Marvel: Just became a citizen of the motherland, and S.H.I.E.L.D. came knocking on my door.

"Yes, Mother!"

Thor nodded.

So, he told Levi and Jane to stay in Frigga's room while he left.

Arrange for staff to provide accommodation for the two of them.

Frigga then helped Jane lie down on the soft couch, and then went to the outer edge of the couch, forming hand seals and chanting magic.

As the dazzling light shone, ripples of water appeared on the soft, collapsed surface of the sky.

Frigga set up a buffing and healing Asgardian spell around the couch to strengthen the body's foundation.

Minimize the damage caused to Jane by the ether particles in her body, and at the same time help Jane feel more comfortable and at ease.

In her spare time, Frigga chatted casually with Levi, who was standing next to her.

Through Li Wei's words, we learn about the planet called "Earth" and the customs and traditions of the people living on it.

And from time to time, Li Wei's witty remarks and erudite content made them giggle.

Livy, being a gentleman, recounted as many of his sights and experiences on Earth as possible to the Mother of Asgard, the noble Queen of Asgard.

......

At the same time.

Now, in the dark, desolate universe, in the barren space, countless enormous meteorites float.

And many of them look like ruins, suggesting that a long and ancient war once took place here.

Amidst countless massive meteorites, a colossal interstellar warship floats silently.

Chapter 120 The Awakening of Malekith? The humiliating defeat a thousand years ago, now the time has come!

Inside a starship, in one of the rooms, a sleeping pod opened its door as the cabin door opened with a notification sound.

A cold fog seeped out of the sleeping pod and spread along the floor to the surroundings.

A thin layer of frost had condensed on the inner wall of the sleeping pod. As the cold fog gradually dissipated, it revealed a pale, ashen face inside.

And slowly opened her eyes.

The sleeping man's skin was deathly pale, as if it had been deprived of sunlight for a long time, and the bone structure of his cheekbones and jaw was clearly visible through his skin.

Two dark lines extend downwards from the corners of the eyes, all the way to the edge of the jaw.

It has a somewhat sinister and eerie feel to it.

As soon as he stepped out of the cabin, a servant stepped forward and draped a dark gray robe over his shoulders.

On the left and right, guards were already kneeling beside him, and they spoke respectfully as the man walked out.

"Welcome back to Lord Malekith!"

"Welcome back to Lord Malekith!"

"What time is it now...?"

The man they called "Lord Malekith" spoke, his voice deep and cold as he asked.

"My Lord, the current time is the fourth era of the Dark Ages, the year 3,712."

"We have been separated from the end of the great war of the last century by a full thousand star cycles."

"Oh? Is that so? I see. It's already a thousand years later, huh? Time really flies..."

Malikis spoke in a cold voice, seemingly filled with endless emotion.

Since the Dark Elf race's defeat in the last war, he has led his people to wander and roam among the stars.

And later they were frozen and put into a cold sleep, and unexpectedly, a thousand years have passed in the blink of an eye.

"Reporting to Your Excellency, in a little while, it will be the time when the celestial bodies of the Nine Realms converge and the nine stars align."

"Yes, this is the moment! We have waited a thousand years... for a chance to take revenge once more!"

Upon hearing this, Malikis, a cold and pale-skinned man, spoke with a hint of excitement.

"When the nine stars align and celestial bodies converge, they will be aligned in a line on the same orbital plane. The spatial barriers between the nine realms will become extremely thin, and the passages between realms will open automatically."

"We can then use the power of the aether to destroy the nine realms, plunging the entire universe back into darkness and restoring our dark elf dynasty... We must seize this opportunity for revenge!"

"Where is the Aether located now? Any news?"

After thinking for a moment, Malekith asked.

"Reporting to Your Excellency, according to the information displayed on our warship's instruments, the Aether particles have reappeared in the world, and their location is on the planet Asgard in the Nine Realms!"

"Oh? Asgard?"

Malkis frowned slightly upon hearing this, because the Aether particles in Asgard were a bit troublesome.

Asgard is guarded by Odin, the king of the gods, and also by the guardian spirits of Asgard.

How can we get the Ether back...? Just then, a subordinate strode into the room.

He bowed respectfully and reported.

"Reporting to Lord Malekith, General Argorim has now awakened, along with his two adjutants!"

Upon hearing this, Malekith's eyes lit up.

Argolim was his most trusted general and the commander of the last elite Dark Elf assault force.

In that great battle a thousand years ago, he was severely injured by the runic magic of the Asgardians.

Later, it and its main force were laid to rest in the sinking bays at the bottom of the warship, recuperating and recovering.

How many of us are left?

"Reporting to you, sir, in addition to the general himself and his two adjutants, there are approximately two hundred dark elf soldiers."

The situation is not so optimistic...

Malkis frowned. Faced with the powerful and well-equipped Asgard, his small number of men were no match for them.

Therefore, if we want to reclaim the Aether, we can only use strategy, not brute force.

After a moment's thought, Malekith had an idea in mind.

"Then Malkith said."

"Bring Argorim to me!"

"Understood, sir!"

The subordinate immediately ran down to report.

Shortly after, the door to the warship's cabin opened, and a dark-skinned, burly man walked in.

With a robust physique and clad in armor... it was none other than General Argorim.

"Lord Malekith!"

The man who entered bowed respectfully.

"Argorim, are you willing to give your life for the liberation of the dark elves and the great cause of the universe?"

"Reporting to Your Excellency, I am already prepared to sacrifice myself at any time."

Argorim answered in an unquestionable voice, his eyes filled with unwavering determination.

"Very well! In that case, I will use the last of my materials to transform you into the most powerful cursed warrior of our dark elf race."

Malkis said with satisfaction.

"Then they'll arrange for you to pose as a prisoner and infiltrate Asgard's prisons, posing as a convict."

"When I lead the last army of dark elves to attack Asgard, you will work from within Asgard to create chaos. We will take advantage of the chaos to seize back the Aether!"

Cursed warriors are the oldest and most forbidden secret art of the dark elves.

By fusing the warrior's physical body with the magical energy of the dark elves, they transform it into an indestructible bio-weapon, possessing immense power and unbreakable strength.

In the great war a thousand years ago, the previous group of cursed warriors single-handedly held off an entire Asgardian army's charge.

Finally, Odin himself led his royal guard to suppress them.

There should be just a little bit of material left in the warship to cast dark magic, enough to create the last cursed warrior.

Malkith's plan was to transform Argolim into a cursed warrior and then try to send him to a planet in the Nine Realms.

Leading a few dark elf soldiers, he created chaos.

After deliberately losing the battle, they disguised themselves as prisoners of war, blended in with the captured personnel, and waited to be escorted to the dungeon.

Once inside the Asgard Palace, when the time was right, they breached the dungeon defenses from the inside, released all the prisoners, and created chaos within the Asgard Palace.

He then led the remaining troops in a surprise attack to retrieve the Aether from Asgard.

"Begin, my lord! I am ready at any moment. The Argolim family will forever be the most loyal followers of the dark elves!"

Argoreem said.

Next, Malekith ordered his guards to bring over the materials for modifying the Cursed Warrior.

So the two turned and left.

A few minutes later, the two returned.

And presenting a black stone that resembles a certain black metal, with a hard texture.

Chapter 121 Motherland: Thor's Mother? Women are like fine wine, the older they get, the better!

At this moment, the surface of the black stone has dark red markings, filled with a magnificent and eerie light.

Malkis then took the black stone.

With a flick of his wrist, he pulled out a sharp knife, pierced Argolim's flesh, and then inserted the black stone into the wound, concealing it.

He instructed Argolim.

"Once you are taken into the dungeons of Asgard and imprisoned, when we launch a surprise attack on Asgard, take out this black stone, crush it in your palm, and you can activate dark magic, offering yourself as a sacrifice to the dark world."

"Then you will become the most powerful cursed warrior, and you will never fall until the forces of darkness completely devour you!"

Malkis said.

When Malekith cut open his own flesh with his blade and hid the black stone material inside.

Despite the intense pain, his expression didn't even change.

"For the sake of the dark elves, for the continuation of our race, we will end this ravaged universe!"

After stuffing the black stone into the wound, Argorim spoke with a determined gaze.

After saying this, he bowed to Malekith and turned to leave the room.

A few minutes later.

General Argolem, accompanied by several dark elf soldiers, boarded a spaceship.

They travel to one of the planets in the Nine Realms to begin their undercover operation.

......

Asgard, the heavenly palace.

Jane Foster, lying on the tatami mat, after being given some kind of healing, calming Asgardian magic by Frigga.

She was still fast asleep on the soft couch.

Meanwhile, Li Wei was having a very pleasant conversation with Frigga, the Queen of Asgard.

The topics of conversation ranged from astronomy and geography to local customs and traditions.

He described to Frigg the rich variety of cultural landscapes on Earth.

It covers history, geography, classics, philosophy, and so on.

Furthermore, some of his observations and evaluations of certain events are tinged with a touch of humor.

He could often make the queen giggle and laugh uncontrollably, her mouth agape and her body trembling with joy.