Cross-shaped Warship command room.
A Dark Elf warrior ran in with a flustered expression, knelt on one knee before Malekith, and said with a panicked face, "Leader, the life signs of Lord Algrim have vanished."
With his hands behind his back, Malekith gazed through the large screen down at the magnificent and solemn Golden Palace, his fists creaking as they clenched.
"Pass my command, activate the mothership, aim at the Golden Palace Royal Hall, and ram it at full speed!"
"Leader, you must never do that!" The warrior's expression changed drastically upon hearing this, and he hurriedly tried to dissuade him, "If we recklessly drive the ship to ram it like this, the mothership will suffer severe damage, and by then we will probably be unable to pilot the mothership to evacuate Asgard!"
Malekith turned abruptly, looking at the Dark Elf warrior who had boldly offered dissuasion, his gaze incomparably icy.
"You are questioning my decision?!"
The warrior's back was instantly soaked in cold sweat; he hurriedly lowered his head and respectfully replied, "This subordinate wouldn't dare! This subordinate will go right now to convey your command, Leader, and have the assault forces prepare to pour out in full force."
Malekith's expression softened slightly; he waved his hand and turned back to continue gazing at the large screen in the command room.
Soon, amidst the panicked gazes of the guards defending the Golden Palace, the Cross-shaped Warship activated once more.
This time, the huge warship started directly at full speed, heading straight to smash fiercely toward the Golden Palace Royal Hall.
Above the Golden Lake, Asgard's Flying Skiff immediately abandoned the tangled Black Fighter Jets, turned its gun barrels, and fired crazily at the huge Cross-shaped Warship.
Boom! Boom! Boom!
Dense energy cannonballs and golden beams of light constantly exploded