The time on the road was spent with Loki smiling and Thor dejected. Finally, Thor could no longer bear Loki's roundabout sarcasm and sarcasm.
He had not thought about how to face the people after defeat, and planned to linger on the road for a while.
"Heimdall, take us back!"
Thor raised his hammer and shouted towards the sky.
However, everything around was quiet, and there was no sound of the Rainbow Bridge appearing at all.
What's going on? Didn't Odin come through the Rainbow Bridge just now? Why does Heimdall seem to be ignoring them now?
"Heimdall? Do you hear your prince? Open the Rainbow Bridge!" Thor shouted again, but there was still no response.
Loki was the initiator of the previous illusion, but at this time the Rainbow Bridge could not be opened, and he realized that something was wrong.
The only reason why Heimdall monitored the Nine Realms and did not open the door to the two princes was that something happened there. Thinking that Heimdall had transferred back part of his army before, this guess became more certain in Loki's mind.
"No need to shout. Heimdall may be dealing with the enemy. He has transferred some of his troops back. It seems that Asgard has also been invaded."
Loki walked up to Thor and said to his idiot brother.
The surrounding temperature was getting higher and higher, and Thor's face was mixed with blood and sweat, dripping down along his beard.
But he didn't want to give up, and he didn't want to believe what Loki said. He had time to send Odin, so why didn't he have time to take the army back? It didn't make sense.
"Heimdall!"
However, not far in front of them, a black-green light pillar suddenly appeared, but it did not fall from the sky, but seemed to come from the ground.
But Thor still breathed a sigh of relief. The door was still open. Although the color was a little wrong, he still recognized the portal.
But Loki grabbed his goat, and the two of them took several steps back.
"The Rainbow Bridge is open, why are you holding me back?"
"My stupid brother, since when did there be black in the rainbow?"
Loki sighed and said helplessly. He realized something was wrong just by looking at the color, not to mention that the other end of the portal was filled with powerful darkness and death energy.
This is not the feeling of fairy palace.
More like...
Just when Thor was about to argue, the green light pillar in front of him gradually expanded. At first it was only the size of a wellhead, but in an instant it became as thick as the World Tree, enough to accommodate a large army standing inside.
And from the dark green light, a figure with unshaven beard and disheveled hair walked out.
"Thor, you should really listen to Loki or get yourself a new head."
Thor squinted his eyes. The outline of this figure was somewhat familiar, but against the strong light behind him, he couldn't see it very clearly.
But Loki recognized it, he saw the arm: "Tyr? Is that you?"
The person who came was none other than Tyr, and he brought his underworld army with him. Hearing Loki's question, he couldn't help but smile.
But on his pale face, the smile was as stiff as a corpse.
"Yes, my brothers, the God of War of Asgard is back!"
Thor relaxed a lot. He got off the goat and wanted to go over and hug Tyr, but suddenly stopped: "Long time no see, where have you been... No, aren't you dead?"
"
"Are you confused that I died gloriously but did not enter the Hall of Valor?" Tyr replied hoarsely, but his voice was loud, like a resonance in his chest.
"Yes." Thor scratched his head. He couldn't understand it at all. If the God of War is not qualified to enter the Hall of Valor, then who is?
Tyr looked at the three half-dead warriors behind Thor, and then at the Asgardian army. There were many faces he was familiar with.
"It's just that there are people who are faster than Valkyrie." He moved his prosthetic arm. This prosthetic hand made of Uru metal had powerful magic power, and it instantly turned into a big sword: "Then what's the purpose of my trip?
Do you understand the purpose?"
"Hmm...are you going to the Hall of Valor?" Thor touched his beard and said first: "You can definitely do it, but not the undead behind you. They are not even Asgardians, and
It's not an honorable death either."
"Huh..." Tyr shook his head and asked Thor to guess the riddle. He would never expect to hear the correct answer, so he should answer directly with action.
In an instant, he rushed forward and thrust his prosthetic sword towards Thor.
Not only did Tyr not want to return to the Hall of Valor, he also wanted to take others with him to the underworld.
"careful!"
Volstagg immediately raised his shield in front of Thor, saving the prince from a heart-piercing wound. However, Tyr's power was too great. Although Volstagg was a super fat man, he instantly flew upside down like a ball.
Got out.
Tyr flicked his wrist, and the sword attack changed from thrusting to slashing, and struck Thor's head again. This time Sif blocked it with her shield, but she was also knocked to the ground, causing a cloud of dust.
Only then did Thor react. He couldn't imagine that Tyr would do anything to them. We had a good relationship in the past, so why would he suddenly kill him?
But the weapon struck again, and he could only lift Mjolnir and fight with Tyr.
Tyr has richer martial arts skills and experience, while Thor has better equipment, so the two fight back and forth.
Loki has escaped.
Just leave an illusion and watch the excitement, because the undead army has surged up overwhelmingly and is fighting with the Asgardian army.
Their numbers were too numerous to count, and a steady stream of dead people emerged from the dark green light pillars.
Many of these guys are not humanoid, and their death years are also different. There are primitive people holding stone axes, and there are also soldiers holding Midgardian muskets.
Their bodies were rotting, their clothes were almost strips of cloth, and their eyes were glowing with black light.
Loki had seen something similar to this, in the underworld.
But he didn't know that there was another army in the underworld, and it was obviously not very friendly to Asgard. They were led by the god of war who died in the battle, and they were planning to take revenge on the living.
Thor may be able to defeat Tyr, but Asgard's army cannot defeat an undead army dozens of times larger than its own.
In such a place where there is no danger to defend and no backup, the dead do not need rest or food. Even a war of attrition can drag everyone to death.
So Loki has already seen the result, that is, the army is completely destroyed, but Thor can escape with the three warriors and Sif, and no one can stop them.
Therefore, there is no point in Loki staying here.
He had heard about a secret space passage from the World of Fire to Vanaheim, and he planned to slip away from there, return to Asgard first, and then find Odin, leaving all the responsibility for the loss of the army to Thor.
Therefore, after a long time, Thor was persuaded by others and planned to find his brother to retreat together. All he could see was a smiling phantom gradually disappearing in place...
.....................
At this time, it was not just Thor who felt unable to understand the world, but also Ronan and Malekith.
They had seen Odin standing in front of the Golden Palace before, watching their fleets fighting, and they all had their own plans in mind.
Malekith was thinking of running away as soon as possible. Odin couldn't afford to offend him. Unless he retrieved the dark elf's treasured ether particles, he would die in vain if he faced him now.
Ronan, on the other hand, worked harder to command the fleet with full firepower. He wanted to show more enthusiasm and bravery in front of Odin in order to gain favor with him.
But none of them expected that Odin just looked up at them for a while, then turned around and returned to the Golden Palace.
Now they didn't know what to do.
Isn’t Asgard your country? Why do you seem invisible when the fleets are fighting in the sky?
See that cruiser? It's going to crash...ah, it hits the ground and explodes destroying hundreds of houses, do you really not care?
Odin's performance answered them that he really didn't care.
The door of the Golden Palace was open, and the wind blew a leaf slowly past the door, quietly, and Odin had no intention of coming out.
This routine made both of them completely confused. What is this?
If the two sides continue to fight, Immortal Palace will turn into scorched earth.
At this time, Su Ming had returned to the throne room, sitting on Odin's throne, holding the fake eternal gun in one hand, holding his head in the other hand, leaning on the armrest and dozing with his eyes closed.
Gin and Brünnhilde were on the table in the corridor, eating and drinking.
Let's make a fuss, let's blow it up. After weakening the army, we can also weaken the productivity. Let's wait until half of the Immortal Palace is demolished before Su Ming goes out to negotiate terms with Ronan.
There's nothing good to say about Spicy Chicken Shreds. He will have to be killed sooner or later, but Ronan still has some uses. It's up to Ronan to destroy the Supreme Wisdom.
As long as he can help restore the queen, his power in the Kree Empire is almost one person less than ten thousand people. Moreover, Ronan only has hatred for Xandar and the Nova Corps, and his attitude towards the earth is not bad. To be precise,
His attitude towards the aliens is pretty good.
Ronan somewhat sympathized with those genetic experiments, but many of the aliens still considered themselves to be Earthlings.
Ronan is a very contradictory person. He looks down on the people on Earth, but he has some sympathy for them. There are some qualities in the people on Earth that he likes very much.
Such as music and dance.
Kree is a military empire. They have almost no entertainment. Fighting is their entertainment.
The Skrulls and the Kree check each other, and then work together to check the Shi'ar Empire. This is the balance in the universe.
If Su Ming was given the choice, he would rather have dogs eat dogs in the entire universe, so that the earth would be peaceful.
But that’s just thinking about it, because the Earth is the center of the Marvel Universe, and there will always be people keeping an eye on the Earth.
The Golden Palace was very quiet. Su Ming seemed to be the only one at this time. He faced the empty hall, which could accommodate thousands of people, and thought silently.
Hela will probably not show up. She is cunning and should have discovered that the fire in the World Tree is actually just a bait, so everyone should be present now.
It's time to prepare for the ending. Now we are waiting for a damage report and negotiations with other forces.
Just when he was thinking about whether to ask the maid to bring a pot of wine, sisters Frigga and Guerweger came to him first.
"Strong man from Midgard, we want to talk to you."
Frigga was full of the grace of a mother. Even after knowing Su Ming's true identity and seeing him pretending to be Odin sitting on the throne, the expression on his face was very natural, without a trace of dissatisfaction.
On the contrary, her voice was clear and melodious, and her tone was gentle and kind, without any rudeness.
It's just that Gullweger is still holding a laptop next to him, and the black laptop is a little out of place with the splendid hall.
"Greetings to both of you, the Queen of Asgard and the Queen of Vanaheim." Su Ming stood up, the disguise on his body faded, and he nodded to the two of them as he walked down the golden royal steps: "I wonder if you have any questions for me?
What's up?"
Seeing his innocent look, Frigga also stuttered.
Is this what I should ask you?
But her cultivation and wealth were very deep, so she quickly changed the subject: "We don't know your name yet, warrior from Earth."
Su Ming took out a cigarette, lit it, and said vaguely: "The name is just a code name, it has no meaning in itself. I have a code name called Deathstroke."
Whole trees were burning in several huge fireplaces in the hall, and the firelight spread softly on every inch of the floor.
But in the warm room, Frigga seemed to suddenly feel a gust of cold wind.