Chapter 717 God's Battlefield
Somewhere in the universe, there is a fantasy land.
Here, there is an old saying:
If you tilt the universe on its side, anything that falls, will fall here.
So here is where the lost things are.
"Ah, it's too bad, it's just this one chance, I have to get it!"
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Nine Worlds, Wertheim
poof~
"ah···"
Plop——
"Ugh—"
Plop!
"Ahhh!! FK, obviously I was the last one to jump, why is it at the bottom...cough cough..."
Whitehall was lying on the ground with a disheveled face, his face was a little painful. Behind him, a total of four Hydra soldiers fell one after another and hit him.
"Doctor, are you okay?"
"FK, hurry up and go away, ahem..."
Several soldiers quickly got up and floated Whitehall from the ground.
At this moment, Whitehall is not as elegant as before. His clothes, face, and hairstyle were stained with sand and soil, and two small bloody gashes were cut on his face, not to mention that he was crushed by three people just now. .
The ability of that alien woman, apart from devouring vitality, will not increase the level of physical strength at all, so his physical function is no different from that of ordinary people, at most, the recovery of small wounds is faster.
But Whitehall is not in the mood to care about these now.
Pushing his glasses, he looked around.
Mottled stone walls, deep caves, this is a cave.
As for the ground, there are garbage thrown by those children everywhere, this must be the other side of the crossing space!
Whitehall closed his eyes, took a deep breath, and broke into a sudden grin.
Muttering in a low voice.
"It must be right... that's right, that's the feeling. I can feel the breath of ancient power, and even the air here smells like that."
"Hehehehe, leave someone here to guard, remember, anyone who shows up will be shot and killed."
"yes!"
Whitehall tidied up his messy hairstyle, as if he had regained his confidence, and strode out of the cave.
The three soldiers behind hurriedly followed.
But the moment they walked out of the cave.
shocked.
The endless black plain.
There was no sun, and the gloomy sky was covered with dark clouds.
Most importantly, the area in front of them is a battlefield!
The place where the dark elves once fought against the Asgardian army!
At a glance, wreckage is everywhere.
The huge cross-shaped battleship has gradually disintegrated after thousands of years, but the shocking huge skeleton still stands on this land.
In the black land around the battleship, there are still weapons and armor with a faint halo. These weapons belong to the Asgardian army. Even with the passage of time, the magic inscriptions on them have not completely dissipated.
These weapons were immediately noticed by Whitehall. He couldn't understand this pattern very well. This is definitely the battlefield of gods!
In addition, what attracted Whitehall's attention the most were the huge black humanoid frames among the countless wreckages.
Whitehall walked in front of one of them, and just standing here, he could feel the breath of darkness, death, and destruction rushing towards his face.
This breath makes people feel suffocated.
Whitehall stretched out his hand to stroke the black bone armor, and even felt a force that wanted to tear himself apart and swallow him.
"Perfect, this is the perfect warrior! Absolute power, and not the only one!"
"But, this is not what I want, what I want is your source of creation!"
Whitehall admired the body of the 'Cursed Warrior' for a while, then turned and walked towards the nearest battleship.
Although he focused on the evolution of biological systems, the soaring strength of Baron Sterak also made him fancy the power of technology. This spaceship will definitely not be inferior to those biological battleships of Chitauri.
At this moment, a very rapid "didi" sound suddenly came from the ears of several people.
When several people turned around, a black grenade shining red light exploded instantly.
boom----
A circle of energy shock waves with only 'darkness and light' bloomed instantly.
The faint black light seemed to swallow everything.
The armor on the ground, the black sand, and the three Hydra soldiers were all sucked into the central point in the blink of an eye.
Armor torn, crushed, bones snapped, shattered.
There was a crunching sound, frantic rushing into Whitehall's ears, but he couldn't even scream now.
The small black hole lasted for about three or four seconds, and when the time was up, the light disappeared.
Everything seemed to have never happened, and the three Hydra soldiers didn't even leave a drop of blood.
Whitehall fell to the ground with a thud, and let go of the wreckage of the battleship he was holding on to before.
Fortunately, he walked far enough ahead, otherwise he would have ended up with the three of them now.
Step~step~step~
The heavy footsteps made him turn his head vigilantly, and a crimson energy beam flew past his face.
"Stand still, mortal."
"Wait, don't kill me! I don't have any weapons!"
The voice with its own bass reverberation sounded, and Whitehall looked at the three armored men in front of him, and raised his hands behind his head without any hesitation.
He recognized the masks of these people. In this battlefield, apart from the golden armor and spears and swords, these were the discarded guns with the masks.
This group of people is the gods of one side of this war, and it seems to be the side of technology. The fastest updated Qiqi novel
When a masked soldier put the bracelet of imprisonment on Whitehall, the white-haired black elf without a mask walked up to him.
"This is the world of dark elves, mortals, how did you get here."
Whitehall was overjoyed, since he would kill him if he didn't come up, there was room for him to stay.
Dark elves, he knows the name of this race, and the information on Nordic mythology is not collected for nothing.
"Dear Your Excellency the Dark Elf, I come from Earth, and I entered here through a space entrance."
"Is the space where the celestial bodies converge..."
The white-haired black elf bowed his head in thought for a while, glanced at Whitehall, and raised his hand to the soldiers beside him.
Whitehall didn't understand what this meant, and his expression changed immediately.
"Mortal, your weak physique will die here in a short time. I did this out of kindness to you."
"Wait, don't kill me! I have something important to tell you about Asgard and the Dragon Clan!"
"Cease fire!"
The white-haired black elf narrowed his eyes, walked over and looked directly at him: "You mean Asgard?"
"Yes." Whitehall nodded quickly: "Not only Asgard, but also the dragon race, they frequently appeared on Earth during this time."
"Dragon?"
quite a while.
"Come with me, the Elf King wants to see you."