Marvel: Saint Seiya Starting with the Reality Stone.

He can't.

However, this does not change Malekith's desire to reclaim the Reality Stone and thus return the Nine Realms to the Dark Ages.

So after confirming that Mike didn't want to hand over the Reality Stone, he didn't say anything more. He just stared at Mike for a few moments before looking at the cursed warrior standing next to him like a statue.

Ok.

In Malekith's view, even Mike, who possessed the Reality Stone, was nothing more than a lucky Midgardian.

What are the Midgards in the eyes of the other nations of the World Tree?

Let's say that.

The Midgards, who broke away from the World Tree long ago, are seen by the creatures of other World Tree kingdoms as outsiders are to outsiders.

They should be even more contemptuous.

Therefore, a mere Midgardian can be dealt with by his cursed warriors.

That's what Malekith thought.

The cursed warrior, having received his master's signal, understood and stepped forward without a word, shattering the ice beneath his feet. Without any warning, he charged towards Mike like a black hill.

Mike didn't move.

Just as the cursed warrior attacked him, he slowly brought his right fist back to his waist, and his blood-red cosmos began to burn, quickly condensing into a blood-red light membrane all over his body.

next second.

The cursed warrior roared and swung his giant fist, the force of which sent ice flying everywhere.

Mike shifted slightly, dodging to the side. The ice beneath his feet exploded, and instead of advancing, he instantly appeared in front of the cursed warrior, who was more than half a body taller than him, and then unleashed a powerful right punch from below.

A blood-red beam of light shot into the sky, tearing a rift in the sky above the Arctic ice cap, with clouds churning to either side of the rift.

Just one punch.

The cursed warrior's hard breastplate split open from the center, and his body was bent backward by Mike's punch, his feet leaving the ground.

Mike didn't retract his fist. Instead, the moment the cursed warrior's feet left the ground, he followed the latter into the air and then slammed his left elbow down from above, hitting the cursed warrior on the back of the neck and bending his body into an arc.

The two fell from the sky.

Mike twisted in mid-air again, his body suddenly stiffening. In that brief moment of hesitation, his right foot slammed into the Cursed Warrior's chest like a meteor. Then, he bent his knee, pinning the Cursed Warrior beneath him, and crashed down onto the ice sheet below.

boom!

The entire ice sheet shuddered violently, and cracks spread outwards from the point of impact, like a shattered mirror. Dark seawater surged from the cracks, scattering the broken ice floes.

The cursed warrior's body was stuck in the center of the ice pit, his limbs twisted at unnatural angles, and cracks on his visor spread to his entire face.

Not moving at all.

Mike, standing at the edge of the ice pit, turned his gaze from the cursed warrior's face without breaking a sweat, and looked at Malekith, the dark elf whose expression had clearly changed not far away.

"Look."

"Your subordinates are incompetent."

"bring it on."

"It's your turn!"

"..."

10. Fight the Dark Elves on the icy plains!

Malekith, the dark elf, fell silent as he watched Mike, his cursed warrior, be rendered unable to rise again with just a few moves.

Malekith, as the king of the dark elves, knew all too well how powerful the cursed warriors were.

In the dark ages of the past, every cursed warrior possessed significantly enhanced physical strength, a superhuman physique, and sustainable combat regeneration.

But that's not the most terrifying thing about the Cursed Warrior.

The most terrifying thing about cursed warriors is that, just like their name suggests, they endure extreme pain every second after becoming cursed warriors. However, every time they attack, they also inflict this extreme pain curse on their enemies.

But what just happened?

Their last voluntary transformation of the Dark Elves, a battle-hardened cursed warrior, was easily killed by Mike, who treated him like a rookie who had never experienced war.

How could that be?

It would be fine if Michael used the power of the Reality Stone.

But Mike was useless.

Malekith, the dark elf, was incredulous, unable to understand how this Midgardian could possess a physique stronger than the Cursed Warrior, or why Mike was immune to the Cursed Warrior's curse power.

If Mike knew the turmoil Malekith was experiencing at that moment, he would definitely give a positive answer.

Why can't it be impossible?

Although both the first and current Mike are ordinary people, Mike has a second incarnation.

His second incarnation was born in the Sanctuary of the Saint Seiya universe.

What kind of place is the Sanctuary?

That's a place where, from birth, one is determined to strive tirelessly to become a Saint who protects the goddess Athena.

In his second life in the Sanctuary, Mike could be said to have trained with his friends around him to become a Saint Seiya ever since he could walk.

Furthermore, the Sanctuary is not short of teachers, and when they are lucky, the twelve Gold Saints who guard the twelve zodiac houses will come to the training ground to teach them some advanced fighting techniques.

and so--

Even though Mike is an ordinary person in this life, his mind is already filled with countless exquisite fighting techniques and he has a wealth of fighting experience.

As for the curse of the cursed warrior?

This makes it even less likely that Mike will be harmed in the slightest.

Don't forget, even if they are the later-appointed Bronze Saints, they are still Bronze Saints. And Bronze Saints are even immune to radiation, let alone a mere curse.

therefore!

The cursed warrior that Malekith was so proud of was, in the eyes of the Bronze Saint Mike, at best, just a weakling with some strength.

Moreover, he was just a weakling with no fighting skills.

Killing him wouldn't be considered easy for Mike, but it would be as simple as breathing.

Just then, Malekith also came to his senses after his cursed warrior had been defeated.

He looked at Mike in front of him, his tone as calm as before.

“I underestimated you, Midgard.”

"I'll give you a chance."

Mike looked at Malekith and said, "If you turn around and leave now, I can let bygones be bygones."

The enemy of the enemy is the friend.

Putting aside Malekith's covetousness for the Reality Stone, he was still quite happy to see Malekith cause trouble for Asgard while he couldn't go there yet.

but……

Malekith smiled slightly as he listened to Mike's words: "We have been waiting for the Nine Realms for thousands of years. I will not miss this opportunity. If we cannot obtain the Aether Particle this time and plunge the Nine Realms back into darkness, I would rather follow my people into the abyss of destruction."

Upon hearing this, Mike pursed his lips, nodded, and then looked at Malekith.

"In that case, you might as well die."

"Oh."

Malekith didn't speak, but chuckled softly. Then, he naturally opened his hand to the side, and dark energy gathered in his palm, forming a dark longsword that exuded a dark aura.

The blade of the dark longsword was filled with the murky dark energy of the old era, the era when the dark elves ruled everything.

This is the holy sword of the Dark Elves, and only the Dark Elf King is qualified to wield it.

Malekith didn't run quickly, but instead walked step by step across the ice with his sword in hand towards Mike.

There was no sound, but with each step he took, fine cracks spread across the ice beneath his feet, as if an invisible force field around his body was crushing everything.

Mike stood several dozen meters away, his feet naturally apart, his center of gravity lowered.

Malekith is not the same as the cursed warrior from before.

Let me tell you something.

The man before us, Malekith, was someone who, thousands of years ago, was able to fight against the god-king Bohr and escape unscathed after his defeat.

So Mike really wanted to let Malekith go.

I really mean it.

Unfortunately, Malekith was after his Reality Stone, so there was nothing he could do but send Malekith to his death.

Mike's cosmos also began to burn the moment Malekith took out the holy sword of their dark elves. The blood-red cosmos energy, perfectly fused with the aether particles, surged rapidly along his blood vessels, continuously transporting power to Mike's limbs and bones.

next second.

Malekith made the first move.

His figure suddenly disappeared when he was about ten meters away from Mike. When he reappeared, he was already three meters away from Mike, and the dark longsword in his hand suddenly slashed horizontally at Mike.

Dark energy surged from the blade of the dark longsword, leaving an arc-shaped afterimage as it hurtled towards Mike.

Mike didn't dodge; he simply sidestepped the longsword, avoiding the blade, and then unleashed a powerful punch from his waist. The punch broke the sound barrier, creating a shockwave that resembled a white mist in the air.

But it missed.

The moment he threw his punch, Malekith vanished from the spot once again.

Mike's fist pierced through the afterimage left by Malekith, shredding it to pieces.

Just then, Malekith reappeared with his counterattack.

The sword strike was just a feint, because the moment Mike threw his punch, Malekith suddenly emerged from Mike's shadow.

This is a unique talent skill exclusive to the Dark Elf race.