The coldness in the corners of Beckett's eyes grew stronger: "Pin your hope of salvation on a bunch of trash."

"Enough, young man."

A peaceful energy surged from the tribe. As soon as he finished speaking, Beckett felt as if his hand was being slapped by a wave of energy. He subconsciously let go of his five fingers, and Ola fell to the ground, breathing heavily.

"Get out of here, I can act as if nothing happened."

The dying voice, the aging body, and the old man appearing at the gate of the tribe with a cane made Beckett extremely vigilant.

He felt a great threat.

"king?!"

"How did you come out, Wang?!"

The expressions of the four middle-aged people who had no time to get angry suddenly changed, and they hurriedly stood in front of the old man.

"King? Malekith really looks like this?"

Hearing the words, Beckett subconsciously compared the phantom of Malekith who had appeared in Asgard before, and there was no similarity between the two.

"Don't look at me, I don't know who he is." Hela, who was also puzzled, replied coldly.

"I am an Asgardian, not a Walterheim."

"You, you should be the little girl that Odin brought with you back then, time flies so fast...cough cough..."

The old man looked at Hela, and then, as if an old injury had recurred, he coughed non-stop while clutching his shriveled chest.

"you are?"

"He is the real king of our dark elves, Malekith, but he is just a villain who seized power and usurped the throne after recovery!"

Aura finally regained her strength and stood up, her purple eyes were full of anger towards Malekith.The words that came out of his mouth made Beckett raise his eyebrows in surprise: "Interesting."

"Is it a drama of kingship change?"

"Young man, Ola will bring you here, I think it must be because you have shown the strength that she thinks is enough to defeat Malekith... Cough cough... But, believe me, you still leave here Bar."

"Malekis of Walter Alheim is about to truly recover soon. The entire Nine Worlds will be plunged into darkness and become a paradise for him alone. No one can stop him, including Asgard, including Or Ding."

The old man coughed, and an unhealthy flush appeared on his weather-scarred face, and the uncontrollable blood he spewed made the group of people flustered.

"No, Wang, this man can easily defeat Verruz who has become the god of death and battle. I saw it with my own eyes!"

"King, he will definitely be able to defeat Malekith." With her back to Beckett, Aura knelt down on one knee in front of the old man, and respectfully stated her conclusions in detail.

"The god of death and battle?" After listening to Aura's description, the old man smiled and shook his head.

"The real name of that Tyrannosaurus is Dark Battle Death Dragon Beast. It is not a legendary god, but a combat weapon cultivated by the dark elves in ancient times."

"It's just a biological weapon that can be mass-produced."

As the king of the dark elves who is second only to Malekith in age, he has always been eager to lead his people to develop peacefully and has single-handedly cultivated twelve high-end combat powers to maintain the status of the dark elves in the royal family of Walt Alheim. Owned one when I was a kid.

It's a pity that in the end, because it was not cultivated well, it starved to death not long after the shell broke.

"Young man, you don't belong to this world, there is no need to lose your life here for no reason, so get out of here."

After admonishing Aura, the old man leaned on a cane and looked at Beckett who had been watching coldly.

"What's your name?" Beckett narrowed his eyes, suddenly interested.

"Zion." The old man coughed and reported his name.

Main Text Chapter [-]: The Righteous Malekith

Zion, Malekith [after death] is the king who holds the supreme authority of the dark elves.

Externally, a peace agreement was reached with Asgard under the rule of Boll, helping Walt alheim get a respite; The population has tripled in thousands of years, and it has single-handedly trained twelve warriors who have made their names in the entire Nine Realms.

It can be said that the current splendor and achievements of Walt Alheim are inseparable from the king named Zion, and it was under his leadership that the dark elves regained their place in Walt Alheim. And gradually returned to the throne of the royal family.

Even the military capital that Malekith is currently participating in the Nine Realms War is built by Zion.

Regrettably, after recovering, Malekith still vowed to take revenge on Asgard.

The conflict between the two generations of kings became increasingly fierce. On a dark and stormy night, Malekith lied that he wanted to have a frank and honest talk with Zion, and then led him to the sealed place, using the cracks in the seal to reveal The power of ether particles defeated Zion in one fell swoop, and used the phantom flower to absorb all his vitality, and instantly untied most of the seals of ether particles.

"This is my story."

"I can tell you very clearly, young man, that you and your woman will not be Malekith's opponent."

"Our dark elves, like the Asgardians, grow stronger with age, and Malekith, who has been active for nearly ten thousand years, plus the most precious ether particles—"

"Who do you say is his woman?"

The old man was interrupted by Hela before she finished speaking. If it wasn't because she didn't want to go back and lose face, she would have left a long time ago.

The other's cold eyes.

"Watch your words."

The disdain in the corners of Beckett's eyes, the sarcasm on Hella's lips, the old man who saw everything in his eyes shook his head and coughed: "Asgardians, and you, I'm not joking. No matter what your relationship is, now , leave Walter Alheim immediately."

With nearly ten thousand years of growth and accumulation, coupled with the deep fusion of ether particles, the strength of the ruler of darkness, Malekith, will be unrivaled.

This is the conclusion given by the old man.

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