The Rhine River flooded like never before, and the already wide river like a moat suddenly rose a hundred meters high, making people feel a kind of panic just by looking at it. Pen? Interesting? Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 And that's not the most daunting.

The most frightening thing is the serpent that controls the endless flood in the raging waves, and the dense creatures that loom in the flood. Gnomes, giants, demons, and mortals, all creatures that have ever appeared in this world and stepped into the abyss of death have appeared in this flood. The flood did not destroy the bodies of the deceased and sent them back to the world of the dead. Instead, it shelters the demons and goblins, escorting them all the way to the land of Asgard.

For countless years, these prisoners of the dead country have been waiting. As many enemies Asgard has conquered, there are as many vengeful soldiers as there are here. As many demons as the warriors of Asgard have slaughtered, there are as many monsters crawling out of the abyss of death as there are.

It can be said that this is enough power to swallow the whole of Asgard ten times, and it is enough to completely turn this kingdom to ashes. And that's not all the Asgardians have to face.

Fenrir stood high on the ship of the dead, Nagilfa, and its huge body was like the ramming angle of the bow of a ship, and it had a special sense of intimidation. And on the ship where he stood, surrounded by wolves, the most elite warriors of the dead stood like statues, as if waiting for his orders.

It is true that the fallen god has lost most of his descendants, but with Queen Hela in his background, he is not afraid of these meager losses. With a nod, all of its lost offspring can return to this world, and in a more terrifying and murderous manner.

The combination of undead and wolves can already rule the land and the rivers. And in the sky, there are still their armies.

The hordes of warships obscured the sky and the sun, shrouding almost every corner they passed. Surrounded by the tall, cursed warriors, the King of Dark Gnomes stood on the deck and looked down on everything below.

Like those people, he came for revenge. Asgard once took everything he held dear. So now, as a matter of course, he wants justice from Asgard. Or, not just justice.

Thinking of this, Malekith couldn't help but cast his gaze on the big snake below him, and the cold look in his eyes could almost turn into a razor and cut someone's throat. And his self-contained gaze did not escape the eyes of the serpent below who was always watching him.

"What an idiot, do you really think I didn't notice all those little moves of yours?"

Grinning and grinning, Jörmungad stirred up the waves. Makes the flood a little faster. And this appearance made Malekith above directly regard it as a provocation.

"You lead the assault team to set off first, and I will be the first to see the shadow of the Golden Palace."

In the eyes of these cursed warriors, who have long been speechless, the order from the king is absolute. So as soon as he finished speaking, the entire group of twelve cursed warriors standing behind him began to move. Except for the two who were still guarding his side, the others led the elite soldiers and played the role of vanguard.

Malekith had seen Asgard as a meal on the plate, with meat on the anvil. In the face of such a big cake, he had no intention of sharing it with others.

And just as he was greedily and proudly looking at the vanguard, which was about to disappear in the distance, a thunderbolt slammed down.

This dazzling thunder tore through the sky in an instant, and through the defense of the layers of warships, it directly attacked Malekis, and in the face of such an attack, Malekith had not yet reacted. The two cursed warriors guarding him had stepped forward in an instant.

One of the cursed warriors used his chest directly in front of Thunder Lightning. Thunderbolts of thunder slashed at him, unable to break through the thick armor of the cursed warrior except for a brilliant burst of light.

And just as this cursed warrior was using his body to protect his master, another cursed warrior stepped forward, slammed his fist directly behind the lightning. He's not attacking the air, he's attacking the killer who hides in the shadows.

With a loud bang like a loud bell, a short-handled hammer hidden in the electric light was directly whipped out by him. The hammer, which was almost as fast as lightning, couldn't even make the Cursed Warrior take a step back, and was struck down like a baseball on top of another battleship.

The huge battleship was engulfed by the flames in an instant, although the flying hammer was not big, but the huge power also smashed the entire battleship in an instant, and the battleship that was unfortunately smashed into the power furnace had no other choice but to turn into a torch.

Amidst the rumbling sound and rolling waves, the unfortunate battleship was quickly overwhelmed by a huge flood. Many of them were lucky enough to escape the danger of the battleship blowing itself up, but as soon as they got out of the battleship, they were dragged to pieces by the demons and monsters hidden in the water, and then stuffed the minced meat into their mouths like gluttonous hyenas.

Before the war began, the goblins were eager to reach out to their allies. This behavior instills anger and fear in those who see it. In this case, Malekith blushed and forcibly shifted his gaze, instead focusing on the place where the lightning had just struck.

"Thor, the god of Thor, of Asgard, is this what you are capable of? Do you not even have the courage to fight head-on, except for a sneak attack? ”

"Is a stray dog who knows nothing but a sneak attack qualified to say such things?" The thunder sounded again, and a flash of lightning flew into the air from under the battleship, which had already sunk. Then Malekith saw Thor, dressed in armor and scarlet, catch his artifact, Myornir, and stand high in the air looking at him with a look of contempt.

The last thing he could tolerate for a man like Malekis, who thought highly of himself, was the contempt of others, especially those whom he didn't take seriously at all. This made him so angry that he didn't even think much of it, and pointed at Thor and shouted angrily.

"A mere lost dog is qualified to bark at me? Someone, kill him for me! ”

As soon as he finished speaking, a cursed warrior rose from the ground and pounced on Thor in mid-air. Although he can't fly, a pounce of hundreds of meters makes him almost no different from flying. And in the face of this monster that can catch his flying hammer with his bare hands, Thor has no idea of fighting him at all.

Picking up Mjölnir, he immediately raised his height, and then in an instant he turned into thunder, and pounced on the enemy with a hammer. This time his target was no longer Malekith above, but the ship on which he was standing. As for his own combat goals, Thor is very clear. At this time, it is far more effective to delay the enemy than to kill or injure the enemy.

When he first saw Thor, Malekith had a lot of ideas. He thinks that this is a fool who has been carried away by the revenge of killing his mother, a fool who only knows how to fight for his life. It is precisely because of this contempt that he did not have time to make effective precautions.

In an instant, a large hole was carved out of the flagship at his feet. Although the ship was much larger than the others, it began to lose its balance and slowly fell downwards due to Thor's violent demolition.

This situation made Malekith's face even more ugly. He jerked away the cursed warrior who was guarding him before shouting at him.

"Leave me alone, go get this little bug to death first. Listen, I don't care what means you use, get him to me as soon as possible. Also, don't let me see that damn snake. Even if all the people on this ship are dead, I won't allow anyone to call for help from that snake, understand? ”

Nodding, the last of the Cursed Warriors rushed towards the place beneath him where explosions kept ringing. Malekith, on the other hand, snorted coldly and walked into a hidden room alone. It was his own escape pod, and with this thing, he could quickly transfer to another battleship. So, Thor's actions didn't mean much to him at all, except for the loss of face for him.

However, what Malekith cares about most is his face. He had been completely enraged by Thor, and by this time he had made up his mind that he would kill this damn Thor first, no matter what.

And looking at the movement in the sky, the huge snake slowly stretched out its head and let out a strange sigh of emotion.

"Is this the king of the Dark Gnome's generation, what a good guy. What a stupid guy! ”

"Why, aren't you going to rescue this king of yours?"

Fenrir couldn't help but hiss and sneered when he heard it. And at this somewhat mocking laughter, Ye Mengjiade just shook his head.

"That's his business, I can't control it. And, don't you think we have something to do? ”

As soon as he finished speaking, the peaks on both sides of the river bank in front of him burst open. The huge mountain peak, as if halved by a giant, fell straight down the river of the Rhine with billowing rubble and smoke and dust.

The river was blocked, and the monstrous flood was stopped in an instant. Countless undead were carried and slammed into the rubble, and they suddenly fell into a shattered end. And looking at all this, both Jörmungard and Fenrir had a completely indifferent expression.

"Looks like our opponents are already here. How, are you interested? ”

"Of course, I can't wait to drink blood!"

The demon wolf's eyes showed bloodthirsty scarlet, and for his appearance, Ye Mengjiade couldn't help but sneer in his heart.

"You're just an idiot!" (To be continued.) )