Malekith no longer dared to keep toying with Thor.
Because another force competing with him for the Aether particles was growing stronger and stronger.
"Who?"
He desperately commanded the Aether particles in his mind, trying to make darkness descend faster. Yet the Aether particles that had been continuously eroding every realm slowly withdrew.
This drove Malekith mad.
Could the plan he had plotted for a thousand years really fail at its most critical moment?
No!
I will never allow it!
"Who the hell is it? Aaargh—"
Malekith roared madly, venting the panic in his heart while making one final effort.
Driven into a frenzy by the Dark Elf, the Aether particles showed signs of reviving...
Thor struggled to extend a hand, veins bulging across his arm as he repeatedly called for Mjolnir.
But Mjolnir seemed exhausted from having just traveled halfway across the universe and did not respond to Thor's summons for a long time.
Thor's face instantly went pale.
"Motherfucker! Can't I even risk my life now? I refuse to believe it...!"
Clenching his teeth and enduring the pressure of Malekith's grip around his throat, Thor's eyes widened furiously. Blood vessels filled his eyes, and his expression gradually turned savage.
"Urgh—Aah—!!"
Mjolnir on the ground began to tremble, crackling with arcs of electricity as if it were struggling to answer Thor's call.
Just as Thor's voice grew hoarse and he prepared to launch a desperate final blow—
A voice reached Thor's ears.
"Prince, calm down! Leave it to me...!"
It was Destiny!
Hearing the familiar voice, the weakened Thor perked up.
"Great! My brother's okay!"
Not only was he okay, but he sounded completely confident, calm, and assured.
All the worry Thor had held for Su Ming vanished in an instant.
The veins bulging on his forehead gradually subsided.