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Chapter 202 1 Selfishness

This scene is not only a contest of strength, but also a hymn of courage, wisdom and sacrifice. In the endless darkness, a beam of light illuminates the road of hope, and this battle across races and boundaries has just begun... Under the chaotic night, a feast of light and darkness quietly takes place. Between heaven and earth, an unprecedented violent electromagnetic storm suddenly condenses, as if the most unruly force in the universe has been awakened, vowing to devour all darkness. Agrum, the cursed warrior who once made countless creatures tremble, has now become a lone brave in the eyes of this storm. His body is surrounded by bloody magic seals, like ancient totems, telling of immortal resentment and power. However, this power from the abyss seems so fragile in front of the roar of thunder.

"Boom!" The first railgun pierced the night sky, like the wrath of heaven, and went straight to Agum's heart. He gritted his teeth and resisted, his muscles tensed, and it seemed that electricity was flowing under every inch of his skin, but there was only determination in his unyielding eyes. However, would the storm stop here? The second and third shots followed one after another, and each shot was an extreme test of his will to survive.

"Ah!" Agrum roared like a beast, as if an ancient beast soul had awakened in his body. He mobilized all his strength, vowing to protect the secret that could not be revealed - the critical moment when the dark elf king Malekith merged with the ether. But at this critical moment, a cold light flashed in the shadows, and Loki's dagger, like the kiss of a dark night assassin, accurately pierced Agrum's knee, causing him to lose his balance and kneel down.

At that moment, time seemed to freeze, and the violent electromagnetic beam penetrated Aggum's body like a wild horse, and rushed straight to the dark red shield carefully arranged by Malekith. The shield, which was originally a fortress to resist all attacks in the world, now made a "crackling" sound under the impact of electromagnetic waves, like the collapse of an ancient civilization.

"Destroy it!" Lu Yifang jumped into the battlefield like a messenger from hell, with a black metal army under his control behind him. They shone brightly under the electromagnetic radiation, and then turned into an unstoppable torrent, swallowing Malekith and his shield together. It was the ultimate collision of technology and magic, and the prelude to destruction and rebirth.

"No!" Malekith let out an earth-shattering roar, but the sound was instantly swallowed up by the surging roars around him. His body was torn apart by the powerful electromagnetic field, like a fragile piece of paper, and it fell apart bit by bit. In an instant, the entire space was filled with scarlet blood rain and broken debris. The scene was extremely tragic.

However, in this vortex of death, something unexpected happened. A broken head emerged from the chaos, and its eyeballs were still spinning wildly, revealing a creepy and cunning light. It seemed to be silently planning a more sinister and cunning conspiracy, making the surrounding atmosphere even more solemn and depressing.

"What is this?" Thor, who witnessed this scene, couldn't help but take a breath, and a strong ominous premonition surged in his heart. He stared at the strange head with wide eyes, trying to decipher the secret hidden in it. At the same time, Lu Yifang, who was standing aside, was not idle either. With his extraordinary keen insight, his eyes pierced through the dazzling light like a sword, accurately capturing the blood-colored gems floating in the air and the strangely shaped limbs and arms. After seeing these things, Lu Yifang's face suddenly became extremely gloomy, and he murmured to himself in a low voice: "Not good, the real battle may have just begun..." Between his words, he revealed endless worry and vigilance. "

Those blood-colored gems, like cursed stars, intertwined with the pieces of Malekith's flesh, slowly floated, as if brewing a more terrible disaster. Under this sky shrouded in thunder and death, a new storm is about to sweep in... At that decisive moment, his eyes seemed to have passed through the mist of time and space, accurately locking onto Lu Yifang's figure, and an unusual tension filled the air. "The shadow of the sneak attack will dissipate under the judgment of light." With this resounding verdict, the surrounding ether seemed to have awakened the sleeping behemoth. They were no longer invisible brocade, but turned into a hot and deep blood-colored torrent, surging and woven into a tight net in an instant, gently embracing Malekith's broken body.

In the blink of an eye, a brand new Malekith slowly walked out of the blood-red mist, but he was no longer the arrogant man he used to be - he was thinner, and his face was full of traces of time, as if time was speeding up on him. Thor saw this scene, his eyes widened, full of confusion and horror: "How... How is this possible? How can there be such a power to change fate!"

Lu Yifang had a stern look on his face, his eyes as sharp as torches: "In the face of the magic of the Aether that distorts reality, everything can be reshaped, but the price is heavy." His words revealed awe of the mysteries of the universe and subtle sympathy for Malekith's current situation - after all, the price of rebirth is the ruthless plunder of vitality.

The Infinity Stones are the most mysterious treasures in the universe. Each one of them has the power to subvert the world, but each of them also carries a heavy shackle. Behind the gentleness of the Space Stone lies the raging tide that can destroy galaxies; under the purple light of the Power Stone lies the weight that life cannot bear. Once out of control, it will lead to the double annihilation of the soul and body.

The side effects of the reality gem Aether are like maggots attached to the bones, quietly eroding the vitality of the user. Malekith, for his own selfish reasons, did not hesitate to sacrifice half of his life in exchange for this brief rebirth. The anger and unwillingness in his heart can be imagined: "I will use the curse of blood and magic to devour all your vitality as compensation for my sacrifice!" His voice was low and full of resentment.

Facing this sudden threat, Lu Yifang sneered, his body tensed, like a cheetah ready to go, rushing towards Malekith at a speed beyond the limit, with violent airflow. This was not just a physical impact, but also a collision of will and belief. The whole city seemed to tremble under this force, and the sound of breaking through the air was deafening, announcing the awakening of a warrior like thunder.

However, Malekith only smiled indifferently in the face of this thunderbolt, with a strange light flashing in his eyes, as if he was brewing a more sinister plan. A contest about life, power and revenge has begun... The ether web woven in the depths of the universe quietly revolves around Lu Fang, as mysterious as the trajectory of stars. He raised his hand leisurely, and his fingertips seemed to touch the string of time and space. At that moment, the surrounding noise - whether it was the roar that tore the air or the howling of the wind that exceeded the speed of sound, was gently swallowed up by this subtle touch.

"This... is the true meaning of the power of the ether." Lu Yifang's eyes narrowed slightly, and his heart was filled with unprecedented shock. The moment his power touched Malekith, it was like morning dew sliding down the tip of a leaf, silently and without a trace.