Unlucky Dark Elves I

"And..." the deputy continued with a serious expression.

"Not long ago, there were signs that the Bifrost had been used. The energy fluctuation could be clearly detected across more than half of the Nine Realms. According to our spies, Odin's two sons borrowed the Bifrost to leave Asgard. Their destination was Midgard!"

Malekith's expression darkened.

"I see. Because the Aether particles have reappeared, he guessed that we would return. So he stayed behind in Asgard himself and handed the task of recovering the Aether particles to his sons... was that it?"

He gave a cold laugh.

"Humph!"

"I thought that brat from the battlefield back then was nothing special, relying entirely on Borr's reputation to unify the Nine Realms. But now it seems... he does have some ability."

Logically speaking, since Odin knew they would return, he should have gathered all his fighting forces in Asgard and established a defensive line to prevent a surprise attack by the Dark Elves.

Even if he did not know where they were or whether they would attack, as a warrior race, a few days of combat readiness would be no more than a drill.

But Odin had not done so.

Asgard was still filled with laughter and celebration.

Everyone was basking in the joy of victory after the end of the war.

Because he understood perfectly well that if they truly returned, taking revenge against Asgard under his command would be far from their most urgent need.

The Aether particles were what mattered most!

They would certainly seek to reclaim them first.

Since he knew their objective, everything became simple...

As far as Malekith was concerned, this was simply fishing.

They would use the Aether particles to lure them out and make them reveal their whereabouts. But with the convenience of the Bifrost,