A certain sword soul's infinite journey

"Take these two things and try to hide them!"

Lin Yi ordered in a deep voice, then turned around and flew towards the highest palace.

However, Jane Foster obviously didn't take Lin Yi's words into her heart. She was indulging in the pleasure of flying, and she flew towards the gap between the leaves with her purple wings flapping.

huh huh

Just as she emerged from the dense leaves, two pulses of red particles flashed across the air two meters above her head.

The high temperature scorched the passing air, making her scalp a little hot.

Another golden light beam struck from a distance, and Jane Foster was startled, she quickly shrank her head, and went back under the dense leaves.

"Still...let's hide well..."

Jane Foster swallowed with lingering fear, looked left and right, and flew towards a towering waterfall.

……

the other side.

Frigga stood calmly behind the metal square table, holding a silver rapier less than three feet in his hand, looking angrily at the two dark elves who walked in from the palace gate.

The one in the lead was a dark elf wearing a metal armor and a black robe. His skin was pale, his eyebrows were raised, his ears were sharp, and his white hair was braided into a small braid hanging behind his head. His face looked very ferocious. Nor is it as handsome as the legendary elves.

Behind him followed a warrior in heavy full body armor and a black antler helmet.

He is tall and strong, with a height of three meters. Standing next to the slightly slender dark elf is like an iron tower, but Frigg didn't care about the soldier's size, just staring closely at the blood-red s eyes.

It's the cursed warrior!

Frigga was secretly startled.

The leading dark elf noticed Frigg's expression, raised his eyebrows, turned his head to look at the three-meter-tall warrior behind him, and then looked at Frigg behind the metal square table, with a ferocious smile on his lips.

"It seems that you have recognized it."

Frigg snorted coldly, the silver rapier in her hand danced like a sword, and looked at the dark elf across the metal square table.

"I really didn't expect that the dark elves still have curse warriors..."

"Hehehe..."

The dark elf laughed ferociously, and walked around the square table towards Frigg with gentle steps.

"Since you know the cursed warrior, you shouldn't stand in front of me."

"Hmph, since you are a dark elf, you should know the consequences of provoking Asgard... If you step back now, I can still spare your life!"

"Hahaha! Woman, you seem to have not recognized the reality."

The dark elf laughed loudly, and although his footsteps were gentle, he didn't stop at all.

Frigga on the opposite side of the square table frowned slightly, and glanced lightly at 'Jane Foster' behind her, and 'Jane Foster' suddenly panicked, and hurriedly hid behind Frigga.

At the same time, Frigg took a step forward and blocked the Dark Elf.

Frigg said in a deep voice, "Who are you?"

Hearing this sentence, the dark elf stopped in his tracks, glanced at her slantingly with his dark eyes, and said the declaration he had been waiting for thousands of years: "I am Malekith, come here...to take Take what belongs to me!"

After finishing speaking, the cursed warrior following Malekith immediately took a step forward, and his big black and thick hands, like twisted tree roots, crossed Malekith's shoulders and stretched out to the air in front of him.

sonorous

The sound of gold and iron clashing sounded, and a series of sparks burst out from the arms of the cursed warrior.

Frigga, who was planning to sneak attack Malekith, was startled, dispelled the phantom on her body, and then rolled on the spot to avoid the giant palm of the cursed warrior.

At the same time, the Frigga who was standing there gradually disappeared into the air.

The cursed warrior pulled out the twisted blade at his waist, and slashed at Frigg after the roll with a gust of evil wind. Frigg was shocked again, and the silver rapier lit up with a blue light, and went towards that Broad handle with twisted blade.

Clang!clang

The sound of metal clashing continued, but Frigga's face became paler.

There is no way, covering up and forging the aura of ether particles is too much mana consumption, even if she is a famous archmage in the Nine Realms, after doing all this, she is already at the end of her strength.

The only reason he was able to fight the cursed warrior now was because Malekith hadn't given the order to kill her.

Malekith glanced at the dissipated phantom, then at Frigg, who was in danger under the offensive of the cursed warrior, and a ferocious smile appeared on the corner of his pale mouth: "I told you, you haven't realized it yet." Reality."

After finishing speaking, Malekith ignored the pale Frigga, and turned to look at Jane Foster who looked flustered.

"You took something that didn't belong to you, kid."

While talking, Malekith walked slowly towards Jane Foster, with a look of joy about success on his pale bone face: "Don't worry, I just want to get it back..."

咻

A sharp ice-blue sword aura shot in from the balcony, passed through the metal square table in the center of the room like chopping melons and vegetables, and chopped off Malekith's arm extending to Jane Foster at the elbow.

The broken arm fell to the ground in an instant, and the ice crystals quickly condensed at the broken mark, without any blood flowing out.

Malekith's words stopped abruptly, his dark pupils shrank to the extreme, and before he even had time to think, he quickly lay down on his side with his broken arm in his arms.

"Catch that woman!"

Malekith yelled as he fell back.

The cursed warrior roared, stretching out his giant black palm, ignoring Frigga's gaudy sword dance, and tightly grasping Frigga's slender neck at the cost of a sword on his shoulder.

"Uh...uh..."

The silver rapier in Frigga's hand fell to the ground, and her hands tightly grasped the black giant palm like iron pincers on her neck, but how could her strength be the opponent of the dark elf's cursed warrior?

Just lifting it with one hand, Frigga was picked up by the cursed warrior.

Seeing that the cursed warrior had completely restrained Frigg, Malekith stood up clutching his broken arm, looked out of the balcony and shouted angrily: "Come out! Otherwise, I'll kill this woman!"

"Don't come out, remember to tell Odin and Thor to avenge me!"

Frigg yelled right after her, and after she yelled, Frigg looked at Malekith with a sneer on her face, planning to calmly meet her own death with the attitude that the Queen of Asgard should have.

Malekith glared at Frigg angrily.

As Asgard's enemy for thousands of years, no one knows Asgard's warriors better than him. They are never afraid of death, regard wine, food and fighting as the greatest pleasure in life, and regard the praise of the king of gods as the highest glory.

They are the best fighters and worst enemies of the Nine Realms.

Because of this, Malekith has no doubts about the effect of Frigg's words just now. When a qualified Asgardian warrior is faced with the choice of salvation or revenge, he will definitely choose the latter without hesitation.

In other words, the hostages in his hands are useless.

"Woman, you asked for this!"

"and many more!"

Just when Malekith was angrily planning to let the Cursed Warrior kill Frigga, a somewhat helpless voice came from outside the balcony, which made Malekith's eyes light up, and he quickly stopped the Cursed Warrior.

"Come out! Or I'll kill her!"

Malekith yelled impatiently, and Frigga, who was being grabbed by the cursed warrior, was not to be outdone.

"Don't come out, I order you in the name of Queen Asgard, immediately..."

Before Frigga could finish speaking, the cursed warrior who was strangling her neck punched her hard in the stomach, and the pain flooded her mind like a flood, so Frigga had no choice but to swallow the rest of the words unwillingly. Stomach.

"Okay, I'll come out!"

The helpless voice sounded again, and a warrior with black hair and silver armor floated in from the balcony, and his silver-white vertical pupils looked helplessly at the graceful and beautiful woman held hostage by the cursed warrior.

It's still a step too late...

Lin Yi sighed inwardly, and spoke calmly to Frigga's angry and disappointed eyes.

"Your Highness, forgive me for disobeying your orders. I am your son's friend, not an Asgard warrior. If I really sit back and watch my friend's mother be killed in front of me, let alone Thor, even myself I won't forgive myself..."

With that said, Lin Yi turned his head calmly and looked at Malekith.

"Dark elves over there, make an offer!"

Chapter 334 Exchange of Hostages

Inside the magnificent palace.

Lin Yi floated quietly in the air, his silver-white vertical pupils calmly glanced at the tall cursed warrior.

This is not a simple trick.

Judging from the performance in the movie alone, the cursed warrior is basically the Hulk in the dark elves.

His skin is thick and thick, and his strength is infinite. When he was in the dark world, he could even blow Thor's hammer away with one punch, pressing Thor on the ground and hitting him, even if Loki passed through his chest with a sword blade, Still alive and kicking.

The most terrible thing is that he still has the fighting skills that belong to the dark elves, as well as armor and weapons made by the dark elves.

If it hadn't been completely inhaled and collapsed by the miniature black hole created by the black hole grenade, the brothers Thor and Loki might not be able to beat him.

Therefore, after seeing the scene in the palace, Lin Yi did not rush to rescue Frigga.

He could see that the reason why Frigga was able to barely parry under the Cursed Warrior was because Malekith didn't give the order to 'capture' or 'kill' that's all.

Simply put, the Cursed Warrior is just playing with Frigg.

But once Lin Yi enters the arena, with the cursed warrior's killing machine thinking, without further orders, he will definitely choose to kill the prey in his hands first, and then turn around to deal with the new enemy with all his strength.

Coupled with Frigga's fragile constitution of "killing with a single knife" in the movie, Lin Yi is really a bit wary.

After thinking about it for a while, Lin Yi chose to attack Malekith who was about to touch the illusion of "Jane Foster".

He has a whole new plan.

At the same time, when Frigga heard Lin Yi's words to reveal his identity, the anger and disappointment in his eyes gradually disappeared, replaced by a touch of helplessness and sighs.

On the side, Malekith regained his composure.

No wonder this warrior had the opportunity to kill himself, but he just cut off his arm as a deterrent.

And Malekith could tell that this warrior was not as calm as he appeared on the surface.

He obviously wanted to save Frigga, but he chose to attack himself instead of the cursed warrior, which means that he is not completely sure that he can save Frigg from the cursed warrior, and it also shows that he knows the reputation of the cursed warrior, and does not I am very afraid of this.

This also gave Malekith a strong negotiating confidence.

Holding his broken arm, he walked to the Cursed Warrior, staring at Lin Yi closely with his dark eyes, and with his remaining hand, he pulled out a dagger with dim light from the Cursed Warrior's waist.

唰

The short dagger cut through the air and stopped at Frigg's white and slender neck.

Malekith held the dagger tightly, staring at Lin Yi and said in a deep voice.

"Soldier, put down your weapon, or I will kill this woman!"

Lin Yi looked at Malekith calmly, the hand holding the ice-blue light blade was extremely stable, without even the slightest tremor, let alone the movement of dropping the weapon.

"Dark Elf, don't try any more, you know it's impossible, I'm a warrior, I understand what is the real guarantee of my life and the Queen's life..."

"..."

Malekith stared closely at those silver-white vertical pupils, and Lin Yi also looked at him calmly.

After a long time, Malekith lowered the dagger in his hand, paced and looked at Lin Yi, with a hint of appreciation in his tone.

"You are right, soldier. I shouldn't doubt your firm belief as a soldier. Where are you from? Vanaheim, or Yalfheim?"

Seeing the dark dagger leave Frigga's neck, Lin Yi couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief.

In the field of vision of his silver-white vertical pupils, the blade of the short dagger was full of purple-black ominous aura, which was not a good thing at first glance.

Lin Yi still vaguely remembered that Frigga in the movie was stabbed to death by such a weapon.

I thought it was because Frigga's physique was too weak, but now it seems that a large part of the reason is due to that weapon.

Lin Yi floated in the air calmly, watching Malekith across the square table.

"It doesn't matter where I come from, what matters is..."

Lin Yi raised the ice-blue lightsaber in his hand and pointed at 'Jane Foster' at the base of the wall.

"You wanted to catch this Midgard man before, and you glanced at this woman a few times during the conversation just now. I think she should be your ultimate goal, right? How about we make an exchange?"

As soon as this remark came out, Frigga, who was hijacked by the cursed warrior, was slightly taken aback.