For Malekith, his defeat at Odin's hands and the devastating losses suffered by the Dark Elves were what drove him to seek revenge against Odin.
But hearing a frail human bring it up was nothing short of mockery.
"You're asking for death!"
Dark power churned around Malekith.
He charged straight at Wang Yang and threw a punch.
Then Wang Yang swept his hand up, meeting Malekith's divine power and dissipating it outright.
"Fighting here will only destroy Kamar-Taj. Strange, let's deal with them in the Mirror Dimension!"
Wang Yang stepped back and slapped both hands against the ground.
A terrifying aura spread outward, and countless panes of spatial glass spread in every direction.
Countless frostlike cracks appeared as well.
Both the Dark Elves and Strange, who was fighting them, entered the Mirror Dimension.
A few unlucky Dark Elves were sliced to pieces by the Mirror Dimension's spatial power.
"Now you can destroy whatever you like!"
Once they entered the Mirror Dimension, Wang Yang no longer held back out of concern for their surroundings.
Malekith, however, was furious. Not only had this brat exposed his scars, but he had also killed his people.
These were nothing more than weak, frail Earthlings.
"Die!"
Dark power enveloped Malekith.
As beings capable of fighting the Asgardians, they naturally possessed formidable innate divine strength.
They had no need to study techniques. Any attack could unleash tremendous power.
Every punch and kick carried immense force. Just like Malekith now, whose dark power had begun spreading outward, even corroding marks into the ground.
Over on the other side, Strange saw the change in Malekith and felt a chill.
Although he had been fighting the other Dark Elves all this time, he had gained some understanding of their formidable strength.
"Watch out, Master Wang Yang! That dark aura