floating down onto a little straw man in Tang Song's palm and merged with it.
Chichichichichichichichi—
Tang Song threw his hand back, and before Malekith could react, he was pierced by two long silver rainbows.
Two silver rays of light sometimes pierced and sometimes intertwined.
Instantly strangled Malekith into pieces, but his figure soon reappeared in the dark fog.
"This is Watheim, a dark place, and I cannot be killed!"
As Tang Song frowned, several ghostly bone banners with their own souls were released from the Yin-Yang fish above his head.
The Ghost Bone Banner, which had been upgraded to the quality of a magic weapon, swirled around and around, then transformed into several beams of black light and rushed towards the end shrouded by the dark fog.
In the dark fog covering hundreds of miles, four ghostly bone banners turned into a size that covered the sky and the sun, and fell down, directly cutting off Malekith's connection with the entire Vartheim.
The power of death from the ghostly white bone banner directly enveloped Malekith and the hundreds of miles of land.
The power of death from the underworld rotated, and Malekith was like a soybean in a millstone. Within three quarters of an hour, he turned into powder and disappeared into the formation.
Tang Song took a step forward and stood in the center of the Ghost Bone Banner formation. Tang Song spread out his hands, and the straw man in his hand moved without wind, stood up directly, broke through a space and walked inside.
In the Hell Dimension, deep in the Demon Castle, Mephisto, who was tasting a glass of blood wine, suddenly changed his expression.
A dark space passage suddenly appeared in front of him, and a little straw man staggered out of the space passage.
Mephisto frowned and looked at the straw man: "Why is there the aura of my soul on this straw man?"
As a well-known troublemaker in all walks of life, Mephisto has at least 8,000 souls, but he has never encountered such a situation.
After hesitating for a while, two balls of dark flames appeared in Mephisto's eyes, directly burning the little straw man into ashes.
The moment he burned the straw man to ashes, his whole body suddenly stiffened and he could not move.
The simplest magic to suppress the evil in the world of Jambu was performed by Mephisto himself.
The Lord of Hell experienced the feeling of sleep paralysis.
My hands and feet couldn't move, and my whole body was in a state of confusion, as if I was half asleep and half awake.
On the other side, Tang Song only felt the four ghost bone banners sink, and immediately knew that the "fish" had been hooked.
"Everyone on Earth, leave Watheim!"
With a loud laugh, he waved his hands vigorously, and the four ghost bone banners transformed into thick iron chains and flew in all directions with a dull sound of metal colliding.
One chain quickly split into two, three, and millions of chains. In a flash, all you can see are chains flying around in the sky, flashing black light.
Silver armored corpses were arranged according to a formation and distributed around. In the darkness, a tall figure who looked like Buzhou Kunlun was holding the end of an iron chain transformed from a ghost bone banner in his hand.
The palm thunder in Tang Song's hand vibrated the iron chain, and the strange vibrations seemed to match a certain frequency and rhythm.
Each shock caused the void within a radius of hundreds of miles to tremble. Thunder rolled in from all around. The dull thunder sound was still in the distant sky at the beginning.
Dense chains followed the steps of the little straw man and stretched into the void.
Huge electric snakes flashed in the dark clouds, and countless lightning bolts struck the chains almost at the same time.
Iron chains were flying all over the place, and the strong electric current drawn from the sky was rushing along the chains, like electric dragons dancing in the white waves, being pulled into the black hole by the chains.
Mephisto, who was hiding in hell somewhere, was wrapped in at least a hundred chains.
With a loud bang, countless electric currents rushed along the iron chains from all directions and hit him hard.
"What is this?"
Along with Mephisto's roar, a two-meter-long bone knight sword flew out from the magic castle.
The undead howled, and the eight voids around them suddenly collapsed. A headless demon howled and rushed out from the exploding void.
He wielded the bone sword that was designed in the style of a medieval knight's longsword and chopped at the chains wrapped around Mephisto.
Ding! The bone sword hit the chain firmly, and countless electric currents immediately flowed back along the chain to the bone sword. There was a loud bang, and countless souls screamed on the bone sword. Thousands of black smoke rose from the sword, and hundreds of twisted undead faces could be vaguely seen in each black smoke.
With a strong electric current, all the black smoke turned into streams of light and flew away.
The chains that bound Mephisto suddenly tightened under the stimulation of the bone sword, and countless Netherworld runes flashed in the chains.
A pulling force came along the chain, pulling Mephisto towards the space channel.
Mephisto snorted. He didn't think that the people on the other side made such a big fuss just to treat him to a meal. With a roar, Mephisto revealed the true form of an ancient demon, with a sheep's head, bat wings, and a body a thousand feet tall. If he put it on the earth, he would be like a towering mountain.
Tang Song only felt the chain in his hand tighten, as if a huge monster was wrestling with him.
"come out!"
Tang Song wrapped the chain around his wrist with his right hand and pointed with his finger. In the darkness behind him, the members of the God Group from the inner world appeared as if they were made of silver.
She pulled the chain with all her strength, and with the help of more than thirty silver-armored corpses and the ghost bone banner formation, the chain was dragged out with a rattling sound.
"It's you!"
When Mephisto's staggering figure appeared in Watheim, the area thousands of miles away from where he stood turned into a magma hell. Countless native creatures of Watheim turned into demons in the evil energy that permeated around him.
"You are plotting against me, where is Ancient One?"
Mephisto roared, and the thousand-foot-tall demon's true form roared like wind and thunder.