Chapter 224: War in Asgard 2

Chapter 224: War in Asgard 2

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Outside of the Palace, Asgardian soldiers did their best to defend against the Dark Elf invasion, though it seemed to be a losing battle.

Thanks to the surprise attack and the destruction of the barrier, Asgard's forces were caught completely off guard, leading to a sporadic and rather weak response, which completely crippled Asgard's military.

Though, one man has been fighting back successfully while slowly building up Asgard's forces.

"Follow me!" Heimdall exclaimed as he leaped off of a bridge and landed on one of a dozen small ships, digging his golden sword into it.

Seconds later, countless Asgardian soldiers followed him down, attacking the other ships with spears.

Due to the sudden damage, each ship spiraled out of the air and crash-landed under the bridge.

Of course, Heimdall and his soldiers managed to jump off just in time, landing a few meters away from the crash site.

"Keep moving!" Heimdall ordered, but before they could leave, loud humming filled the air and a huge shadow dwarfed the group of soldiers.

Looking up, Heimdall found a giant Dark Elf Harrow ship floating above them, as hundreds of smaller assault ships shot out, circling their location menacingly.

"Sir, what do we do?" A fearless Asgardian warrior asks, ready to die for his people.

"..." Heimdall remained silent as he watched each and every assault ship prepare to fire in their direction.

*Creak...*

Just as the ships were about to let loose, a loud creaking sound filled the air.

"What is that?" A soldier asks as the giant ship above them twists and turns.

In a matter of moments, the menacing ship folds in on itself and explodes, knocking the smaller assault ships backward, which causes them to fire their attacks everywhere but Heimdall and his soldiers.

Many of the ships actually shot each other, cutting their numbers in half in an instant.

"He's really showing off, isn't he?" A metallic voice mutters as a red and gold armored man shot overhead, toward the surviving ships.

A smile formed on Heimdall's lips as Iron Man hovered in the air and fired a bright beam from his chest, destroying dozens of ships with a single turn of his body.

"Now who's showing off?" Another voice comments as two men float over to Tony.

One balding and the other in a metal helmet.

The balding one closed his eyes for a moment and seconds later the remaining Dark elf pilots passed out in their ships.

Instantly, the remaining smaller ships spiraled out of the air, crash-landing in fiery balls of smoke.

"Okay, that was definitely showing off." Magneto says as he looks at Charles with a smirk on his face.

"Hey... where's Fury?" Tony asks as he looks around, finding Heimdall and his group down below.

"Who knows." Charles says with a shrug.

Thor, on the other hand, collapsed to the floor, exhausted and breathing heavily with sweat pouring down his body.

Never before has he wielded that much lightning at a single time.

"That was... a lot..." Thor muttered as he took a minute to catch his breath.

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"Are you dead?" Peter asks as Malekith jumps to his feet, glaring hatefully in his direction. "What? You aren't still mad about the Aether thing, are you?"

"I will rip you open and take back what belongs to me!" Malekith seethed as the wound on his head from the anvil healed, closing completely in a matter of moments. "Darkness shall return!"

"I'd rather not..." Peter comments as Malekith held out his hand with a serious look on his face. "?"

As a few seconds passed, Peter watched as Malekith's expression contorted and strained from whatever he was doing.

"You okay?" Peter asks as he wondered whether he may have given the guy brain damage.

"How is this possible..." Malekith stared at Peter in shock. "The Aether won't respond... What did you do!?"

Due to his close understanding of the Aether, which he built up through thousands of years of use, Malekith should have been able to control the red sludge inside of Peter's body.

Though sadly for him, the Aether wasn't responding to his call whatsoever.

No matter how hard Malekith tried to rip the Aether from Peter's chest or possibly pull it out through his mouth, nose, eyes and ears, the Aether didn't budge a single centimeter.

As if it found a new master...

"Maybe it likes me more?" Peter said with a shrug. "I would like me more too. After all, you abandoned the poor little goo for 5,000 years. I'm tearing up just thinking about it..."

Instantly, a tissue appeared in Peter's hand, which he used to jokingly wipe under the eyes of his mask.

"..." Malekith boiled in anger as his teeth ground together. "I will not allow-"

Just as he was speaking, a train whistle echoed through the room, surprising the Elven King.

"Huh?" Malekith turned to see a bright light on his face.

*Splat!*

A huge Harry Potter-style train came out of nowhere and barreled through the room, hitting Malekith head on at full speed.

"I wonder where that came from?" Peter says sarcastically as he felt a considerable pull on the Aether's energy. 'Maybe I should keep things small from now on...'

After hitting Malekith and sending him into a nearby wall, the train crumbled into nothing and disappeared.

"Hey, you aren't dead this time, right?" Peter asks as a bloody Malekith falls from the wall and begins to crawl in his direction.

"I won't let you have it..." He says in a raspy voice. "The Aether belongs to me..."

"Alright, this is just getting sad now." Peter comments as he opens a portal under Malekith, who was too beaten to retaliate. "Have a nice bath in the sun. I'm sure it's warm."

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