Command room of the Cross-shaped Warship.
A Dark Elf Warriors rushed in, knelt on one knee before Malekith, and said in a panic, "Master, Lord Algrim's vital signs have disappeared."
Malekith stood with his hands behind his back, gazing at the magnificent and solemn Golden Palace below through the large screen, his fists clenched so tightly they cracked.
"Pass on my order: activate the Mothership, target the Golden Palace Royal Hall, and ram it at full speed!"
"Chief, you mustn't!" The soldier's face changed drastically upon hearing this. He hurriedly dissuaded him, "If we recklessly ram the Mothership, it will be severely damaged, and we might not be able to Asgard Mothership!"
Malekith whirled around, his gaze icy as he looked at the Dark Elf Warriors who had dared to dissuade him.
"You're questioning my decision?!"
The soldier's back was instantly soaked with cold sweat. He quickly lowered his head and respectfully replied, "Your subordinate wouldn't dare! Your subordinate will immediately convey your orders, Commander, and instruct the assault troops to prepare for a full-scale attack."
Malekith's expression softened slightly. He waved his hand, turned around, and continued to look at the large screen in the command room.
Soon, the Cross-shaped Warship started up again amidst the horrified gazes of the guards protecting the Golden Palace.
This time, the massive warship went at full speed and crashed straight into the Golden Palace Royal Hall.
Above the Golden Lake, the Asgard Flying Skiff immediately abandoned the Black Fighter Jet they were locked in combat with, turned their cannons around, and unleashed a furious barrage on the massive Cross-shaped Warship.
'Boom! Boom! Boom!'
Dense Energy Cannon and golden beams of light exploded continuously on the Cross-shaped Warship.
But the Cross-shaped Warship continued forward without slowing down.
'boom!!!'
The Cross-shaped Warship, like a sharp greatsword, pierced fiercely into the top of the Golden Palace Royal Hall.
At the top of the royal palace, the magnificent glazed murals shattered instantly, and countless fragments fell like raindrops.
Queen Frigga looked up at the Golden Palace, her face extremely solemn.
Just as she was about to raise Gungnir to retaliate, a familiar voice rang in her ears.
"Leave it to me, darling."
Then, Gungnir slipped from his grasp and fell into the hands of the newcomer.
Frigga turned and looked at the newcomer with surprise. " Odin?!"
But then her expression suddenly changed.
"No! You shouldn't have woken up at this time!"
However, Odin patted her arm and smiled gently, " Frigga, I am the Master of this palace. With enemies already here, how could I possibly sleep?"
Frigga looked at him worriedly and said urgently, "But forcibly breaking free from Odinsleep will permanently shorten your lifespan!"
Odin raised Gungnir and casually unleashed a terrifying golden beam of light at the descending Cross-shaped Warship.
'boom!'
The Cross-shaped Warship that had already stormed into the Golden Palace Royal Hall was instantly blasted in half.
Odin smiled and said to Queen Frigga, "It's just a matter of sleeping one more year or one less year."
Frigga's eyes instantly welled up with tears. She couldn't help but shake her head, cover her mouth, and look at her husband with a sorrowful expression.
" Odin..."
Her voice trembled as she threw herself into her husband's arms.
Just then, a loud shout suddenly rang out from the Cross-shaped Warship.
" Odin!!!"
Malekith and his men leaped from the Cross-shaped Warship and stood on the throne.
Odin gently patted his wife on the back, gesturing for her to step aside, before facing the mastermind behind the invasion.
" Dark Elves, Malekith."
Malekith, who considered himself older, raised his head arrogantly and said, "I didn't expect Borr to have mentioned me to you."
"Of course I have to mention you..." Odin took a step forward, leaning on Gungnir, and said with a smile, "After all, you led Asgard to repel the Dark Elves ' attack and nearly wiped out your race. That's a glorious achievement my father often talked about."
"You...!" Malekith exclaimed, realizing that he could no longer maintain his airs as an elder.
With a cold expression, he threatened, "Very well, since you know how terrifying my Dark Elves are, then obediently hand over the treasures of my race that you've hidden."
" The Aether?" Odin smiled and shook his head. "I'm sorry, the Aether is too dangerous. It shouldn't have appeared at this time, and it certainly shouldn't have returned to your hands."
Perhaps it was the old age that made him kind-hearted, but Odin decided to spare Malekith, after all, this was the last remaining member of the Dark Elves.
" Malekith, leave Asgard and return to the Pitch-Black Forest of Svartalfheim to recuperate."
"The world today is no longer the world you remember..."
"If you continue to cling to the Aether, to the idea of returning the universe to darkness, your Dark Elves may very well be wiped out..."
"Impossible!" Malekith waved his hand dismissively, refusing outright.
"Hand over the Aether, and I'll leave. Otherwise..."
His face turned incredibly sinister and fierce.
He threatened menacingly, "... I will make all of Asgard history today!"
"Sigh~" Odin shook his head in disappointment as he looked at Malekith, who remained obstinate.
"In that case, I won't hold back anymore."
Malekith sneered and said, "How arrogant!"
Odin lifted Gungnir high and shouted, " Thunder, heed the call of the King of Gods!"
'Boom!!!'
A thunderclap suddenly resounded high in the sky.
In an instant, Dark Clouds covered the entire Asgard, and countless terrifying lightning snakes appeared and roamed within Dark Clouds.
A dazzling golden Thunder shot out from Odin's single eye.
" Malekith!"
With a roar, he hurled Gungnir at Malekith.
"Hmph," Malekith snorted coldly, and his entire right arm instantly burst into flames of pitch-black energy.
He spread his right hand and reached out to grab the golden lightning bolt.
"A trivial matter..."
Malekith spoke confidently, but the next second, his expression changed drastically.
In an instant, the golden lightning bolt that Gungnir had transformed into pierced through his palm and then exploded a large hole in his chest.
Malekith stared in astonishment at the gaping hole in his chest, feeling all his strength rapidly draining away.
"How... how could you be so strong?!"
Odin raised his hand to catch Gungnir, who had returned automatically, and said coldly, "My father, Borr, was once the King of Asgard."
"And I, Odin Borr... am the Lord of the Nine Realms, the King of Gods!!!"
"No!" Malekith's legs went weak, and he knelt heavily on the ground.
He struggled to lift his head, reaching out his hand as if to grasp at his unfulfilled wish.
"I... I'm not reconciled!"
"I, the Dark Elves, am the true Master of this world!"
"I haven't yet plunged the entire world back into darkness..."
As he spoke, he could no longer hold on and collapsed to the ground with a thud.
Even in death, Malekith's eyes remained fixed on Odin and Gungnir in his hand.