Harry doesn't want to be a wizard, he wants to be a superhero

Chapter 209 Malekith: I know, you're bluffing. How could he be that strong?!

"Those past titles have faded with time and are no longer worth mentioning. Instead, let me tell you about my recent achievements."

Harry started counting on his fingers:

"Hmm... Master of the Floating City, Destroyer of Hell, Godslayer, and Planeswalker of the World, how about it? These titles are impressive enough, aren't they? Don't they all sound pretty good?"

Harry's voice is confident and assertive, full of youthful energy, a voice unique to his age.

Although Harry was telling the whole truth, it was clear that their enemy, Malekith, the leader of the Dark Elves, did not believe him.

Malekith snorted coldly, a hint of disdain flashing in his eyes. In his opinion, the young man in front of him was just spouting nonsense, trying to intimidate him with these intimidating titles.

After all, how could a young boy possess such an impressive resume and abilities?

Malekith was not at all shocked by this series of names; instead, his smile grew even colder.

He didn't even lift an eyelid, completely ignoring Harry, and instead turned his gaze to Odin, saying sarcastically:

"Odin, where did you find such a clown?"
Judging from the aura emanating from his soul, he's only in his early twenties.

You actually expect me to believe that a greenhorn in his early twenties could have such a resume?
The idea of ​​a hell destroyer or a god-slayer is utterly absurd!
The Hell Dimension is so powerful that if he were to destroy one of its parts, Mephisto would not let it go unpunished.
And Godslayer? Are you trying to tell me that he actually has the ability to kill a demon god at least at the level of a single universe?
Hmph, Odin, you're really getting senile; you can't even make up a decent story anymore.

But I'm different. I'm still at my peak, and this time, victory in our battle will surely be mine!

Odin showed no sign of anger in the face of Malekith's taunts.

Instead, the corners of his mouth turned up slightly, and a smile appeared on his face.

Malekith appeared extremely confident, but little did he know that the names he used as a joke were all true facts.

Even for Odin, this situation was a rare source of enjoyment.

He was eagerly anticipating what kind of expression his "old friend" would make after he found out that what Harry said was true!
Odin feigned helplessness, sighed heavily, and slowly began to speak:

"You don't believe me even if I tell you the truth, what more do you want?"
Malekith, I advise you to be sensible and run away quickly.

"If Harry makes a move, even I, with my strength, would struggle to defend myself, let alone you."

Malekith's expression remained unchanged upon hearing Odin's words, his eyes still filled with disdain.

In his view, Odin was merely being mysterious, trying to scare him away with these sensational words.

He sneered inwardly. In the entire multiverse, although theoretically there might exist powerful individuals in their twenties who possessed the strength of a single universe, the probability of such an existence was extremely low.

He couldn't believe that under what circumstances a powerhouse of this caliber would appear before him.

Malekith's eyes flashed with a cold light. He raised his palm, and a thick mass of ether particles instantly surged from his palm.

He stared intently at Odin, his eyes filled with hatred, his voice barely audible, as if squeezed out from between his teeth:
"Odin, I will not settle things with you today."

But remember this: soon the Dark Elf army will be on the outskirts of Asgard and formally declare war on you!

That will be your end!

Malekith has just obtained the Aether and needs some time to adapt.

Meanwhile, the Dark Elves, having endured countless years of wandering, found their homeland, Wat Ahlheim, in ruins and in dire need of reconstruction.

The entire tribe urgently needs a peaceful place to recuperate and restore its former vitality.

Therefore, before the nine realms completely converged, there was a period of peace between Asgard and the Dark Elves.

For both sides, this period of time was a race against time.

Asgard must hurry to strengthen its defenses in preparation for the impending crisis.

The dark elves, on the other hand, attempted to use this respite to consolidate their power and rebuild their homeland, hoping to gain an advantageous position in future battles.

Of course, Malekith believed that Odin thought the same way.

If he were to directly clash with Odin and start a war, even if Asgard won, it would certainly suffer heavy losses.

Odin is very old, and if he overexerts his power, he is very likely to perish due to the loss of control over the energy within his body.

Asgard has long relied on Odin's prestige to maintain the balance of power and solidify its ruling order.

Once Asgard is lost, the surrounding powers that have long coveted it will surely swarm in.

With Asgard torn apart by various forces, it's only a matter of time before it faces complete annihilation.

Therefore, Malekith was certain that Odin, for the sake of Asgard's survival, would never dare to easily provoke this battle. A smile appeared on Malekith's lips, and he was about to turn and leave when a voice suddenly rang out from behind him:
"Wait, who told you to leave? Is Asgard a place you can come and go as you please?"

Malekith paused, slowly turned around, his eyes filled with malice.

He looked in the direction of the voice and saw that the person who spoke was the child he had previously considered insignificant.

Despite Harry's attempts to stop him, Malekith completely disregarded the young man, not even bothering to glance at him.

Malekith turned and bypassed Harry, his gaze fixed directly on Odin, coldly questioning:
"Odin, are you really going to fight us to the death at this moment?"

You should know that Asgard cannot afford another war. Is it worth sacrificing the entire Asgard for some arrogant brat?

But Odin did not answer Malekith's question, because he wanted to leave the stage to Harry.

Harry had no intention of responding to Malekith, because Malekith was unworthy!

Infinite Stones are something that only the most capable can possess.

The method Malekith used, which involves integrating himself into the body and gaining power solely through this method, is undoubtedly the least effective!
Harry reached into his pocket dimension and instantly drew his wand.

Immediately afterwards, he swung his arm violently, and in an instant, the surrounding space twisted and shattered at a speed visible to the naked eye.

In the blink of an eye, the shattered space enveloped everyone present.

Malekith noticed the dramatic change in the surrounding space, his eyes widened instantly, staring intently at Harry, his lips trembling, and he gritted his teeth, saying:

"Damn it, you greenhorn, you actually dare to make a move! Odin, since you insist on starting a war, then let's settle this now!"
"Argolim, quickly deal with that wretched mage! We can't let him ruin our plans! I'll go hold Odin off; you must finish this quickly!"

Algolim was a ruthless man of few words. He nodded emphatically, his large bull's head fixed on Harry, ready to crush this reckless wizard to death!
Malekith stood in front of Odin, his body enveloped in crimson aether particles, and looked at Odin with a serious expression.

He was well aware of the Aesir's innate talent: the older they got, the stronger they became.

When the Aesir are about to die, they are at their weakest, because if they use their power, their bodies may not be able to bear the enormous power within them, leading to their destruction.

Of course, that was also when they were at their strongest. Once they disregarded everything and unleashed their full power, they could even unleash several times their previous strength!

Malekith's cold face twisted into a smug expression as he sneered:
“Odin, since you believe he can defeat me, then I will have my men tear him to pieces!”

I want to see if he really is as you say, a single-universe-level powerhouse... a... a..."

Malekith was initially very arrogant, with a smug look on his face.

However, his smugness quickly faded, and the smile on his face froze.

Because, without warning, a thick arm, carrying a strong wind, flew out from behind him and landed heavily in front of him with a thud.

Despite it being just a lone arm, Malekith's face turned deathly pale, his eyes filled with terror and disbelief.

The owner of this arm was none other than his close friend Algolim, with whom he had fought for thousands of years.

They had known each other for a long time and had developed a deep understanding, even to the point of being telepathic.

Therefore, even if only this one arm remained, Malekith could recognize it at a glance.

Wait... what exactly is going on?

Didn't he send Algolim to tear that mage apart?

As the most powerful warrior of the Dark Elf race, the Cursed Warrior, who could tear off Algolim's arm, and why is his arm here?
Just then, he suddenly heard mocking laughter from ahead. Odin, abandoning his usual serious expression, smiled at him and said sarcastically:

"Laugh, laugh all you want, keep being arrogant? No way, you don't really think that kid is that weak, do you?"
You don't actually believe that all those titles he told you before were just lies, do you?

"You! Could it be true?!"

Even now, Malekith still refuses to believe that Harry actually killed a god, destroyed a hellish dimension, and even survived Mephisto's revenge.

At this moment, Thor, who was dealing with the other dark elves, also noticed the situation here.

Thor already harbored resentment towards Malekith for attempting to kill Jane, and seeing Malekith's stunned expression, he immediately seized the opportunity to kick him while he was down:
"Heh, Harry didn't just destroy a fragment of the Hell Dimension, he destroyed three-tenths of the Hell Dimension where Mephisto was located!"

And the god he slew was no minor figure, but rather the infamous Nightmare, a demon god renowned throughout the multiverse!

WTF! This is impossible!

Upon hearing Thor's words, Malekith's defenses crumbled instantly.

He immediately turned around in a panic to look behind him, and what he saw was a massacre!

(End of this chapter)