"But how is this possible?!" Malekith's face no longer held its usual calm. Even when he had been besieged by two monstrous beings and a group of Earthlings with absurdly exaggerated strength, his expression had never changed in the slightest.
Back in the era before they had once dominated the universe, let alone being suppressed, they had suffered plenty of defeats.
Even if this war against the Earthlings ended in failure, he would turn the battle into enough intelligence to prepare for their next visit.
But this news made Malekith unable to sit still.
"Are you sure it wasn't taken away by the Bifrost just now?"
"O-of course not." Faced with Malekith's cannibalistic glare, the adjutant trembled in terror.
"The Bifrost's transmission range only covers the Nine Realms. Our instruments are linked to Svartalfheim, and both belong to the World Tree's branch. It couldn't possibly have gone beyond our surveillance range."
Svartalfheim, also known as the realm of the Dark Elves.
The Dark Elves had ruthlessly exploited even their own homeland. It was clear how deeply they yearned for darkness.
"And..." the adjutant continued at that moment.
"The energy index had already begun declining before the Bifrost appeared."
Malekith fell silent at once.
If it was not the Bifrost, then there were only two possibilities.
First, someone had used some kind of absurdly advanced, ultra-long-range spatial transmission device capable of crossing the Nine Realms to send the Aether particles directly to the distant reaches of space.
Second, someone had destroyed the Aether particles!
The first possibility required too many conditions. Such an ultra-long-distance, realm-crossing transmission would also create enormous Energy Fluctuations that would be difficult to conceal. Not to mention that the convergence of the Nine Realms was imminent. With the World Tree's energy interference at the center of the