IAM BACK~
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Boom - Boom - -
Thunder resounded through the sky, lightning tore through the black clouds, and ten thousand people shouted in unison. Their killing intent soared into the sky, turning the clouds over the rain, as if a flood dragon was dancing.
Thunder rumbled above the plains, like ten thousand horses breaking through the clouds. The flags in the army formation fluttered, and war spears stood in great numbers. The murderous aura of iron and blood soared into the sky. Looking from afar, it was like endless golden clouds, sweeping with an extremely shocking momentum.
He looked carefully.
The faces of the warriors charging at the front were red with frostbite. They had rough beards on their lower jaw, and their armor was covered with mottled marks. What they held in their hands were not spears, but two rusty red hand axes.
Although they did not have excellent equipment, the blood aura they released was enough to shock the dark elves from a distance of several hundred meters.
A moment later, the two armies clashed.
In just a glance, this group of warriors holding hand axes displayed astonishing strength.
Along with the collision of flesh and armor, the sound of bones cracking was heard. The well-equipped Dark Elf Army collapsed like wheat. Countless broken limbs and blood were sprinkled on the barren plain.
Then, screams rose and fell.
However, the thunder-like shouts covered their screams in an instant. Those warriors with long beards, red beards, and axes were like madmen. They showed a powerful crushing posture, breaking through the defense line of the Dark Elves.
"Berserker.. I didn't expect them to still be here!"
After seeing this army, Malekith, who was at the back, had a dark expression on his face. Under his twitching and trembling face, there was a strong sense of fear.
Six thousand years ago, the one who had used the strength of a single army to forcefully stall and defeat the Curse Warrior was this fanatical warrior who held two axes and honored war and blood.
It had to be known that the Curse Warrior was an invincible army that had been transformed by ether particles and was almost immortal, but in the end, it was defeated by this fanatical warrior. It could be seen how terrifying and powerful it was.
The Berserker was an elite of Asgard.
They were born for war, and their blood flowed with angry genes. Blood and injuries would only make them stronger.
Once they joined the war, they would be like wolves. They would never stop until they tore apart the enemy's throat.
"It's time to return the hatred from six thousand years ago to you!" Malekith crushed the armrest, and his eyes revealed a cold light. He said coldly, "Let the Curse Warriors attack and stop the charging Berserker."
The only thing that could contend against the Berserker was the Curse Warriors who were not afraid of death, but they were only barely able to resist.
But fortunately, this was enough!
Malekith looked up at the starry sky, and his lips curled into a cold smile. "The stars are about to return to their positions. At that time, all of you will not be able to escape the fate of certain death!"
The charge of the Berserker army was blocked. The Dark Elf fleet took off and aimed at Asgarda, who was weak in the air. They launched a round of indiscriminate bombing, completely ignoring the allies who were fighting below.
"Damn it, this guy is crazy!"
Thor watched as the army was bombarded. He roared angrily, "He doesn't even care about his own clansmen!"
The target of the Dark Elven Warship was not only Asgard, but also the Dark Elven Army that was resisting. However, Malekith was completely unconcerned and even bombarded his own people.
Unfortunately, what Thor did not know was.
These Dark Elves who had fought with him had already died six thousand years ago. Now, they had only reappeared in the afterimages of the past, so Malekith did not care.
Facing the bombardment from above, the Asgardian army was in great pain.
Due to the previous two sneak attacks, Asgarda currently lacked air combat power, and the number of warships remaining was only a hundred. It was simply not enough to withstand the thousands of dark elves' warships.
"Damn it!"
In a fit of anger, Thor raised the Thunder God Hammer, wanting to summon the power of thunder to shatter the dark elves' warships.
However, Malekith had already expected this.
As the dark clouds gathered and covered the sky above the warship, Malekith sneered and got up from the skeleton throne.
Then.
Malekith raised his hands to the sky, and then the earth suddenly shook violently. A huge magic array slowly appeared.
"Feel the great fear."
As soon as this greenish-green magic array appeared, it displayed a powerful force, instantly dispersing the dark clouds that covered the sky.
A faint black fog spread out, emitting an oppressive aura. It was as if some terrifying existence from ancient times was watching them through this magic array.
"This feeling."
Loki's face was pale as he stared fixedly at the magic array. He had an ominous feeling in his heart.
Unlike any other magic form in the past, this magic array had neither complicated incantations nor complex lines. He could not even see the form of any elements.
This was a strange magic that even Loki had never seen before. It could even be said that its existence completely violated the foundation of magic.
The element of its composition was too simple!
It was so simple that it was only an eight-pointed star, and it was in an extremely irregular shape. It was like a pencil under a child's hand, recklessly twisting and drawing a line that was bent and filled with strange lines.
Odin had sacrificed an eye and obtained enlightenment from the World Tree. He had learned the powerful magic, 'Luhn rune', but that was understandable. The painting was filled with order, a complete system of text.
However, the magic array in front of him
Loki could not think of any words to describe it, but it was strange and twisted, chaotic and disorderly lines, twisted and concise structures, contrary to all the magic he knew.
To bet on the dignity of a god of tricks, Loki's intuition told him that this was definitely not a magic that was known in the real world, and the degree of danger far exceeded that of the magic he was familiar with.
"Damn it, Thor, hurry up and stop him!"
Cold sweat broke out on Loki's forehead, and he shouted at Thor with a pale face, full of fear.
"F*ck, do you think I don't want to?!"
Thor waved his Thunder God Hammer and smashed the dark elf in front of him to death. He roared with a serious expression, "I don't know what that guy did, but I can't summon lightning now!"
"Could it be"
Loki's expression suddenly changed. He tried to release his avatar magic, but he found that he could not sense any magic power. He immediately showed a frightened expression and said in horror, "This is bad. He sealed our magic spring!"
Asgard's magic spring came from the ancient World Tree. With the nourishment of the World Tree's magic spring, they could possess a strong physique, as well as the creation of magic and technology.
But now.
The foundation of Asgarda's strength was directly sealed by Malekith This meant that they had lost their magic, so how could Loki not feel panic?
But then, they discovered an even more terrifying thing.
Compared to the fear of being sealed by Malekith, the fear that could be understood by biological logic, from the huge magic array suspended in the dark sky, a rusty giant brown eye appeared, which was beyond normal logic.
The brown eyes did not have the slightest bit of life, and they emitted an overwhelming and powerful aura.
A thick, brown mist overflowed from the magic array, and it emitted a loud sound like rolling thunder. Just hearing it made one's heart beat wildly, and their blood pressure rose uncontrollably. Even breathing became extremely difficult.
"What is that"
Thor and Loki widened their eyes, staring blankly into the giant brown eyes, their hearts beating faster as fear set in.