As the Dark Elves' Spacecraft approached Asgard, Algrim received a signal in Asgard's Dungeon.
This was the Dark Elves' means of communication, capable of transmitting short messages across galaxies.
A hint of delight immediately appeared on Algrim's face as he sat cross-legged on the floor, seemingly well behaved.
In the neighboring cell, Loki watched his expression, suspicion flickering in his eyes.
What was this guy planning?
The thought had barely crossed his mind when Algrim's body suddenly began to change.
An aura that put Loki on guard radiated from him, and his body visibly writhed.
Soon, plates of black armor emerged across his body, and two sharp horns sprouted from his head.
Watching the transformation, Loki's gaze grew serious. This guy really did have another trick up his sleeve.
Loki had already found it strange. The Dark Elves had vanished for thousands of years, so how could they suddenly appear within Asgard's borders? Now it seemed they had come prepared.
While Loki pondered this, a distinct crack suddenly rang out from inside Algrim's body.
The seal Heimdall had placed inside him had shattered!
A dark aura immediately surged out of his body.
Under the impact of that overwhelming presence, Loki staggered back several steps.
Just then, Algrim opened his eyes, turned toward him, and grinned. His sharp white teeth gleamed with a chilling edge, making Loki's gaze flicker.
"The king's army is coming. We should prepare a welcoming ceremony."
"Since you're a prince of Asgard, you must know where its Shield Generator is."
Algrim stared intently at Loki. Loki was certain that if he said he didn't know, this guy would kill him on the spot.
Without hesitation, Loki nodded. "I do, but are you sure you want to act now?"
"I'm not underestimating you. You're strong now, but Asgard's