Marvel's Strongest Dad

"This is my ship, why are you here!"

After recovering from the shock, Malekith shouted angrily.

"brush!"

The surrounding dark elf soldiers surrounded him, pointing at Lu Chen with spears and black hole grenades. As long as the leader gives an order, he will be killed directly.

"Oh, if I accidentally let go~"

Lu Chen became very playful, circling the ball in his hand.

"hiss"

Malekith's pupils narrowed sharply, and he ordered the soldiers to put down their weapons immediately!

Some movements are a little slow, and he just kicks up.

That glance just now scared him out of his wits and made him tremble with fear.

It seems that there is something amazing inside!

"Guest, sit here!"

Respectfully invited Lu Chen to his seat, Malekith thought about it nervously, and said, "Dear guest, can you show me?"

He gestured, wanting this ball.

Lu Chen sneered and threw it over.

"Hey, be careful!"

Catching the ball in a hurry, Malekith breathed a sigh of relief.

Carefully lift it up and look inside.

"what!"

Frightened, he took a few steps back, almost unable to hold the ball.

In the package of endless heroic spirits, there are seven extraordinarily huge souls shining with golden light.

Isn't this... the seven main gods?

The God of Light and the God of War all impressed Malekith deeply.

"Big... my lord, return it to you!"

With one move from Lu Chen, the ball flew back.

"It turns out that the cold sweat of the dark elves is blood-colored, which is interesting!"

Looking at the fountain of blood and sweat on Malekith's head, I didn't know it, and thought that his head had been broken.

"You look nervous..."

Lu Chen intentionally made a tease and squeezed out a ball that was one size bigger.

"I still have this, do you recognize it?"

"Uh…..…………

There are not many souls in the ball, but each one exceeds the seven main gods.

After all, he was once the King of the Nine Realms.

Maleketh saw his old friend and his old enemy at a glance———Poll.

He sat cross-legged in the ball quietly, closing his eyes and meditating.

The sense of panic hit the brain from the soles of his feet, making Malekith tremble all over. Like being struck by lightning, it's ridiculous, but it reveals a deep fear.

The surrounding dark elves didn't know what was going on, so they had to stand obediently.

"Hahaha, old friend!"

Suddenly, Maleketh laughed.

He sneered at Pole, expressing his shock.

Pohl seemed to hear the sound and opened his eyes to see the music.

Dark elves?

It seems that Asgard is about to suffer again.

As soon as he raised his head and met Lu Chen's playful eyes, Boer's heart trembled. Being targeted by this person, the dark elves might be reduced to toys.

He looked at Malekith who was leaning forward and backward with a smile and crying.

I don't know whether to cry or laugh.

Pohl smiled pityingly and closed his eyes.

"My lord, I didn't know that Asgard was your prey, I'm leaving!"

The laughter stopped abruptly, and Malekith rolled over and fell to his knees.

My heart trembled endlessly.

Has the Nine Realms become a playground for this powerful being?

Perhaps, not only the Nine Realms.

"Crack!"

The dark elves who were eating melons around saw the leader suddenly kneel down.

Furious, they raised their guns and aimed at Lu Chen.

"call out!"

A black aura flashed across, and all the surrounding soldiers fell powerlessly.

Black Aura returned to his body, and Malekith vomited a mouthful of black blood.

This blow consumes the source.

Although he knew that his men couldn't hurt him, Malekith didn't like to offend him.

I can't stop complaining in my heart, it seems that my dark universe plan [continues indefinitely.

"No, no, do what you have to do!"

Lu Chen smiled, posing as a spectator.

Are we also included in the playground?

Malekith's heart tightened, and then there was a wave of malice.

Strong and proud!

He defined Lu Chen, but your arrogance will lead to your destruction.

watching a play?

Do you think the dark elves are just pure revenge?

Do not!

When I get the Tai particles, devour the Nine Realms, and bring the entire universe back to darkness... At that time, no matter how powerful you are, it is impossible to compete with the entire dark universe!

When the time comes, I'll clean you up again!

Smiling grinningly, Malekith put on a terrified face.

"Yes, my lord, please watch our performance carefully!"

He raised his head and met Lu Chen with a condescending smile on his face.

Maleketh felt himself, like a cricket in a fighting cage.

With one kick, it can be ground into powder.

"No, no, why did you get into the play?"

Shaking his head, trying to wake himself up: "〃I'm just pretending, I'm the final winner."

But he couldn't get rid of Lu Chen's staring gaze.

"Boss, I've arrived at the prison...

The sound of cursing came from his ears, which made him wake up a little bit.

"Well, the operation continues, you caused riots, and we directly attacked Asgard. The blood feud in the realm of darkness must be avenged!" Malekith clenched his fists, showing a look of deep hatred.

"It's much more exciting than seeing it in the cinema!"

Lu Chen knocked on the table: "Here comes a plate of blood spar!"

"Yes, yes, because!"

I don't know that the leader I respect has become a servant.

Cursed strode into the prison, and the first thing he saw was Loki.

"Oh, interesting!"

A sneer appeared on the faces of the two of them at the same time.

Asgard, it's time to get excited.

Soon, the dragging appearance of the curse aroused the dissatisfaction of the roommate. (of Zhao's)

"Look at his appearance, isn't he also a prisoner, always thinking that he is a king. In my opinion, he is just a pretending fool~"

The last two words, the bite is extraordinarily heavy.

"Hush, you!"

The roommate next to him immediately dissuaded him: "He is the leader of the riots in Vanaheim."

"spit!"

"What leader, I heard that he was thrown down with a hammer."

The prisoner patted his chest triumphantly, making a loud noise.

"Did you see the body of my lord? When that boy Thor was chasing you, he used two and a half hammers to subdue me. It's called toughness. That's called toughness, man."

Squinting at the curse, the prisoner was very proud.

"Then why is there still a half-hammer?"

"because...………"

Suddenly, a shadow covered the bragging prisoner.

(Updated, ask for self-determination, all difficulties will be determined!).