Virtual Reality

The hall was cold and gloomy, with only a figure sitting on the throne beside Beckett.

Whether it's the Chitauri army, or The Other, or Hela.

"Woz?"

"Your His Highness Beckett, Woz is currently collecting data."

The bracelet lit up, and the data on the screen in front of Beckett's right eye flashed. Malekith's character model was created. Malekith, sitting on the throne, showed no intention of stopping Woz, demonstrating his sincerity.

Name: Malekith.

Age: Unknown.

Gender: Male.

Race: Dark Elves.

"... An unknown error has been detected by the system. Woz is generating an error log..."

"Error log generation complete, Woz is sending the log to the terminal..."

"Data transmission complete. Thank you for your cooperation, Your Excellency Malekith."

Woz's electronic voice was particularly jarring in the empty hall. Malekith, sitting on the throne, stood up with a smile and looked down at Beckett, who stood below the steps, saying, "It seems that the Artificial Intelligence life form in your hands needs to evolve."

"Woz does need to evolve, but not now."

Beckett could not deny that Woz did need to evolve, and that he needed to return to the Dark Order base every so often so that his adoptive father Thanos could personally help him update his version information and complete the evolution.

"It's troublesome, isn't it?"

Malekith opened his arms and walked down the steps one by one. "If you agree to my conditions, in addition to the Space Stone I promised you, I can also make your Woz an intelligent life form capable of autonomous evolution, how about it?"

"Of course, if you still want daughter of Odin, I can assure you that after conquering Asgard, I will not kill her, but will hand her over to you. How about that?"

"I refuse."

Before Malekith could finish speaking, Beckett's voice of refusal rang out, and the smile on Malekith's face gradually disappeared as he stepped down from the throne.

"My father once said that a true king will never create trouble he cannot solve, nor will he ever make a promise he cannot keep."

"And you, right now, clearly don't look like a qualified king."

"Really?" Malekith laughed out loud as if he had heard a joke.

"Has Thanos, who said those words to you, said anything else to you?" The black mist behind Malekith gradually appeared.

"Your pride will blind you."

"Who knows? Maybe they said it."

Beckett shook his head, air currents surged beneath his feet, his jet-black hair swayed wildly, and a hint of excitement gradually crept into the corners of his cold eyes.

Boom!

The deafening shockwave exploded!

Beckett appeared beside Malekith in the blink of an eye, his powerful whip kick sweeping through Malekith's body and landing on the steps!

Wow!

Stone chips flew everywhere!

Is that all there is to it?

Malekith's figure appeared beside Beckett immediately, and his cold hand swept towards the latter's face with lightning speed!

Snap!

A powerful force that Beckett had never felt before caused his figure to sink deep into the steps!

"How about it?"

Malekith landed lightly, looking down at the man he had slammed into the stone steps with his palm, and asked with a smile.

"Can we sit down and have a proper talk now, son?"

To Malekith, who has lived for nearly ten thousand years, Beckett is only in his early twenties this year, is indeed just a child, or even an infant.

Although Beckett was much larger than the Dark Elves infants.

"Tsk," Beckett stood up from the broken steps, wiping the blood from the corner of his mouth, and looked up at Malekith, his eyes burning with fierce fighting spirit.

"It's still a long way off."

[Beckett, perhaps you haven't realized it, but that power wasn't given to you by the Mind Stone; it's a power that belongs to you alone.]

The reason I didn't let you use the Mind Stone was so that you could truly find your limits.

The words of his adoptive father Thanos, spoken after the battle on U40 Planet, echoed in Beckett's mind. Without The Other by his side, without the Mind Stone to rely on, and without even Hela to share the burden, Beckett completely relied on Malekith as a whetstone to push his limits, unleashing his full power in this vast hall without reservation.

Boom boom boom boom!!!

The royal palace, constructed of a special material, trembled violently, with broken beams and pillars constantly collapsing, and the dust and smoke it kicked up mixed with the omnipresent black mist gradually filling the entire space.

Find your limit, and then break through it.

"Aaaaaaahh..."

A violent roar resounded through the sky, and silvery-white energy gathered in Beckett's palms, shooting straight into the air!

"Not bad strength."

Malekith commented with an air of importance, activating all the Aether he had drawn from the seal, causing the world beneath Beckett's feet to change once again.

The whole world, or rather, the whole of Svartalfheim, was plunged into darkness!

"That's all."

With a single finger, the energy beam that Beckett unleashed vanished into nothingness.

"Give me a few hundred more years, and I probably wouldn't be your match, but now, in Svartalfheim,"

A fierce wind howled, accompanied by lightning and thunder behind them. Malekith, who had been floating in mid-air, ascended to the heavens in one step!

"I am the ruler of this Dark World!"

Rumble!!!

A deafening thunderclap, as if in response to Malekith's words, flashed incessantly. Beckett, now back on the land of Svartalfheim, saw Hela and The Other beside him, and in the distance Chitauri Army fighting against the Dark Elves soldiers.

"Your His Highness Beckett! You're back!"

The Other was overjoyed when he smashed the skull of a Dark Elf soldier with a scepter. Before he could even express his feelings, he was tackled to the ground by more Dark Elf soldiers!

"Roar!!!!"

The mayfly's mechanical behemoth roared, its gaping maw smeared with countless bits of Dark Elf flesh!

"Sink into another distorted reality."

The life energy of the tribesmen was completely transferred into Malekith's body through the magic circle. Dark and mysterious patterns emerged, and an endless torrent of darkness engulfed the Chitauri Army led by Beckett like a tidal wave.

"Since you won't accept my terms, then... die."

Floating in mid-air, Malekith's eyes gleamed, and his lips were full of icy coldness.

Aether capabilities – Virtual Reality Conversion!

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