Thirty-Six Thunder Generals, Aid Me!

Boom! Boom! Boom!

The violent crashes, like a construction crew smashing the ground, echoed across the entire battlefield.

Although Malekith's figure had completely vanished by now, and all the black particles had dispersed,

the four Golden Armored Warriors, like demon gods, did not stop raising and slamming down their fists at high speed.

Even the ground began to tremble rhythmically, as if it were helping keep the beat.

In short, whether they were S.H.I.E.L.D. agents or Asgardian soldiers, everyone held their breath, not daring to make a sound.

Only Thor watched with a foolish grin, raising his hammer and shouting encouragement.

But as the pounding went on longer and longer, Natasha's brows gradually furrowed.

At that moment, Clea in the distance also noticed something was wrong and jogged over.

"Natasha, that ugly thing still hasn't been hammered to death by the big guys you summoned?"

Natasha nodded. "It's a little troublesome. He pulled back all the particles to protect his body. The Golden Armored Warriors can't break through their protection."

"Ladies, although it is rather rude to intrude on your conversation, allow me to say this: those particles are an extension of the Reality Stone's power. Trying to destroy them with brute force is as difficult as reaching the heavens."

The one speaking was Loki, who had somehow slipped over here.

Though he spoke of apologies, the corners of his mouth curled upward, revealing a perfectly charming smile.

Paired with his specially groomed black hair and clothes, he looked every bit the elegant gentleman of a British aristocratic family.

He was far more likable than a certain someone nearby who was waving a hammer around and shouting nonsense.

But Natasha and Clea were no ordinary young girls.

They had met an Immortal Emperor before. Loki's usual tricks had no effect on them whatsoever!

"Spit it out if you've got something to say!"

"That's right. Dressing up so flamboyantly, you really look like some old broad!"

"Old... old broad?" Loki's smile froze on his face.

Even though he had never lived on Earth, he could still get the gist from the literal meaning of the phrase.

"Hahaha! Loki's an old broad! Asgard lost a prince and gained a little princess!"

Thor, who had been cheering moments ago, heard Clea's words and immediately burst into breathless laughter, fanning the flames by calling Loki a little princess.

"Thor, shut your mouth!"

Being mocked by Natasha and Clea was one thing, but Loki absolutely could not tolerate being mocked by Thor.

Energy beams burst from the scepter in his hand, carving a long gash into the ground between Thor's legs.

If the beam had gone even slightly higher, Odin's bloodline might have ended right there.

"Waaaah!"

The scare made Thor forget all about his aching injuries. He scrambled up from the ground, covered his crotch with both hands, and roared furiously.

"Loki, are you insane? Damn it, it was just a little joke! You almost hit my little Thor!"

Faced with Thor's questioning, Loki merely shrugged and ignored him, turning back toward Natasha and Clea.

"Don't mind that idiot. Let's continue."

"What I meant was that these particles are an extension of the stone's energy, so only a powerful energy attack can truly harm him."

"One final reminder: as the leader of the Dark Elves fuses more deeply with the Aether over time, his strength will continue to grow. Time is truly running out."

After saying that, Loki retreated to Thor's side, ready at any moment to have Thor summon the Rainbow Bridge and take him away.

"An energy attack?" Natasha seemed to think of something and involuntarily gripped the few Spirit Stones in her pocket.

The reason she had only used the Golden Armored Warriors until now was because they did not consume much spiritual energy.

But if she summoned more powerful spirits, such as the kind she had summoned in the Dark Dimension, she would have to use the Spirit Stones she had so few of.

Clea saw Natasha's hesitation and immediately came over, thumping her chest.

"Natasha, your big sister can get you dark energy to replenish yourself with. Go all out without worry!"

"Clea, you're as reliable as ever!" With Clea's assurance, Natasha found her confidence.

After rolling her arms, she fixed her gaze on Malekith, who had been beaten into the ground.

"Today, I'll show you what a true god of thunder looks like!"

Clea also stood beside Natasha with an excited expression, opening a Dark Dimension portal to provide her with energy.

In the distance, Malekith seemed to sense the danger and stopped gathering power.

The Aether particles that had been protecting his body suddenly erupted. Their power was even more terrifying than before, instantly blasting the Golden Armored Warriors away.

Even the two Golden Armored Warriors at the front were wounded, golden blood flowing from their bodies.

"Disperse!"

Seeing that Malekith had indeed grown stronger, Natasha immediately dismissed the Golden Armored Warriors.

When Malekith saw them vanish, the unease in his heart intensified.

He immediately waved his hands, sending countless Aether particles swirling around him. Within moments, they formed a terrifying particle storm that shut out everything!

"A dying struggle!"

Natasha's eyes were filled with disdain. One hand formed a flower-picking gesture toward the sky, while the other made a sword finger before her chest.

"Lord of the Earth Department, heed my command! Immortal-Binding Rope, bind the enemy!"

Golden light flashed, and a short yellow-clad phantom appeared.

"Tu Xingsun accepts the command!"

As his voice fell, the yellow-clad phantom transformed into a golden rope like a spirit serpent and shot forth.

Seeing this, Clea became excited and frantically shouted at Thor and Loki beside her.

"It's here, it's here! That terrifying binding move! It can tie you up in an instant and keep you from moving!"

The two looked over skeptically. Sure enough, the golden rope charged into the center of the particle storm as though there were no one there.

Then, just as Clea had said, Malekith was instantly bound up like a dumpling and slammed to the ground.

Their eyes widened, while Natasha's voice rang out once more.

"Thunder Department generals, heed my command! Summon the lightning!"

In an instant, dark clouds pressed down from above, and faint silhouettes appeared over the cloud layer.

"This general accepts the command!"

The voice came from above the clouds, booming like rolling heavenly thunder.

At the same time, several massive bolts of lightning as thick as water vats struck straight down at Malekith.

Rumble!

In an instant, heaven and earth were illuminated. Thousands of shattered stones erupted from the ground, and a terrifying massive crater appeared.

"S-So powerful!"

Thor was dumbfounded. This was at least twice as powerful as the lightning summoned by his hammer!

In the distance, Malekith lay in the crater and laughed wildly, his injuries healing at a speed visible to the naked eye.

"You think this little lightning can kill me? Dream on!"

"Back then, Odin's father Bor had to use ten times this power to defeat us!"

"Ten times? You said it!"

Natasha's expression hardened. Black energy visibly streamed out of the dimensional portal, while she clutched a handful of Spirit Stones in her hand.

"Twelve Heavenly Thunder Generals, twelve Earth Thunder Generals, twelve Human Thunder Generals, heed my command! Form the Heavenly Thunder Formation and unleash the Thirty-Six Thunder Punishment!"

"This general accepts the command!" x36

Heaven-shaking voices rang out from above the clouds.

The already dark sky became black as midnight.

Shadowy phantoms continually emerged from the dark clouds as lightning of every color flickered in succession.

Scarlet, deep blue, black-purple, dark green...

The next second, all those terrifying bolts descended, turning the several hundred meters around Malekith into a forbidden zone of thunder.

Rumble!!! Rumble!!!

The terrifying sight was like divine punishment descending upon the world, like the end of days arriving!

The pitch-black sky was painted in countless colors, as majestic heavenly might poured down!

An indescribable suffocation and terror filled the heavens and earth!

The lightning lasted for at least a minute before the thirty-six bolts slowly dissipated.

The once-solid ground had been scorched black. Sizzling sounds of burning rang out without end, and the entire stretch of earth had sunk a full centimeter!

As for Malekith, who lay at the very center, he no longer possessed any of his earlier arrogance.

His body was torn apart like rotten cloth, with large sections of charred bones and organs exposed to the air, giving off waves of nauseating burnt stench.

He was barely breathing now.