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With one punch from him, he could even make Thor vomit blood.

Moreover, this enhancement does not harm the brains of the cursed warriors. They still have clear thinking ability and can adapt to this power quickly.

The only flaw is that this ability is obtained at the cost of overdrawing one's life. The more one uses it, the closer one is to death.

Moreover, the time of death varies from person to person. Some dark elves die after just a few seconds of pleasure, while others can hold on for several days before dying.

As a general of the dark elves, Algorim's qualifications are naturally needless to say. He can fight for a longer time as a cursed warrior.

As a general, he already has a solid foundation. After becoming a cursed warrior, his physical fitness is even comparable to that of Thor.

In the original movie, he fought until the end, but was killed by Loki with a black hole bomb.

"Go, Algorith, go and destroy our enemies!" Malekith roared wildly.

He is very confident in his own cursed warriors, just like the Americans in the 1940s, who believed that as long as Captain America was there, there was no battle that could not be won.

Algorithm still remained loyal to his master. He bowed his head and immediately set off to the enemy's location.

But as soon as he stuck his head out of the cabin, he was immediately hit by intensive gunfire from grenade launchers.

The bolter, set to burst mode, blazed with explosives, like cannonballs, blasting Algorithm's body, shattering his armor into pieces.

Algorim obviously didn't expect that the opponent's kinetic weapon would be so powerful!

Even he was forced to retreat again and again by the continuous huge kinetic energy. He was annoyed to find that he couldn't even engage in close combat.

Malekith could no longer bear it and ordered other soldiers to fire to cover him.

However, the dark elves' energy weapons hit the ceramic steel mixed with adamantium, leaving no mark at all.

Later, Astartes simply stopped hiding behind the cover and stood directly in front of the hail of bullets to fight with the opponent.

So arrogant!

As one dark elf after another had his head blown off or his body exploded, Malekith was going crazy.

"This is absolutely ridiculous!"

Kinetic weapons, which have long been eliminated in the interstellar era, are actually able to suppress our own side and make them unable to raise their heads.

On the contrary, it belongs to Tiangang!

"Algorim! What are you doing?!"

Malekith could not accept what he saw and shouted angrily.

He was a general who had high hopes just now, but at this moment, Malekith couldn't help but begin to doubt his ability.

Algorim sensed the anger in his lord's heart, gritted his teeth, and grabbed a dark elf beside him.

The dark elf was dragged out of the shelter by him and was soon turned into minced meat by the Astartes' explosive bombs.

But the black hole grenade on his waist was grabbed by Algorithm and thrown fiercely towards the enemy.

"That's the thing! Hide!"

An Astartes soldier detonated it at 4.0, but soon more black hole grenades were thrown over.

The Algorim's throws were fast and sharp, and the Astartes were unable to detonate them all outside the safe zone, so they could only choose to hide temporarily.

Algorim took advantage of this opportunity and rushed forward like a charging armored vehicle.

The entire starship floor was lifted up by his great strength, providing him with support.

His face beneath the mask was distorted by extreme anger and excitement, as if he could feel the tin cans being squeezed and flattened in his hands.

He grabbed one of the cans with his big hand. With his current strength, he could easily tear a human body apart, even steel...

The hand was caught halfway, and it was another palm covered with ceramic steel.

Algorithm was so shocked that he couldn't believe it.

His power, the power that cursed the warrior's invincibility, was blocked! .

Chapter 925 Surrender

"What? You find it incredible?" An electronic voice came from under the ceramic steel helmet.

With the addition of adamantium, this seemingly bulky power armor can withstand greater output power.

Even if Algorithm's full potential was unleashed, it would be impossible for him to kill an Astartes instantly upon contact. Otherwise, wouldn't Dane's upgrade have been in vain?

Just when Algorim was unwilling to believe it and was about to continue to exert force, the other Astartes were not idle either. They immediately rushed forward and drew out the tactical daggers at their waists.

It is called a dagger, but its size is no different from that of a broadsword for ordinary people.

Even though the cursed warrior is a size larger than before, he is still a little "petite" in front of Astartes.

In the blink of an eye, Algorim was stabbed with seven or eight daggers, each of which was transparent. His armor, muscles, and even bones as hard as steel could not prevent the daggers from piercing.

But he was still able to move. Algorim unleashed the greatest potential of his life and squeezed his vitality to the extreme in a short period of time.

He did not push these Astartes away. On the contrary, he opened his arms wide and hugged several Astartes who were close to him tightly.

A cursed warrior like him gained power by exchanging his life, and he could explode 11 times in such a short period of time.

The strength it displayed was enough to make even the Astartes temporarily avoid it.

At this point, Algorim had fully realized that his trip to the courtyard in the dark was a mistake.

The atrium is no longer the atrium it used to be, and the dark elves are no longer the same as before. They are now just stray dogs.

If you continue to look down on the sentient beings in the nine realms, you will sow the seeds of disaster.

"For the Dark Elves! For the Great Darkness!"

After shouting loudly, Algorim activated the last black hole bomb on his body.

At this time, only a few Astartes had time to escape from the coverage of the black hole bomb.

Three Astartes warriors were sucked into the micro black hole by Algorithm and eventually disappeared.

The remaining Astartes exchanged a quick glance before reporting the matter to Cortana, then returned their focus to the mission objective.

Grenade launchers were raised one after another, and Malekith and the dark elves who were guarding him were fighting like trapped beasts. The two sides were in a stalemate for a while.

In fact, Astartes was waiting for the order to purge, because the superiors said that the leader here could be kept alive for the time being.

After all, we need to recover the dark elves' technology, and it will be much smoother with the help of the guide.

Looking at the giant opposite that was like a city wall, Malekith suddenly woke up from the frenzy of war.

He was a person who could react in time before his clan was exterminated and remain calm to leave a spark of fire.

Otherwise, it would have been impossible to preserve the last elite dark elves under the nose of the previous generation God King Bao Er.

At this moment, they seemed to have reached the crossroads of fate again.

In the final cry of Algorithm, Malekith came to his senses. He faced up to the strength of mankind and began to analyze the battle situation from an objective perspective.

The result is that it is bound to lose.

He has been made a general. We can't let him become a cursed warrior to fight the enemy, right?

There will be no other result except giving the enemy a head.

Think about it: what else can he do? What should he do? To save his tribe?

Isn’t the answer obvious?

Malekith dropped the energy gun and let it fall to the ground.

As he dropped his weapon, everyone present understood what he meant.

The dark elves didn't hesitate for long and followed their leader, throwing their guns to the ground.

Not only that, because they were frightened by the power of the Astartes giants, all the dark elves except Malekith spontaneously knelt on the ground and bowed their heads to show their submission.

This is an ancient ritual.

When Malekith saw this scene, he truly realized that the situation was hopeless.

"I, Malekith... on behalf of the Dark Elf tribe, surrender to you. May I ask who your king is?"

The leading Astartes giant held the right side of his helmet with his hand, as if saying something.

Not long after, colorful rainbow light rose from the ground and a figure appeared in it.

The light faded, revealing Dane standing there in combat gear.

He had donned all the trappings of his Outlaw vest, except for his helmet.

"On behalf of Umbrella, the Atlas Corps, and the Legion Astartes, I, Dane Davis, accept your surrender."

From then on, the Dark Elves and their technology came into Dane's hands.

The notice was quickly sent to all combat units, and the dark elves in the battle immediately stopped their actions upon hearing the bad news.

Umbrella did not commit any unnecessary killings. After the enemy surrendered, they began to deal with prisoners of war, salvage bodies, and clean up the wreckage according to the human side's war code. And...

Pack up the loot!

Thor was surprised to see the Dark Elves surrender so completely, but also felt a little unhappy. He hadn't fought enough! Why did the enemy surrender?

As soon as Dane and Malekith came down from the Burner, he immediately ran over to see.

Malekith was a very famous person when he was a child!

The story of the dark elves ruling the world at that time was like a horror fairy tale, which cast a considerable shadow on him and Loki.

After Thor gained power, he felt deeply ashamed of his fear back then. He even fantasized about personally defeating Malekith, the guy who scared him as a child!

A shameful apology!

But when Thor actually saw him, he discovered that this famous dark elf leader was not even as tall as him.

"Aren't you a cursed warrior? I heard that cursed warriors are as tall as frost giants and are all extremely powerful."

Malekith glanced at the big, stupid guy 817 and could tell at a glance that he was an Asgardian from his attire.

But he was annoyed by Thor's attitude towards him and deliberately asked, "Who is this stupid kid?"

"I am Thor, the God of Thunder, son of Odin, and the only legitimate prince of the Kingdom of Asgard!"

Thor held his head high, his golden hair almost shining in the sunlight, and at this moment he really looked like a mythical hero from an ancient story.

But Malekith was very surprised: "What? You are the grandson of that guy Bauer? Your father is Odin?"

He thought for a moment, "So the final heir to the throne is Odin~"

When he was fighting with Borg, Odin was just a fighting prince following the God-King. His brother was also very outstanding, and Borg had not yet determined the future heir to the throne.

It was also after this battle that Er passed the throne to Odin.

So when he opened his mouth at this moment, Tol immediately felt a sense of oppression due to his generational status.

"Tell me, is your father Odin now old and dying?"

Malekith smiled sinisterly. Although he lost to the people of Midgard, he lived longer than the old bastard Bor, and now he might even outlive his stupid son Odin.

Thor, the current heir to the God King, looks like a brainless idiot.

And if he remembered correctly, the lifespan of the people in the Garden was very short, and time was on his side.

Thinking of this, Malekith's originally depressed mood suddenly improved a lot.

Chapter 926 Separation of the Ether

According to post-war statistics, there are 477 surviving dark elves, of which 403 are male.

Under normal circumstances, with such a population structure, it is difficult to restore a population to its proper level in a short period of time through natural reproduction.

Fortunately, this is not a big problem for the dark elves with their long lifespans.

Long before the battle with Asgard, each flagship carried a gene library of the entire clan and a large number of frozen embryos.

With the Dark Elves' last defeat, the other flagships' treasures were destroyed by Bauer, but Malekith's flagship still retained the last batch of fire.

As long as conditions permit, they can use these things to restore the dark elves to their heyday.

But... the only problem is that the initiative is not in the hands of the dark elves now.

After taking over the starship, Dane naturally knew these things.