I was a little speechless in the panic.

Looking at the thousands of contestants with red eyes rushing here like zombies, I didn't know how to evaluate them for a moment.

"It's only been a few thousand years since we last met... Have these Asgardians gone mad to this extent?"

He didn't think that these monsters were from Midgard at all, and in his heart he still thought of the criminals as Asgardians.

And at this moment, in Malekith's mind, the Mashivacha who broke the ship with one punch in the distance must be the new prince of Asgard.

But when he made this judgment, he saw the hydrogen bomb lit up and enveloped the Asgard prince.

'Is this... regicide? ' Malekith thought uncertainly.

In the distance, a contestant from the neighboring gun area with a grim smile on his face retracted the submachine gun in his hand.

In the magazine of the submachine gun, there are dozens of space-compressed hydrogen bombs fired at the speed of sound, which are stored using space capabilities.

'There are too many monks and too little porridge. The more people die, the greater my chance of winning!'

"As long as I kill everyone else, I can win even if I kill just one dark elf," the player thought.

Not only him, but other people at the scene also had the same idea.

These people were already death row prisoners who were on the brink of death and were about to be executed. Now, even if the dark elves included the head of Malekith, there were only six vacancies left.

In this situation, wanting to cooperate is wishful thinking in itself. It is better to kill the other main forces first.

After all, we have just seen the strength of those aliens. They are just a bunch of weak trash.

"roar!!!"

The next moment, accompanied by a roar, a figure rushed out from the mushroom cloud. It was Mashiwacha!

Relying on his powerful strength, he actually survived the nuclear explosion.

Although he was not in the core position, most of his body was still destroyed in the terrifying high temperature.

But in an instant, the blessing of immortality bestowed on him by several super-powered people took effect, and as long as 50% of his limbs remained, he would be able to survive.

At the same time, under the healing blessing, his limbs began to heal at a speed visible to the naked eye, and it would not take long for them to return to their original state.

But even so, the fear of almost dying just now still made him furious, and his eyes full of murderous intent looked in the direction where the nuclear bomb came from.

"Good! Very good!" Mashiwacha sneered, "In that case, I will kill you all first. The final victory will still be ours."

In the astonished eyes of the gun zone contestant, in just a moment, Mashiwacha crossed a distance of thousands of meters.

By the time he reacted, his head had been grabbed by Mashiwacha's hand and crushed in an instant.

With bloodshot eyes, Mashiwacha held the hydrogen bomb submachine gun in his hand, unbuttoned the magazine, took out the bullets inside, and looked at the entire audience.

[Super Speed]! In an instant, more than a dozen hydrogen bombs filled with internal energy and launched at dozens of times the speed of sound were launched violently.

Under the horrified gazes of most of the contestants, a series of violent explosions occurred.

“BOOM BOOM BOOM BOOM!”

The extremely strong body combined with the destructive weapons in his hands instantly turned the surroundings into a sea of ​​fire of death.

Bai Ye's decision seemed to reduce competition by leaving six vacant positions, but it actually made the fighting even more brutal.

The next moment, a fight began in the high-temperature sea of ​​fire created by the nuclear bomb!

Before the Dark Elves became extinct, these criminals began to fight among themselves.

"What's wrong with these guys?" Malekith broke down.

Looking at the player who destroyed a ship with one punch and used a nuclear bomb as a cannon, he was already having the urge to back out in his heart.

He wanted to leave, but the criminals around him wouldn't ignore him so much.

I saw a spaceship hovering nearby, and the next moment, various colored light waves directly blasted the spaceship into pieces.

Looking at the shattered wreckage of the spaceship next door, he fell into complete silence.

He suddenly felt that it would be better to stay inside the ship and do nothing.

In this way, the dark elves who were preparing to come to the earth to collect ether particles were forced to hide inside the ship. They did not need to buy tickets and could watch the wonderful scenes of the players directly on the spot.

If the dark elves did not know the inside story, they would even think that this group of people were the invaders.

But his small boat still could not protect him for long. Under the powerful intensity, the battle was decided in less than ten minutes.

Most of the contestants who were attracted here died in the aftermath of the nuclear bomb attack.

The rest escaped from the super power group with great difficulty, and were terrified in their hearts that this place was too complicated.

The next moment, Malekith felt a light above his head, and the crown of the ship was lifted.

Five heads popped in and looked at him as if he were a fat sheep.

"You want... uh!" Malekith wanted to speak, but one of the contestants grabbed his neck and pulled him out of the spaceship like a carrot.

"This should be the chicken that Your Majesty was talking about." One contestant said, using a translator so that the others could understand.

"Why do you look so weak? You're just an ordinary player." A player asked in confusion.

"That chicken is worth a spot. How can it be so weak? Could something have gone wrong?" someone asked uncertainly.

"But he is the most powerful one we found. We killed all the other dark elves."

"Hey, I'm asking you, what are you doing?" A contestant slapped Malekith in the face, leaving him stunned.

"This alien country bumpkin may not understand the noble earth language, and may not even understand what we are saying!"

Several people were talking to each other leisurely, not taking Malekith in their hands seriously at all.

What a shame, what a shame! He was a dark elf who once had the potential to dominate the Nine Realms, but now he was being treated like a prostitute. How could this be possible!

Thinking of this, he stiffened his neck and stared at several people without hesitation, then said in the most honest tone: "Brothers, you have recognized the wrong person. My name is not Malekith. The leader just sneaked away and went in that direction."

As he spoke, he pointed in another direction without hesitation.

"Hey~ This guy speaks Earth dialect so authentically! It's really rare." The few people didn't seem to worry about the target he mentioned running away, and their expressions were extremely relaxed.

After all, the five people present have already given all the dark elves to Tutu. As long as nothing unexpected happens, they can survive. Now they just want to get double the reward.

So, looking at the worthless Malekith, a criminal swung his big hand and slapped him directly.

“Hey, don’t…” Malekith’s pupils shrank suddenly, and he wanted to stop it.

“Bang!”

(End of this chapter)