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Fisher thought that he would defeat the opponent's seven or eight spaceships in succession would make Spicy Chicken retreat, and Mingjin would withdraw his troops and wait for the next day to fight again, but the cold-blooded degree of the other party was beyond Fisher's imagination.

Most of the spaceships that fell carried a lot of commandos, and they were all veterans who had followed the spicy chicken silk for I don't know how many years, and falling on the ground in Asgard was equivalent to a sheep in the mouth of a tiger, compared with the unbearable American red neck of Ferra, these seemingly honest civilians are the real folk style, I haven't mentioned it before, the heroic warriors of Asgard are standing troops, the kind that trains all year round, and other Asgardian citizens, although they are not so exaggerated, will also take their own equipment to the barracks every year to practice for a period of time, In addition, it has a long lifespan, so it is called a martial virtue.

And now these uncles and uncles are copying knives with the help of the terrain, jumping out from time to time and shouting at the dog thief to look at the sword, and then give the unfamiliar dark elves a few knives and run, the dizzy dark elf soldiers are like trapped in the ice Woolly bear ten-level car at the moment, the opponent is a rabbit with 40 fires per capita, and then you have to confess, and then Spicy Chicken Sizhen didn't care about the life or death of these subordinates.

After being blocked from the air route, Spicy Chicken Shreds dispatched a reserve force very decisively, killing all the way from the ultra-low altitude, and killing from the main gate of the Asgardian Palace, and because most of the guards were transferred to suppress the riot, the gate defense was empty, plus Spicy Chicken Shreds had already prepared weapons of mass destruction, and the heroic warriors who defended the gate rushed into the streets very quickly.

"Kill them all, and leave not one behind!" A black spicy chicken silk led the guards to step on the withered corpse on the ground, with tears in his eyes, how many years, I was ridden on the head and, and now it's finally time for me to pull it back!

The Dark Elves were advancing extremely fast with their energy weapons, and while Odin and Thor were busy hammering the ramps running around into cakes, the Dark Elves had already rushed to his throne hall.

"Woo woo~" A hundred-man Heroic Warrior lined up a spear array and a shield wall in front of the dark elves.

"Fire!"

"Rush!"

The two teams of men and horses with different equipment fought fiercely, and the Heroic Warrior relied on the enchanted shield to resist the long-range fire of the Dark Elves, closing the distance, and using the sharp enchanted sword in his hand to tell the Dark Elves that the era had not changed.

However, the big bulge in the hands of the dark elves was also fatal to the heroic warriors who broke away from the shield wall, and the two sides fought fiercely, but in the end, the dark elves who used their guns won the final victory.

"The Aether Gem is up there, go and bring it to me!" Because Spicy Chicken had to wait for his adjutant to meet, he sent his men up first, anyway, now Asgard's troops have been cut off by themselves, and Odin Thor is still on the lower floor, and he can slowly turn their throne hall upside down!

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As soon as the dark elf soldiers who obeyed the boss's orders entered the corridor of the uppermost building area, they found that it was empty, the silence was terrifying, and the cautious dark elf soldiers did not dare to divide their troops, and they marched all the way along the main road, and soon arrived at a long closed corridor outside the dormitory, and at the end of the corridor, there stood a peerless handsome man standing with a sword.

"Didn't the boss come?" Fisher looked at the dark elf in front of him, and yawned in disappointment, he wanted to try the trick he had just come up with, but a bunch of miscellaneous soldiers came.

The dark elf soldiers who couldn't understand the lingua franca of the universe looked at each other, this guy is still standing here if he doesn't run, he should be a fool, and it is most important to quickly solve the other party and then get the gem to complete the task.

A Dark Elf soldier raised his weapon and was about to open fire, when his head exploded with a thud.

"Everyone, don't talk about martial arts!" Fisher threw aside the still smoking blaster aside, and then used the telekinetic field to seal the back of the corridor, and the spiritual energy was continuously instilled into the big sword in his right hand, and in the dark corridor, the sword in the stone shining golden light was extremely conspicuous.

"It's my favorite part again!"

"Fire!" The dark elf soldiers realized that something was wrong, and the soldiers in the front row raised their rifles to shoot a volley, but it was useless, in the face of the beam of light, Fisher was not afraid at all, and the big sword in his hand flew up and down, dancing like a tiger, and then used the telekinetic field to block all the beams.

"Damn, it's a shame, can't you shoot at my sword?" The annoyed Fisher didn't care about pacing forward slowly to give the other party a sense of oppression, and directly stepped forward to make a jump, and the three unlucky eggs in front of him were instantly cool.

The tragic death of their companion frightened the remaining Dark Elf soldiers, and the two men at the end of the group rushed back to the gate blocked by Fisher's telekinesis, trying to escape, while the few in front continued to attack in a trembling manner.

Fisher picked up his broadsword and slashed down a dark elf, then drew his blade and grabbed the hilt of the sword with his backhand, and with a sideways slash, a frightened and twisted head flew out, and then his left hand extended his telekinesis, lifting a dark elf to the ceiling, and with a flick of the big sword in his hand, the two bodies fell to the ground.

"Why does this scene always feel familiar!" With a flick of his left hand, Fisher, who was muttering in his heart, disarmed the last few dark elves in front of him, and then the unarmed guys were cut into mosaics one by one.

After dealing with these soldiers, without waiting for Fisher to walk back to his old position and continue to poss, the gate sealed by him was smashed and deformed, Fisher ripped off his mind, and the two gates creaked and fell, and then a two-meter-and-five-meter-tall hideous body took the lead in walking in, and behind him, there was a spicy chicken shredded with a Sima face.

"Did you do it? Who is it? Seeing the tragic death of his subordinates, the spicy chicken shredded mouth can be said.

"If you are on earth, you can call me a feverish father!" Fisher replied solemnly.

“father？” Although I don't understand the specific meaning of this word, I always feel that something is wrong.

"Okay, father, since you are an earthling, then I can be merciful and allow Gou to live in the world and serve me, now get out of the way!" Spicy chicken thinks that the other party is so capable of fighting, and it seems that it is not bad to accept it as a subordinate, but it is too ugly (the dark elves have a point of view)

"It stands to reason that if you call me father, I should make way for it, but for the sake of the big plan, it's okay to call me a soft one, and I have to have the Aether Gem, so please die to these ugly monsters!" Fisher sighed, it was so ugly, it simply tarnished the word elf!

"Argorim!" Spicy Chicken Snorted coldly and ordered his adjutant to attack.

"Haha, little cub, I'm going to pinch the out!" The Dark Elf lieutenant gave a bloodthirsty grin, and then his body shot out like a cannonball, crashing into Fisher.

"It's good to come!" Fisher's eyes lit up, and psionic energy poured into the stone sword, then plunged the shining blade into the floor.

"Refraction blinds!" The dazzling light burst out with the contact between the greatsword and the floor, directly illuminating the eyes of all the dark elves, and they couldn't see anything at all.

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