"Ah, yes. You are Malekith."
Listening to Malekith's final stubbornness, Heisenberg turned around and nodded at Malekith's back.
Perhaps Malekith's dead body had heard him, or perhaps it was merely a corpse's final twitch.
Malekith trembled twice, his neck shrinking slightly before he collapsed to the ground with a thud.
After he fell, his limbs gradually straightened from their curled position.
In less than two seconds, Malekith had taken on the standard appearance of a corpse.
Looking at the body, Heisenberg shook his head wistfully.
"You already walked out of exile alive. Your old enemy died, and I even killed his descendants and took the King of Gods' throne.
Your old rival ended up this miserable. What could you possibly still be unable to let go of?
If you hadn't come looking for trouble, why would I have had any interest in killing a weakling like you?
Sigh...
Was it greed? Greed for the Reality Stone?
Or unwillingness? Unwillingness to bury your old ambitions in the dirt?"
Muttering to himself, Heisenberg shook his head once more.
"I really am foolish. What use is there in saying this to you now?
In any case, as Alfheim's former king, you had some standing in the universe.
You... barely qualify to hang on the moon!"
As soon as he spoke, Heisenberg raised his right hand, and Malekith's body immediately floated into the air.
Then Heisenberg lifted his head. His gaze crossed the boundless sea of stars and settled on the distant moon.
After locking onto the moon's location, Heisenberg nodded.
"It just so happens that this universe's moon doesn't have anything on it yet. Letting you be the first is practically an honor."
With a wave of Heisenberg's right hand, Malekith vanished in the blink of an eye.
At the same time, on