"Thor!"
Several people in the research room were shocked.
Tony·Stark lit up a beam of light in the palms of his hands, pointing at the figure that suddenly came out. He was stunned for a moment, and then realized that it was Thor who broke through the wall, was knocked away and hit the wall of the research room.
Stephen·Strange put his hands together and pulled them, and a golden magic circle appeared on his left and right hands. When he was about to take precautions, he discovered that it was Thor.
Odin looked calm and unmoving.
A group of Asgard people in the research room hid aside one after another, watching in horror as their prince suddenly broke through the wall.
Thor fell down from the huge spider web-like wall in embarrassment, half-kneeling on the ground, his blond hair was messy, his resolute face was twisted with pain and anger, he was breathing heavily, and Black armor had something on his chest. Some were dented and damaged. The Mjolnir in the palm of the hand was held so tightly that the veins on the back of the hand were prominent. He gritted his teeth and propped up his head, looking at Cursed Warrior outside the large hole in the research room that he had punched through with angry eyes.
Tony·Stark also took a glance, and saw a tall and broad body with a strong oppressive aura. The ferocious barbed armor on the body had been fused with the flesh and blood. A pair of eyes were ruthless and cruel, breathing out a heavy breath like a bull, and stepped towards the big hole opened by Thor, as arrogantly as Giant Peak.
Cursed Warrior Algrim of Dark Elves, he is the right-hand man of Malekith led by Dark Elves. Before ancient times, he was led by Bor of Odin Asgard The warriors were defeated, and at the moment of the nine-star chain, Convergence, they were awakened from their slumber together with Malekith. In order to realize Malekith's revenge and plan to spread darkness, he volunteered to become the most powerful Cursed Warrior among the last Dark Elves.
"Did you get beaten up by this stupid guy?" Tony·Stark glanced at Cursed Warrior and suddenly felt a little gloating, but almost didn't laugh out loud.
After teasing Thor, I watched the tall dark warrior step without stopping. Every step was like an elephant stepping on the house, so dull and heavy that it felt like it could break through the ground. Tony·Stark couldn't help but feel a little nervous, his face was solemn, he stood up, raised Beam Cannon in the palm of his left hand, and shouted at Cursed Warrior Algrim who was stepping over:
"Stop, big man."
Tony·Stark The Beam Cannon light in the palm of his hand began to shine brightly, facing Cursed Warrior Algrim.
"Be careful, he is very strong!" Thor half-knelt on the ground, straightened his body, and reminded him solemnly.
After discovering that his mother fell into the hands of Malekith, the commander of Dark Elves, he began to fight Cursed Warrior Algrim, but it was difficult to gain the upper hand from him. Even his armor chest was dented, and the force impacted his chest, making Thor very uncomfortable.
So far, Cursed Warrior Algrim is the strongest enemy he has ever encountered. In terms of close combat, his strength was completely crushed.
"Really? Thanks for reminding me." Tony·Stark said nonchalantly, "But I'm not naked."
After saying that, the Beam Cannon in his palm became more and more dazzling.
Cursed Warrior Algrim had no reaction, and was still moving forward. On the face that was integrated with the helmet, the eyes were sunken, and there was no emotion in the shadows. There was not even a look down with contempt. What was left was just the habitual indifference of killing the enemy.
'Bang!'
Tony·Stark saw that Cursed Warrior Algrim was still going his own way, and felt a little cold in his heart. He fired the Beam Cannon in his palm, directly towards Cursed Warrior Algrim's chest.
'Bang!'
Cursed Warrior Algrim's big hand, the size of a cattail fan, exhaled strong wind from left to right, and directly slapped the Beam Cannon launched by Tony·Stark, scattering Beam Cannon.
The particle light of Beam Cannon is like scattered water molecules, scattering and disappearing in the air.
After the photo was taken, Cursed Warrior Algrim had some burnt damage on the surface of his big hand. He roared out from the depth of his throat like a wild beast, held his fingers, and walked towards Tony·Stark with a cold gaze.
Tony·Stark was stunned and a little shocked.
What kind of flesh and blood is this?
Even if you use a special method to fuse it with the armor on your body, there is no reason to scatter your own Beam Cannon with your flesh and blood body.
The palm cannon of Tony·Stark is an electronic device that uses particle beam technology to emit repulsive explosions. It is a particle beam weapon. The correct name is Repulsor Ray.
It can project high-density muon beams for use as a "defense measure" and is also used to maintain body stability during flight.
Although it is used as a "defensive means", this weapon is also one of the common offensive tools of armor.
In addition to knocking back physical matter and neutralizing energy attacks, the power output can be adjusted to penetrate steel, blast holes in mountains, or simply vaporize enemies.
Although Tony·Stark did not adjust Repulsor Ray to the highest output power, he believed that there was no reason for it to be beaten away with bare hands.
The only explanation is that he is really strong!
Tony·Stark felt a chill in his heart, realizing that Thor meant that he was strong. He was really strong.
Tony·Stark quickly raised the other one, put his hands together, and the muzzles merged into one like a bouquet. The Beam Cannon in the palm of his hand glowed even more intensely.
Cursed Warrior Algrim snorted and stepped heavily on the ground. Like a phantom, he rushed over directly, bringing up the violent hurricane airflow. Before the Repulsor Ray in Tony·Stark's palms could adjust the maximum output power, it had already arrived in front of him and waved its fist.
In an instant, looking at the fist that was getting closer and closer, Tony·Stark's pupils widened in horror, and he was worried to the point of his throat.
'Bang!'
Mjolnir emerged from the shoulders behind Tony·Stark, was thrown out from a distance by Thor, and directly hit Cursed Warrior Algrim's fist, making a loud noise.
Mjolnir withstood the strong force and was knocked back directly. Like a cannonball, it smashed through the wall next to Thor and flew into the sky.
Even Thor can't respond to the impact of Mjolnir for the time being, and has to wait until the impact of Mjolnir is slightly lower before it can be recalled.
Facing the impact of Mjolnir, Cursed Warrior Algrim stepped backwards heavily and lost weight. It continuously stepped back and stepped into several deep pits on the ground. It groaned heavily and was about to stand firm. Tony·Stark launched Beam Cannon which had not fully output the maximum power.
'Boom!!!'
Beam Cannon exploded directly on Cursed Warrior Algrim's chest, blowing him away. He could no longer maintain his balance, crashed through several walls, and rolled to the ground in a panic.
But even so, he still did not lose the ability to move. He just roared deeply and stood up again.
Tony·Stark, Thor's expressions changed in shock on the spot.
This guy... is too powerful.
He punched Mjolnir with his fist, and withstood Beam Cannon from Tony·Stark as if nothing happened.
"Cursed Warrior!" Odin didn't look very good. He didn't expect that such a powerful unit as Dark Elves would still be passed down. He came out to stop the battle and shouted majestically:
"Stop and let your leader come out."
"You have grown up." A deep voice appeared from a distance, "You have grown old."
When he saw Malekith in the distance grabbing Frigga's hair with one hand and dragging Frigga to the ground, Odin couldn't help but change his face angrily.