Chapter 618 I am Thor, the God of Thunder, for the glory of the God of the North!
"Then I'll give you a favor, otherwise..."
Hela stopped and snorted, "I have a lot of tricks to deal with that old man's son!"
Black Superman directly called up the authority of the War Fortress, turned on the telepathic transmission device, and a beam of light shone on Black Superman, Hela, and Thor, taking them to the War Fortress.
After all, Hela and Thor made too much noise this time...
"Epshar, take Her Excellency Hela to visit our Watchers Alliance." Black Superman ordered Epshar.
"No problem!"
Epshar agreed happily with a smile on his face, and took Hela away.
Black Superman turned his head and looked at Thor.
"Kuku--!"
Although he wanted to laugh, Black Superman held back because it didn't fit his style.
... Mainly because Thor was too funny now, and Hela shaved his head bald.
Now he really said: I am the son of Odin, the king of Asgard, the god of thunder, Thor Jinjiang.
"Jinjiang... No, Thor, your father asked you to come to Earth to find me, is there something?" Black Superman coughed twice and said seriously.
Thor looked depressed, he said: "My father has seen through the Warlock's Eye that the dark elves sleeping in the universe have revived, let me remind you to be careful."
"Because next, the dark elves may attack Asgard because Asgard broke through Wat Alheim; they may also attack the earth because the dark elves' treasure, the ether particles, have fallen on the earth."
"Since both of us are facing the threat of the dark elves, then maybe we can form an alliance to deal with it and reduce casualties, what do you think?"
Black Superman pondered, indeed, the reality gem fell into his hands, the dark elves will definitely not give up, and sooner or later they will come to the earth to make trouble.
Then he might as well go to Asgard and let the dark elves come to Asgard to find him, so as not to set up the battlefield on Earth and cause trouble, wasting the reform opportunity he has worked for so long.
Now the reform in America is going very well, it can be said to be in full swing, the president is basically sidelined, all kinds of dirty things are blamed on him, sooner or later he will have to take the blame for Bai Ye and others and die.
Well, the future is bright, but the road is tortuous. America has been founded for 200 years and has entered the end of the dynasty cycle. There are a lot of problems and problems, the most important thing is class solidification.
There has always been a saying in the Western world that a family has to go through three generations. The first generation burns, kills, and robs to complete the bloody primitive accumulation; the second generation begins to whitewash, do good deeds, walk the white road, and get involved in politics; the third generation is completely whitewashed, studying and engaging in politics!
...This makes some sense. For example, Stark Group was founded by Tony's grandfather Isaac Stark in the early 19th century. During World War II, Tony's father Howard Stark further expanded the scale of Stark Group. In Tony's hands, the energy complex Stark Group has become a super giant enterprise that can influence the world situation; and the Osborn Group also originated from Amberson Osborn, the father of Norman Osborn. By the time of Harry Osborn, it is also the third generation.
Therefore, the class solidification problem in America is too difficult to solve. Even if Tony and Bai Ye try various methods, they can only solve the scabies. They still have to form the Earth Federation as soon as possible to solve this group of international capitalists parasitic on America... Capital flow? I'll see where your money can flow to!
"White... Black Superman, come and see, an unknown warship has used space jump and entered the earth." Zhao Hailun hurried over. When she saw Black Superman, she couldn't help but feel happy. She almost blurted out the words on her lips, but fortunately her reason pulled her back in time and corrected the address.
"Emmmmmm... Didn't you say that Cao Cao is here, the dark elves are here?" Black Superman said in his heart.
Arrived at the monitoring room in the war fortress.
The scene in front of him came into view.
A black giant ship like a sharp sword appeared in the sky above the Thames without any warning. Its huge body covered the sky and brought a palpitating sense of oppression. The cold metal shell reflected a faint light in the afterglow of the setting sun, which was both cold and mysterious, like the scales of an ancient beast, flashing an ominous omen in the dusk sky.
The appearance of the warship aroused the curiosity of the people around, and many people stopped to look up...
The next moment, the warship started, the engine roared, the river water was stirred up, and the huge waves rolled, forming a terrible wall of water, which hit the banks of the Thames fiercely.
Seeing the flood coming, the people who stopped just screamed and ran away, and the streets were in chaos. People pushed and trampled on each other, and the scene was out of control for a time.
...Londoners still lack the simplicity of New Yorkers.
The black warship was like a huge steel beast, driving recklessly on the streets of London. Its route was like a sharp blade, ruthlessly cutting this ancient and prosperous city apart.
Where the warship passed, buildings collapsed one after another, and bricks and glass fragments splashed, falling on the panicked crowd like a rainstorm.
On the streets, people fled in all directions, desperately escaping from this horrible disaster scene.
"Aether particles... Aether particles have appeared here!" Malekith shouted a little frantically.
The dark elves have held the Aether particles for a long time, and have studied them thoroughly and know how to find them. However, when the Aether particles turned back into the Reality Gem and were taken into Bai Ye's pocket, Malekith suddenly discovered with horror that he seemed to have lost the Aether particles.
It was not the kind of Aether particles that he could sense intermittently after being sealed by King Baoer, but the Aether particles that he had completely and completely lost.
How is this possible?
How can this be?
The Aether particles are the hope of their dark elves to avenge Asgard and the hope of the dark elves to rise again!
If it weren't for the Aether particles, he would not have chosen to sleep with the dark elves for thousands of years, just waiting for the Aether particles to get into trouble.
Now...
It's gone!
It's all gone!
Hahahahahaha!
Malekith is almost crazy.
His current state is like that of the Jewish elder Jinchi - you must have hidden the Gaza, give it back to me! This is the first time I've seen such a good Gaza, even if I wear it for one night, it's worth it! My precious Gaza, my precious Gaza!
"Who of you took my ether particles? Hand them over to me! You lowly Midgardians!" Malekith's eyes were bloodshot.
He didn't take the earthlings seriously at all. After all, five thousand years before Malekith fell asleep, the earthlings seemed to be just like primitive people.
That's why he dared to drive the warships to the gathering place of the Midgard crowd, regardless of the casualties, because in his eyes, except for Asgard, the nine kingdoms were all trash!
To be a slave to the dark elves, you have to consider whether you are worthy or not.
"The breath of ether particles has clearly leaked here before, why is it gone? Why is it gone!?" Malekith drove the battleship and rushed forward: "Thief! Come out! I know you are here! You have the ability to steal things, but you dare not stand up and admit it?"
John Bull could not let Malekith mess around in London, so not long after, more than a dozen Typhoon fighters took off from the military base and pointed directly at the black giant ship that was running around in London.
The muzzles of the fighter jets sprayed hot flames, like angry fire dragons, interweaving with the anti-aircraft artillery fire on the ground into a metal torrent, hitting the hull of the huge and mysterious black giant ship.
However, the black battleship seemed to be wearing indestructible armor, and it was not shaken at all by the overwhelming attack, and did not show any damage.
A dazzling blue light suddenly flashed on the surface of the black giant ship, like the first light of dawn, and instantly formed an energy shield, blocking all the incoming shells one by one.
On the streets of London, the black warship still stood tall, proudly suspended in the sky, like an invincible monarch, overlooking the tiny humans under his feet.
"I gave you five thousand years to catch up with the wisdom and power of the dark elves, and the result is only this level? It's really disappointing, you rubbish!" Malekith stood on the bridge of the warship, with a scornful smile on his lips.
"Dark elves! You should go back to your Val Alheim!"
Thor, holding Thor's hammer, descended from the sky, carrying thunder and anger, and suddenly smashed the huge and ferocious warship of the dark elves with a hammer.
Midgard is the territory of Asgard, and the guardian of Midgard, Black Superman, is his good friend. How can we let these twisted dark elves like maggots do whatever they want here?
"Zizi--!"
Accompanied by a sharp sound of electricity, the energy shield of the giant ship suddenly became unstable under Thor's thunderous blow, and it could collapse at any time.
"Who are you? Why are you attacking us? Are you the one who stole the ether particles of our dark elves?"
Thor was very proud: "I am the son of Odin, the heir of Asgard, the god of thunder, Thor!"
"Odin's son? Haha!" Malekith said viciously: "I am hitting Odin's son! Algorim, you go and deal with him!"
Thor's hammer did not completely knock down the energy shield of the giant ship, but if he hits it a few more times, that's not certain.
And the dark elves were all exterminated by Asgard. They can't get the ether particles. They may not be able to beat Asgard and Odin now, but can they not beat Odin's stupid son?
"Leave it to me!"
Algorim walked out with a ferocious look.
The hatred of exterminating a clan is more terrible than killing one's parents.
Being able to fuck the prince of Asgard is probably a temptation that no dark elf can resist.
"Die! Asgardian!"
Algorim roared, like a ferocious beast, rushing towards Thor.
Thor looked at Algorim, who was burly and wearing a bull-head armor, and a trace of disdain flashed in his eyes. Who am I, what is your status, and dare to challenge me?
This is simply courting death!
Thor took a deep breath and raised Thor's hammer. Suddenly, thunder danced wildly in the sky, and lightning swirled in the air like a mad dragon, making a deafening roar.
"Come on, let me see how capable you are!" Thor shouted, and swung Thor's hammer violently. A huge lightning bolt attacked the cursed warrior Algorim like a mad dragon.
Unexpectedly, the cursed warrior Algorim charged forward against the thunder, like a fearless bull, roaring through the blockade of lightning and thunder, and rushed to Thor with an unstoppable momentum.
His eyes burned with the flames of hatred, and his muscles were tense under the bull-head armor, as if every inch of his skin contained destructive power. Algorim gathered all his strength and punched out, carrying the cursed dark energy, hitting Thor's chest like a meteorite hitting the earth.
Strong energy fluctuations erupted in the air, tearing the surrounding air apart, forming twisted air currents.
Thor's eyeballs also bulged, and he felt that his internal organs were about to be shattered by this punch.
With a "bang", Thor's body was heavily shot into the ruins of London like a ground-penetrating missile, stirring up a cloud of dust and gravel.
Seeing this, the cursed warrior Algorim raised a cruel smile on his face, and chased after him without any hesitation.
Amidst the smoke and ruins, Thor climbed up with difficulty, bleeding profusely, but still raised the Thor's hammer in his hand again: "I am Thor, the god of thunder, for the glory of the northern gods!"
The thunder shone again.
The cursed warrior suddenly appeared in front of Thor, and he grabbed Thor's arm holding the hammer with his backhand. Regardless of the thunder that continued to burst out from the handle of Thor's hammer, he pressed Thor's hand hard and pressed the hammer head of Thor's hammer towards Thor's head.
Looking at this posture, the cursed warrior was going to smash Thor's head with his own hammer.
Thor held on hard, his veins bulged, and sweat dripped from his forehead.
But even if Thor's hammer helped him, it couldn't beat the cursed warrior's pure value, which was several times his.
There was madness in the eyes of the cursed warrior Algorithm. He seemed to have seen the scene of Odin looking at his son whose head was smashed. How wonderful it must be.
Thor was about to give up.
Just when his strength was loosened...
A hand gently grabbed the arm of the cursed warrior: "It's fine if you win, but you also want to kill someone. Don't you take my Thunder Hand... Black Superman seriously?"
As he spoke, seeing Thor lying on the ground, Black Superman gently shook his head, and his eyes couldn't help but reveal a trace of pity: Gods and ghosts are all showing off, only Thor is being beaten! (End of this chapter)