If Malekith really touched the ether, who knows what will happen.

After all, the current situation has become different from the original plot.

Thinking about it from the standpoint of Malekith, the conclusion is obvious—in an environment surrounded by powerful enemies, it is impossible to leave room to chatter endlessly while fiddling with the ether in his hand. From Shi Xiaolei's point of view, no matter if it's him or someone else, he will definitely choose to open up directly after getting the ether.

The most important thing is to get rid of the predicament in front of you first. As for the others, it is too late to think about it after getting out of trouble.

The so-called death and survival. At such a critical juncture, who can free up his mind to think about other thoughts, to put it literally, at the moment of the shot, he might not even care about the question of "whether the ether will drain himself dry".

As the king of the dark elves, it is impossible for Malekith to have no such common sense.

Considering that ether is a gem of reality, with infinite power, if it erupts suddenly, the lethality may be greater than I imagined...

After untying the shackles from his mind and thinking that Malekith is not the only person who can take the ether out of Jane Foster's body, and perhaps there are several other feasible solutions, Shi Xiaolei made up his mind to avoid letting He has access to Jane Foster, and the ether that melts into her.

"Dude, let's go." Patting Stark on the shoulder, Shi Xiaolei took two steps back, stretched out his right hand and put it on the stone platform.

With a bang, Stark put on his visor, his eyes glowing blue and white. At the same moment, Shi Xiaolei also took the stone platform and Jane Foster who was lying on the stone platform, and hid in the ark by teleportation.

This has been arranged long ago, and there are already maids waiting inside the ark.

After ordering the maids to take care of Jane Foster who was still under anesthesia, Shi Xiaolei returned to the hall of the side hall within three to five seconds.

It came back so fast that Stark hadn't had time to make a move.

And Malekith, who was also immersed in the grief of the sudden disappearance of the ether, still hugged his head and shouted: "No! My ether!"

Du Juan's cry of blood was nothing more than that, it was so miserable, even though he knew that the two sides were in a hostile position, Shi Xiaolei couldn't help but twitched in his heart, feeling as if he had become a villain.

I don't like this kind of atmosphere, because Malekith's shouts are too loud and disturbing...

After digging his ears, Shi Xiaolei lifted his foot and kicked Stark's iron buttocks: "Hurry up, don't waste time. If you want to listen to an opera, I'll treat you when you get back."

"You are really cruel." Looking back at Shi Xiaolei, Stark shrugged: "Well, this guy's voice is really ugly."

After the words fell, Stark jumped up and rushed towards Malekith, while raising his arms and firing a few energy bombs.

The targets of these energy bombs were not Malekith himself... At the moment when he separated from the main body of the spaceship, there were seven or eight other dark elves left in the bridge. Some of them are so-called high-level people, and some of them are the personal guards responsible for guarding Malekith. After a while, these dark elves have woken up from the dizziness caused by the impact, and each raised their weapons, ready to attack at any time.

One can tell at a glance that the people beside Malekith are his bodyguards, so it goes without saying how Stark will choose.

After all, he himself is an 'important person', and he is often accompanied by bodyguards when he walks in and out. He still has some experience with the trick of 'you must prevent the bodyguard's rescue before you can guarantee the success of the attack on the target person'.

With the help of Jarvis to calculate and correct the trajectory, these few shots of Stark landed on the hands of those personal guards very accurately.

"Ah." Someone's arm was directly broken, and he lay on the ground in pain.

Others were simply shot with a weapon.

The desire to protect Malekith had already condensed into an instinct. Even though they had no weapons in their hands, the remaining two personal guards jumped out desperately and stood in front of Malekith.

It was too late, Stark had arrived.

I saw that he slightly lowered his figure by the inertia when he landed, and avoided the enemy's fist very dexterously.

While standing up straight, raised his right arm.

With the strength of turning around, and the thrust produced when the fire light is sprayed from the palm of the right hand, rounding the arm is like a backhand slap.

"Boom!"

The powerful slap made the dark elf standing in front dizzy. Unable to bear the force, he flew out in a whirl.

The second was no better.

After blowing the previous one away, Stark continued to move forward. While walking, he raised his left hand again, facing the abdomen of this person with his palm, and fired a ball of energy bombs.

With a muffled 'bang', this one also fell out and fell on his back.

In the blink of an eye, the two guards blocking the road were cleared away, and they came to Malekith.

At the same time, the other five dark elves, who were held back by Stark's cannon for half a beat, were also controlled by other comrades who arrived in time.

"Surrender, you lost~lightnovelpub.net~ Taking advantage of no one disturbing, Stark unconsciously pretended to be aggressive.

Standing more than ten meters behind him, seeing this scene, Shi Xiaolei couldn't help hanging a black thread on his forehead, and raised his hand to cover his forehead.

"No, I will never surrender!" The resentment in his heart had overflowed to the extreme, and Malekith could no longer maintain his calmness as a king, and rushed towards Stark like a madman.

Unlike the Asgardians, who have three times the body density of humans, and even less than the dwarves whose average height is larger than the Asgardians and who push iron every day, the Frost Giants and Fire Giants who rely entirely on their bodies for food In front of them, the small physiques of the dark elves were even more incomparable.

Among the Nine Realms, the physical fitness of the dark elves is only ranked second to last, which means they are a little stronger than humans.

To describe it in an easier-to-understand way, it is probably the level of "level two athletes per capita".

Against the unarmed Stark, there is still a fight.

But now...

Stark wore a suit of armor and loaded Jarvis with various fighting skills.

In his current state, even Thor with a hammer can fight for a few rounds.

It is needless to say what the result will be if the opponent is replaced by Malekith who is only slightly stronger than ordinary humans.

No, in just an instant, Stark controlled Malekith, pressed him to the ground with joint skills, and pressed him firmly to the floor.

"I told you to surrender. Why bother, doesn't it hurt?"

"Let go of me, I'm going to kill you, all of you!"

"Wow, since you've said that, then I can't let go." Stark smiled provocatively, and put more strength into his hand: "After all, I don't like to make trouble for myself like you .”