But he didn't even have time to turn around and look for the source of these sounds, because facing the enemies coming like a tide, all he could do was keep swinging his ax and guard the walls of the Golden Palace with his brothers.
This was unexpectedly difficult, because what he needed to face was not the predicted flame monster, nor the familiar Frost Giant, nor the elusive Dark Elf.
On the other side of the battlefield is a strange human army.
Yes, Midgard's mortal army, but they have extremely advanced technology, and they control mechas, energy cannons, tanks and other things that only appear in interstellar wars to launch offensives.
"Like millions of inferior Iron Man." Loki said standing behind him. He held Gungnir in one hand, but only used the other knife to fight the enemy.
"I recognize the symbol on them. This is a Nazi army." Thor answered his brother by knocking away a steel-armored soldier who jumped up the city wall with his shoulder.
The opponent is wearing heavy exoskeleton equipment, the style is somewhat similar to the Mark series invented by Tony, but there is no reactor on the chest of these suits. Instead, they are carrying a square package behind them, with a bunch of cables plugged into them.
The armor is overall dark green, with a black symbol on a red background and a white circle on the arm. The symbol looks like a windmill, and the design is sharp and angular, like an assembly line work that has never considered air resistance.
There are also those huge bipedal robots, equipped with all kinds of giant energy weapons. When bombarding the city wall, they don't even distinguish between friend and foe, turning the warriors of the Asgard and their soldiers into dust.
But even so, no one in this strange army even made a sound, and no one retreated. They simply swarmed towards the city wall, jumped or climbed up, and then dragged the Asgard warriors to die together.
No matter how many lives it takes to replace an Asir protoss, they will not hesitate at all.
This gave Thor some illusions, feeling that he was not facing a living person, but the undead that Hela had armed with technology.
However, his battle ax denied this. Every time he cut open an iron can and the warm blood spilled on his face, he could clearly know that these were real people.
This made him seem to be trapped in an unsolvable mystery.
"Of course I also know that symbol." Loki's breathless voice came from behind. He rested on the magic gun like a crutch: "But we have lived on the earth for a long time, you know they can learn from it.
Where did these millions of Nazis come from? This is unreasonable."
"Then what do you think!?" Thor stood in front of him and swung his ax again. Thunder and lightning surged out, clearing away the enemies in front of him and leaving both of them covered in blood.
"Clones, genetic technology, from aliens." Loki Hu guessed for a moment, and then reluctantly released a magic to block the flying plasma: "I only know that their team seems to have spread into the night sky, you
Have you seen the big snake or their leader?”
Thor took a deep breath and placed Zhan Biao in front of him to block the splashes of plasma: "No! These despicable people dare not face me? Shouldn't war be about leaders fighting against leaders?
Do you use this to prove your glory?"
"Don't be stupid, stupid brother, interstellar warfare is like this, firepower superiority, human sea tactics, orbital bombing, if you can survive through these, we can talk about glory." Loki's palm holding the gun was full of sweat,
The snowflakes falling in the sky are getting denser and denser, and there are fewer and fewer warriors around him, but he can still tell jokes to his brother: "Your training in the Saka Star Arena is meaningless. The form of war has changed."
."
"Then you still watch it so enthusiastically and never remind me?" Thor hacked away another soldier.
"Can't I just watch it? Be careful!" Loki released his magic shield and blocked the black gun that was shooting at his brother. It was a dark green ray.
Not everyone can use magic, and simple warriors can be said to be very vulnerable when faced with bombardment by large-caliber energy weapons. The energy shield of the Golden Palace has become weak with the withering of the World Tree, and the energy barrier has long been riddled with wounds.
Hundreds of holes.
"Go to Valhalla to gather the heroic spirits. Our defense line will not last long. Now is the time to let them take the final battlefield."
The two were silent for a while while they were hacking, and it was Thor who took the initiative to bring up the matter.
The Hall of Heroes is located not far from Odin's palace. There are 60 million heroic spirits inside, which are prepared for Ragnarok.
Originally, Thor didn't understand what kind of enemy would require so many brave warriors to face? But now facing this endless army of suspected clones, he seemed to understand.
"I can't enter the Hall of Valor. Odin left a spell. Only he or Valkyrie can enter there." Loki shook his head. He was not pushed away by Thor: "There is currently the last Valkyrie left in the Asgard.
, that is Sif."
Thor nodded, brandishing his weapon while looking at the other end of the city wall, where Sif and a group of shieldmaidens were protecting Frigga in battle.
They continuously slashed and killed the enemies swarming up the city wall, but at the same time they faced heavy sacrifices. On the battlefield, there was actually no difference between men and women.
And with the decline of the World Tree, the Queen of Heaven also fell into a similar predicament as Loki, that is, it became increasingly difficult to use magic.
Her younger brother was a little better. He often wandered around and learned some skills in borrowing and casting spells. At this time, Frigga could hardly use the water magic inherited from Vanaheim.
This allowed her to also put on armor and fight with the sword left by Odin. She was not a particularly powerful warrior, at least she was weaker than Gullweg.
"Then inform her to go there. The soldiers need to rest... Has Vanaheim still not responded to us?"
Thor wiped the meat sauce from his face and continued to swing his axe. He was still waiting for reinforcements from the Vanir Protoss.
The Vanir are famous for their navy and cavalry. Although they are not suitable for city defense battles, they are still a powerful force.
"They...disappeared." Loki stuttered, as if searching for the right words in his mind, which was rare for him who was so sharp-tongued: "Don't look at me with that look, look.
The enemy in front of you! Yes, disappeared, as if that country had never existed."
"How could this happen? Did they fall before Asgard? Like the fruit that fell off the World Tree and fell into the endless void?" Thor stared at his brother in disbelief, and after being reminded
Then he turned around and said, "What about the light elves? Where are the dwarves? Can they come to help us?"
An unknown warrior ran past behind him carrying a tree trunk. Loki caught him and asked him to send a message to Sif, and then answered his brother:
"Give up these ideas, Thor, the light elves and dwarves are already sparse in number. At this time, the Rainbow Bridge has lost its energy, and it is impossible for them to come."
While the two brothers and the three warriors were killing the enemy together and chatting, in another direction, the sky suddenly lit up with red light.
The next moment, you can see a volcano arching up on the plain, and a large number of red fire elemental creatures pour out of the crater, and then rush towards the battlefield like crazy.
They regarded the human army as nothing, focused on attacking the walls of the Golden Palace, and soon joined the battle.
"Surtur! You despicable villain!" Thor yelled. Although the flame demon could not be seen, he cursed first and then said: "Come to the front battlefield, don't send your cannon fodder, just between you and me.
A fight!"
However, calling for war was of no use. It only resulted in more volcanoes rising and more fire elemental creatures pouring out.
"Brothers! Hold the line! For the glory of Asgard!" Thor could only raise his battle ax and roar, dragging his tired body to hack down the enemy harder, hoping to catch up before the heroic spirits arrive.
Hold on long enough.
And what about the soldier who was running against the logs on the city wall? At this time, he had arrived at Sif's side, and he said eagerly:
"Queen of Heaven, Ms. Sif, Thor asked me to take 'the two of you' to Valhalla to gather the heroic spirits. He is going to be unable to bear it anymore. Let's leave quickly!"