The huge Nine Realms, whether it is the snowy Jotunheim in the snow, or the crowded Asgard, or even the Warnerheim in the pit and sheep, they all shook to varying degrees at the same time.

The entire Nine Realms are shaking.

As the strongest man in the Nine Realms, Odin stood on the top of the mountain and looked at the direction where Wat Alheim was. Laufi, who was holding a pre-war oath-taking meeting in the ice and snow, looked at the face of the pre-war oath-taking meeting, and then connected the anxious communication frequency band number from Warnerheim.

"Raophie?!"

"What's going on?!"

King Warnerheim's questioning was filled with horror and a trace of unknown fear.

Wat Alheim had already begun to break down under the collision of two powerful forces, but the dark elf king Malekis, who persuaded him to join the anti-Odin coalition, was still unable to contact him. The meaning contained in this was enough to make King Warnerheim restless.

Odin is still in Asgard, which shows that it is impossible for him to create this movement. When did Asgard produce another person comparable to Odin?

King Warnerheim was anxious.

He felt that the boat under his feet was likely to overturn.

"Don't worry, this is just an accident." Laufi, who has been fighting Odin on the front line for many years, is obviously much calmer. He doesn't know how strong Malekis is, with the etheric particle. After all, he is not from the same age as this Dark Elf King, but he is sure that he will never be weaker than Odin.

Otherwise, with Odin's cruel and violent character, how could he still sit in the King of Asgard's Hall, and would have been running around in the Nine Realms and killing a river of blood.

He is still sitting obediently on the throne waiting for Midgart, who is the battlefield of the Nine Realms, to compete with the Nine Realms Alliance. Isn’t it because the strength of the full body Malekis is enough to make him afraid?

"But?!"

"Nothing is possible." Lawfei interrupted King Warnerheim's concerns mercilessly.

"Everything goes according to the original plan. Even if there is no Dark Elves joining, do you understand?"

King Warnerheim couldn't help but clench his fists, but his strength was not as strong as others, so he had to bear this tone.

The Warner tribe, who had been fooled to the point of betraying Odin, had no choice but to follow Luo Fei to the point of going black, and there was no other choice.

"I know."

"Namalekis?"

King Warnerheim was a little hesitant, and Wat Alheim's movement really shocked him. In a sense, the Nine Realms are in unison, and the world is closely related. Once Wat Alheim is destroyed, the rest of the world will inevitably experience extremely major changes.

"I will, go there myself."

King Warnerheim remained silent after Laufei's words.

Laufei's strength is far greater than that of him. The years of confrontation with Odin has made him truly famous as the second man in the Nine Realms. Although there are rumors that the treasure of the Ice Box in his hand has been stolen and his strength has been greatly reduced, judging from Laufei's current confident demeanor, this should be just a fake news that Asgard released to seduce people.

"A short-sighted idiot."

After closing the communication channel, Laufei snorted coldly, and then continued his pre-war mobilization ceremony. His passionate words completely ignited the snow-covered Jotunheim. After completing the speech, Laufei retired successfully and returned to the King's Hall and opened the teleportation array.

He was a partner with Malekis, so there was a magical teleportation array in his king's hall that went straight to Malekis's hall. As he had said to King Warnerheim before, he had to go to Wat Alheim in person to determine the specific situation.

If necessary, ether particles……

Laufei narrowed her eyes, and her figure disappeared into the magic circle...

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In the Wat Alheim Plain, the silver-white energy beam completely defeated the dark torrent and slowly dissipated for more than ten seconds between the sky and the earth.

Malekis, who was bombarded directly into the plains, stood up with difficulty, opened his mouth and spewed out blood, and many new injuries were added to his old wounds.

"This is impossible!"

"I am the king!"

"The supreme king!"

"You are just a monkey with a tail! How is that possible!!"

Malekis looked up and stared at the blonde figure in the air, his hideous face full of anger.

He couldn't accept the result.

"Yeah?"

Beckett, whose light disappeared in his hand, had a cold face and slowly landed in front of Malekis.

"But, then you, the king, are really pitiful."

Before he finished speaking, Beckett's right fist had already broken through the layers of defense and hit Malekis' cheek!

puff!

Blood was spewing out with several broken teeth. The dark elf king, who was unwilling to be humiliated, had great energy on his arms, and the space around Beckett suddenly began to twist!

"Unforgivable!"

The fist mixed with anger was not hindered at all and directly buckled on Beckett's cheek, but the latter's figure was as unmoving as if it had roots under his feet.

"What?" Malekis was stunned.

"Is your anger only at this level?" He grabbed Malekis' left arm with his right hand and moved his fist away from his face bit by bit. Becket slowly turned his head and looked directly at the dark elf king in front of him.

"drink!"

Before Malekis could react, he could only hear Beckett shouting loudly, and a huge force that he had no way to resist came in an instant!

Bang!

Malekis was thrown into the cracked plain!

"Your anger, your strength, your body," he walked slowly to Malekis and turned a blind eye to the cracked plain under his feet. Beckett stretched out his right hand and grabbed Malekis' head tightly, pulling it out of the pit.

He lowered his head, leaned over, approached Malekis, and said, "It's so weak that it's not worth mentioning."

Angry breath kept slapping Beckett's cold face, and countless dark tentacles appeared behind Malekis, trying to use the same trick again to absorb the vitality in Beckett's body.

Or force him to let go of himself.

"Supply the etheric particles, now." Beckett turned a blind eye, and the roaring waves of air directly tore up all the giant tentacles that had attempted to him.

"dream."

As soon as Malekis finished speaking, the entire Wat Alheim surface suddenly began to erupt to varying degrees. The continuous surging energy fountain forced Beckett to let go of his right hand, and Malekis was able to regain his freedom.

"Then I'll hit you until you don't dream."

Becket, who was moving his wrists, instantly appeared beside Malekis, and his fists were enough to smash the earth to tear apart one lines of defense in front of Malekis. The storm-like attack made Malekis miserable.

He wanted to distance himself from Beckett, but he could not do it well.

Beckett, who understands his strengths, does not give Malekis a chance to turn the tables. With close combat, Malekis can only barely deal with Beckett with nearly ten thousand years of experience.

However, it is precisely because of this that Malekis feels panicked. No matter how novel the energy operation method he used to make Beckett suffer, the latter will immediately apply what he has learned and use his own way to treat him.

This terrifying ability to apply what he has learned in battle suffocated Malekis!

What kind of race are the Saiyans?!

Why has he never heard of a race in the universe with such a terrifying combat talent?!

It's simply a natural combat machine.

Born for battle, the more you fight, the stronger you become.

The special energy operation methods accumulated over the past ten thousand years were learned by Beckett in the battle, and the feeling of powerlessness in Malekis's heart became more and more intense as time went by.

What kind of monster did he provoke?!!!
Chapter completed!