The World is Sick

With a rough and ferocious roar, Surtur dragged the dark red Twilight Sword and squeezed out of the crack, while the flame giants behind him continued to rush from the Kingdom of Fire.

Similarly, Mimer, holding the ancient winter coffin, led the Frost Giants, condensed the Frost Bridge, and crossed the river on the ice field to attack.

At this moment, there was loud noise in the sky, and biological warships like whales, fully loaded with the army of Chirita stars, swooped down from the starry sky.

In the sharp explosion of the air, tens of thousands of large triangular landing pods fell straight towards the core area of ​​Asa God's Domain.

In an instant, the earth trembled, the river froze, the sky was burning, and the doomsday scene was engraved in everyone's eyes.

This is the real thing - Ragnarok!

Chapter 911 Chapter [-] The Death of the Dark Elf

At this time, the battle situation in Asa God's Domain was stalemate, and countless black spots like insects and ants collided violently on the ice field, bridge deck, palace, sky, etc.

Troops fighting fiercely, like a millstone of flesh and blood, consuming each other's vital strength.

On the Rainbow Bridge, the Dark Elf Fleet was hit by multiple artillery fires and long-distance space jumps. After entering the sky above Asgard, it smashed to the ground with black smoke.

Immediately, landing ships separated from the mothership crashed into the Rainbow Bridge, and the dark elves rushed forward in a dense formation.

Their ferocious crossfire net and the terrifying black hole grenade caused the formation of Asgardian troops to collapse and become chaotic in the first three rounds of artillery fire.

Everyone of the Asa Protoss raised their shields one after another, held cold weapons that could emit energy beams, and fought back. The scene was full of blood and flesh, and soldiers on both sides continued to fall.

This...two races with aerospace-level strength actually created a situation like queuing and shooting in the eighteenth century in Europe, full of sense of disharmony.

Kevin looked at the battle situation in front of him, and was a little stunned for a while.

Just as they were fighting back and forth, Hela, the goddess of death who jumped onto the Rainbow Bridge, kicked the last few Asgardian soldiers and shouted angrily.

"A group of idiots! The long-range firepower of bullshit? Can you compare with Alfheim in terms of technology?! Get me closer and teach these long ears a lesson!"

Immediately, as if he couldn't see the operation of these veteran soldiers, Hela floated in the air, flew to the front of the team, and shook his hands.

In an instant, dozens of summoned swords of the night sky, containing the power of death, shot towards the dark elf team, and immediately strung hundreds of dark elf soldiers into candied gourds.

Under Hela's suppression, the Asgardian soldiers who came back to their senses immediately raised their shields and raised their guns, and rushed forward, facing the sparse artillery fire, and chiseled into the dark elves' camp.

Once they fought, everyone in Asa was surprised to find that because they were glued together, their black hole grenade would cause accidental damage and could not be used.

These dark elves could only pick up the bulky light-energy guns and make clumsy and jerky counterattacks, which were not even as powerful as the slaps of the Asir couples when they were fighting.

Unlike the dark elves wrapped in high-tech, the Asirs, who can easily bend steel daggers by ordinary blacksmiths, retain their brutal and martial style.

Although they were not like the Frost Giants and Flame Giants, who would splatter blood on the spot if they disagreed with each other, but if they didn't fight a few times every day, their bones would itch all over their bodies.

Therefore, for the Asir who have actively cultivated their fighting skills, they can hang up these dark elves to fight in hand-to-hand combat.

The Asa army, who had seen the weakness of the dark elves in practice, was overjoyed immediately, and completely stuck together with the long ears on the opposite side.

They relied on a group of accompanying wizards who used runes to add blood and defense to the troops, like bulls with rough skin and thick flesh, repeatedly trampling and charging.

The barbaric and violent fighting methods of stabbing shields with guns and blasting chrysanthemums with light beams made the dark elves who uphold the elegance fail after several charges back and forth.

"The cold weapon Odin made for you is not a firestick for shooting at each other! This thing is for the Asgards to give full play to their physical advantages!"

"I really don't know how Asa's instructors have taught you little kids for thousands of years!"

Hela couldn't help snorting coldly, she didn't like the team around her no matter what.

At the same time, the Goddess of Death who was in urgent need of venting was not idle, and swept out at will, and the weapons manifested by the power of death fired one after another.

The gloomy sharp edge flickered, brutally plowing bloody paths in the dark elves' ranks.

The scattered corpses splashed to the surroundings, and the thousands of dark elves who were fighting fiercely with the Asgardians suddenly fell into bad luck.

When they were stunned, they were smashed by broken arms, fingers, ears, and even steaming intestines.

And with the acid reflux in the stomach, the head was about to vomit, and the head of the comrade-in-arms, who was dying, also rolled to their feet.

What's even more frightening is that under half of the skull, you can still see the brain throbbing with the heartbeat in the air. Everything makes people feel like they are in a bloody slaughterhouse.

But the battlefield is changing rapidly, and the Asgardians who are proficient in melee combat naturally don't care how much psychological shadow area the dark elves have. Instead, they have the essence of taking advantage of your illness and killing you.

Immediately, thousands of dark elves who lost their minds on the battlefield were picked up and killed by the red-eyed Asa gods.

In just a few breaths, the area around Hela completely became a vacuum, and a thin blood-red mist even filled the vicinity.

The goddess of death standing in the center of hell looks extraordinarily glamorous and enchanting.

Under her leadership, the bloodthirsty and warlike side of the Asgardians was completely stimulated. The formation of the dark elves was riddled with holes, and the soldiers in the team couldn't help but trembled and retreated.

With both wisdom and savagery, he can play hand-to-hand combat with technologically superior dark elves; he can also play technological magic with physical reckless men like frost giants and flame giants...

Combining the comprehensive advantages of all races in the nine worlds, this is the foundation of the Asa clan!

Kevin looked thoughtfully at the Asa army that was advancing in parallel, dividing and annihilating the vanguard of the dark elves.

In the same way, when super soldiers are conducting a group charge, cold weapons with beam energy transmission are far more in line with the future battlefield situation than pure gun-like hot weapons.

After this battle, the navigator who piloted the Ark of the planet Earth benefited a lot, and secretly wrote down many key points about the development direction of civilization.

After thinking briefly, Kevin summoned the Asgardians who gathered around him, and used his best small troop strategy to penetrate the formation, and hit every stitch along the way.

This exquisite micro-management caused the dark elves who wanted to regroup and organize a counterattack several times to fail repeatedly. The team retreated again and again, and their morale fell to the bottom.

Just when Kevin cooperated with Hela to push the dark elves to a desperate situation, there was a commotion in the team of these long-eared people.

"Cover Your Majesty and go, hurry up!"

The three dark elf warriors grabbed the cursed stone and stuffed it into the open wound. While enduring the deformation of their bodies, they shouted loudly at the elf king in the corner.

Immediately, red and black lights flickered, and three cursed warriors with lava textures rushed out from the separated formation, trying to fight for a way out for the remaining dark elves.

The remaining dozens of guards stepped forward to pull up the one-armed Malekith, wanting to protect their king, boarded the interstellar warship, and escaped from Asa God's Domain.

However, Malekith raised his arms and shook off the protection of the guards, and wrapped his arms around the neck of the new captain of the guards with one hand, and with a sudden force, the two foreheads touched.

"You go, I'm dead!"

"His Majesty!"

The captain of the guard was shocked when he heard this, and struggled hard.

"Don't you understand? Thanos' main force hasn't been dispatched yet! We are the cannon fodder he used to consume Asa's army!"

"That lunatic wants to purify the universe! He won't allow the king of the dark elves to leave!"

"Today, this is my end!"

After a while of whispering and a farewell ceremony, Malekith resolutely pushed the captain of the guard away with a grim expression.

"Only if I die, the dark elves will not be exterminated!"

"Go! Don't avenge me! If you encounter troops on Titan, don't resist, obey Thanos' orders, and you will live!"

The captain of the guard still wanted to struggle, but the dark elf king put his little finger on the ring of a black hole grenade, which meant that he wanted to die, which was self-evident.

As the three cursed warriors in front were nailed to the ground, the brief stalemate within the dark elves ended.

Malekith breathed a sigh of relief when he saw that the last bloodline of the tribe had boarded the floating battleship and staggered away from the low altitude of Asa God's Domain.

The moment the elf king turned his head, his eyes were red, he took out the last cursed stone from the box, cut the wound with a knife, and then forcefully stuffed it into his abdomen.

Asgardians, come on, see this king off, the more the better!

farewell…

On the dark elf floating battleship, the captain of the guard knelt on the ground with a painful expression. He looked at the one-armed curse warrior who rushed into the Asir camp, and tears welled up.

father king...

At the same time, Thanos sitting on the bridge glanced at the lone interstellar ship that was slowly rising into the sky, and raised his hand to stop the aiming of the aerial artillery fire.

Afterwards, General Deathblade at the side was ordered to take over this remnant soldier, and from then on, the dark elves who once flourished for a while were completely reduced to history.

Chapter 912 Chapter [-]

"boom!"

Amidst the dull roar on the Rainbow Bridge, the deep and dark vortex continuously crushed and devoured the surrounding matter.

Under the terrifying black hole force field, whether it was a dark elf or an Asgardian, all soldiers touched by the vortex would twist their bodies into a cloud of blood mist and die violently.

Hela's expression changed slightly as she looked at the Rainbow Bridge, which had been cut off by two-thirds of its thickness at the center of the explosion, and the dark elves who died at the scene.

The bastard Malekith was so courageous, not only transformed himself into a cursed warrior, but also decisively detonated the seven or eight black hole grenades hidden on his body at a critical moment, trying to pull her to death.

If it wasn't for the quick retreat just now, even if he survived, there is no guarantee that he would not be seriously injured.

Thinking of this, Hela looked back at Kevin who had pulled her back quickly just now, with complicated emotions in her eyes.

Just as the goddess of death was about to speak, the surrounding air was instantly scorched, and the burning Twilight Sword slammed into the two of them head-on.

"Die, Asgardian!"

Surter, who was tens of meters high, ran on the bridge. The flames on his body leaped excitedly with the rising desire to destroy, and the sky was dyed red.

Behind him, the mighty army of flame giants gathered on the Rainbow Bridge, like galloping magma.

And below the Rainbow Bridge, the Frost Giants led by Mimel also marched towards the Golden Palace.

The flame giants and frost giants broke through the line of defense so quickly?The Queen of Gods?

Kevin's eyes narrowed, and he looked back at the shattered sentry on the Rainbow Bridge. Looking around, it was used to stop the Royal Guards of Surtur, and it was [-]% damaged.

There are only two or three hundred people left, forming a circular shield, defending the severely injured main gods, like a rock in a magma river that may be annihilated and melted at any time.

In the center of the formation, the golden armor of the guardian god Heimdall was broken, and his skin was red and dry, like a stone sculpture that was rapidly roasted and then cooled, and was about to collapse.

What's more terrible is that the long sword controlling the Rainbow Bridge has also been broken, and they have no way out.

Similarly, Sif, the god of fertility, had her right arm bent, her skin was blue and frosty, her muscles were almost necrotic, and her face was pale.

But the god queen Frigga's tiger's mouth burst open, and frightening blood oozes from her seven orifices, obviously suffering from the backlash of high-level magic.

Fortunately, although they were seriously injured, none of them were life-threatening. The task of intercepting the two giant races and blocking the gap in the space of the Rainbow Bridge was also difficult to complete.

Hela's spiritual thoughts diverge and gather information on the battlefield.