Malekith, stood up from the ruins, his body recovered as before.
"It hurts... it really hurts..."
Malekith moved his newly recovered body, his eyes full of hatred.
"Midgardians... You have completely pissed me off."
Homelander didn't talk nonsense to Malekith.
"You look very resistant to being beaten. I hope your medical insurance covers being beaten by Superman."
After finishing speaking, Homelander's figure had disappeared from the spot.
"Boom--!!!"
The sonic boom cloud exploded in the center of Shibuya Crossing, and the asphalt on the road instantly collapsed.
Malekith Before he even had time to blink, a palm with destructive power had already clasped his face.
The huge kinetic energy pushed him to fly backward.
Homelander pressed Malekith's head, like a human-shaped cannonball, violently hitting Shibuya 109 Building in front of him.
Reinforced concrete was as fragile as a wafer in front of Homelander, and the glass curtain wall of the building turned into a rain of crystals in an instant.
But this is just the beginning.
Without slowing down, Homelander pushed Malekith across the street and crashed into the office building opposite. Desks, computers, and documents were flying all over the sky.
"The third building!!"
"Fourth building!!"
The roaring sound was like a runaway express train rushing through the urban forest.
In a straight line, ten high-rise buildings were cut through.
"Enough... mortal!!"
Malekith An angry roar erupted from the ruins.
"Buzz--!!!"
A terrifying wave of energy erupted with him as the center.
The body that was on the verge of breaking quickly recovered under the cover of dark red fluid.
Homelander was bounced away by this unreasonable energy, rolled twice in the air, and landed firmly, with his feet plowing two ravines on the asphalt road.
He patted the dust on his chest and looked at the figure shrouded in red mist in the distance.
"It's interesting."
Malekith floated up from the ruins and looked up at the sky.
The space he felt was distorting, Convergence, and had reached its highest point.
That is a sign that Nine Realms are connected in a line, and it is the moment when the barrier of the universe is at its weakest.
"Time..." Malekith's voice was hoarse and anxious.
He could feel it for less than thirty minutes.
If within these thirty minutes, he cannot obtain the complete Aether and rush to the center of the gathering to release Aether, then this door will be closed.
The next time it opens will be five thousand years later.
He couldn't wait five thousand years.
"Give Aether... back to me!!"
Malekith roared angrily and opened his hands suddenly.
This time, he didn't hold back anymore.
"Boom--"
The ground began to tremble. Countless dark red tentacles spurted out from his body, which were the materialized Aether. They danced crazily in the air, like a group of hungry pythons.
"Tentacle play?"
Homelander sneered, and his figure blurred for an instant.
Super Speed.
He shuttled through the gaps in the tentacles so fast that only a red and blue afterimage remained.
The tentacles hit the ground, and the asphalt road was instantly Oblivion turned into black ashes.
"Too slow!"
Homelander stopped suddenly, dodged the sweep of a tentacle, then accelerated suddenly, and hit Malekith's chest with a straight punch.
The moment his fist was about to touch Malekith.
"Buzz!"
The dark red mist surrounding Malekith, as if it had autonomous consciousness, instantly condensed into a shield, blocking the fist.
"When--!!!"
There was a loud noise.
Homelander It felt like the punch hit an invisible rubber wall, and the power was instantly dispersed and absorbed.
"Move by yourself?"
Homelander frowned and retreated using the force.
"You can't touch the darkness." Malekith said coldly, half of his attention focused on Jessica·Jones not far away.
He could feel that half of Aether inside that woman was calling to return.
"Really? I just like challenges that are different."
Boom--!
Homelander's figure completely disappeared.
The speed of display is so fast that the human eye cannot catch it.
Around Malekith, countless figures of Homelander appeared.
That's an afterimage.
"Bang bang bang bang bang bang--!!!"
The dense crashing sound sounded like a heavy rain.
Homelander launched a violent attack on Malekith from all directions, including front, rear, left, right, top and bottom.
Malekith stood in the center of Stormfront, and the Aether around him surged wildly, like a living cocoon, automatically defending against attacks from every angle.
The red fluid changes unpredictably in the air, sometimes turning into a shield, sometimes turning into spikes, and sometimes turning into tentacles to counterattack.
"Not fast enough!"
Homelander roars while moving at high speed.
He could feel that with every attack, Aether's reaction speed was getting faster.
The red fluid was adapting to his rhythm.
"Then hurry up!!"
The red light in Homelander's eyes skyrocketed, approaching the limit speed again.
"Boom!!!"
Speed up again.
Shibuya's air seemed to be on fire.
The supersonic shock wave generated by the movement of Homelander shattered all the glass within a radius of one kilometer, and the cars parked on the roadside were blown away like toys.
Malekith's defensive walls began to tremble.
At the same time.
The other side of the earth, New York.
At an altitude of 10,000 meters, the cross-shaped ship Dark Elves is suspended in the clouds.
In the bridge, Kurse Algrim was looking at the holographic image, which showed the scene where Malekith was shot away.
"Malekith! There is danger!"
Algrim let out a low roar and turned around to go to the console.
"Drive the spaceship over! I'm going to support him!!"
"Wait a minute, big guy."
A hand stopped him.
Loki leaned against the console, playing with the dagger in his hand, with a careless smile on his face.
"What do you want to do?" Algrim glared at this Asgardians.
"I want to save your master, and also save your poor brain."
Loki pointed at the red and blue figure on the screen.
"Look at that guy. He can hit Malekith from one end of the planet to the other. Do you think your cumbersome spaceship can even touch his cloak when it drives over?"
Algrim was silent.
Although he didn't want to admit it, the speed of that mortal was indeed beyond his understanding.
"Then what do you have to say? God of Mischief."
"It's very simple."
Loki turned around, waved his hand, and the picture on the holographic screen switched to New York's ground.
Those are the "superheroes" working in the ruins.
Iron Man, Captain America, and those students wearing fancy clothes.
"Look at these people." Loki pointed at them, his heart filled with the joy of revenge.
"They are that person's friends."
Loki walked up to Algrim and lowered his voice.
"If you drive a spaceship to find him now, you will only be turned into scrap metal by him."
"But if you stay here..."
Loki points to Manhattan below.
"... catch them. Catch the ones he cares about."
"Pinch that Iron Man by the neck and trample that veteran with the shield under his feet."
"Then tell the cloaked man: If you move one more time, your friend will turn to pulp."
Loki smiled, smiling like a Nick Wilde.
"Believe me, this trick... will work against the so-called 'superheroes' every time."
Algrim looked at the screen and thought for a moment.
"You're right, Asgardians."
"Despicable, but effective."
Algrim turned around and walked towards the hatch.
"That's right." Loki looked at Kurse's leaving figure, and the smile on his lips became even wider.