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Thor was unaware of the changes in the people around him, he was such a thick line.

In order to see clearly, this guy actually ran to the Rainbow Bridge alone.

When Heimdall, the gatekeeper, saw this scene, he felt in a trance that 'our prince's puberty has finally arrived'.

youth! Hormonal burst time!

Looking back, Thor said a little embarrassedly: "How's the stars recently?"

"It shines as always. But there is one thing you need to pay attention to, Your Highness. The nine kingdoms are starting to line up. This is a spectacle once every five thousand years [Celestial Convergence]."

"What's wrong?"

"The boundaries of the Nine Realms will become weak, and some areas will even overlap." Heimdall recalled the incident when Odin sent a group of witches out not long ago. However, he was a loyal gatekeeper, and he chose to remain silent.

"The boundaries are thin, and that's going to cause trouble. Looks like I've been a little more careful these days." Thor stroked his **** whiskers.

Originally, he wanted to go to Wakanda and get to know the Princess Su Rui, but it seemed that he could only put it aside for the time being.

The next day, Mei Jiexiao woke up on a 38E elastic meat pillow.

He was not ashamed, impatient and unscrupulous, and raised his head to meet the witch's soft gaze, which was like anger but not anger, and he laughed dryly.

Pull out your personal staff, trigger the chanting of the witch, do morning exercises, and a new day begins.

"Master, what are we doing today?" The witch licked her **** red lips, she also knew that her status was definitely not as good as those of the women around Mei Jiexiao. At that time, sharing is inevitable. But before returning to Earth, she still yearned for a little more time for her master.

If possible, Mei Jiexao, who had just invited the witch to eat candy, would like to talk to the witch about hundreds of millions more sacrifices.

Glancing at Asgard's sky, May's temper was lost.

"The gathering of heaven and earth has begun. Maybe some bugs that dared not jump out before will jump out like crazy."

At this moment, the incomparably desolate Vanaheim is the place where the dark elves once lived in the Nine Realms.

Since Bol led the Asgardian army to eradicate all the dark elves here more than 10,000 years ago, this place has become a dead place that no one wants.

There is air, but not enough water.

Everywhere I look, it is dead silence, and desolation, in the true sense of the barren grass.

At this time, several tall and burly figures walked on the black sand and walked towards an extremely huge 'building' that looked a bit like a tombstone cross.

To say that this is a building is an inappropriate statement, to be precise, it is a dark elf spaceship that has been abandoned for more than a hundred centuries.

In the great war that shocked the universe that year, the dark elves leader Malekith saw that the dark elves were about to be defeated, and in a way of losing both, he ordered all the damaged spaceships to hit the ground in order to destroy the Asgard gods who had gained the upper hand. army.

This did cause extremely heavy casualties for the Asgardians, but it also buried the last trace of the dark elf army's vitality.

Listening to the howling wind in my ears, feeling the annihilation brought about by thousands of years, looking at the bones of the dark elf compatriots who have been regarded as fossils scattered on the wasteland, the 'man' with a tall and pale face appeared again. away from anger.

On the surface, this guy looks human.

If you look closely, you will find that his skin is gray and white, and his facial features are different from those of humans. A head of pale hair was combed back into a white lash that hung down from his waist.

He was dressed in a black robe, and only part of the leather armor was exposed on the front of his body. A ten-pointed star pattern exuding evil charm was inlaid on the chest of the leather armor.

He knelt down, took out a handful of lifeless black sand, and spoke Dark Elf in a low voice, meaning something like this: "Look what I've left behind, Agham! I hardly remember anything before the light. It's a day."

The tall dark elf who was replaced by Agam walked over. He had a more burly figure and a black face that looked like a black man.

He put one hand on the shoulder of the first dark elf: "Malekis, the continuation of our race is the precious legacy you left to future generations."

Malekith slammed the black sand in his hand to the ground and roared loudly!

"I want the Asgardians to have a good taste of what we have suffered."

With the first roar, all the black sand on the surrounding ground was blown away by the extreme dark energy.

Crazy killing and dancing, as if a sandstorm is coming!

"I want to get the ether particles back."

The longing in his heart further triggered the outpouring of dark elements in his body, rolling up a Category 12 hurricane. At this time, the ordinary dark elf guards who were standing in the distance could no longer stand up and retreated again and again.

"I want to restore our world!"

Malekith raised his hands high, and with the burst of energy, the surrounding ruins were all turned into pieces, disintegrating in the dark wind.

"I want to end this light-stricken universe!"

With the furious declaration, the entire world of Vanaheim lost all other colors in an instant, leaving nothing but darkness!

At this moment, it really looks a lot like the arrival of the dark king Dormammu.

Unfortunately, Malekith ended up lowering Dormammu by more than one notch.

The darkness that enveloped the entire planet lasted only a moment before Malekith knelt down, gasping for breath.

His personal guards have long been blown away, and only his most loyal general, Agam, stands beside him and guards him like a statue.

When his monarch finished venting, Agam bowed deeply!

"I will swear to the death to fulfill His Majesty's wish."

"Go back first~www.wuxiaspot.com~ Back to Malekith's spaceship, this huge black cross spaceship's cross-shaped center axis is constantly flashing with crimson brilliance, ghosts and ghosts. On the bridge, Ah Gom is at the most glorious moment in his heart...

Hundreds of elite dark elf warriors lined up to watch the intrepid general.

Malekith and Agam stood facing each other with a solemn expression.

"Agam, have you made up your mind? Once you start, you will have at least five thousand years of life, which will turn into fireworks and burn out in a very short time."

Agam held his chest and stomach, his face full of determination: "This is a once-in-5,000-year opportunity. Before the two celestial bodies converged, we failed to perceive the ether, so we had to give up that opportunity and sleep with shame! Once, we must not miss this opportunity! This is the weakest moment of Asgard's defense!"

"I understand..." Malekith was a little reluctant to give up his most loyal general after all.

"I am willing to sacrifice myself, just as our people were willing to sacrifice themselves in order to defeat Asgard."