Mist Kingdom Svartalfheim, home of the Dark Elves.
A magical carriage raced through the land. Roxxon Energy Corporation CEO Dario Agger greedily breathed in the air. This world was no smaller than Earth, filled with swamps and forests. All kinds of magical creatures lived here, but they were not immortal. Birth, aging, sickness, and death still existed in this world, as they had for millions, perhaps even hundreds of millions, of years.
"Does Svartalfheim have earthquakes and volcanoes?"
Amora did not quite understand this mortal's question, but she still answered the insignificant detail. "Svartalfheim has no volcanoes, but earthquakes still occur. Mist Kingdom is not a quiet or peaceful land. The Dark Elves once fought long wars here—against trolls, Light Elves, and Dwarves. In short, war has always been happening here."
Good. Geological activity still existed.
Aggar nodded in satisfaction. With such favorable conditions, combined with long-term geological movement, abundant and easily extractable oil fields could form beneath Svartalfheim. Its oil reserves might even surpass those of the entire Earth.
Just imagine what would happen once Roxxon Energy Corporation controlled oil fields with reserves greater than the entire Earth's.
"You said earlier that you would persuade Lord Malekith to allow us to mine magical minerals in the worlds he conquered across the Nine Realms. I would like a different bargaining chip." Aggar looked over the land and smiled with satisfaction. "I hope you can persuade him to grant me unrestricted oil extraction rights within his realm."
"Oil?"
Amora raised an uninterested eyebrow. "Is that stuff more important than all kinds of magical metals?"
"That depends on how you look at it. For example, we share an enemy: Tony Stark." Seeing Amora's lack of interest, Aggar continued, "He is the leader of the Avengers, Thor's comrade on Earth."
Amora finally raised