Malekis was hit by swords in many consecutive places, and was suffering severe damage, but he was also under the load brought by the huge energy of the ether particles, and his body was already on the verge of limit.

But contrary to his state, the storm of the ether particles not only did not weaken, but seemed to have become more powerful. Or rather, the energy level of the ether attached to him surged out from multiple wounds, and the dark red particles flowed all over the sky and the earth, as if they were to dye the whole world into its color.

The ether is almost indestructible, but its driver is not. The energy of the ether swept everything, but Malekis is at the end of his strength.

Michael stepped forward with huge pressure, thrust the heavy sword, and the crystal energy output was full power, and a powerful magic power poured into it. The light blue light covered the sword body, and the flame-colored lines outlined the outline of the sword blade. With one sword, the sword blade rudely broke through the blood-colored field and fell down like a bamboo shoot. Malekis raised his arms and summoned the ether particles in vain to block it, but it was useless. A long blue crescent moon was drawn in the blood-red space, and an unstoppable blow cut off the ether's defense like cutting tofu, and then slashed from head to toe from Malekis.

The body of the dark elf seemed to have been cut out of the center, and the crack happened to slash along the middle boundary of the black and white colors on his face. Endless darkness blew out of the gap. The dark elf roared to the sky with a long sound of hoarse and heavy voice. The etheric particles rushed into the sky in overlapping, shaped like a double helix DNA model. The dark red spiral rushed straight into the cracked gap in the sky. It penetrated through space, pierced from one country into another, shuttled through different worlds, and infected, and even the sky was dyed deep blood.

Malekis staggered and then stopped moving. He maintained a dull roar, but his eyes had been replaced by darkness, and his whole body seemed to have become a puppet of Ether. Now it was this dark weapon that was controlling his body, not the other way around. He had completely lost consciousness, but Ether seemed to have broken free from the shackles because of this, and his power was unprecedentedly terrifying.

"The particle shield is 12%. "The armor built-in computer once again gave a warning prompt, "The shield will be automatically released soon, and the defense system is ready to enter sleep mode until recharge is completed."

The shield of Kerry crystal energy released was approaching its limit and was about to break at any time. The dark red particles that spread around had already begun to penetrate into the shield and kept hitting the vibrating armor. Michael could feel that strong sense of oppression in the armor, as if the sudden pressure was squeezed against his lungs, making every breath more difficult.

It should be said that it is indeed a real stone, and its power is indeed not a big hit. However, no matter how powerful the artifact is, it is just an external object. Its driver is only at this level after all, and this battle is almost over.

Michael formed the seal of "Vishan Emperor's Holy Sword". He drew a huge amount of magic power from the supreme existence of the "Trinity", but did not transform into a sword, but poured all the magic power into the Kerry heavy sword in his hand. The sword body was covered with a sacred golden light, just like the only lighthouse in this dark world, tearing out a light that could not even be eroded into the darkness of the ether.

This is not over. He then skillfully formed another magic seal. The milky white halo covered the sword blade with golden light, and it was coated with a layer of holy white light. It was the mark of the seraph and another high-level spell. The double spell superimposed, and at the same time, the heavy sword's own system also reached its limit. Before the raised sword body was cut off, its bursting energy field was turbulent and the blood-colored space was trembling constantly, as if it was about to fall apart at any time.

The heavy sword fell. There was no word to describe what kind of sword it was, because any description was pale at this time. The strong light that burned the retina instantly split a path in the darkness, annihilated the entire body of the dark elf.

Malekis's body was broken down, like a shadow dissipated in the scorching light. The ether hidden in his body was suddenly released, and the fluid that had lost his host was suspended in the air and slowly churned.

That's now.

Michael put away his heavy sword, released magic circles with his hands, and operated them slowly against the dark red fluid that was slowly swelling in the air. It really worked. The ether seemed to have some sense, and slowly stopped tumbling irregularly under his movements. Then it began to shrink, and the entire field began to shrink rapidly. The particle fluid was concentrated in high concentration until it almost shrank into a small fluid ball. Michael was on his left palm and his right palm was on the upper part, and he used the magic circle to steadily control the ether's sphere in the middle. Until his palms were removed, the magic circle contracted, and the sphere disappeared in place.

The main goal is completed. The ether particles have succeeded, and the primary crisis has been lifted. So what remains now is the gathering of celestial bodies.

There were still nine huge cracks hanging in the sky. Not only did they have no intention of closing, but they seemed to be closer than before.

That being said, Wanda should not be done yet.

Since Amora has been disturbed by this mess, the mysterious boss behind her should have a share. Malekis and the dark elf he led are not like Amora's backstage, and Malekis's strength before he obtained the etheric particle is even far less than that of the Charming Witch, and he has no qualifications to be the boss behind the scenes.

Michael had a premonition that things weren't that simple.

“Exceptional phase fluctuations.”

A warning sign popped up from the computer screen. Michael subconsciously looked at the abnormal coordinates, and he soon discovered that the coordinates happened to be...here.

Without any warning, the space suddenly collapsed and twisted. The blue and black armor suddenly disappeared on the spot, disappearing from the entire dark continent covered with yellow sand.

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elsewhere.

As Tony's first time travel to the Divine Realm, this journey was obviously not as comfortable as it was. The wormhole summoned by the device he designed was so gravitational to exceed his imagination, followed by an energy turbulent flow like countless heavy whips. The violent tumbling when he passed through the wormhole made him almost spit in his armor.

Finally, there was an unforgettable "hard landing". It is worth mentioning that his face hit the ground first, and the steel armor cracked the floor, which made his head feel dizzy.

Thor landed not far away from him. Tony shook his head and got up, muttering: "Okay, the quality of the trip may need to be improved, but this is really working. How about Thor, have we arrived in Asgard?"

Thor did not answer. He was standing there blankly, raising his head, looking forward with an incredible expression. Tony felt strange. He followed Thor's gaze and saw the luxuriously decorated palace, the long steps, the golden throne at the end of the steps, and the young man wearing antler helmet on the throne, looking at the two guests with a playful smile on the corner of his mouth.
Chapter completed!