Twilight of the Gods / The Dark Elves' Sorrow

"You talk too much nonsense!"

However, a pale hand with black nail polish suddenly plunged in, Hela snorted coldly as she stepped forward and pressed down on the hilt of her sword.

In an instant, the entire Asgardian Realm trembled slightly, and a vast amount of energy flowed into the Rainbow Bridge.

Once the value spiked to the maximum, a thick, multicolored beam of light suddenly bombarded the fleet in the vast universe!

Chapter 870, Section 910: Ragnarok

A dazzling beam of light, even thicker than the diameter of Asgard, traversed space and projected itself above the Star Worm Gate where the Dark Elves fleet was gathered.

Boom!

In an instant, the aurora swept across, and the densely packed dark fleet vanished like pencil marks erased on a piece of white paper, followed by bursts of intense fire.

Seeing the battle unfold, Kevin was filled with apprehension at the power of the Rainbow Bridge.

As far as he knew, those advanced civilizations that ranked highly generally possessed interstellar strike capabilities, and each had its own powerful weapons.

For example, the Lieyang Clan's [Solar Flare Bombardment] and the Angel Civilization's [Heavenly Blade Judgment]. As for the Asgardian God Clan, who have roamed the universe for many years, they naturally have their own trump cards up their sleeves.

This is the Rainbow Bridge that is usually used as Star Worm Gate. As the pinnacle of the Nine Worlds, Asgard has no shortage of free-floating cosmic energy.

The Rainbow Bridge possesses powerful astral energy projection capabilities and is actually the ultimate weapon hidden within the Asgardian Realm.

Several years ago, Thor, whose coming-of-age ceremony was disrupted by the Frost Giants, led the Warriors Three of Asgard to Jotunheim to cause trouble for Laufey, the Frost Giant King, in a fit of rage.

As a result, Odin, who was almost surrounded, arrived just in time and used the stellar energy projection function of the Bifrost to defeat Laufey, a quasi- God King-tier, with a single shot (Thor 1 plot).

Moreover, that wasn't even at full power output, which demonstrates the sheer power of this thing.

"Haha, well done! Heimdall, how many of those long-eared bastards are left?"

Thor stepped forward, excitedly patted Heimdall on the shoulder, and asked expectantly.

Immediately, before the Guardian God could even compile the data, the impatient Thor beckoned to gather his personal guard.

"Forget it, I can wipe them all out with one charge!"

Loki, adept at reading people, noticed Heimdall's uneasy expression and crossed his arms.

This evil god, of course, wasn't going to offer any kind advice; instead, it gloated and squeezed forward, choosing a good angle to watch its buddy embarrass himself.

Seeing this, Queen Frigga shook her head helplessly, while Hela, standing to the side, impatiently stepped forward and pushed Thor aside, revealing a hint of mockery towards this type of family meeting.

"Even if those long-eared creatures are no good, they were once the most powerful forces in the Nine Worlds. Everyone knows their own capabilities."

"The enemy's stealth technology and ability to switch between reality and illusion will provide excellent protection against projected celestial bodies. Do you really expect the Rainbow Bridge to annihilate them all?"

The Goddess of Death effortlessly tapped the Rainbow Bridge's interface with one hand, glanced at the data that appeared, and curled her lip in a smirk.

"A one-third loss rate? These long-eared creatures have fallen on hard times. Thousands of years have passed, and the Nine Worlds still don't have a single one that can fight back."

Then, Hela, with a lonely, superior expression, looked disdainfully at the assembled Aesir gods.

"And you bunch of scum, to let your former defeated enemies sneak up to your doorstep, you've truly disgraced Asgard!"

The Aesir gods were indignant at being insulted by the Goddess of Death.

Even though the veins on the foreheads of the leading gods bulged, they had no desire to fight. They could only pretend not to hear and secretly vowed to win back their glory on the battlefield.

Of course, there was a deeper reason as well. During the days they were making corrections, they tried to cause trouble for Hela, the Hela, but they were thoroughly taught a lesson.

Unable to defeat them, and unable to afford to provoke them, with external enemies at their doorstep, what can they do?

Let's be patient. We've agreed to work together, and we absolutely cannot let this freak become the king of Assa!

Even if that scum Loki came to power, it would be better than having this Tyrant elected!

The gods, who were plotting how to cheat as a group and surpass Hela in merit, exchanged glances, nodded to each other, and were invigorated.

Perhaps only those who knew the inside story, and Loki, who was chosen as the second option by everyone, felt unhappy and offended...

Meanwhile, the Dark Elves fleet, having lost a third of its strength, appeared in a space region 0.4 light-years from the Asgardian Realm after Spatial Jump.

"Soul Furnace cooled down, Rainbow Bridge is at 100% energy gathering, please authorize..."

"Stop talking nonsense! Keep going!"

Hela roughly snatched the Gungnir from Frigga's hands, inserted the handle into the port, selected a target, and unleashed a brutal saturation barrage.

In battle, the most important thing in giving orders is accuracy and speed. The Goddess of Death, who followed Odin in conquering the Nine Worlds, understood this point most profoundly.

Therefore, she had long been tired of the rituals and retro customs that the Asgard had developed after they had taken everything for granted.

It seems that the more elaborate and grand these procedures are, the more they reflect the nobility of the race.

These ideas are all utter bullshit!

They're all facing off, knives against knives, guns against guns, weapons pressed against each other's noses—why not just twist their heads off? Are they going to wait until everyone finishes breakfast and says "Good day"?

A bunch of gods worshipped by Viking pirates, what's with all this noble warfare stuff? It makes me want to vomit!

Hela, having pushed the control lever all the way, watched the Dark Elf Warship explode one after another on the screen. Her breathing suddenly quickened, and the invisible smoke of war filled her with a sense of excitement.

One more shot, and we'll wipe out half of their forces! These little bunnies are so adorably stupid!

However, before the Rainbow Bridge's magazine could finish reloading, a dazzling crimson fist streaked across the vast universe and struck Asa's outer protective shield.

The defensive system, entirely composed of runes, collapsed instantly, and the purplish-red fist shadow, undeterred, slammed heavily into the Rainbow Bridge outpost.

The Asgardian gods, with their keen senses, trembled and instinctively leaped out of their watchtowers, creating a distance of about a hundred feet between themselves.

The moment the fist struck, the Rainbow Bridge outpost exploded, and the Star Bridge connecting the Nine Worlds was immediately engulfed in violent spatial turbulence.

With the collapse of the protective shield and the destruction of the Rainbow Bridge, the Asgardian Realm was left defenseless and exposed to the hostile gazes of its many sworn enemies.

Damn it! These long-eared creatures that obediently crossed Star Domain to attack Asar were nothing more than expendable pawns sent out to draw attention!

Hela, who had been thrown off the Rainbow Bridge by the blast wave, clung to the edge with one hand and angrily slammed her fist against the bottom of the bridge, her face grim.

At this moment, Kevin grabbed her arm and pulled Hela onto the Rainbow Bridge. The two met and stared blankly at the outpost filled with Spatial vortex and the suddenly darkened sky.

"Asgard, I said I would return for revenge!"

With a rough and fierce roar, Surtur, dragging his dark red Twilight Sword, squeezed out of the rift, with Fire Giant surging from the Land of Fire behind him.

Similarly, Mimer, wielding Ancient Casket, led Frost Giants, conjuring frost bridges to cross rivers and attack across the ice plains.

At that moment, a great roar resounded in the sky as whale-like biological warships, fully loaded with the army of the Chitauri, swooped down from the starry sky.

Amidst a sharp, deafening roar, tens of thousands of large, triangular Landing Pod plummeted straight towards the core of the Asgardian Realm.

In an instant, the earth trembled, the river froze, the sky burned, and the apocalyptic scene was etched into everyone's eyes.

This is the real Ragnarok!

Chapter 871, Section 911: The Tragedy of the Dark Elves

At this moment, the battle in the Asgardian Realm was at a stalemate, with countless tiny black dots, like insects, violently colliding on the ice plains, bridges, palaces, and the sky.

The fiercely fighting armies, like pieces of flesh and blood being pieced together, were consuming each other's life force.

On the Rainbow Bridge, the Dark Elves fleet, having endured repeated artillery fire and long-range spatial jumps, plummeted to the ground amidst black smoke after entering Asgard's skies.

Immediately, landing ships detached from the mothership crashed into the Rainbow Bridge, and the Dark Elves surged forth in a dense formation, advancing forward.

Their brutal crossfire and devastating Black Hole Grenade caused the Asgard forces' formation to collapse and fall into chaos during the first three rounds of artillery fire.

The Asgardian God Clan raised their shields and wielded melee weapons capable of firing energy beams to retaliate. Blood and flesh flew everywhere, and soldiers from both sides fell one after another.

This... two races with Aerospace-Class capabilities have somehow created a situation reminiscent of 18th-century Europe, with people being shot in a line. It's incredibly incongruous.

Kevin stared at the battle unfolding before him, momentarily stunned.

Just as they were locked in a fierce battle, Hela, the Goddess of Death, leaped onto the Rainbow Bridge and kicked the last few Asgard soldiers to the ground, roaring in fury.

"A bunch of idiots! Competing in long-range firepower? You think you can even compare to Alfheim in terms of technology?! Get closer and teach these long-eared idiots a lesson!"

Then, seemingly unable to bear the actions of these old-fashioned soldiers, Hela floated into the air, flew to the front of the group, and swung her arms.

In an instant, dozens of summoned Night Sky Sword, imbued with the Authority over Death, shot towards the Dark Elves army, instantly stringing hundreds of Dark Elves soldiers together like candied hawthorns.

Under Hela's suppression, the Asgard soldiers, regaining their senses, immediately raised their shields and spears, charged forward, and broke into the Dark Elves camp amidst the sparse artillery fire.

Once the fighting began, Asa and his men were surprised to find that, because they were locked in a stalemate, their Black Hole Grenade would cause friendly fire and become unusable.

These Dark Elves could only pick up their cumbersome energy-powered guns and launch clumsy, awkward counterattacks, the force of which was not even comparable to the slaps exchanged between Asgardian couples during a fight.

Unlike the Dark Elves, who are shrouded in high technology, the Aesir, whose ordinary blacksmiths can easily bend steel daggers, retain a savage and martial style.

Although they weren't as bloodthirsty as races like the Frost Giants and Fire Giant, who would readily splatter blood at the slightest provocation, they still felt restless and itchy if they didn't fight a few times a day.

Therefore, the Assar, who have cultivated active combat skills, can easily defeat these Dark Elves in melee combat.

Having discovered the Dark Elves' weaknesses in practice, the Aesir army was overjoyed and became completely entangled with the long-eared creatures on the other side.

Relying on the troop of accompanying wizards who used runes to heal and enhance the troops, they charged and trampled like bulls with thick hides.

In an instant, the brutal and violent fighting style of spear thrusts, shield smashes, and beam attacks blasting enemies' rear ends caused the elegant Dark Elves to crumble in just a few charges.

"The cold weapons Odin forged for you are not firewood sticks for shooting at each other! These things are designed to allow the Asgardians to fully utilize their physical advantages!"

"I really don't know how Asa's instructors have taught you bunch of little brats over the past few thousand years!"

Hela couldn't help but snort coldly; she couldn't stand the sight of the team beside her.

Meanwhile, the Goddess of Death, desperate for venting her anger, was not idle either, casually unleashing a barrage of weapons that embodied the Authority over Death.

A cold, sharp edge flashed, brutally carving bloody paths through the Dark Elves ranks.

Scattered pieces of corpses flew everywhere, scattering in all directions. Thousands of Dark Elves who were engaged in fierce battle with the Asgard were suddenly struck down in misfortune.

Before they could react, severed limbs, fingers, ears, and even steaming intestines were smashed into them.

As their stomachs churned with acid, and they bent down to vomit, the head of their fallen comrade, his eyes wide open in death, rolled to their feet.

Even more horrifying is that beneath the severed skull, one can see the brain matter pulsating in the air with each heartbeat, making it feel like being in a bloody slaughterhouse.

But the battlefield is ever-changing. The Asgard, who are skilled in melee combat, naturally don't care about the extent of the Dark Elves' psychological trauma. Instead, they have mastered the art of striking while the iron is hot.

Instantly, thousands of Dark Elves, momentarily stunned by the battle, were cleaved and killed by the bloodthirsty Aesir gods.

In just a few breaths, the area around Hela became a complete vacuum, with even a thin layer of blood-red mist permeating the vicinity.

The Goddess of Death, standing in the center of hell, looked exceptionally cold and alluring.

Under her leadership, the bloodthirsty and warlike nature of the Asgard was fully unleashed. The Dark Elves' formation was riddled with holes, and the soldiers in the ranks retreated in trembling uncontrollable manner.

Possessing both intelligence and savagery, she can engage in hand-to-hand combat with the technologically advanced Dark Elves; and she can also engage in technological magic with brute force like Frost Giants and Fire Giant...

The Asgardian God Clan's existence is based on a combination of the strengths of all the races in the Nine Worlds!

Kevin watched the Aesir army advancing in parallel, dividing and annihilating the Dark Elves vanguard, lost in thought.

Similarly, when Super Soldier launch a mass assault, melee weapons with beam energy conduction capabilities are far more suitable for the future battlefield situation than purely firearm-type firearms.

This battle greatly benefited the navigator of Earth 'Ark of Stars, and he secretly noted down many key points about the direction of civilization's development.

After a brief moment of consideration, Kevin gathered the Asgard around him and, using his most proficient tactic of small-scale flanking maneuvers, cut through enemy lines wherever he could find an opening.

This exquisite micro-management caused the Dark Elves to repeatedly fail in their attempts to regroup and organize a counterattack, forcing them to retreat again and again, their morale plummeting.

Just as Kevin and Hela were driving the Dark Elves into a corner, a commotion broke out among the long-eared creatures.

"Cover His Majesty's escape, quick!"

Three Dark Elves warriors grabbed the Stone of Curses, stuffed it into their cut wounds, and, while enduring the physical distortions, roared at the elven king in the corner.

Suddenly, red and black light flashed, and three Cursed Warriors with lava patterns rushed out from the separated formation, trying to buy a way out for the remaining Dark Elves.

The remaining few dozen guards stepped forward and helped up Malekith, who had only one arm, to protect their king, board the interstellar warship, and escape from the Asgardian Realm.

However, Malekith shook off the guards' protection, grabbed the new Captain of the Guard by the back of the neck with one hand, and with a sudden force, their foreheads touched.

"You all go, I'll cover your retreat!"

"His Majesty!"

The Captain of the Guard was shocked upon hearing this and struggled desperately.