Summoner of Marvel World

The dimly lit dark star field is like a dead and endless void, with fragmented and scattered meteorite belts floating and still. This is a no-man's land located on the edge of the Nine Star Regions. Looking at the past, it is desolate and cold, and there is no sign of life at all.

An extremely obscure invisible fluctuation spread, as if an alarm mechanism had been triggered, the huge black ship hidden in the depths of the meteorite belt suddenly vibrated, and then on the operating platform inside it, small lights lit up one by one , the red light flickered violently, and the exiles who had been silent for tens of thousands of years slowly woke up after receiving some kind of signal.

The first person to wake up from the hibernation cabin was Malekith, the leader of the dark elves, who once tried to use the power of ether particles to return the nine star regions to chaos, and suddenly opened his eyes!

The expression on that pale face changed from bewildered to dazed, the silent consciousness gradually became clear, and the long-ago memories flickered like fleeting shadows until they were fully remembered.

When the nine star fields were still in the age of ignorance, before the dawn of civilization sowed the seeds, the dark elves dominated the galaxy and were unrivaled!

The leader at that time, Malekith, used ether particles to create the ultimate weapon, which can infect matter into darkness, and can be called the supreme sacred weapon of the dark elves.

With the birth of civilization, the light of dawn came unexpectedly, the nine kingdoms gradually developed, and the era of light came, ending the era of dominance of the dark elves.

Malekith was unwilling to withdraw from the stage, so he wanted to use ether particles to take advantage of the rare opportunity of celestial bodies to darken the nine star fields, return to chaos, and build a perfect home for the tribe again.

The thriving Asgard, under the leadership of God King Odin, took the lead to stand up against the dark elves. After the tragic bloody battle, Malekith was almost beaten into a dog by the goddess of death, and lost the ether particles, so he had to take the remaining The clansmen were forced into exile to the dark star field where there are few people, and they have been dormant for tens of thousands of years.

"The ether particles awakened us, and the celestial body convergence began again."

Malekith, with an unusually pale complexion, stood on the bridge, staring at the endless void outside. He once wanted to build a perfect home for the dark elves, but it was a pity that Asgard stopped the destruction, and finally fell short.

But now, the opportunity seems to come again, the ether particles have awakened them, and the celestial body gathering once every five thousand years has just started again.

The Nine Great Kingdoms swirled around in the World Tree, and every five thousand years, under the pull of gravitational migration, they slowly approached the Atrium World and arranged them in a straight line. During this period, the boundaries of various countries and worlds will become blurred, triggering the astronomical vision of "Nine Stars Connecting Pearls".

"Someone broke the seal of Asgard, I feel the breath of ether particles, it is calling me."

Malekith looked back at the open hibernation pods one by one. They were the only surviving members of the dark elves. The tragic war tens of thousands of years ago almost wiped out their entire army.

"The celestial bodies converge, this is the best time for us to rise again!"

Malekith is ambitious. He and Odin's father, King Bol, are the overlords of the galaxy at the same time. The nine kingdoms were once under the shroud of darkness, and no one was spared.

Until the flames of civilization pierced the darkness, Asgard, frost giants, flame giants... the nine kingdoms rose one after another and grew stronger and developed.

Although it failed miserably countless years ago,

But Malekith's ambition has not been extinguished, but has grown even higher.

He has already paid a heavy price. If he can't lead the dark elves to rise again, how can he face those clansmen who have returned to darkness?

The quaint black giant ship shuttled through the space and stopped in Walt Alheim. Malekith, wearing black armor, half-kneeled on the ground, grabbed a handful of gravel, and sighed softly.

The flames of war burned this land, and even ten thousand years later, it is still difficult to give birth to civilization and give birth to vitality.

"Look what I have left behind, Algrim."

The leader of the dark elves cherishes the past glory. If it weren't for the sudden attack of the Asgardian army, perhaps the nine star regions would have already been reduced to a dark and chaotic void.

"I almost can't remember the days before the light came." Malekith's eyes were full of pain.

"The continuation of our race will be the most precious legacy you leave to future generations." The subordinates who followed him comforted.

In the war between the dark elves and Asgard, they suffered heavy losses, and their clansmen were killed and injured, and their former glory has long been lost.

And Malekith, the great leader of the dark elves, is running out of time now. Even if he stays in the dormant cabin for tens of thousands of years, he still can't stop the slow loss of vitality.

His lifelong enemy, the previous king of Asgard, King Odin has long since returned to the embrace of the World Tree. Even the long life of the Asa Protoss cannot resist the cruelty of time, and the same is true for the dark elves.

"The pain we have endured will be doubled by the Asgardians! I want to get back the ether particles! I want to restore the homeland of the dark elves! I want to completely end this galactic universe where the fire of light burns!"

Malekith raised his head and roared angrily, he was unwilling to fall into this situation, and ether particles were the last hope.

He took out a sharp knife and faced the tall and burly subordinates behind him. Today's dark elves can't fight Asgard head-on, and a head-on confrontation will only end them in the same miserable end as last time.

The only way to take advantage of the gathering of ether particles and celestial bodies is to drag the nine star regions into the abyss in one go. At that time, the dark elves will multiply and thrive, and they are destined to rise strongly and become the last rulers.

"You will be the last cursed warrior!"

Malekith walked in front of his burly men, a breeze passed by, blowing the dust of Wart Alheim, and he could hear a low whimper, the cry of the dead.

The leader of the dark elves looked cold and hard, gently cut open the opponent's abdomen with a knife, took out a dark red stone and stuffed it into it.

This is a crystal condensed by some kind of magical power, like lava, containing fiery and terrifying power, which can stimulate all the potential in the dark elf's body, and the price is paid with life.

"I am willing to give my life, like our people, like you." The burly man replied, without the slightest fear or panic in his eyes, "I will completely smash any enemy in the way and destroy Asgard. defense line, until a brand new home is built for you!"

In the overcast, desolate and uninhabited Ward Alheim, the black giant ship slowly moved, like a huge vertical downward sword, cutting through the atmospheric dust, and heading towards the final place where the ether particles stayed—the atrium world!

After all the dark elves left, a somewhat vague figure appeared at their position just now.

"A bunch of idiots, the current Nine Realms is decided by that pervert Adam."

"I didn't expect Thanos to be unreliable, let alone the dark elves, but I will still find a chance to go back and get back my throne!"