"Whoosh!"
"Whoosh!"
The figure in Malekith flashed away and appeared next to Jack.
However, as expected, he was slapped away by Jack again.
It had to be said that the king of dark elves was too resistant to punches. Jack was very clear about his strength. If he threw a punch, even the steel plate would be smashed into pieces. However, after beating the king of dark elves many times, he could recover soon.
Realizing this, Jack became a little impatient. He didn't want to waste meaningless time on this guy. It seemed that it was impossible to solve the problem with strength.
"It seems that I can only use the Sacred Sword of the Vishanti. The most direct way is to kill the opponent with the magic sword," Jack thought to himself. Then the magic power turned into a huge golden sword which was twenty or thirty meters long.
The huge golden sword was covered with magic textures, emitting blazing light and a powerful force, making people tremble with fear.