Super God: One Punch and You're Dead

The leader of the Dark Elves, Malekith.

"Isn't this the Aether?"

Malekith's scarlet eyes locked onto Jane Foster. He could sense the Aether's intense fluctuations.

Although Malekith did not understand why the Aether was inside a human from Earth, that was not important.

What mattered was the Aether.

This was the Aether Malekith had dreamed of obtaining.

"Hahaha, I finally have it—the Aether."

Malekith threw back his head and laughed. He was finally about to fulfill his long-cherished wish.

Throughout his long slumber, his hatred had not faded.

Instead, it had continued to breed in the darkness.

Spreading.

Like a tide, it drowned all of Malekith's reason. The only belief left in his heart was to destroy Asgard and take revenge.

Hatred was his only driving force.

Malekith extended his pale fingers, while Jane Foster sank into a deep sleep.

The scarlet color was rapidly drawn from Jane Foster's body and instantly entered Malekith's.

"Ah!!!!"

Malekith felt a powerful energy surge into his body. Every cell in his body went wild as that energy rampaged through him.

It was as though every cell had become different, becoming full and vibrant.

He was reborn once again.

He had gained power.

Scarlet light shone from Malekith's seven orifices. His immense energy even made the entire Star Destroyer tremble violently.

Agam dropped to his knees devoutly.

"I, Agam, shall forever pledge my loyalty to my king, Malekith. For Svartalfheim, we will bathe Asgard in blood."

Next.

In the boundless universe.

Thunderous cries rang out one after another.

Before him stretched an endless sea of Dark Elf warriors, shouting at the top of their lungs.

"Forever loyal to my king, Malekith! For Svartalfheim, bathe Asgard in blood!"

"Forever loyal to my king, Malek—

Svartalfheim, bathe Asgard in blood!"

"Forever loyal to my king, Malek—