Hurry, There Are Dark Elves Over Here Too

Bang!

On the chaotic battlefield, Thor fought two against one, wielding Mjolnir with effortless ease, the Batman Who Laughs... as he was relentlessly beaten by the two Curse Warriors.

These two cursed warriors were much stronger than the one Bucky killed, possibly due to the Dark Elf soldier's inherent qualities before his transformation. Their strength attribute suppressed Thor, and together they sent him flying backward.

Thor, dazed and confused, scrambled to his feet. Looking at the eerie green figure before him, he instinctively raised his hammer to strike, but then snapped back to reality and quickly stopped. It wasn't an enemy; it was his beloved younger brother, Loki.

"You're Thor, not Hercules. Where's your lightning?"

Loki said angrily. Anyone with a little battlefield experience could see that the Curse Warrior was a big, burly man who took the strength route, while Thor was swinging his hammer around and banging it randomly. The idiotic fight was like children fighting.

Loki was filled with hatred and anger. He glanced at Mjolnir in Thor's hand and became even angrier!

Mjolnir is a treasure of Asgard, one of its most powerful weapons, yet its user only knows how to fight recklessly. This greatly angered Loki; both were sons, but Odin showed too much favoritism towards his eldest son, making Loki feel like he was adopted.

However, upon seeing the short dagger in his hand, all his resentment turned into a long sigh.

These two daggers came from Loki's mother, Frigga, and were the weapons she used when she was young. When Odin gave Thor the Mjolnir, she gave the daggers to Loki.

In the entire Asgard, the only person Loki could truly obey was Frigga.

Realizing his younger brother was truly angry, Thor chuckled twice, raised his hammer high, unleashing a deafening bolt of lightning. In a dazzling flash of light, he aimed at a Curse Warrior and unleashed the bolt.

Boom!!

The Curse Warrior was struck hard in the chest. It was an elemental attack, but it felt like being hit by a heavy hammer. His ribs broke, his chest caved in, and he crashed into the bar ruins like a cannonball.

Having landed a successful blow, Thor let out a long roar and swung Mjolnir, smashing it through the air towards another Curse Warrior.

Bang!

The Curse Warrior took two steps back, leaving two deep footprints in the ground, and Mjolnir was also bounced aside.

"Thor! You're Thor! How many times do I have to say it before you understand? That broken hammer in your hand can not only be used to smash people, but also to unleash lightning! Lightning!!"

Loki roared, startling Thor so much that he rushed out and summoned Mjolnir into his hand with a clenched fist.

A shower of lightning descended from the sky. Thor raised Mjolnir, unleashing all the lightning within it at once, striking the Curse Warrior.

Rumble—

Visible blue-white light alternated on the Curse Warrior's body; blue represented flesh and blood, while white represented bones. He broke into a breakdance on the spot, his whole body emitting burnt black smoke, before falling backward.

"If we had done this earlier, it would have ended sooner..."

Loki shook his head and waved for the main force to tighten the encirclement, making sure the Dark Elves leader didn't escape. Before the operation, he had already confirmed that Malekith, the Dark Elves leader who had gone into hiding thousands of years ago, was in the tavern.

The other small fry don't matter. Once Malekith is killed, the remaining Dark Elves will be leaderless and can be easily defeated.

Boom!

Thor flew backwards again and crashed next to Loki. The two fallen Curse Warrior got up from the ground, their bodies, scorched by lightning, completely healed.

They are very difficult to kill before their life force is exhausted!

"Loki, lightning has no effect on them."

"No, it's worked! Try it again!"

Thor, though unaware of Loki's thoughts, complied. Mjolnir gathered clouds of energy and unleashed lightning, striking down the two Curse Warrior once more.

Without a word, Loki rushed forward, crossed his two daggers, and beheaded a Curse Warrior.

The headless Curse Warrior died instantly, while another Curse Warrior... just as he got up, he was struck by lightning, his whole body convulsing, and he collapsed again, filled with resentment.

Loki smirked, stepped forward with two daggers, and used the same trick to cut off his head.

In the bar, Malekith clutched the last Stone of Curses, his eyes filled with hatred as he looked at the Asgardians who were surrounding him.

"Chief, let me do it!"

The adjutant, Algrim, remained calm. In this critical moment, he did not shirk his responsibility but chose to face death with equanimity.

Malekith hesitated. "Algrim, you..."

"I don't want to kneel anymore. Chief, you are right. Today is the day the Dark Elves rise, a day we should all remember."

"No, the Curse Warrior cannot stop the Asgardians. I am a sinner of the Dark Elves. Let me do it!"

"Chief, I am your adjutant!"

"Then you should obey my orders!"

The two fought over a Stone of Curses, each wanting to sacrifice their own lives to give their people a sliver of hope for survival.

Just as the Stone of Curses was about to be crushed, a deafening roar of battle erupted outside the bar, and beams of red light felled Asgard soldiers. The scattered Dark Elves soldiers, who had been ordered to gather intelligence, had just returned.

Thunder roared, Thor's furious roar filled the air, instantly escalating the battle to a fever pitch.

Malekith: "..."

Algrim: "..."

Both of them turned their heads away at the same time. Malekith stuffed the Stone of Curses into his pocket. Sacrifice and all that... this isn't the final step yet!

Algrim's face hardened as he asked, "Chief, which direction should we break out in?"

"The central area! The buildings on the outskirts are worthless, but the central area is different. I don't believe that old man, the Collector, can sit idly by when he sees the Asgardians wreaking havoc," Malekith said angrily.

Whoosh!

A chilling wind swept through his back, and a transparent, shadowy figure crept in from outside the bar. Malekith turned and fired a shot, signaling his men to break out. Before leaving, he pulled Black Hole Grenade from his waist and hurled it at the shadowy figure.

Outside the trading hall, Russell and his entourage walked out slowly, with two more people in the group than when they went in.

The Kree scientists were intimidated by Russell's Overlord Aura and obediently signed the contract of servitude. There were some minor setbacks during the process. Isaac had good mental strength, and Russell persuaded him with kind words, eventually completely winning him over.

Thud! Thud! Thud—

"Kill! Don't let them escape!"

Rumble!!

"Boss, a fight has broken out over there." Yelena tiptoed and looked into the distance. Firelight, screams, and explosions—it seemed to be quite a scene.

"Yes, a fight broke out over there! But what does that have to do with us? I told you before we came, don't cause trouble!"

Splat!

An Asgard soldier clad in full armor fell to the ground, got up, and came face to face with Russell and his group. He gasped and darted into a corner.

"Quick, someone come quick! There are Dark Elves here too! They're trying to escape!"

Russell: "..."

Thanks to the leader 'Red Scarf' for the reward, more updates will be made up in the next two days!