The Motherland Comes to the United States

"Then I'll give you a favor, otherwise..."

Hila then gave up and snorted coldly: “I have many ways to deal with that old man’s son!”

Black Superman directly invoked the authority of the War Fortress and turned on the mind transmission device. A beam of light shone on Black Superman, Hela, and Thor, and took them into the War Fortress.

After all, Hela and Thor made too much noise this time...

"Apchar, take Lady Hela to visit our Overwatch League." Black Superman ordered Apchar.

"no problem!"

Apshar agreed happily with a smile on his face, and walked away with Hela.

Black Superman turned and looked at Thor.

“Kuku——!”

Although he wanted to laugh, Black Superman forced himself to hold it back because it was not in line with his style.

...The main thing is that the current Thor is so funny, with his head shaved by Hela.

Now he really meant: I am the son of Odin, the King of Asgard, the God of Thunder, Thor Jinjiang.

"Jinjiang... no, Thor, your father asked you to come to Earth to find me, is there something wrong?" Black Superman coughed twice and said seriously.

Thor looked depressed. He said, "My father has seen through the Warlock's Eye that the dark elves sleeping in the universe have revived. Let me remind you to be careful."

"Because next, the Dark Elves may attack Asgard because Asgard has conquered Watalheim. They may also attack Earth because the Dark Elves' treasure, the Aether particles, have been left on Earth."

"Since both of us are facing the threat of the dark elves, perhaps we can form an alliance to deal with it and reduce casualties. What do you think?"

Black Superman pondered, indeed, now that the Reality Stone fell into his hands, the Dark Elves would not give up and would sooner or later come to Earth to cause trouble.

Then he might as well run to Asgard and let the Dark Elves come to Asgard to find him, so as to avoid setting up the battlefield on Earth and causing trouble, thus wasting the good opportunity for reform that he had worked so hard to create.

The reform in America is now going very well and is in full swing. The president has basically been sidelined, and all kinds of dirty and bad things are blamed on him. Sooner or later, he will have to take the blame for Bai Ye and others and die.

Well, the future is bright, but the road is tortuous. The United States has been founded for 200 years and has entered the end of the dynasty cycle. There are many problems and defects, the most important of which is class solidification.

There has always been a saying in the Western world that it takes three generations for a family to be reborn. The first generation burns, kills, and loots to complete the bloody primitive accumulation; the second generation begins to whitewash itself, do good deeds, follow the white path, and get involved in politics; the third generation is completely whitewashed, studies, and engages in politics!
...This makes some sense. For example, Stark Group was founded by Tony's grandfather Isaac Stark in the early 19th century. During World War II, Tony's father Howard Stark further expanded the scale of Stark Group. In Tony's hands, the energy complex Stark Group has become a super giant enterprise that can influence the world situation. The Osborn Group also originated from Norman Osborn's father Amberson Osborn. By the time of Harry Osborn, it is also the third generation.

Therefore, the problem of class solidification in America is too difficult to solve. Even if Tony and Bai Ye try various methods, they can only solve the scabies. They still have to establish the Earth Federation as soon as possible to solve the problem of these international capitalists parasitic on America... Capital flow? I'll see where your money can flow to!
"White...Black Superman, come and see, an unknown warship has used space jump and entered the earth." Zhao Hailun hurried over. When she saw the figure of Black Superman, she couldn't help but feel happy. The words on her lips almost came out, but fortunately her reason pulled her back in time and she corrected the address.

“Emmmmmm… Didn’t they say that here comes the Dark Elves?” Superman thought to himself.

Arrived at the inspection room inside the war fortress.

The scene before me then came into view.

A huge black ship as sharp as a sword appeared in the sky above the Thames without any warning. Its huge body blocked out the sky and brought a heart-pounding sense of oppression. The cold metal shell reflected a faint light in the afterglow of the setting sun, which was cold and mysterious, like the scales of an ancient beast, flashing an ominous sign in the dusk sky.

The appearance of the warship aroused the curiosity of the people around, and many people stopped to look up...

The next moment, the battleship started, the engine roared, the river water was stirred up into turbulent waves, and huge waves rolled, forming terrible walls of water that slammed towards both sides of the Thames.

Seeing the flood coming, the people who stopped screamed and ran away. The street suddenly became chaotic, people pushed and trampled on each other, and the situation was out of control for a while.

...Londoners still lack the simple qualities of New Yorkers.

The black battleship was like a huge steel beast, moving recklessly on the streets of London. Its route was like a sharp blade, ruthlessly cutting through this ancient and prosperous city.

Wherever the warship passed, buildings collapsed one after another, and brick and glass fragments flew everywhere, falling on the panicked crowd like a rainstorm.

On the streets, people were running in all directions, trying desperately to escape this horrific disaster scene.

"Aether particles... Aether particles once appeared here!" Malekith shouted madly.

The Dark Elves have possessed the Aether particles for a long time, have studied them thoroughly, and know how to find them. However, when the Aether particles turned back into reality gems and were taken into Bai Ye's possession, Malekith suddenly discovered with horror that he seemed to have lost the Aether particles.

It wasn't the kind of seal by King Baoer, where he could still sense the connection intermittently, but the complete and total loss of ether particles.

How can this be?

How is this possible?

The ether particles are the Dark Elves' hope for revenge against Asgard, and the Dark Elves' hope for revival!

If it weren't for the Aether particles, he wouldn't have chosen to sleep with the dark elves for thousands of years, just waiting for something to happen to the Aether particles.

just now……

Gone!

Gone!
Hahahahahaha!

Malekith was going crazy.

His current state is like that of the Jewish elder Jinchi - you must have hidden that Gaza, give it back to me! This is the first time I have seen such a good Gaza, even if I wear it for one night, it is worth it! My precious Gaza, my precious Gaza!
"Who of you took my Aether? Hand it over to me! You lowly Midgardians!" Malekith's eyes were bloodshot. He didn't take the Earthlings seriously at all. After all, five thousand years before Malekith fell asleep, the Earthlings seemed to be just like primitive people.

That was why he dared to drive his warships recklessly to where the crowds of Midgard gathered, regardless of the casualties caused, because in his eyes, all the nine kingdoms except Asgard were losers!
If you want to be a slave to a dark elf, you have to consider whether you are worthy of it.

"Clearly, the breath of ether particles has leaked here before, why is it gone? Why is it gone?!" Malekith drove the battleship recklessly: "Thief! Come out! I know you are here! You have the ability to steal things, but you dare not stand up and admit it?"

John Bull would not allow Malekith to mess around in London, so not long after, more than a dozen Typhoon fighter jets took off urgently from the military base and headed straight for the huge black ship that was running around in London.

The muzzles of the fighter jets spewed out blazing flames like angry fire dragons, interweaving with the anti-aircraft fire on the ground to form a metallic torrent, striking the hull of the huge and mysterious black battleship.

However, the black warship seemed to be wearing indestructible armor. It was not shaken at all by the overwhelming attack, and did not show any damage.

A dazzling blue light suddenly flashed on the surface of the black giant ship, like the first rays of dawn, and instantly formed an energy shield that blocked all incoming shells one by one.

On the streets of London, the huge black ship still stands tall, proudly floating in the sky, like an almighty monarch, overlooking the tiny humans at its feet.

"I've given you five thousand years to catch up with the wisdom and power of the dark elves, and in the end, this is all you can achieve? How disappointing, you rubbish race!" Malekith stood on the bridge of the giant ship, a scornful smile on his lips.

"Dark Elf! You should go back to your Val Alheim!"

Thor, holding the hammer of Thor, descended from the sky, carrying thunder and rage, and suddenly smashed the huge and ferocious battleship of the dark elves with the hammer.

Midgard is the territory of Asgard, and the guardian of Midgard, Dark Man, is his good friend. How can he allow these twisted dark elves like maggots to do whatever they want here?
"Zizzi——!"

Accompanied by a sharp sound of electricity, the energy shield of the giant ship suddenly became unstable under Thor's thundering blow, and it could collapse at any time.

"Who are you? Why are you attacking us? Are you the one who stole the ether particles from us dark elves?"

Thor was very proud: "I am the son of Odin, the heir of Asgard, the god of thunder, Thor!"

"Odin's son? Haha!" Malekith said viciously, "I am fighting against Odin's son! Algorith, go and deal with him!"

Thor's hammer did not completely destroy the energy shield of the giant ship, but if he hits it a few more times, that might not be the case.

Moreover, the Dark Elves were exterminated by Asgard and cannot obtain the Aether particles. They may not be able to defeat Asgard and Odin now, but can they not defeat Odin's stupid son?

"Leave it to me!"

Algorim walked out with a ferocious look in his eyes.

The hatred of genocide is more terrible than killing one's own parents.

Being able to have sex with the prince of Asgard is probably a temptation that no dark elf in existence can resist.

"Die! Asgardian!"

Algorithm roared and rushed towards Thor like a ferocious beast.

Thor looked at Algorithm, a man of burly stature wearing a bull-head armor, and a trace of disdain flashed in his eyes. Who am I and what is your status? How dare you come and challenge me?
This is simply asking for death!
Thor took a deep breath and raised his hammer. Suddenly, thunder danced wildly in the sky. Lightning bolts circled in the air like mad dragons, making a deafening roar.

"Come on, let me see what you can do!" Thor shouted and swung the hammer of Thor violently. A huge lightning bolt attacked the cursed warrior Algorith like a mad dragon.

However, he never expected that the cursed warrior Algorithm would charge forward against the thunder, like a fearless mad bull, roaring and breaking through the blockade of lightning and thunder, and rushed to Thor with unstoppable momentum.

His eyes burned with hatred, and his muscles were tense under the bull-head armor, as if every inch of his skin contained destructive power. Algorithm gathered all his strength and punched out, carrying the cursed dark energy, hitting Thor's chest like a meteorite hitting the earth.

A strong energy fluctuation erupted in the air, tearing the surrounding air apart and forming twisted air currents.

Thor's eyes bulged out, and he felt like his internal organs were about to be shattered by this punch.

With a "bang", Thor's body shot into the ruins of London like a ground-penetrating missile, stirring up a cloud of dust and rubble.

Seeing this, the cursed warrior Algorim smiled cruelly and chased after him without any hesitation.

Amid the smoke and ruins, Thor struggled to get up, bleeding heavily, but still raised the hammer in his hand again: "I am Thor, the god of thunder, for the glory of the gods of the north!"

The thunder shone again.

The cursed warrior suddenly appeared in front of Thor. He grabbed Thor's arm holding the hammer with his backhand. Ignoring the thunder that continued to erupt from the handle of Thor's hammer, he pressed Thor's hand hard and pressed the hammer head of Thor's hammer towards Thor's head.

Judging from the situation, the cursed warrior is going to smash Thor's head with his own hammer.

Thor pushed hard, veins popped out all over his body and sweat beads appeared on his forehead.

But even if Thor's hammer helped him, he could not defeat the Curse Warrior whose pure numerical strength was several times greater than his.

There was a gleam of madness in the eyes of the cursed warrior Algorithm. He seemed to have seen the scene of Odin looking at his son whose head was smashed. How wonderful that must be.

Thor could no longer hold on.

Just when his strength was loosened...

A hand gently grasped the cursed warrior's arm: "Not only did you win the fight, but you also wanted to take his life. Don't you take my Thunder Hand... Black Superman seriously?"

As he spoke, he saw Thor lying on the ground, and Black Superman shook his head gently, with a hint of pity in his eyes: Gods and ghosts are all showing off, but only Thor is getting beaten! (End of this chapter)