Chapter 331: Vanaheim

The spaceship landed on the ground paved with gravel, and Ryan jumped out of the spaceship first.

The strong smell of blood came to the face, like walking into a completely closed slaughterhouse without exhaust fans.

All Asgard's soldiers fell to the ground, some were still intact, and some were disassembled into puzzle pieces of different sizes.

It wasn't just the two groups of soldiers who fought just now, the 'prisoners' who were shackled and locked up, after seeing the chaos, their minds became active one by one,

Although their movements are restricted because their hands and feet are bound, there seems to be no difficulty to trap them at the border between life and death. If they want to live, even if they bite with their teeth, they have to bite without hesitation!

So,

making the whole scene even more chaotic.

Wade didn't see it because he was concentrating on driving the spaceship, but Ryan could see it clearly in the sky. First, the two groups of soldiers began to fight hand to hand, and then the two groups of soldiers began to slaughter the "prisoners" first.

When almost all the prisoners were killed, the flames of civil war were lit again.

"How much hatred is this?"

Wade also came over, looked at the tragic situation around him, and said a little bit.

In fact, on the earth, at least in the 21st century, it is difficult to see such a bloody scene. After all, modern people have long started using hot weapons. This kind of fighting between cold weapons is the kind of life Fighting with cold weapons to death is really hard to see again.

There are only a few more bullet holes on the corpse, and the bloody and bloody corpse is completely two concepts in terms of visual effects, and the sensory stimulation they bring to people is of course completely different.

"These people who are handcuffed are prisoners, and I can understand if they kill them, but why are these two groups of soldiers?" Wade scratched his head and said,

When he was a mercenary, he also saw a lot of quarrels among his peers. After all, mercenaries are all for profit, but they belong to the same country, and they can fight so fiercely, which is really unheard of.

"Perhaps, it's because of different philosophies. Different teams belonging to the same country actually have very different philosophies."

Ryan walked up to a corpse. There was still purple blood on the face of the corpse. It seemed to be the captain of one of the teams. Two spears were inserted into the chest, and there were marks of being cut by a knife on the back, bloody and bloody. His right hand was still clutching his weapon tightly.

Just now he was the most murderous, as if he had been beaten with chicken blood, he first killed the captain of another team, and then began to massacre other Asgardian soldiers. The indiscriminate killing here,

It was really indiscriminate killing, because he not only cut down the soldiers of the opposite team, but also the soldiers in his own team!

"I think they're the ones who are crazy."

Wade shook his head, kicked the corpse in front of him,

"We seem to be late, this is all dead."

"There's still one alive over there."

Light black mist lingered in Ryan's eyes. He pointed to a soldier closest to the wormhole, then walked over by himself, knelt down and asked:

"Can you still talk?"

The soldier lay on the ground and blinked,

The blood blocked his vision, so that he could only vaguely see a figure, "Who... are you?"

The voice was very soft. If Ryan's hearing had not been strengthened, he might not have heard what he was saying.

"I also found one here." Wade shouted,

He used the scabbard of his samurai sword to pick out the half-remained body in front of him. This guy should have been attacked by a 'prisoner' and then besieged by the surrounding 'prisoners', so the injury looked a bit miserable.

Ryan raised his head and gave Wade a look. After seeing Wade nodding and lifting the half of his body on the ground to walk further away, he slowly lowered his head and said:

"I just came from Asgard."

"You...are not Asgardian...people."

"...how did you see that?"

"accent..."

"..." Ryan,

In fact, many times, when a foreigner goes to another place, when he imitates the local dialect, he cannot hear the difference between what he speaks and what the locals speak.

However, for the locals, once you open your mouth, you actually expose your identity as a foreigner.

"I came from the earth, you should know about it, your prince and I are friends."

"which one?"

"Sol, I like playing with the hammer." Ryan was a little surprised. From the soldier's words, it seems that the Asgardians still regard Loki as their prince?

Tsk,

If Loki knew this in prison, would he be moved to cry?

"Heh...heh, it's a good thing you're not Loki's...friend, if you are...even if I die now, I won't...answer your question."

Ryan curled his lips upon hearing this.

Okay, Rocky probably will still cry, but not because of being moved, but because of... grievance!

Actually, to be honest,

Although Loki was a bit of a jerk in what he did in other places, he did make some small mistakes when he was in Asgard, but he really didn't make any big mistakes. Instead, he was about to finish playing in Asgard When the time came, he stood up and stood up.

He is like a strange kid who longs for the attention of his family. He will use various mischievous methods to attract the attention of adults, but his heart is actually towards the family.

"You guys, why are you fighting all of a sudden?" Ryan asked.

"I don't know either."

Ryan took a deep breath, resisting the urge to beat the man to death and asked again,

"Are you sure you don't know?"

"Really, really... I don't know why the captain suddenly hit... got up, and he... still attacked us."

Ryan glanced at the body of that 'Brother Indiscriminate Killer'. It seemed that everything was caused by this?

"Then do you know what is on the other side of this wormhole? Is it a planet specially used to detain the range?"

"The opposite is...Wanaheim."

"Isn't Vanaheim the kingdom of giants?" Ryan noticed at this moment that there seemed to be several people in the group of 'prisoners' who were significantly taller than normal adults, and their limbs were thick and they looked powerful.

"right."

"Is this... cross-planet law enforcement?"

"Heh..." The soldier smiled, and blood foamed from his mouth again, "Secret."

"..."

Ryan pursed his lips.

"I've already said so much, why bother, I'm not your enemy."

"That... information... is... irrelevant."

Actually that's right,

The soldier seemed to talk a lot, but this was mainly because he spoke too slowly. In fact, he answered a question in summary, that is, the direction of the wormhole behind him.

"Is there anything else to reveal?" Ryan asked.

"No..."

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