If the man before him had been someone with whom a deal could be struck, a peaceful resolution would have been the natural choice.
Looking at Chen Chen, Malekith spoke again, "Since you've come for a specific item, take it if I can give it to you. But in return, you must leave the Aether you hold."
The Aether was the key to revival. With it, anything could be used as an exchange.
However, Chen Chen slowly shook his head. "Unfortunately, what I want is your soul, and I won't leave the Aether to you."
"What?!" Malekith stared at him as if he were a madman. "Do you even know what you're saying?"
Malekith couldn't fathom that Chen Chen would demand his very soul. Such insane talk shattered any hope he had of resolving this peacefully.
He was convinced the man before him was utterly mad.
Black energy surged wildly through his body. Malekith roared at the Cursed Warrior beside him, "Algorim, join me! Let's kill this madman!"
"ROAR!" Receiving Malekith's command, the Cursed Warrior let out a ferocious roar. The powerful sonic waves generated a violent shockwave that shattered everything around him. The massive warship shuddered violently, and black gas instantly coiled around the warrior's body.
"Boom! Boom! Boom! Boom!"
Behind Malekith and the Cursed Warrior, the trailing black gas erupted wildly, hurtling toward Chen Chen. Each step created violent sonic booms as they both broke the sound barrier in their sudden charge.
"Playing with you two doesn't seem like a bad idea," Chen Chen said calmly, still lounging with one leg crossed over the other and his chin propped on his hand, watching the charging figures without moving a muscle.
"Boom!"
High above, a sound like a nuclear explosion reverberated. A massive hole tore open in the center of the colossal ring-shaped warship, sending it teetering precariously. Thick black smoke billowed from the gaping maw, while three figures leaped through the void like thunderbolts before plummeting to the ground with earth-shattering force, raising clouds of dust.
"Your combined attack was decent, but unfortunately, it lacked sufficient power," Chen Chen said, an orange magic circle rotating around him. The previous battle had left not a single trace of injury or even dust on his body.
"Damn it," Malekith growled from the other side, clutching his arm. When he and the Cursed Warrior had launched their combined assault on Chen Chen, the man had remained calmly seated in his chair.
But just as their fists were about to strike him, an invisible barrier completely blocked both attacks. The force of the impact had dislocated Malekith's arm, which he had thrown with all his might. "Is he even human?"
With a quick grab and a twist, he popped his dislocated arm back into place.
Malekith stared intently at Chen Chen opposite him, scrutinizing his movements, determined not to miss even the slightest shift in his stance. "Algorim, you attack first. I'll look for an opening from here."
For the Cursed Warrior, battle was everything.
With a thunderous crash, the Cursed Warrior shattered the towering statue beside him, lifted it with both hands, and hurled it at Chen Chen with all his might. The massive statue soared through the air in a graceful parabolic arc, hurtling toward its target.
Simultaneously, the Cursed Warrior continued his assault. His legs blurred into afterimages, kicking up a storm of sand and gravel that flew in all directions. His iron-shod boots gouged deep craters into Asgard's specially crafted floor as he swung his right fist toward Chen Chen's head.
Meanwhile, Malekith seized the opportunity while the massive statue blocked Chen Chen's view. He abruptly drew a dagger from his waist, channeling all his dark energy into it before hurling it at the warrior.
Facing three simultaneous attacks—Malekith's dagger, the soaring statue, and the Cursed Warrior's iron fist—Chen Chen softly uttered, "Freeze!"
The single word seemed to carry magical power. As it left his lips, a wave of azure energy radiated outward. In that instant, Malekith, the levitating statue, and the Cursed Warrior, who was charging like a black thunderbolt, were all frozen in space, as if the very fabric of reality had solidified.
Malekith struggled to move, but his strength vanished like a stone dropped into the ocean, utterly ineffective.
Chen Chen slowly raised his arm from a distance. In an instant, the weather changed dramatically. Without any visible energy attached to his fist, he threw a punch that seemed to split the heavens and earth.
The terrifying force of his punch, carrying a blinding white aura, transformed into an impact wave over two meters thick, hurtling directly towards the Cursed Warrior.
Where the shockwave passed, the air twisted, the ground tore apart, and everything—trees, buildings, all—was reduced to dust and shattered into pieces.
The sheer destructive power of this punch pierced through a full kilometer of the earth, carving a barren trench across the land. Undeterred, the residual force continued its charge toward the Cursed Warrior.
Even the Cursed Warrior, having lost all reason, showed a flicker of primal fear in his eyes as he faced this earth-shattering punch. The attack radiated an aura of death itself.
Malekith, standing nearby, was utterly horrified. If he had tried to block this punch, he would have been crushed to death by the air pressure alone before the attack even reached him, reduced to a fine powder by the single blow.
The instant the curse struck the Cursed Warrior, its body disintegrated into dust in an instant.
At the same time, not only Malekith and his companions witnessed this punch, but Odin, Thor, Heimdall, and others within the Golden Palace also sensed the energy surge from the extra-dimensional space.
"This aura... it's..." Odin's gaze snapped toward Chen Chen's position in the Golden Palace. This energy clearly surpassed even his own!
Malekith stared in disbelief at the scene before him. The Cursed Warrior's body had turned to dust, scattering across the battlefield. As the black specks of dust drifted toward him on the wind, he instinctively reached out his hand. The dust settled on his palm. Who would have thought these tiny particles were once a mighty warrior?
"This... this is impossible! Even that old fool Odin hasn't reached this level!" The Dark Elf king roared at Chen Chen, his voice hoarse with madness, all semblance of his former composure and rationality vanished.
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