Rumble—
Thor, wrapped from head to toe in countless dazzling arcs of lightning, suddenly raised Mjolnir high in his palm.
The next second, Mjolnir, continuously bursting with terrifying lightning, came crashing down with thunderous force, smashing squarely into the last Cursed Warrior's head!
Splat!
Only after the Cursed Warrior's entire head burst apart like overripe fruit, scattering into countless chunks of flesh and blood,
did Thor, his expression twisted, finally take a deep breath and barely relax from the nerve-wracking battle.
At the same time, Rorschach, carrying the Scythe of Blood in his palm, drove his Vibranium Power Armor over.
He immediately told Thor the details of the Dark Elves' assault.
Rorschach also instinctively concluded that the undead plague currently ravaging Asgard was likely the vicious handiwork of those bastards.
Having recovered some of his strength, Thor nearly decided on the spot to join Rorschach in a space boarding action and wipe out those damned Dark Elves once and for all!
Boom boom boom—
At the same time, on the ground battlefield within Asgard,
smoke and dust drifted everywhere between the buildings.
The Weepers, armed with heavy weapons such as Assault Cannons and Heavy Bolters, used ranks of Abominants continuously arranging themselves into neat formations as metal walls.
Mostly clad in Terminator Power Armour, they advanced slowly but resolutely, maintaining ceaseless fire coverage against the staggering Asgardian undead.
Judging from the current situation, standard Bolters often required an entire magazine of bolts to inflict fatal damage upon an Asgardian.
Only some assault squads carrying specially made armor-piercing ammunition could fully demonstrate the Astartes' precision marksmanship, dropping the more active undead with a single shot.
Buzz buzz buzz—
Just then, AI Stark, whose scanning system had vaguely detected something rapidly approaching, swiftly arrived before Jane Foster, who was carefully observing the