Chapter 199 Correct universe, wrong coordinates (asking for monthly votes)
Under the blood-red sunset, an epic battle is ruthlessly tearing the earth apart.
On one side, there are warriors wearing bright golden armor, and the armor shines dazzlingly in the sunset; on the other side, there are strange-looking and huge troll legions.
Their skin is either blue or green, covered with rough scales and ferocious bone spurs. Their eyes are flashing with beast-like red light, and their mouths emit deafening roars that seem to tear apart space.
"Kill the Asgardian bastards!"
"Vanaheim will always belong to the troll family!"
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These cries, full of primitive wildness and determination, echoed endlessly over the battlefield like rolling thunder.
The trolls wielded huge maces and sharp stone blades, and each swing was accompanied by the sound of the air being torn apart, causing waves of blood.
However, their opponents, the group of warriors in golden armor, faced all this without flinching. With their numerical advantage, they attacked from all directions.
The two armies clashed, and instantly, the battlefield fell into endless chaos and killing.
Although the Troll Legion was far inferior in number to the Asgardian warriors, with their powerful racial talents and fanatical fighting will, they still made the first enemies who came forward pay a heavy price.
The golden armor was like paper under the violent attack of the troll, and was easily torn apart. The bodies of the warriors were thrown into the sky by huge force, and then fell heavily to the ground, unable to move again.
In just one round, the warriors known as Asgard suffered countless casualties, and the battle line quickly collapsed under the impact of the trolls.
"Hahaha"
The battlefield echoed with the wild laughter of the trolls. As the last remaining troll warriors in Vanaheim, they had long been determined to die and had no fear at all against enemies that were twice as many as themselves.
With a "crack" sound, a troll held a giant ax and chopped off the head of an Asgardian warrior. He was bathed in blood and roared wildly around him.
Seeing this, the Asgard warriors who were under siege slowed down their attack slightly.
Many people have been cursing secretly in their hearts. It is clear that these trolls are the invaders who started the war. Why do they act like warriors guarding their homeland?
"Cowardly Asgardians, you deserve it"
Rumble——!
The next second, the arrogant words of the trolls were instantly interrupted. More than a dozen barrel-thick lightnings pierced the sky, striking at the troll legion like a divine punishment, instantly blowing dozens of trolls to pieces.
In this shocking scene, a man wearing golden armor and a red cloak descended from the sky. He held a square-headed one-handed hammer and was surrounded by blue lightning, like a thunder god coming to the world.
Seeing this scene, the originally high-spirited troll army suddenly became silent.
Thor Odinson!
Asgard's God of Thunder!
The eldest son of the old god-king Odin!
"Filthy and despicable trolls, today, I, Thor, son of Odin, will put an end to all your crimes and atrocities!"
The sound was like a bell, resounding through the sky. Thor, with his flowing blond hair, roared angrily and swung Mjolnir like lightning piercing the night sky. Electricity burst out wherever it passed. Each heavy blow accurately took away the life of a troll. .
As the son of the God King, he not only controls the power of thunder, but his physical strength is beyond imagination. Even the huge mace in the hands of the trolls can only make his body tremble slightly, and then he is greeted by more. For a violent thunder and lightning storm.
In addition, there are four Asgardians who are also wearing armor and fighting behind Thor with weapons in hand. They are the warriors known as the Three Warriors of Asgard. Every time Thor, the God of Thunder, fights with the enemy, There is always their presence behind you!
At this time, on a cliff a few hundred meters away from here, a group of larger trolls gathered around an ancient altar. In the center stood an old high priest. His face was old, wrinkled, and his body was stooped. , but exudes a majesty that cannot be underestimated.
"High Priest, we must take action, Asgard's army is approaching!"
"Damn Odinson! You guys stay here and I'll go down to fight him!"
"Stop! Protecting the priest is the most important thing now!"
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On the altar, the troll, who was called the high priest by many guards, sighed and slowly placed his hand on the edge of the altar.
He knew that his lifespan had reached the end of his life, and if he used shamanic spells again, he would most likely die on the altar.
but
He glanced down the mountain. This was the last troll tribe in Vanaheim. After years of fighting, they once occupied one of the nine realms. Only the last tens of thousands of the trolls, one of the largest races in Vanaheim, were left. tribe of people.
And now they are being slaughtered by the belligerent Asgardians!
For the survival of the tribe, he no longer hesitated and decided to take the risk. With his hands raised in the air, he began to dance the ancient shamanic dance on the altar, chanting words and casting forbidden spells.
"Hogan, you and Sif lead a group of people to block the exit at the back of the valley. Don't let a troll out!"
"Vostagg, you and Fandral will lead a group of people to attack from the side, and leave the frontal battlefield to me."
On the battlefield, Thor was commanding the battle in an orderly manner. Then he looked around a few times and asked puzzledly: "Where is Loki? Didn't my brother come with you?"
Vostagg, who was as big as a wine barrel, scratched his head and said, "Well, it seemed that it was there just now, and it was gone in the blink of an eye."
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Thor shook his head helplessly. Although he was also an Odinson, his brother Loki was more like a third-rate warlock hiding in the dark than a fearless warrior.
"Wait, Thor, what do you see in the sky?!" Volstagg's urgent shout interrupted the din of the battlefield.
Thor suddenly raised his head and saw that the sky was suddenly filled with hundreds of huge meteorites, dragging trails of blazing flames like apocalyptic rain, rapidly approaching the battlefield.
"Spread out and defend!" Thor immediately issued the order, and the Asgardian soldiers responded quickly and scattered to avoid this sudden natural disaster.
However, the speed of the meteorites was beyond imagination. In almost the blink of an eye, they poured down like a torrential rain, accompanied by deafening roars and soaring heat waves, smashing the ground into pieces. Many soldiers were swallowed up in the flames in an instant. .
"It's up there! It's those troll priests who did it!"
A green light flashed next to Thor, and a black-haired man wearing a green warlock robe and holding two daggers appeared and pointed at the troll priest who was dancing on the cliff and chanting spells.
"Damn shaman!"
Looking at the Asgardian warriors who were killed and injured one after another under the meteorites, Thor was filled with anger. Mjolnir seemed to come alive in his hands, spinning like the wind, and in the next second it would fly up the cliff and kill these guys. Smash them all to death!
However, before he could take action, more trolls had already surrounded them. At this time, each of their eyes revealed a bloodthirsty light, and even the injuries on their bodies were completely ignored, as if they were unconscious of pain. A machine that only knows how to fight, attacking regardless of the cost.
Sol didn't need to think too much to know that this must also be the work of the shaman.
He wielded the Meow Hammer, his whole body was filled with thunder, and he roared to meet the amplified trolls.
The battle that had tended to be one-sided since Thor and others joined in became stalemate again. The falling meteorites and the trolls turned into fighting tools successively resisted Asgard's offensive. Although Thor and others fought hard, they seemed somewhat powerless in the face of the current situation.
The air was filled with a strong smell of blood and death. The screams of the soldiers were intertwined with the roars of the trolls. Every inch of the land on the battlefield was stained with blood, and every breath seemed to be breathing in death. of fragments.
"Thor, that's enough!"
Loki's voice penetrated the chaos. He tried his best to resist the enemies around him and shouted to Thor, "We must retreat and let Heimdall summon the Rainbow Bridge. This is not a situation we can resist!"
"No! I am the son of Odin, and the glory of Asgard cannot be tarnished!"
Thor's eyes were red, and the light of Thor's hammer became more and more dazzling. He roared: "I am the son of Odin! The God of Thunder! The bravest warrior in Asgard will never lose to a second-rate shaman! "
Boom!
After speaking, he once again controlled the Meow Hammer with all his strength, trying to rush up the cliff in one fell swoop and kill the old priest. But the same as before, every time he tried to rush up, there would always be more trolls regardless of life and death. The crowd rushed towards him, dragging him tightly into the valley.
At this time, on the cliff, seeing this scene, the old priest who was dancing had a smile on his face. He saw the hope of destroying the son of Odin here!
As soon as he thought this, he chanted the obscure spell again in his mouth, and not long after, another group of meteorites emerged from the sky!
"Thor! Call Heimdall!" Loki looked at the dense meteorites in the sky and couldn't help but growled and growled: "Don't take me with you if you want to die! Now let Heimdall call the Rainbow Bridge to take us away!"
Not just him, almost everyone, including the three warriors of Asgard, looked at Thor with pleading eyes.
They can accept being hacked to death by the enemy, but being hit by a meteorite is nothing. This way of death may not even allow them to enter the Hall of Valor.
Thor looked at everyone's blood-stained faces, gritted his teeth and spat out two mouthfuls of blood in displeasure. He raised his head in the air, and the next second he was about to call out the gatekeepers of Asgard and control the rainbow. Heimdall at the bridge sends them away.
Sudden!
A strange music sounded on the battlefield
"Hey~~Hey~~"
"What'sthematterwithyourhead~~~yeah~~"
"Hey~~Hey~~"
"What'sthematterwithyourmindandyoursign?~~"
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The singing sounded from the air, from far to near, and getting closer and closer.
The two parties, who were engaged in a fierce battle, stopped what they were doing and looked up at the source of the sound.
Even under this brainwashing melody, many people are already shaking their heads.
"Volstagg?" Thor looked at the strong man holding a giant ax beside him. At this time, the guy was nodding his head and swaying to the melody.
"Uh, sorry." Vostagg coughed awkwardly, and his expression returned to the fierce vigilance before.
Immediately afterwards, the sky seemed to be torn apart by invisible hands, and a bright red sports car rushed out of the crack at an astonishing speed, like a messenger from another world, instantly attracting everyone's attention.
At this time, both Thor and the others on Asgard's side, as well as the troll warriors, all clenched their weapons, stopped fighting in a tacit understanding, and looked warily at this sudden uninvited guest.
Under the gaze of tens of thousands of pairs of eyes, one man, one panda, and one cat pushed out the door of the car and cursed.
"Fake! That damn motion sickness medicine is useless!"
"Youmi shouldn't be allowed to control the direction. Whether it's a human or an animal, as long as it's a female, it shouldn't be driving!"
"You are sexist Teddy! Just wait, I will tell Mavis and Gloria when I get back and see how they teach you a lesson!"
Lango shook his head helplessly, trying to get rid of the dizziness in his head. This time when they traveled through the grimoire, they took McQueen with them. They thought it would be more comfortable to spin around in the car, but they still felt the same discomfort.
He got out of the car and was about to take a breath of fresh air, but when he saw the scene in front of him, he froze in place.
The battlefield was littered with mountains of corpses, and the air was filled with the suffocating smell of blood.
At this time, the two parties fighting on the battlefield were also looking directly at themselves, and the air seemed to freeze at this moment.
Isn’t it the Marvel Universe?
Where the hell did you do this to yourself?
A smile appeared on Lango's face, "Excuse me."
"roar--!"
Before he could finish his words, he was interrupted by roars that broke out again on the battlefield.
The two warring parties seemed to have never stopped fighting. The scene just now was like an illusion, instantly forgotten, and Lange and others were completely ignored again.
Lange shrugged helplessly and decided not to ask for trouble.
He stepped back into the car and turned to Yumi, "Did you read the wrong book in your grimoire? Is this really the world I was talking about?"
"Yes." Youmi supported her chin with her hand, flipped the magic book under her, and affirmed: "This is really the universe I saw at the beginning. Whether it is Stark Tower or the flying Iron Man, I remember it very well. It’s clear and it can’t be wrong.”
“But it’s obvious here”
Lange's words came to his lips, but he swallowed them back.
At this time, in his sight, a man with flying blond hair holding a giant hammer, surrounded by lightning, was charging and killing among the trolls. Every time he swung the hammer, the enemies fell.
"Um"
Rango and Teddy looked at each other, the meaning in their eyes was self-evident.
With this posture and the highly recognizable Meow Hammer, who else could it be besides Thor?
"So." Teddy raised his eyebrows and said: "Should we go out to help now and earn the favor of Thor, the future God King of Asgard, so that we can invite him to our world in the future and kill that damned man with a hammer? Ancient God?"
"Shet. You can't tell us all our plans at once. How can we maintain a sense of mystery and urgency in the future?"
"SoWhat, you don't think anyone is still reading this book, do you?"
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(End of chapter)