Charred steel, collapsed buildings, and indistinguishable corpses wearing gold and black armor, this scene is comparable to hell for a human being who has never seen a war. Jane Foster and Darcy carry
They stumbled forward in the ruins with the instruments made by Eric. Their task was to insert these instruments into the target point and activate them to offset the portals everywhere in the University of Greenwich.
However, they had to stop and vomit every few steps, because the smell of burning and corpses had filled their path. In this section of the passage, Asgard's heroic warriors, dark elf soldiers and S.H.I.E.L.D.
It is the main battlefield of the existing action team. Although they have not seen any battles now, the traces and corpses left by the battle will not disappear. Darcy's nose was sore, and the side effects of vomiting made her vision blurred by tears.
, she could only be pulled by Jane Foster and walked step by step towards the predetermined location. She was occasionally slipped by bullet casings under her feet.
If it weren't for the encouragement given to her by Jane Foster, Darcy might be sitting in the ruins on the roadside crying like a baby. "Damn S.H.I.E.L.D.! Damn Eric!" Even if it was caused by vomiting.
Hiccupping constantly, Darcy also kept cursing SHIELD and her unreliable mentor's mentor.
Before she could vent her bad emotions, a loud bang exploded beside her. Thor and Malekith were entangled and fell into the building next to her. Darcy let out a scream, and then this
The two of them rolled down the steps, crashed into the wall next to them and disappeared.
"They..." Darcy pointed to the place where they disappeared and stammered, "The detector Eric gave me didn't find this portal, right?"
"The gravity disorder is getting stronger and stronger. The gravity detector may not work. Be careful." Jane Foster poked the front part of the long instrument forward, trying to find the undiscovered portal. However, she poked an invisible one.
It was a hard thing. Jane Foster, the Nobel physicist nominee, was a stubborn person. She subconsciously poked it hard, and as a result, a black-haired woman wearing armor fell out of thin air.
"Are you Jane Foster?" Sif asked breathlessly, covering the gap in the armor that was poked at her waist, "Have you seen Thor?"
Two fingers pointed at the place where Thor disappeared just now. Sif thanked her and rushed straight over. She traveled through several worlds through a series of extremely coincidental portals, including several smaller countries, but she
No trace of Thor was found there. She must fight with Thor. This is her responsibility as the appointed princess.
However, she did not go through the portal, but hit the wall heavily. "Maybe you can come with us, we are going to eliminate the chaotic gravity." Jane Foster said to Xi, who was covering her red nose.
Fu said, "Now the portal will appear and disappear at any time, and you will get lost if you are not careful. You can't find him like this."
Darcy tugged hard on the hem of Jane Foster's clothes, but she ignored her intern's protest.
"Okay." Sif covered her nose and said angrily.
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"Shit! You woman! Did you do it on purpose?" Salomon always felt that the sutured wound was more painful. Skye was holding a skin stapler commonly used in the hospital emergency department. She had previously cut the wound on Salomon's abdomen.
She stitched it several times to prevent the wound from cracking. However, her movements were a bit rough and the stitching position was irregular, which caused Salomon to receive many needles in vain.
Fortunately, Simons, a biologist from the science team, came to the rescue, otherwise the wound would have no hope of healing.
"I'm older than you, little guy." SHIELD trainee agent said proudly, "And you also tampered with my memory. This is a reasonable revenge for you! Although you can do magic and have abdominal muscles
and chest muscles, but I will never forgive you! Simmons also knew about this, so she didn’t give you painkillers!”
"Okay, Coulson, put me on the battlefield." Salomon skipped the topic. Casting enchantment spells on unsuspecting people has always been a despicable thing, and the mystic refused to face the person in shame.
After receiving the order, Agent Coulson handed Salomon several items that looked similar to the instruments made by Eric.
"This is Fitz's work. He increased the scope of influence based on Dr. Eric Shavig." Coulson pointed to the instruments placed in different locations on the airbus. "This thing can offset it continuously.
Chaotic gravity, if not, the airbus is likely to disintegrate. Fitz asked you to bring this, as long as you activate this device, you will not fall into the invisible portal during the descent. In fact,
Fitz would have preferred this device to be mounted on your armor, but the drill failed to penetrate your armor..."
"Then I really thank him." Salomon rolled his eyes. Fortunately, his armor was not ordinary, otherwise the little monkey in the science team would have modified the armor into something unknown.
"Also, the instrument you used uses batteries, so it won't last too long." Coulson reminded, "If you need it, Fitz still has batteries."
"I hope I don't need it."
Salomon put on his armor again and carried an instrument that was about as heavy as four bricks and walked to the cargo hold. The dragon wing thrusters started again, and Salomon jumped out of the cargo hold and flew straight into the atrium of the University of Greenwich.
Grassland - This place used to be a grassland until Salomon blew up the engine of the Dark Elf spaceship. Now there is only the carbon ash that was once called grassland.
"Master!" The artificial man has long known that Salomon returned to Earth. It is a special connection between the creator and Hormonkulus. The mystic specially informed her to wait here. "I killed many dark elves.
." The character of the artificial person has become increasingly stronger after its creation. For example, right now, she is holding up a giant sword and a dark elf arm, talking to Salomon with a certain restrained showoff mood.
The arm was still dripping with blood, and it looked like it had just been chopped off not long ago. As for the owner of the arm, Salomon had no doubt after seeing the still smoking bolter. Ordinary dark elf soldiers are not cursed warriors.
, the bolter was enough to blow them into two pieces, and the pile of minced flesh next to them was probably the work of the androids.
"What's next, Master?"
"We are going to the predetermined place." Salomon waved his hand behind the artificial man. Jane Foster and Darcy were running over panting, and Sif was carrying a pile of things on the ground without blushing and out of breath.
The seemingly heavy instrument walked in front of them. But her nose was a little red for some reason.
"Help them fix those detection instruments to avoid sudden gravity disturbances." The mystic said, "Then we can control Malekith."
"What to do, Master?"
"You don't need to do anything." Salomon stepped on the grass covered with carbon ash under his feet. "After a while, Malekith will appear by himself."
"Just that game of whack-a-mole?"
"Why don't you come over and help!" Jane Foster ordered Salomon confidently, "As a gentleman, do you want to watch a lady work alone? Come here quickly, or your project will be finished!"