What an ugly face it was!
It looked like five different people's faces were temporarily pieced together...
"What kind of monster is this?!"
"I sensed the presence of death emanating from him!"
"Filthy... evil... ugly!"
"Evil will surely be purified!"
However, the attacker ignored the guards' words, tilting his head to quietly admire the mature and beautiful face of Queen Frigga.
That familiar, lewd look immediately confirmed Frigga's identity.
"It's you! That audacious Dark Elves!"
The attacker revealed a 'smile,' his face, pieced together from different skin tones, was wrinkled and looked particularly ferocious and terrifying.
"I am Algrim!"
His voice was unusually shrill, as harsh as a sharp object scraping against glass.
Algrim leaned close to Frigga's face and took a deep sniff.
"Hiss~~~"
A pleased expression appeared on his face.
"You smell so good~~"
Frigga's face instantly turned red.
"You...?!"
The Golden Palace Guard around him were even more furious.
"You scoundrel!" the captain of the guard roared, shouting, "You wicked creature, how dare you blaspheme Her Majesty the Divine Queen!"
Algrim turned his head and looked at him, his blood-red eyes fixed on him with a gloomy gaze.
The captain of the guards raised his weapon and shouted, "Brothers, follow me! Rescue Her Majesty the Goddess and purify this evil monster!"
After saying that, he took the lead and rushed forward.
Frigga quickly stopped him, saying, "Don't come any closer! He's Cursed Warrior from the Dark Elves!"
However, the captain of the guards clearly had no idea what the legendary, extinct Dark Elves were, let alone how terrifying the Dark Elves Cursed Warrior among them were.
He charged forward with such ferocity, then flew back at an even greater speed...
"Team leader!"
His closest subordinate gasped and opened his arms to catch him.
But then his expression changed drastically, and he let out a muffled groan as he was knocked flying.
"Hmm!"
The captain of the guards landed and remained motionless, his life force rapidly fading.
Then, his head lolled to the side, and he died.
"Team leader!"
The remaining guards cried out in pain.
"Avenge the captain!"
They unleashed an extremely fierce momentum, charging forward collectively without fear of death.
Algrim excitedly kicked repeatedly, the speed and power of which far surpassed that of when he was alive.
'Bang! Bang! Bang!'
The guards who rushed forward were kicked away one after another like bowling balls.
After they landed, they tumbled and rolled for another ten meters or so.
After they stopped, they all silently chased after their respected captain.
Algrim cracked his neck and said with immense pleasure, "Comfortable! Exhilarating! Carnage Asgardians always brings me this much pleasure!"
Frigga's face was unusually cold. She quickly recited incantations in her mind, preparing to release Secret Art.
Just as she was gathering her Mana and about to release it, the hand gripping her neck suddenly tightened its grip.
"Hmm!"
Frigga's newly gathered magical power froze instantly.
Algrim pulled her in front of him, sneering mockingly, "Trying to resist?"
"Hehehe~ Too bad you can't do it~~"
Frigga managed to squeeze out a weak voice. "What... do you want to do?"
An extremely terrifying aura erupted from Algrim's body in an instant.
"What do I want to do?!"
He exclaimed in Wrath, "That old bastard Odin killed Lord Malekith and destroyed the entire Dark Elves!"
"As my spirit wandered aimlessly in Svartalfheim, I secretly swore that Odin would pay for everything he had done!"
"You are Odin's most beloved woman, aren't you?"
Frigga didn't answer, she just stared at him coldly.
Algrim grinned maliciously and said, "Won't talk? No problem! Just kill you, and I believe that old bastard Odin will spend the rest of his life waking up in agony, day and night!"
"Fuck...squid!" Frigga forced out a curse in anguish.
But to Algrim at that moment, those curses sounded like the most beautiful music.
"Foolish woman, after you die, grovel at Lord Malekith's feet and repent!"
He slowly increased the pressure in his hand, reveling in the pained expression on Frigga's face.
But the next second, his expression suddenly froze.
The Cursed Warrior's side effects... are kicking in!
Algrim swayed, his blood-red eyes becoming somewhat dazed.
"I'm so hungry..."
He stared blankly at the corpses around him, muttering, "Meat, fresh meat!"
Only then did Algrim notice that he was carrying a 'corpse' in his hand.
He brought Frigga in front of him and took a deep sniff.
"Sigh~~~"
He exclaimed in rapture, "It smells so good! The meat smells so good!"
"Hungry! Eat!"
Algrim's blood-red eyes were filled with longing.
"Eat it!!!"
He opened his mouth wide in excitement.
'Tear!'
The patchwork scar at the corner of his mouth tore open instantly, revealing his stark white gums.
"Eat!"
He opened his mouth and bit Frigga's neck.
" Shift!"
A furious shout suddenly rang out.
Not far away, Loki broke free of his illusion and appeared, his body glowing with a blue Magic aura.
At the same time, Frigga was enveloped in the same Magic aura.
"No!" Frigga shouted in shock and anger.
But the next second, a blue Magic aura erupted, and Loki and Frigga instantly switched places.
'Pfft!'
Algrim bit into Loki's neck, tearing off most of the flesh.
Blue blood gushed out like a fountain onto his hideous, contorted face.
"Cold!"
"The flesh and blood are ice-cold!"
"It doesn't taste good..."
"It doesn't taste good anymore..."
Algrim spoke blankly.
Loki felt all his strength draining away rapidly with the wound on his neck.
He stared blankly at the long corridor of the Bifrost, with the magnificent Golden Palace in the distance.
At this moment, Algrim muttered disdainfully, "Unpalatable meat... throw it away..."
With a forceful jerk, he flung the dying Loki off the Bifrost.
"No! Loki!" Frigga cried out in terror, clutching her neck.
She suddenly opened her left hand, and a surge of Mana instantly burst forth from her body, transforming into a gigantic Mana hand that reached out to grab Loki.
Loki's mind was becoming hazy. In his dazed state, he saw his mother's terrified face and a familiar, warm hand.
Mother... Empress...
He murmured to himself, and his vision instantly went dark.
Through her Mana hand, Frigga could clearly sense Loki's life force rapidly waning.
" Loki! No! My son!" She closed her eyes in grief.
The Mana hand carefully placed Loki onto the surface of the Bifrost.
Frigga suddenly opened her eyes, her clear pupils flashing with an incomparably chilling killing intent.
" Cursed Warrior! How dare you harm my child..."
"Let it just vanish into thin air!!!"