In front of Superman, you have no choice but to give yourself to a little girl.

"Loufi is dead, and the Frost Giants are no longer obeying orders."

"Yuri is dead, and the troll is gone too."

"Hela couldn't win them over, and the dead wouldn't obey either."

"Alfheim was not captured, and the Light Elves were not recruited."

"Disloyal mortals have betrayed me..."

Malekith sighed deeply and turned to Surtur. "It's just you and me left."

"..."

Surtur fell silent for a long time before slowly speaking, "Why are you telling me all this? Isn't Mangogo still here?"

Although a mindless monster like Mangog cannot be cooperated with, it can still be used as a sharp weapon if used properly... Of course, this is also Surtur's last struggle.

He hasn't even started playing yet, and you're telling him his teammates are all gone?

"Mangogor is dead too."

Malekith's casual remark successfully shattered Surtur's last hope.

A raging inferno shot skyward. "Didn't you say it could defeat Odin?!"

"Yes, he not only defeated Odin, but he even killed Odin once."

Upon hearing Malekith's words, Surtur paused, "...How did it die?"

"Killed by Superman."

Malekith didn't witness Mangog's murder, but his magic allowed him to know that Mangog was dead.

As for how they knew it was Superman who killed him... isn't that obvious? Superman had only been gone from Midgard for a short time when Mangog died. If it wasn't Superman who killed him, who else could it be?

Malekith felt a surge of annoyance.

His plan was perfect: if Superman didn't exist, Mangog would kill Odin, and Hela would take care of Thor.

Even if Yurik's lung fog is still killed by the aftershocks of Mangog, as long as his situation is favorable, he is still confident that he can persuade the trolls to follow him.

If that's the case, his army, which includes fire giants, dark elves, frost giants, trolls, and more, would definitely be able to sweep through the Nine Realms.

Everything fell apart because of that man with a big M on his chest!

Malekith admitted that he had indeed underestimated Superman. He thought that if Mangog developed in Asgard first, even if he couldn't beat Superman, he would at least be able to deal some damage... but he didn't expect that this thing would be so powerful!

Odin didn't die, Thor didn't die, but most of his army was scattered, and even those damned minotaurs ran away when they saw the situation was bad.

What's most infuriating is that the minotaur not only didn't contribute much, but also frantically dug up his oil before the war even started!

Although the oil in Wat Alheim was of no use to Malekith, the fact that someone had taken advantage of him still made him very unhappy.

However, it was too late for regrets. He had already started the war and become the enemy of Superman, so he could only go down a dark path.

"Surtur, do you think we'll win?"

"???"

Will we win? Win my ass!

Surtur's fiery face revealed a human-like "black lines all over his face." He thought it was an opportunity, but it turned out to be a pirate ship.

But it's too late to say anything now.

Just like Malekith, Surtur also planned to go all the way to the dark end.

Although he knew that he was unlikely to win this time, and might even die, his innate pride did not allow him to retreat even a step!

Rumble—"Malekith!"

A thunderous roar echoed once more, and a divine hammer, crackling with lightning, flew rapidly from afar.

"Hmph! Odinson! Don't be so arrogant!"

Surtur brandished his flaming greatsword and slashed at Mjolnir, who was flying towards him!

The next second... crack, crack—Surtur, whose chest had been pierced by Mjolnir, froze on the spot, pieces of charred rock falling from his body.

As Surtur's massive "eyebrow crown" fell to the ground, his body turned to ashes and vanished into nothingness.

"..."

Well, I'm the only one left now.

Malekith couldn't help but cover his face. Laufey and Surtur, these two beings from the Nine Realms of Ice and Fire, were pretty much the same. One wanted the Box of Winter, and the other wanted the Eternal Flame. Without their exclusive weapons, they were no different from Lung Mist.

"Malikis!!!"

Thor caught Mjolnir as he flew back and slammed him down on Malekith's head with tremendous force! It was clearly intended to be a fatal blow!

"Stop yelling, it's like I did something to you."

Crimson aether particles appeared on Malekith's body, blocking all of Mjolnir's lightning.

"You know perfectly well what you've done!"

"???"

Why does that sound so strange?

Malekith shook his head, not thinking much of it. While controlling the aether particles to resist the lightning, magical black mist that seemed to erode the mind appeared in his hands, and he fiercely grabbed Thor's chest.

"Wow, wow, wow, it looks like Malekith wants to use his X on Thor, but Thor obviously doesn't want Malekith to grab his proud big... Why are you looking at me? Keep fighting."

Upon hearing the commotion, Thor and Malekith both turned to look at a bodysuit-clad pervert who had somehow appeared nearby.

The next second, crimson particles swept in like a tsunami.

"...Okay, I knew it."

Deadpool stared with lifeless eyes and used his belt to teleport himself away.

"Odinson, you are no match for me!"

Although the sneak attack failed, Malekith still managed to blast Thor away with a single blow using the power of the Aether and magic.

As Thor flew backward, he crashed through dozens of relatively intact collapsed buildings, kicking up clouds of dust hundreds of meters high as he fell.

"If this is your last words..."

Thor crawled out of the rubble, suffering only minor injuries. "You'll be disappointed, Maleki..."

Boom—Thor was slapped to the ground before he could launch another attack.

Excuse me.

The voice was completely unfamiliar, but it contained a strange sense of oppression that made Thor, who had been slapped down, somewhat hesitant to refute it.

"Who is it?"

With anger on his face, Thor used his hands to push himself out of the ground.

"HeLa?"

Malekith never expected Hela to choose to come to Midgard, and more importantly... what was Hela's purpose in coming here?

Thor looked up at Hela's retreating figure with a blank expression, muttering to himself, "Hela?"

"What? You've changed your mind?"

Malekith said jokingly, "Planning to cooperate with me and conquer the Nine Realms together?"

Upon hearing this, Thor's pupils contracted sharply. He summoned his Mjolnir and gripped it tightly in his hand, watching Hela and Malekith warily.

Malekith is a formidable opponent, and I estimate I'll have to pay a considerable price to defeat him.

As for Hela... we could already tell a lot from that last look, she's clearly not someone to be trifled with!