"This is what the soldiers of the Dark Elf race look like?"
Night fell. In the room, Beckett sat in a chair, looking at the data displayed on the azure light screen before him. His right index finger tapped rhythmically on the table as his thoughts churned.
From their appearance, they bore little resemblance to the elves Beckett had heard about during his missions in the universe.
"Yes, Your Highness Beckett. However, according to the information provided by Kyl Mashah, the borders of Svartalfheim do not consist solely of soldiers of this caliber."
Before the words had even finished, another type of Dark Elf soldier appeared on the light screen in front of Beckett.
"According to the information provided by Kyl Mashah, Malekith's awakening seems to have brought a long-lost enhancement secret art to Svartalfheim, and soldiers enhanced by this secret art experience explosive growth in strength."
"The data shows they once tried to capture a specimen for research, but unfortunately, it seems the Dark Elf soldiers enhanced by this secret art are equipped with a detonator. If captured, they immediately self-destruct, leaving nothing behind."
[Enhancement... secret art?]
The phantoms of two Dark Elf soldiers rotated before Beckett's eyes. The limited data plunged Beckett into deep thought.
"The Other." After a long period of contemplation, Beckett called out on the communication channel.
"Your Highness Beckett!"
Beckett's word was law. Dropping everything he was doing, The Other rushed out of his room and appeared before Beckett.
He was still breathing heavily from running so quickly.
"What are your orders, Your Highness Beckett?"
"Gather our people. We will launch a night raid on the borders of Svartalfheim tonight."
"Yes! Your Highness Beckett!" Though harboring doubts, The Other, who fully embodied the profound principle of "Beckett's orders are to be followed without question," chose to keep his questions to himself and patted his chest, assuring him the mission would be completed.
"Remember, the bigger the commotion, the better. And make sure our people engage with the Dark Elf soldiers who have been enhanced by the secret art."
"I understand, Your Highness Beckett. I will go prepare now." The Other, his mind still filled with questions, retreated. After leaving Beckett's room, he immediately headed towards the camp outside, eager to carry out Beckett's will.
"Woz, prepare to activate the energy spectrum analysis mode."
Standing by the window, looking down as The Other's figure gradually merged into the night, Beckett commanded.
Following the incidents on Planet U40 and Planet B48, Beckett harbored deep suspicions about the enhancement secret art controlled by Malekith.
And according to the clues provided by Odin, one of the six Infinity Stones, the Reality Stone, had once appeared in Svartalfheim.
Beckett saw no reason not to suspect that this so-called secret art enhancement was merely an enhancement using the gem's energy. Planets U40 and B48 had already provided precedents.
Determining whether it was gem energy enhancement was simple for Beckett.
His Woz database already stored information on the power of the Mind Stone. As long as Woz detected energy changes within the supposedly enhanced Dark Elf soldiers that were similar in nature to the Mind Stone, even the slightest variation would be enough to solidify Beckett's conjecture.
Rumble!
Lightning flashed and thunder roared in the dim sky. Drizzling raindrops gradually coalesced and slid down before Beckett.
"Is it raining?"
Beckett closed the window casually, but the moment his fingers touched the raindrops, he sensed something was wrong.
"Your Highness Beckett, Woz has detected two abnormal energy signatures rapidly approaching your room!"
As soon as Woz finished speaking, two Dark Elf soldiers dressed in Asgardian attire crashed through Beckett's door.
Bang!
The door, made of special metal, shattered into pieces. The two Dark Elf soldiers exchanged glances. Without hesitation, they ripped open their clothes and charged directly towards Beckett's location, sparks and lightning flying.
"Ankhok!!!"
Shouting words of unknown meaning, their bodies rapidly expanded. Lightning flashed outside the window, and the room was illuminated by fire...
Rumble!
Boom!!!
The sound of thunder and the explosion occurred simultaneously. Azure lightning and crimson flames intertwined, illuminating Beckett's face.
Rainwater dripped down Beckett's cheek onto the ground. With his hands crossed over his chest, Beckett stood tall, surveying the four figures who had appeared beside him with undisguised disdain.
"Beckett!"
Hela, not far away, was intercepted in mid-air by three figures. The four figures surrounding Beckett then flashed with cold light, their sharp blades piercing directly towards Beckett's chest!
Swish swish swish swish!!!!
Clang!
The sound of metal clashing was piercingly sharp, yet Beckett, standing firm on the ground, remained unmoving. On his chest and back, four blades, stained with rainwater, pressed against Beckett's silver armor, unable to advance even an inch further.
"Is this all the strength you possess?" Before he finished speaking, the energy within Beckett erupted. An invisible wave of force surged outwards, preventing even the raindrops from approaching Beckett's body.
"Woz."
"Your Highness Beckett, no gem energy fluctuations have been detected on them."
Woz provided the answer after completing the scan and analysis, which also sealed the fate of the four.
Without gem energy fluctuations, they had no right to live.
"Leave!"
Missing their mark, they fled a thousand miles. The four traditional assassins exchanged glances, instantly deciding on their escape routes.
The military fortress's alarm had already been triggered, and they didn't believe they, as assassins, could make it out under the army's encirclement.
"His Highness Beckett, The Other has arrived at the Svartalfheim border with his men."
"Let him proceed. Ignore this place; they're just a few assassins who misunderstand infiltration."
Beckett, floating in the air, intensified the light from his fingertips. The next second, ten beams of silver-white light pierced directly through the chests of ten Dark Elf assassins!
To require backup as an assassin, and to not grasp the depths of stealth—it was utterly shameful.
Beckett, with his extensive experience in [Infiltration], scoffed at this.
"Carrying an umbrella but no blade on a rainy night, cleaving and hacking to carve a path through hordes—that's the best disguise for an assassin."
"Beckett."
Hela, who had also dealt with her opponent, landed beside Beckett. Looking at the bodies littering the ground, her expression was as dark as water.
"Your Highness Hela!"
"Mashah! You set me up!!!"
A roar echoed through the sky from not far away, only to be swallowed by merciless fiery serpents.
At the Svartalfheim border, above the Dark Elf defense line, five mechanical behemoths bared their fangs. Under The Other's command, they charged rampantly through the sturdy fortress.
Kyl Mashah, who had hastily arrived beside Hela, felt his lips grow dry. "That's slander."
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