Malekith the Just

Zion, the king who, after Malekith's death, assumed supreme authority over the Dark Elves.

Externally, he reached a peace agreement with Asgard under the rule of Bor, giving Svartalfheim a chance to breathe; internally, he established a series of peaceful systems and regulations, which allowed the Dark Elves had been almost wiped out, to triple their population in just a few thousand years, and he also single-handedly trained twelve warriors who made a name for themselves throughout the Nine Realms.

It can be said that the current glory and achievements of Svartalfheim are inseparable from this king named Zion. It was under his leadership that the Dark Elves regained their place in Svartalfheim and gradually returned to the throne.

Even Malekith's current military capital involved in the War of the Nine Realms was built by Zion.

Unfortunately, after Malekith was resurrected, he still vowed revenge against Asgard.

The conflict between the two generations of kings intensified. On a dark and stormy night, Malekith lied and said he wanted to have an open and honest talk with Zion. He then lured Zion to the sealed land and used the power of the Aether flowing out from the crack in the seal to defeat Zion in one fell swoop. He then used the Dreamflower to absorb all of Zion's life force and instantly broke most of the seal on the Aether.

"This is my story."

"I can tell you very clearly, young man, that you and your woman are no match for Malekith."

"Like the Asgardians, our Dark Elves' strength increases with age, and Malekith, who has been active for nearly ten thousand years, coupled with the supreme treasure Aether— "

"Who are you calling his woman?"

Hela interrupted the old man before he could finish speaking. If it weren't for the fact that she didn't want to lose face if she went back, she would have left long ago. Why would she have to live under someone else's roof and suffer all kinds of cold looks?

The cold indifference of the Others.

"Watch your word choice."

Beckett's disdain, Hela's mockery—the old man, who had seen it all, shook his head and coughed. "Asgardians, and you too, I'm not joking. Whatever your relationship, now, get out of Svartalfheim."

With nearly ten thousand years of growth and accumulation, coupled with the deep fusion of the Aether, Malekith, the Dark Dominator, will be unmatched in power.

This is the conclusion given by the old man.

Is he telling the truth?

Beckett raised an eyebrow, looking at Hela before he had even finished studying the third compulsory Beckett.

No, I have never heard of this.

Hela had also heard the entire story, shook her head.

Everything the old man said completely overturned her impression of the Dark Elves.

In Asgardian Calendar, Malekith has always been the leader of the Dark Elves.

"I'm more inclined to think he's just telling a story."

"A rather gossipy story."

Before the words were even finished, the scene before Beckett and Hela suddenly changed, with eight pitch-black chains surging in from all directions!

Clang!

A long sword flashes across the sky!

The chains didn't break; instead, they wrapped around the longsword in Hela's hand!

"What?!"

Bang!

A powerful energy surge exploded before Hela's eyes, and the energy emanating from Beckett's hand shattered the chains into pieces!

"Malekith".

Beckett looked with great interest at the figure that appeared before him, which was exactly the same figure that had appeared at the Asgard base before.

"Son of Thanos, as you can see, I am here."

Malekith's lips curled into a smile as he spread his hands, dense dark energy gathering in them. "So, after hearing that story, do you still want to stand against me?"

With a blank expression, Aura swung the chains in her hand and surged towards Beckett and Hela once again.

Was there anything special about the story you just told?

"Or are you trying to tell me that your Dark Elves does indeed have a king other than you?"

"No, I am the only king of the Dark Elf, but my actions are no different from those of Zion in the story."

"I reached a peace agreement with Asgard, giving Svartalfheim a chance to breathe, and I also established a series of peaceful regulations that allowed our race to steadily increase in number."

"It was I who enabled the Dark Elves to gain a foothold in the Nine Realms."

"It was I who built our own army, giving us the ability to protect ourselves."

"However, it was also I who nearly plunged our clan into utter ruin."

"The Asgardians dared to seal away our race's most precious treasure simply because of the power of the Aether!"

"I led my people in rebellion, but they were ruthlessly suppressed."

"Tell me, if it were you, would you make the same choice and become an enemy of Asgard?"

Beckett, without hesitation, tore the chains in his hands apart and then crushed Aura's chest.

The sound of bones cracking was particularly crisp in this foggy space.

Deception must come at a price.

"You come from beyond the Nine Realms, and your father Thanos has no connection with the Nine Realms."

"So, I'm wondering, why are you helping Asgard?"

Malekith's figure instantly floated behind Beckett, crouched down, and whispered in Beckett's ear, "Odin can give you, I can give you too."

Does this include Aether?

Beckett raised an eyebrow, turned around and unleashed a whip kick, but missed completely; the powerful kick passed right through Malekith's body.

"Of course not."

"But I can trade you something equivalent to Aether. For example, another Infinity Stones."

Malekith, with his hands behind his back, smiled as the thick black fog gradually formed the shape of a Nightcrawler in front of Beckett.

"As I have said, I formed the Nine Realms Alliance only to resist Asgard's oppression of our Dark Elves. Unlike Odin, I have no interest in conquest."

"So, by helping me, you will not only have a legitimate reason to do so, which will allow your and your father's reputation to spread widely throughout the universe, but you will also be able to obtain the Space Stone, which is on par with the Aether."

"I think this choice is much better than you helping a tyrant, isn't it?"

"Can I take this as a plea for mercy?" Beckett tilted his head, watching Malekith with great interest.

I prefer to call this an equivalent exchange.

"Odin's cruelty is obvious to all. Otherwise, why do you think everyone in the Nine Realms except for the Dwarves is rebelling against Asgard?"

"Even Odin's wife's hometown is no exception."

"If I'm not mistaken, when Odin talked to you about the Aether, he didn't specify its exact location, did he?"

Malekith, seated on his black throne with his right leg crossed, looked so confident that Beckett subconsciously frowned.

Looking around, he realized that the thick fog around him had dissipated, Hela was nowhere to be seen, but he found himself in a royal palace.

"This is my sincerity; this is where my true self resides."

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