American comics: Starting with Luke the Maker

A shadow fell over everyone's heart, as if something terrible would happen in the next moment. The creatures on the planet also seemed to realize this, flapping their wings and running frantically and aimlessly from their territories.

Just when everyone felt panicked, the planet suddenly froze for a moment.

In that instant, countless creatures were directly pushed away from the ground by the planet's rotational inertia, involuntarily thrown high into the sky. Some unlucky ones near the planet's equator were even thrown out of the planet's atmosphere at supersonic speeds.

Trees broke, and gravel flew into the air. Everything was as if it had been installed with springs, and they were thrown into the sky one after another. The sky of the entire planet was filled with dense and bizarre debris.

In just an instant, the planet resumed its rotation. Countless creatures thrown into the sky were involuntarily pulled back to the ground, falling like rain, with countless deaths and injuries. Some with fragile bodies were directly smashed into blood paste. Still others collided with the surrounding gravel and trees as they fell, barely clinging to life.

Creatures with the power of flight were not much safer in this wave. They were also involuntarily flung into the sky throughout the entire process. Even if they were lucky enough not to be thrown out of the atmosphere, quite a few failed to control their bodies in the sudden turn of events and were hit by objects flying into the sky one after another, crashing onto the ground with a series of thuds.

An unprecedented super hurricane formed in an instant, roaring and sweeping up everything in its path.

The continental plates made terrifying roars, volcanoes began to erupt, and avalanches occurred in the cold polar regions.

The Dark Legion, already panicked by the appearance of the dimensional void, was almost completely wiped out in this wave. Their physical fitness was indeed much better than that of the mortals of Midgard, but not good enough to allow them to face such a disaster. Almost in a daze, they were involuntarily flung into the sky for thousands of meters by inertia, and before they could figure out what was happening, they were pulled back to the ground.

Most of them could only let out instinctive screams during this rise and fall, either falling to the ground and becoming dizzy with broken bones, or being swept away by the suddenly appearing super hurricane, along with a pile of miscellaneous debris, surging into the distance.

Many of the angels in the sky who could barely control their bodies were still in a daze and had not realized what was happening when they were suddenly swept away by the hurricane and disappeared into the wind.

Earthquake.

Tsunami.

Landslide.

Earth fissure.

The planet was like entering the end of the world, with frequent occurrences of various disasters. The ecological environment was almost completely destroyed in this instant, and countless creatures were killed and extinct.

The Dark Legion was virtually wiped out in this wave.

Of course, the Brood subspecies created by Luke were not much better off. Although their vitality was stronger, they were also scattered all over the planet in the face of this planet-level disaster.

Of course, there were also many unlucky ones who were thrown into the dimensional void opened in the sky the moment their bodies became weightless and floated into the air, disappearing inside.

Dark Elves, Fire Giants, Frost Giants, Angels, Brood subspecies, the planet's native creatures, plus some miscellaneous ores, trees, and so on.

The underground magma spread to the ground in this wave of disaster, and high-temperature lava flowed everywhere, like blood in human blood vessels.

Woo!

The raging wind circulating inside the planet made a whirring sound, like an unknown and huge life speaking a language that no one could understand.

"Damn it, what the hell did you do!"

Feeling the planet was undergoing some intense and huge change, Malekith looked at the light Luke almost furiously and cursed out loud. His soldiers were almost completely annihilated at this moment. Even if the surviving were elites, even if he eventually won this battle, the victorious Dark Elf race would need a long time to recover.

But could he win this battle?

Before the light Luke appeared, he firmly believed that he would be the ultimate victor.

He still firmly believed before the light Luke made his move.

But after the Queen of Paradise was defeated, Algrim appeared, and the light Luke showed his powerful and strange combat power, at this moment, the belief in his heart had been constantly shaken, and even his confidence began to waver.

He didn't want to continue this war that seemed destined to fail.

Especially since the current planet was no longer suitable as a battlefield. Everywhere was a natural disaster, and the entire planet was surging forward, becoming more and more unsuitable for living beings to survive.

Just like the decisive battle with Asgard thousands of years ago, he wanted to hide again, waiting for the next opportunity to appear.

However, Algrim had no intention of letting him leave. The changes in the surrounding environment were meaningless to him. His goal was always the same, his former king, Malekith.

Being relentlessly entangled by such a mad dog-like enemy, Malekith's mentality gradually began to explode. The scales of victory were no longer there, his subordinates suffered heavy losses, and he couldn't get away even if he wanted to temporarily. And the planet's environment was so bad that he had to use the Aether particles to surround himself, constructing a protective layer.

With each approach and collision, his mood and emotions would slide towards explosion by one point. He knew that his current mental state was wrong, and he also knew that the source of this wrongness came from the power projected by the dimensional void in the sky, from Algrim, who was constantly entangled with him, and even from the light Luke, who had caused all this and was standing by, not knowing what he was planning!

But knowing was knowing, realizing was realizing. In the case of not being able to get away to deal with his mental problems, Malekith could only try his best to control the speed at which his spirit slid into the abyss with his strong willpower.

Even at this moment, those chaotic whispers that drove his mind crazy had already begun again in his head, and even the slight distortion had already begun inside his body.

"What the hell did you do!" A magnificent rainbow light landed beside the light Luke, and Odin, holding his Gungnir spear, revealed his figure as the rainbow light disappeared. He was now looking at the surrounding flat pots with a solemn expression, while using his divine power to protect his body, while asking the light Luke in surprise.

I asked you to come over to help, but I didn't ask you to directly tear down the house!

Odin almost couldn't help but get angry. He didn't know what Luke had done, but this planet was obviously undergoing some terrifying changes. It was like entering the end of the planet's life.

Generally speaking, Odin, who is still the Lord of the Nine Realms, is unwilling to see this scene happen. Exploding a planet is not difficult for Asgard's technology. The Rainbow Bridge with the output power turned up can become a planet-destroying weapon.

But unless it is a last resort, Odin will never do this. This is damaging the foundation of the World Tree! It is reducing and destroying the energy cycle of the Nine Realms!

Back then, he banished the Kingdom of Heaven in a fit of rage, and had already paid a heavy price for it.

Even if Luke now has a new energy source in his hand, this does not mean that Odin is willing to give up the energy of the World Tree. What's more, Asgard occupies most of the energy of the Nine Realms, but Luke's energy is to be shared with many partners.

If this planet is destroyed, there is no doubt that the energy cycle of the Nine Realms will collapse by a few points again, becoming more fragile. Conversely, as the Lord of the Nine Realms, he who bears the divine duty will also suffer some backlash accordingly. Maybe Odin's sleep, which has been reduced due to the new energy, will intensify and make a comeback.

However, the light Luke is not Luke, he is a silent executor, and cannot answer Odin's questions.

The yellow sand and magma poisonous fog completely changed the environment and landform of this planet, and the endless storm wrapped a massive amount of yellow sand and gravel and moved forward persistently.

Asgard's Heimdall had already observed something bad, so after the change, he immediately activated the Rainbow Bridge to pull back the surviving Asgardian warriors. Among them was Loki, who was lifted up by Thor's single arm and thrown directly into the smashing Rainbow Bridge. He himself was turning Mjolnir, following the aura of his father and throwing it out. The hammer drove him to carry out a supersonic breakthrough.

"This place is going to be destroyed, he created a monster that he can't control! We must leave here first! Odin!" Malekith's voice, wrapped in Aether energy, was transmitted into Odin's ears in a unique energy frequency. This was a voice that only people familiar with Aether energy could hear.

Odin, who did not receive a response from the light Luke, remembered for a moment that this was just a creation of Luke. Although he didn't believe that Luke had no way to obtain real-time information about the battlefield's situation and changes, he had no way to deal with the silent, uncommunicative Luke creation at this moment.

Malekith's call made Odin cast a concerned look. Seeing Malekith's current appearance, Odin frowned subconsciously.

Malekith's current state was really not good. His expression and mental fluctuations were obviously on the verge of collapse. The black liquid oozing out from Algrim's body, like a living body with life, split into pieces of black fragments, constantly changing into various biological postures, rushing towards Malekith's body. That crazy posture was as if Malekith was an incomparably delicious cake, and it was their starving, long-awaited food.

Many parts of his body had been stained with these black liquids, and some had been tightly attached to Malekith's body like skin. To tear them off would require tearing off flesh and blood together. However, this was only a temporary solution. Malekith's body now had many areas of red flesh that had lost its skin, obviously torn off by him. But at this moment, the inside of the flesh was still black, spreading like poison to the surrounding flesh and organs, like a bone gangrene, reorganizing into a new skin.

The Aether energy also had some inability to identify when facing the black liquid that was integrated with its host. Even the Aether energy that poured towards the black liquid eroded parts under Malekith's control was constantly devoured and transformed by the emerging black liquid in the tug-of-war, forming a darker energy.

Malekith could mobilize this energy, and he could also perceive the horror and danger of this energy. He even used it to directly imprison Algrim in place. But similarly, every time he used this energy, he felt that his connection with the dimension in the sky became closer, and the more energy he used, the more powerless he was to resist the dimension's coveting and capture of him.

Countless black liquids pouring down from the void were still gathering into black rivers one after another, washing away and devouring everything they were interested in, most of which poured towards him.

Malekith had already realized from the previous test that the reason why these black liquids were so persistent and fanatical towards him was not because of him, but because of the Aether particles parasitized in his body!

Or rather, the Aether particles were what they needed! He, Malekith, was just an existence that was incidentally polluted and resolved in the process of them hunting the Aether particles.

This was not to say that Malekith was not strong, but the fact was indeed so.

Malekith's body was now a battlefield.

This was a war between Aether particles and black liquid! He just happened to be the host of the Aether particles, and his body became the battlefield for the two sides to fight. Of course, to put it another way, it could also be said to be a goal that the two energies were competing for.

He could be said to be their master, but the premise was that he had to make a choice between the two energies first.

Choosing Aether particles, perhaps his spirit and body would completely collapse in the seemingly endless energy confrontation in the next moment; choosing black liquid, he could certainly accommodate and use two forces, but perhaps his spirit and body would end up like Algrim, involuntarily, and even his consciousness would be polluted to the point of having no thoughts.

The former was a road to certain death.

The latter was a road where the body might survive, and the spirit might be eternally lost.

Malekith didn't want to choose any of these roads now. He just wanted to leave here, and then search the entire universe for a way to solve the trouble in his body. If it really didn't work, then he might only be able to completely abandon the Aether particles, drive them out of his body, and fight for a chance to survive.

Rumble!

Before Odin could speak, a stronger tremor, accompanied by huge cracks, climbed all over the ground beneath their feet like branches. Everyone was directly bound by a powerful energy and then thrown into the sky.

Malekith and Odin, as well as the light Luke and Thor and others, could break free from this bond, but they did not take action. They were directly thrown out of the atmosphere.

A huge eye, composed of black hurricanes, appeared on the surface of the planet's atmosphere. That huge eye, occupying nearly one-tenth of the planet's area, stared at them, and a crazy pollution poured out from the eye towards them.

After the appearance of this huge eye, Malekith felt that the sense of connection between that space and him was even closer, and some of the internal organs and limbs on his body itched, producing some strange changes under the gaze of the eye. He didn't dare to stay here for half a second longer, using the Aether particle energy at all costs to wrap himself up and escape into the depths of the universe.

The farther away from this planet, the better, the farther away from this eye, the better!