American comics: To become a god at the beginning, I choose to practice both science and magic

In the Burner.

Malekith was feeling annoyed and reflecting on himself. He should have found out the strength of his opponent before attacking.

But who would have thought that in just a few thousand years, humans could develop to this extent.

The last time the dark elves came, they were just a bunch of savages who only knew how to rob and fish.

"Does it mean that we will be destroyed by the descendants of these savages before we even meet Asgard?" Malekith could not accept such a result.

So he decisively called his subordinate Algorim and handed him a black and red spindle-shaped stone tool.

"Algorim, this is my fault. I underestimated the strength of humans and led you on a path of no return."

In order to stabilize the general, he first made a self-examination and played the emotional card.

"But we, the Dark Elves, must not fall here, let alone fall to the hands of these savages!"

In their eyes, the Asgardians are barbarians, primitive and ignorant, but at least they have a military force that is unrivaled in the Nine Realms.

Although it is painful for the Dark Elves to lose to them, it is not completely unacceptable.

But in their eyes, humans are not as good as barbarians. They are uncivilized gorillas, and even their military force is pitifully weak. They can only survive in the Nine Realms with the protection of the Asgardians.

Emotionally, the Dark Elves would rather lose to Asgard than to the humans in Midgard.

That would be a tenfold greater humiliation!

So Algorim's spirit was aroused all of a sudden, and he tightly grasped the cursed stone handed to him by Malekith.

"I am willing to fight for the tribe until the last second, just like you, sir!"

Malekith made an expression of great relief and reluctance, which was not entirely acting.

After Algorim's death, he might never find such a loyal and hardworking subordinate again.

At this time, the entire control room suddenly shook slightly, as if some monster was approaching.

Through the hatch, Malekith and Algorim could hear the roar of the grenade launcher and the heavy footsteps of the Astartes.

There were also the terrified dark elves, who kept sending calls for help.

"Algorim, I don't have time anymore."

"I'm going, sir!"

Malekith took two steps back and took a horned helmet from the side and put it on him.

"You will be the last cursed warrior of our tribe!"

In fact, after the ancient battle with Bauer, the other cursed stones have been consumed.

This one is the only one they have now. There is no other way. They rushed here as soon as they woke up and have not had time to restore production capacity.

Upon hearing this, Algorim immediately crushed the cursed stone in his hand. Dark magic emanated from the cracks in the stone, turning into a black and red smoke screen that enveloped Algorim.

Amidst the roars of pain, his bones were stretched and his muscles grew explosively.

The armor he was wearing originally held back his swollen muscles, and finally became part of his body like a carapace that grew directly on it.

The armor of the dark elves is also part of the formation of the cursed warriors. At this step, the armor will fuse with the muscles and bones of the cursed warriors to become a carapace like an exoskeleton.

The dark elves, who were originally of normal size, will also be directly raised to two meters away. At this time, the cursed warriors will have infinite strength and energy.

No fear, no fear of pain, the body can defend against damage from energy bombs of normal caliber.

He punched with all his strength, and even made Thor vomit blood.

And this kind of enhancement will not hurt the brains of the cursed warriors. They still have clear thinking ability and can quickly adapt to this power.

The only flaw is that this ability is gained by overdrawing life. The more you use it, the closer you are to death.

And the time of death varies from person to person. Some dark elves die after a few seconds of pleasure, while others can last 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 curse warrior.

As a general, his foundation is already deep. After becoming a curse warrior, his physical fitness is even closer to Thor.

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

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

He is very confident in his own curse warriors, just like Americans in the 1940s, who believe that as long as Captain America is there, there is no battle that cannot be won.

Algorim still retained his loyalty to his master. He lowered his head and immediately set off for the enemy's location.

But as soon as he stuck his head out of the cabin, he was immediately hit by a dense barrage of grenade launchers.

The grenade launchers set to burst mode made a sound, and the bombs like cannonballs exploded on Algorim's body, blasting his armor into pieces..

Algorim obviously didn't expect the opponent's kinetic weapon to be so powerful! (To read the violent novel, go to Faloo Novel Network!)

Even he was repeatedly pushed back by the continuous huge kinetic energy impact. He was annoyed to find that he couldn't even get close to the enemy.

Malekis couldn't stand it anymore and ordered other soldiers to shoot to cover him.

But the energy weapons of the dark elves hit the ceramic steel with adamantium, leaving no marks at all.

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

It was so arrogant!

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

"This is ridiculous!"

A mere kinetic weapon, a thing that had long been eliminated in the interstellar era, could actually suppress the enemy.

It was the opposite of Tian Gang!

"Algorim! What are you doing!"

Malekis could not accept the scene in front of him and shouted angrily.

Just now, he was a general with high hopes, but at this moment, Malekis could not help but begin to doubt his ability.

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

The dark elf was caught out of the bunker by him, and soon turned into minced meat under the bombs of the Astartes.

But the black hole grenade on his waist was caught by Algorim and thrown fiercely towards the enemy. []

"That's it! Take cover!"

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

Algorim threw it quickly and urgently, and the Astartes could not detonate all of them outside the safe zone, so they could only choose to hide temporarily.

Algorim took this opportunity and rushed over like a charging armored vehicle.

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

The face under his mask was distorted by extreme anger and excitement, as if he could feel the iron cans being rubbed and flattened in his hands.

He grabbed one of the iron 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.

Algorim was shocked and unbelievable.

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