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"To achieve Titan Transformation by creating Full Moon Illusion?"

In the cold, gloomy royal palace of Svartalfheim, Malekith, who had been listening quietly to Laufey's description, finally couldn't help but interrupt. He had never heard of such a disgraceful Eternals.

"To be precise, it's using the Full Moon Illusion with a special light wavelength to complete the Great Ape Transformation." Under Laufey's manipulation, the snow in the Jotunheim Royal Court gradually formed the shape of a giant Great Ape, its enormous body causing Malekith to frown.

"That man is not Eternals; he is merely Thanos's adopted son. This transformation is likely just one of his Racial Talent."

"In a pure contest of strength, I don't think you'd be a match for this monkey."

"We'll see." Malekith said noncommittally, then waved to end the call with Laufey.

"Algrim, go and gather information about Thanos and this Beckett, then give it to me." The cautious Malekith decided to have Algrim, second only to himself in rank within the tribe, gather intelligence for him. At this critical juncture, only Algrim's information could he trust.

"Yes." The voice of his capable subordinate came through the communication channel. Malekith sat back on his throne, his figure disappearing back into darkness, leaving only his hoarse voice echoing...

"Come back, all of you, come back..."

"The end of Asgard is nigh..."

"You are all heroes of Asgard!"

"Hero!"

"Hero!"

"Hero!"

As Odin's passionate speech came to a close, the crowd gathered in Asgard Square spontaneously raised their arms and cheered, offering their most heartfelt encouragement to the warriors who were about to embark on their expedition.

It stems from heartfelt respect and is a heartfelt cheer.

"This is Asgard."

As the rainbow light descended, Hela, who had instantly stood in the battlefield camp, flexed her fingers, turned her gaze to Beckett beside her, and unconsciously smiled.

"Boring."

Beckett curled his lip in disdain, then turned his gaze to the completely unfamiliar world before him.

Half darkness, half light.

Darkness was on the side of the Dark Elf, while the land beneath his feet was filled with holy light.

However, above this bright land, there is a military fortress filled with a chilling atmosphere.

Asgard's military base in Svartalfheim.

Odin of Asgard is that domineering—establishing his own military base on someone else's land and not allowing the native inhabitants to resist.

"This is called national honor. What, don't you Dark Order have this kind of ceremony when you go on expeditions?"

Beckett didn't bother to say anything.

There are no elaborate rituals involved in the Dark Order's expeditions. It's all about Thanos, the Thanos father, giving the order, his five-man team receiving the command, then mustering their troops and setting off, and finally, of course, retiring after achieving their goal.

There's no need for all this fancy stuff.

"Father said—"

"Stop, I don't want to hear what your father has to say." Hela's face darkened, and she interrupted Beckett.

All day long, you keep saying things like, "My father once said," "How old are you?"

Has she been weaned yet?

"Your Hela."

With the arrival of the Princess, Kyl, the supreme commander of the Asgard military base in Svartalfheim, waved his hand to conceal the defensive magic array of the military fortress, walked to Hela's side, knelt on one knee, and respectfully bowed.

His square face was filled with a fanatical expression, and the two small mustaches on his lips were particularly eye-catching.

"Is there any movement from the Dark Elf army?" Hela, refreshed after interrupting Beckett, gestured for Kyl to stand up and asked.

"It's the same as before."

Upon hearing this, a bitter smile crossed Kyl's lips.

The Dark Elf army guarding the borders of Svartalfheim now leaves him with a vivid but unfulfilled ambition to "fight into Svartalfheim and capture Malekith alive."

He had no idea what was going on. Ever since Malekith, a name that had become history in Asgardian Calendar textbooks, returned to the Nine Realms' view, the Dark Elf soldiers on the border of Svartalfheim had become stronger day by day, leaving him completely baffled.

Isn't Malekith a historical figure?

Having been "dead" for so many years, how can it seamlessly transition into the new era after "coming back to life"?

All of Asgard's weapons and magic were ineffective against the army sent by that man. Odin's new spells and weapons, introduced in the new era, were completely powerless against Malekith's new army created using ancient technology.

How can the ever-evolving new technologies of the new era fail to overwhelm the outdated rules of the old era?

This is the point that Kyl can't understand the most so far.

"Should we do it the same as before... Arrange for people first, and help them set up camps." After pondering for a while, Hela pointed to the fleet of warships that had been floating in the air.

"No need, my army's encampment is a warship." Beckett refused immediately as soon as Hela finished speaking.

In his view, the Zeta Chitauri soldiers on warships were far more intimidating than those on land.

A qualified commander must know how to make good use of the strengths of his troops. Moreover, the Chitauri soldiers in the air can also watch over and support the Asgard on the ground, achieving two goals at once.

"Whatever."

Hela, who didn't understand the Chitauri, simply assumed it was Beckett's personality acting up. She sent her lieutenant Koty'an, with the celebratory monster who only talked about celebration all day long to integrate the army. Then she led Beckett into the fortress.

[Kyl's Martha, Asgardians, 1,523 years old...]

As Hela walked toward the Central City the fortress, Beckett's right eye screen flashed with information that Woz could gather about this Kyl commander.

"Your His Highness Beckett, Woz is unable to update the information about the Dark Elf in the database. I suggest you request database access to this military fortress from Lady Hela."

Woz, who had been unable to break through the magical firewall several times in a row, reminded Beckett, who had entered the command hall.

The sound of footsteps hitting the ground stopped instantly. Hela turned around and looked directly at Beckett.

She had heard Woz's "reminder" as well.

"Kyl."

"Yes, Hela Highness Hela." Upon receiving the order, Commander Kyl turned and approached Beckett. Having already learned of Beckett's allied status from Odin's notification, he naturally stored the pre-prepared information on a chip.

"Here is all the information you need. If anything is missing, you can come to me anytime."

A blue chip was given to Beckett by Kyl with a smile.

"Woz." Beckett reached out and took it. A bright blue robotic cat phantom appeared beside him, its eyes shining instantly onto the chip.

"Woz is scanning..."

"Woz is reading data..."

"Thank you for your cooperation, Mr. Kyl Martha." The polite robot cat bowed, its round body looking exceptionally cute.

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