"Complete the Titan Transformation by creating a Full Moon Illusion?"
Malekith, listening quietly in the cold royal palace of Svartalfheim, could no longer help but interrupt Laufey's description. He had never heard of such a disgraceful branch of the Eternals.
"To be precise, it's using a Full Moon Illusion with special light wavelengths to complete the Great Ape Transformation." The snow of the Jotunheim Royal Court, manipulated by Laufey, gradually formed the shape of a giant ape. Its massive body caused Malekith to frown deeply.
"That man isn't an Eternal. He's just Thanos's adopted son. This transformation should just be his Racial Talent."
"In a pure power contest, I don't think you'd be a match for this monkey."
"We shall see." Malekith couldn't deny it and immediately waved to end the call with Laufey.
"Algrim, go collect information about Thanos and this Beckett, then bring it to me." The cautious Malekith decided to have Algrim, who held the second-highest position in the clan, gather intelligence for him. At this critical juncture, only Algrim's intelligence could be trusted.
"Yes." The voice of his capable subordinate came through the communication channel. Malekith sat back on the throne, his figure sinking back into the darkness, only his hoarse voice echoing...
"Come back, all of you, come back..."
"Asgard's doom is at hand..."
...
"You are all heroes of Asgard!"
"Heroes!"
"Heroes!"
"Heroes!"
As Odin's passionate speech concluded, the citizens gathered in the Asgardian plaza spontaneously cheered, offering their most sincere cheers to the soldiers about to embark on an expedition.
Respect from the heart, cheers from the soul.
"This is Asgard."
Seven-colored rainbow light descended, and Hela, who had instantly appeared in the battlefield camp, flexed her fingers. Her gaze fell upon Beckett beside her, and the corners of her mouth involuntarily turned up.
"Boring."
Beckett sneered and then turned his attention to the completely unfamiliar world before him.
Half darkness, half light.
Darkness belonged to the Dark Elf side, while the land he stood on was filled with sacred light.
However, on this land of light, there was also a military fortress filled with a murderous aura.
Asgard's military base in Svartalfheim.
Establishing their own military base on someone else's land and not allowing the natives to resist – Odin of Asgard was truly overbearing.
"This is called national pride. What, your Dark Order doesn't have such rituals when they go out to battle?"
Beckett couldn't be bothered to speak.
The Dark Order had no such flashy rituals when they went out to battle. It was simply Thanos's order, followed by the Five Fingers' commands, then the mobilization of troops for the expedition, and finally, a successful retreat.
There was no need for all this flashy stuff.
"Father said—"
"Stop. I don't want to hear what your father said." Hela's face darkened, and she directly interrupted Beckett.
All day long, "Father said," "Father once said." How old are they?
Have they weaned yet?
"Your Highness Hela."
With the Princess's arrival, Kyl, the highest commander of Asgard's military base in Svartalfheim, waved to dismiss the defensive array of the military fortress and strode before Hela, kneeling on one knee and bowing respectfully.
His square face was filled with fanatical emotion, and the small mustache on his lips was particularly striking.
"Are there any movements from the Dark Elf army?" Hela, feeling refreshed after interrupting Beckett, gestured for Kyl to stand and asked.
"It's the same as before."
Hearing this, a bitter smile flickered across Kyl's lips.
The Dark Elf army guarding the Svartalfheim border currently left him with countless ideas of "invading Svartalfheim and capturing Malekith alive," but he was unable to implement them.
He had no idea why, but ever since Malekith, a name that had become history in Asgard's history textbooks, reappeared in the Nine Realms, the combat effectiveness of the Dark Elf soldiers on the Svartalfheim border had been increasing day by day, leaving him utterly perplexed.
Wasn't Malekith a historical figure?
After being "dead" for so many years, how could he seamlessly transition to the new era after his "resurrection"?
Asgard's weapons and magic were all ineffective against the army sent by that man. Odin's new spells and weapons in the new era were completely useless against the new army created by the old fossil Malekith using ancient technology.
New era technology that was constantly being updated was unable to crush the rules of the backward old era?
This was the point Kyl found most baffling.
"Still the same as before... Arrange for people to prepare their encampments." After pondering for a while, Hela pointed to the fleet of warships floating in the air.
"No need. My army's encampment is the warships." As soon as Hela finished speaking, Beckett directly refused.
In his opinion, the Chitauri soldiers on the warships were far more intimidating than those on the ground.
A qualified commander must learn to reasonably utilize the strengths of the troops under their command. Moreover, the Chitauri soldiers in the air can support and assist the Asgardian guards on the ground, killing two birds with one stone.
"Whatever you say."
Hela, who knew nothing about the Chitauri, attributed it to Beckett's personality. She had her adjutant Koty'an take the congratulatory monster who only spewed congratulations to integrate the army, and then she led Beckett into the fortress.
[Kyl Mashah, Asgardian, 1523 years old...]
As Hela walked to the central city of the fortress, information continuously flashed on the optical display in Beckett's right eye. This was all the information about Commander Kyl that Woz had managed to gather.
"His Highness Beckett, Woz cannot update the information on Dark Elves in the database. It is recommended that you request the data library permissions for this military fortress from Ms. Hela."
Woz, who had failed to breach the magical firewall several times, reminded Beckett as he entered the command hall.
The sound of footsteps colliding with the ground instantly stopped. Hela turned, her gaze fixed directly on Beckett.
She had also heard Woz's "reminder" just now.
"Kyl."
"Yes, Your Highness Hela." Commander Kyl, having received the order, turned and came before Beckett. Knowing Beckett's status as an ally from Odin's notification, he naturally stored the prepared information onto a chip.
"Here is all the information you need. If there's anything missing, you can come find me anytime."
Kyl smiled and handed a blue chip to Beckett.
"Woz." Beckett reached out and took it. A blue phantom of the mechanical cat appeared beside him, and the light emitted from its eyes instantly shone upon the chip.
"Woz is scanning..."
"Woz is reading the data..."
"Thank you for your cooperation, Mr. Kyl Mashah." The polite mechanical cat bowed, its round body looking exceptionally cute.
Thanks to [yiy445] for the reward~
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