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He darted out.

He then sent a distress signal over the quantum communication channel.

In the blink of an eye, the Golden Power had broken out of the asteroid field.

Meanwhile, four fighter jets relentlessly pursued them, chasing them all the way out.

next second!

"Tons, tons, tons!"

The sound of the space jump shook the surrounding starry sky.

The four spaceships braked suddenly and turned around and ran away without saying a word.

Directly ahead, three giant warships opened their main and secondary cannons, and the muzzles, fully charged, lit up with bursts of energy.

All three warships were Hydra armed cruisers that jumped over within two minutes of receiving the distress signal.

The counterattack has officially begun.

The dense beams of light, of varying thicknesses, poured down like a torrential downpour.

The energy shields that had been lit up on the four unidentified fighter jets were instantly cleared, and the four spaceships were directly turned into cosmic debris.

Three armed warships protected the Golden Power.

The video call also lit up in the captain's cabin.

"Captain Hydra, I'm sorry to have startled you."

Pakistani didn't mince words and immediately ordered, "Clear the way with gunfire! I want to see who dares to attack us!"

Meanwhile, deep within the asteroid field, on a black warship, a group of people who were about to go back to sleep were awakened by an alarm.

"Chief, the four fighter jets we sent out have been shot down, and the enemy is approaching us. There are four large warships in total."

It seems that the cargo warship was a decoy!

The enemy came prepared; we were likely exposed long ago.

The leading man was clad entirely in black armor, with a pale face and pointed ears. He was Malekith, the leader of the Dark Elves and the ruler of Watalheim, one of the Nine Realms.

At this moment, the leader of the dark elves stared at the three approaching red dots on the screen with a grim expression, and slammed his hand on the control panel: "How could this be, damned Asgardians!"

How cunning!

Malekith pounded on the hibernation pod, saying angrily, "They destroyed our homeland to steal our treasures and they still haven't given up? They're trying to wipe us out!!"

The Dark Elves' homeland, Wat Ahlheim, is home to the Rainbow Bridge, a strategic weapon destroyed by Asgard.

They were the survivors who managed to escape by sheer luck.

Chapter 220

Several Hydra warships protruded from their bellies a massive cannon, as large as the ship itself.

Relying on nanotechnology modules, it can be transformed into a main ship cannon comparable to a star destroyer cannon, although it can only fire two shots before being scrapped.

But nanotechnology modules only cost a few dollars.

The real big prize is the new element nuclear energy device.

The shells are made of a simple, unadorned vibranium alloy warhead.

shhhhh--

The Dark Elf's warship was torn open with three huge gaps by three thick, black solid warheads.

The universally relied-upon energy shield system, unsurprisingly, went offline and was shut down.

The energy shield failed to withstand the seemingly undiminished kinetic energy of the cannon, allowing the three projectiles to penetrate straight in and pierce to the very bottom.

This is even more destructive than an explosion.

Fortunately, space technology has advanced to the point of using modular systems. The remaining larger parts, under the management of the intelligent system, have been divided into individual units, ensuring the basic survival conditions of the survivors.

However, these survivors have not yet been able to effectively organize a resistance.

Then it was immediately bombarded by a barrage of beams of light, the surface of the ship shook violently, and fragments flew everywhere due to the continuous internal explosions.

The warship teetered on the brink of collapse, and twenty black fighter jets took off, fleeing towards the edge of the asteroid belt.

Hydra's three warships were prepared, immediately releasing hundreds of small unmanned combat aircraft to follow, showing a determination to fight to the death.

It turned into a scene of him running away while I chased him, he couldn't escape even if he had wings, and he was even subjected to... well, you know.

Forty-five minutes later, the Dark Elf's warplanes were driven directly onto a barren planet.

The operator reported over the communications channel: "Captain... Captain Bucky, the enemy has been forced to land on a nearby planet by our forces."

The enemy ship's captain requested negotiations.

"negotiation?"

"Yes, the enemy ship's captain was willing to pay to save his life."

"can!"

The planet's surface is barren, with only a pile of silicon-based rocks remaining.

Seventeen or eighteen damaged black fighter jets crash-landed on the ground. Malekith and his lieutenant, Algolim, along with hundreds of dark elves, were disarmed and crouched on the ground with their hands behind their heads.

In mid-air, more than fifty fighter jets circled back and forth, ready to end the lives of any dark elves who dared to resist with a single barrage of fire.

"Chief, they are not Asgardians!"

The adjutant, Algolim, looked puzzled. If he had known they weren't mortal enemies, he should have started with peaceful negotiations.

Now things are really bad; most of the already small number of clansmen have died in vain, and the rest have become prisoners.

Malekith was saddened and did not hear his lieutenant's complaints; he was grieving for the future of the Dark Elves.

After slumbering for thousands of years, the Dark Elves awoke to find that their interstellar civilizations had made a giant leap forward in technology. Their warships were now obsolete, their once-proud energy shields were easily pierced, and they couldn't even defeat a group of unknown forces, let alone contend with Asgard.

Four giant ships hovered in mid-air, releasing a dense swarm of small fighter jets that gathered like locusts above the Dark Elves' heads. One of the ships landed, and Bucky, leading a group of Hydra minions, strode out arrogantly.

One of the Hydra henchmen pulled out a Pokédex and pointed it at Malekith and his group.

"Dark Elf!"

The main inhabitants of Vat Alheim are critically endangered.

A line of basic information pops up on the encyclopedia.

"Wat Alheim? Dark elves?" Bucky asked, puzzled.

A Hydra henchman quickly replied, "Wat Alheim is a planet conquered by Odin, the early Asgardian king, and is one of the Nine Realms."

Bucky tilted his head to look at the animated image in the encyclopedia.

It was a planet with a withered yellow color. Its surface, like its color, was a vast expanse of desolation, shrouded in dark clouds, littered with jagged rocks, and devoid of any signs of life.

"So this is an alien race that's been officially declared extinct?" Bucky asked, pointing at Malekith.

The underling beside him nodded repeatedly, saying, "Captain is wise and farsighted, that's right."

These must be the last remaining dark elves in this universe. I imagine collectors in the Void would pay a fortune for them.

"What are you saying! How are we any different from those human traffickers?!"

"You are defiling Hydra's image and subverting Hydra's lofty ideals!" Bucky rebuked him sternly.

As the captain of Hydra, Bucky knew that he had no chance of leaving Hydra.

Bucky was troubled by this for a while, spending sleepless nights looking at photos of his best friend Steve that he had secretly taken.

I keep asking myself what to do.

One day, while I was slacking off, I stumbled upon an Eastern drama called "Transportation Hub".

Looking at the comments above.

Bucky suddenly had a flash of inspiration. In that moment, he finally understood that since he couldn't escape, he would change his environment.

From that moment on, Bucky officially became Captain Bucky's indirect mission to save the country.

They started using a distorted version of Hydra's ideology to brainwash those around them.

This tactic really fooled quite a few people.

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Malekith was shocked; he had almost been sold into servitude.

The dark elves had been missing for thousands of years, and their reappearance was immediately recognized—this was hardly a good sign.

"I am Malekith, the leader of the Dark Elves. May I ask your name?"

"Oh, so you are Malekith."

"You've heard of me, sir. Yes, I am..."

Bucky waved his hand to interrupt Malekith, saying, "No interest, don't know him, just polite talk. Can't you tell?!"

As he spoke, Buggy directly took the Space Pokédex from his subordinate's hand; this thing was also a rudimentary information system.

It can link news and judicial systems released by various civilizations through public channels; simply put, it's an arrest warrant.

Just upload Malekith's old face, which doesn't look like an elf at all, along with his name.

A whole bunch of wanted posters popped up on the screen of the encyclopedia.

Bucky's brow furrowed more and more as he looked at it.

Although Bucky is the captain of Hydra, this position was forced upon him, and Bucky didn't want it to be.

Although I am a Hydra, I am still a good person, a good person who hates evil.

Seeing the horrific acts committed in those wanted posters.

Bucky scoffed, "Now I know what I'm talking about!"

Malekith, forcing himself to speak, quickly said, "Your Excellency, please listen to me. We ourselves live in Wat Alheim, carefree elves."

That wretched Odin, for his ambition, destroyed my homeland.