On the abandoned planet that Saber forcibly marked with the mark of the Devil Gang, three people were exploring this dead world.
"There's another path here! It seems to lead down to the abyss! "
Dr. Erik, who was covered in dust, ran over with his detector and reported to Saber, "I saw new footprints there. Jane should have been there."
"Very well, let's go and take a look!"
Saber turned and walked to the cave where he first came from. Outside the cave, Lewis was wearing a breathing device and trying to drive a car full of supplies into this world, preparing to build a small outpost.
In addition to him, there were a few people from The Devil Gang, who were urgently called over by Saber from Gotham. They were all the most trustworthy people. This was an entire world, unlike other things, where he could share it with others if he really needed it. This world was destined to only belong to The Devil Gang! No one would be able to take it away from Seiber.
"Suntar!"
Seiber summoned the Mist Assassin, looked around, and said in a low voice, "Let's go.
"You're responsible for guarding the entrance and waiting for my next order. Anyone you think is suspicious … Kill them directly. No need to report."
"Okay."
Suntar, who was wearing scarlet armor, nodded. The next moment, his gloomy eyes fell on Dr. Erik and Saber behind him. The doctor saw the knife-like eyes and could not help but shrink his head, revealing the devil's head tattoo that had just been tattooed on his neck. This made Suntar nod in satisfaction. He turned into a gray mist and disappeared into the always dark and silent sky.
That's right, 10 minutes after discovering this foreign world, Professor Erik was promoted by Frontline to become the chief astronomer of the Devil's Gang. Syber would build him the most luxurious and largest astronomical laboratory in Europe, and give him 100% freedom in his research. He would also be given a soul contract with a Soul Judgment Demon. Lastly, this benefit was mandatory, and the professor couldn't reject it.
The best way to protect a secret was to turn everyone who knew the secret into one's own. As for Saul, after looking through all of his memories, Saber knew what kind of person he was. So, after he swore to save Jane Foster, Saul also swore in the name of the God of Thunder that he would not reveal Saber's secret.
Anyway, it was just an abandoned planet that was not suitable for life. At the edge of the Nine Realms, there were countless planets like this.
"Look at these runes!"
Dr. Erik was wearing a breathing apparatus. The soul contract with a Souljudgment Demon gave him unparalleled observation skills, allowing him to easily see things that he would have overlooked in the past. He touched the runes on the closed boulder in front of him obsessively. Even if he did not understand magic at all, he could feel the taboo and mysterious knowledge contained in this thing.
"I can't understand these runes, but I can guess some of them! This should be a suppression ritual! "
Saul was behind Saber. He raised his head and looked at the dark room at the bottom of the abyss. He patted Saber's shoulder and pointed to the statue in front of him that only had two legs left.
"This is a typical Asgardian suppression ritual. It should be a statue of a heroic spirit placed here, but look at the dust …"
Saul reached out his hand and touched the remains of the sculpture. When his fingers touched the surface of the stone, the remaining two legs quickly turned into ashes and disappeared.
"No one has been here for at least a thousand years!"
Saul dusted his hands and said to the other two:
"The sculptures of Asgard are made with special methods. They can last for at least a thousand years! This thing should be a seal left by my grandfather, but I have never seen a description of this place. Svartalfheim, the country of the gnomes, is full of great craftsmen, but it is said that Svartalfheim moved once a long time ago … Maybe it was because of this war. "
"So, this is a secret hidden in history?"
Seiber snorted and placed both of his hands on the boulder in front of him. This boulder was too heavy for its size. Seiber activated the heat flow in his body to lift it up and put it aside, revealing the altar underneath. It was covered in dust, and its original appearance could not be seen due to the passage of time. However, he could still barely make out the outline of the altar.
"Oh, what's this?"
Saul turned his head and looked at the altar. He felt that this thing was familiar. He seemed to have seen it somewhere in Asgard, but his thoughts were quickly interrupted by Dr. Erik.
The instrument in the doctor's hand suddenly rang quickly. Erik glanced at the energy reading and shouted in surprise.
"There's a spatial energy reaction … Someone else is coming!"
Before his voice fell, the darkness in front of the altar quickly shrank, like dust being sucked in by a vacuum cleaner. In an instant, it rolled into an inwardly concave passage. Two figures came out of the passage. One was tall, one was thin, one was strong, and the other looked a little weak.
They were wearing strange clothes. The one walking in front was like a sorcerer, wearing a dark robe and a white sunlight battle robe, while the other one was wearing a thick and ferocious horned helmet and armor. His back was full of thick and sharp metal ornaments, like a savage beast coming out of the darkness.
The most surprising thing was the face of the magician. It was long, thin, and pale. His ears were combed back, and his black hair was tied into a ponytail behind his back. His eyes were hazy. If not for the dark aura that made it difficult to breathe, this guy looked no different from the elves in the legends.
When Saber saw them, they also saw Saber. The leading elf was stunned for a moment. He looked at Saber suspiciously and said a series of words that no one could understand.
"They don't seem to be enemies … They can communicate, like intelligent creatures!"
Dr. Erik held his instrument and locked it aside, while Saber and Saul quickly prepared for battle. With their eyesight, they could see at a glance that these two fellows were not to be trifled with.
But when the dark elf's eyes fell on Saul, his eyes suddenly narrowed.
"Asgardians!"
The word sounded strange, but Saber and Saul both heard the undisguised hostility in it. The next moment, the dark elf's body disappeared into the darkness, and the strong guy roared, pulled out a double-edged battle axe from his back, and rushed toward the two.
"They're enemies now! Kill them! "
Dark green magic fire instantly enveloped Saber's body. The moment the double-edged battle axe came down, two silver-gray halberds wrapped in flames spread out from the hands of the completely demonized Saber, and crossed the halberds to block the axe.
Clang!
The ground beneath Seiber's feet cracked open. The cracks spread out in all directions with Seiber's hooves as the center. However, in the end, the axe still stopped in front of him.
"Phew … You're strong!"
Sparks flew out of Saber's nostrils, and the completely demonized wings on his back suddenly spread out. His body flew into the air, and then like lightning, he approached the armored warrior in front of him. The halberds in his hands disappeared, and in their place was a rapidly spreading war hammer. He smashed the armored warrior's chest, and the heavy body was sent flying.
Crazily surging flames spread around Saber, illuminating the entire Dark Abyss. It also illuminated Saul and the dark elf who were fighting in the corner. Saber thought that the dark elf was a mage, but it turned out that this guy was actually an assassin. The two slender silver blades in his hands were like real shadows in the darkness.
The weakened Saul was no match for him. In less than ten seconds, more than a dozen wounds of varying depths appeared on his body. He could only rely on his outstanding combat experience to dodge with difficulty. In fact, the dark elf's eyes were shining with indescribable malice and hatred. He probably wanted Saul to feel the most terrible pain before he died, so he tortured him.
If he really wanted to kill Saul, it was very likely that Saul would be killed in the first wave of attacks.
"Asgardians, everything you have done to us … I will soon return it to you little by little!"
This sentence was shouted in Asgard with a strange accent, but it was indeed the language of Asgard. Saul's eyes widened, and he dodged the silver blade in front of him, but he couldn't completely avoid it. A terrible wound appeared on his left leg. Golden blood spurted out, and he fell to the side in embarrassment. The blood stained the blade of the Dark Experience. He stuck out his scarlet tongue and licked it. His eyes immediately burst into an unimaginable light of joy.
"I recognize the taste of this blood … You! You are the descendant of Borl the Destroyer! What is your name! "
"Saul! Also, my grandfather was not called the Destroyer! Who the hell are you, you bastard! "
Thor roared loudly and pounced towards the elf in front of him, but the elf easily dodged him. His left hand lightly clasped around Thor's neck, and he whispered in Thor's ear with a tone of vengeance, "Let's go!"
"Who am I? Oh, my name is Malekith, the King of Svartalfheim and the Dark Elves! I was once the Eternal Dark under this star field! Borl cruelly destroyed everything I had, but it doesn't matter … The great darkness sent you to me. This is great. I will keep you alive. I will let you see your Asgard fall into the eternal night in the revenge of the Dark Elves. It won't be long … The aether has reappeared, and the power from the ancient times has awakened us. We will take away all the light in this world, and let the glory of darkness cover every inch of land! "
"We will … finish what we should have done 5,000 years ago!"
He laughed maniacally as he dragged Saul's unconscious body backward. However, the moment he turned around, the body of the burly warrior who had followed him fell to the ground like a rock. His arms and legs were twisted in an abnormal manner. Scorching flames were burning on his dying body.
Bang!
Saber closed his wings and landed in front of Malekith. After being strengthened by the power of Seraphic Speed, the broken-horned demon's height reached an astonishing 3.5 meters. Coupled with the mighty armor on his body transformed by Venom and the burning flames behind him like a cloud of fire, he looked like he had just walked out of hell and was about to conquer the world.
He stretched out his left hand, opened his mouth, and spat out a ball of flame. A silver-gray longsword appeared in his hand, and then it was slowly wrapped in scorching orange flames. He looked at the dark elf in front of him and whispered,
"Put down our noble alien prince, then kneel down and apologize to him. I may be merciful and spare your life!"
Malekith, who had just awakened from a thousand-year slumber, looked coldly at the demonized Saber in front of him. He glanced at the most powerful warrior under his command, and after calculating the difference between the enemy and himself, he stretched out his left hand with a sneer. The next moment, more than 30 dark elves similar to him, wearing black armor and wearing funny and terrifying bone masks, appeared beside him. The strange weapons in their hands were all aimed at Saber.
"You can fight very well, a demon walking in the modern world. Even in my time, you were a dangerous creature, but unfortunately …"
Malekith's thin face showed a victorious smile. "I have the advantage of numbers! Under this kind of attack, even a dragon would be easily killed. Get out of the way! I have no intention of provoking another powerful opponent! "
"Oh?"
Saber stretched out his claws, and a ball of flame was thrown into the sky of the Dark Abyss. When it lit up the endless darkness, Malekith looked up and saw the demons walking out of the stone wall above. Their scarlet eyes shone in the darkness, and one by one, they lit up, and soon at the top of Saber's battlefield, weaving a line of defense that made people dizzy.
"You dare to talk about the advantage of numbers in front of a demon lord? What gave you the courage … dark elf? "
Saber's eyes flashed with a strange light. The dark elf in front of him obviously had a grudge against Asgard, so he paused for a moment and said in an arrogant tone, "Put down Saul.
His father is seriously injured and on the verge of death. I don't want an old man to hear the news of his child's death before he dies … You can all get out of here! This is my territory. The next time you dare to come, I'll break your legs! "
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