Alien

Chapter 38 I hid the power in my body, Thor, if you want power, go find it!
Dua let go of his hand, lost interest in the hammer, and instead watched the fierce battle between the alien-hating and mutant leader.

"This thing is the mutant that absorbed the red tank. As I expected, it has become very powerful, but it is not so strong that it can't handle it, such as the Sub-Tianfu class." Dewar looked at it seriously.

Even if there is a Hulk gene in the body that hates the alien, it is much stronger than the hatred, and the growth limit is much higher, but it is not the Hulk itself after all.

As the battle progressed, the abominable aliens were still unable to gain the upper hand, and they were beaten more and more often.

The leader of the mutant race has a high IQ. After adapting to the power of abhorring aliens, he began to make targeted counterattacks. He immediately enlarged his physique, and coupled with the invincible ability from the red tank, he was completely able to withstand the attacks of abhorring aliens.

It is nothing more than that it is not as powerful as the Alien Abomination, and it cannot defeat the Alien Abomination in a short period of time, but after a long time, it will basically win.

"One can't do it, let's fight in groups." Dua gave an order, and several very strong aliens surrounded them from all directions, and rushed towards the leader of the mutant race.

The leader of the mutant race was so shocked and angry that he even had to divert his attention from the dozen or so mutant race aliens that besieged it!

It was keenly aware of the same kind of breath from these aliens whose shapes were somewhat similar to him.

The leader neighed angrily. Obviously, with its IQ, it had already guessed what was going on. It immediately turned its head and stared at Dewar with red eyes.

"That's right, I did it. It's my handwriting that your people can wake up, and it's also my reason for being arrested." Duva stood beside Thor and said with a flat face.

According to the normal timeline, it is necessary to wait for the Celestial Group at the core of the earth to wake up, triggering a global earthquake and shattering the ice of the lakes in Alaska before these guys can wake up.

But because of Dewar's handwriting, these mutant races have appeared now.

Dewar will not reconcile with this group of mutants who feed on humans. It is best to capture them alive, and kill them if they can't. This is the real optimal solution.

The leader of the mutant race was so angry that he looked up to the sky and let out a sharp cry.

"You think I don't know that you have arranged clansmen around? They have met their respective opponents, and it's hard to say who will win." Dua said.

The leader abandoned the alien-hating and Thor, and wanted to rush to kill Dewar, but was surrounded by the alien-hating and mutant race.

Whenever the leader of the mutant race wants to do something, more than a dozen extremely powerful aliens will attack it one after another. The attack frequency is astonishing, and it is airtight, but it has been unable to break through the defense for a long time.

The messenger alien hid in the distance and spewed strong acid blood, which stained the leader of the mutant race and made a sizzling sound, but because of the ability of the red tank, it couldn't really corrode much flesh and blood.

Under heavy dark clouds, thunder and lightning flashed.

As soon as many mutant races appeared, they were attacked by aliens. Two kinds of creatures were fighting fiercely in this wilderness.

Super speed, amazing fighting instinct, howling against the strong wind, elusive in the darkness, using uncomplicated terrain to fight, sometimes singled out, and sometimes attacked other enemies when they were repelled.

Small tactical changes, on this occasion, reached their peak from the very beginning.

Only the sounds of tearing flesh and painful screams from time to time showed how cruel this battle was.

In terms of warfare alone, these two creatures are excellent, but the difference is that the alien is obviously a better weapon of war. It is full of weapons for killing, which is the fusion of extreme violence and beauty.

The mutants are much worse. They don't have hard exoskeleton armor, inner teeth and sharp knife tails. They are more inclined to absorb and absorb energy, but they sometimes seem helpless when facing the aliens wearing "armor".

They had to desperately break the alien exoskeleton in order to absorb it with strips of meat.

Aliens, each is a weapon of war born with armor, every line of the body is born to fight to the death, absolute obedience, absolute tacit understanding, will not flinch, will not fear.

Occasionally, lightning would tear through the darkness, and one after another looked here, seeing a shocking scene.

The aliens either stood upright or crawled, like a well-trained army, silent as iron, coldly executing orders, every shot of a random alien, with a biting cold light, cruelly tearing apart the mutants facing it.

There is even an unlucky mutant race, facing the siege of multiple aliens at the same time, retreating while neighing, trying to call other companions to help, but when the other companions leave the opponents to rush over, it has already been attacked by several aliens.

self-healing?The body is torn into several pieces just to prevent it from healing itself.

Of course, in the face of opponents of the mutant race level, it is impossible for the aliens not to suffer casualties, especially the weakest blood aliens.But even if you die, you have to use your last strength to tear your body apart, let the blood splash out, and achieve the greatest degree of damage.

There are constantly mutant races trying to get close to Dewar, but as long as they start their actions, they are always blocked by the aliens at the first time.

In terms of defense line allocation, there is no problem with Dewar's spiritual link. Every alien is an "eye" that Dewar can control.

This quiet and cold combat mode greatly shocked everyone who saw this scene.

As far as the eye can see, there are only aliens with a very sci-fi style, which are deeply imprinted in my mind.

"Midgardian, is this the warrior you recruited? What group is this?" Thor was greatly attracted by this efficient and cold creature.

Reasonably speaking, other types of aliens other than messengers can walk upright on two legs. People who don't know why at first glance think that these aliens are intelligent races with strange shapes.

In fact, the aliens do have extremely high intelligence, but instead of climbing the technology tree, they follow the route of genetic evolution.

It was Thor's first encounter with a life form like the Alien.

"Aliens, my aliens are working hard to kill these rude mutants, but I want to capture them alive." Dewar said.

I don't know if it was the close contact with the war that inspired Thor's desire for conquest and destruction. His voice was much higher: "There is no need for prisoners, as long as you confirm that it is the enemy, you will completely defeat the opponent on the battlefield!"

After finishing speaking, he stared at the most eye-catching alien-hating creature. Such a violent machine was most in line with his aesthetics.

"That big guy is very strong. When I was fighting in various worlds, I met a lot of guys who were not useful. Obviously he was not. You are very lucky to have such a warrior following you. You have obtained the allegiance of this race?"

"Of course, but shouldn't you be picking up your hammer now, Thor?"

"As long as I want, anytime."

Thor can't wait to have a big battle, to show these Midgardians the strength of the gods, especially in front of weapons like aliens that are purely for fighting.

Snapped!
Thor tried to pick up the hammer, but it wouldn't budge.

"How could this happen?!" Thor looked like he was struck by lightning, with a face full of disbelief, and tried again and again, finally despairing, showing a miserable smile.

"Is this your punishment for me, Father?"

The heavy rain that had been brewing for a long time fell in an instant, getting bigger and bigger, and turned into a torrential rain, which seemed to be a response to Thor.

Thor realized that Odin was not joking, he really could only be a mortal, and he no longer had the powerful divine power to go to heaven and earth.

Without power, what would he use to deal with these mutants in front of him?
"Don't worry about it." Dewar patted Thor's shoulder, "It's just because you are not strong enough, but I can give you what you want, young Thor, do you want strength?"

(End of this chapter)