Warriors of Asgard

Lin Feng transformed into an Asgardian warrior and walked through the most glorious world in the universe.

As he watched the flames rising all around him and listened to the screams, a sense of satisfaction welled up within him.

This Asgard was doomed sooner or later anyway. Destroying it a little earlier would not change anything.

Thor and Loki had yet to return, Odin was nowhere to be found, and the other Asgardian higher-ups were absent. The Nine Realms were probably also beset by rebellions at this time.

The warriors who had fought alongside Thor had likely long since been dispatched to suppress the various realms.

That was why Lin Feng had chosen to launch a sneak attack on Asgard and destroy part of its strength.

Lin Feng knew that even if he released the Zombie Virus here, he might not necessarily be able to destroy Asgard.

After all, this was the strongest place in the entire universe. It could even defeat a planet-destroying being like Surtur.

With Lin Feng's strength, he would gain absolutely no advantage in a frontal assault.

This attack of his relied on catching them off guard.

If Heimdall had not been affected by Lin Feng's mental control, that one zombie alone truly would not have been able to deal with him.

Fortunately, the results were obvious. Asgard had now fallen into chaos.

Lin Feng needed to cause as much trouble as possible before their military forces could gather.

Hela!

Thud!

Hela!

Thud!

As Lin Feng walked forward, the clashing of armor and heavy footsteps suddenly came from ahead.

Gradually, he saw a line of six or seven Asgardian warriors in golden armor, their arms stretched straight out before them.

Their faces were pale, sharp fangs protruded from their mouths, and they hopped toward him like zombies.

Their perfectly synchronized footsteps carried an oppressive force that bore down on him head-on.

Thud!!!

Thud!!!

Thud!!!

Blood-red light flared in Lin Feng's eyes as he prepared to shoot them dead with the Energy Ray from his gaze.

But just then, a shout rang out.

"Mori! Get away!!"

The bloody glow in Lin Feng's eyes instantly vanished, and he looked around with a confused expression.

Then, on a golden bridge suspended overhead, he spotted several Asgardian warriors wearing the same golden armor and wielding glowing cold weapons.

Lin Feng's gaze fell upon the warrior who had recognized him. Memories churned through his mind, and gradually, a familiar name surfaced from the rolling tide.

"Lia!"

The warrior Lin Feng had devoured had basically no friends in Asgard. Other than one close friend he had grown up with and two or three comrades, no one else knew him.

As it happened, the one who had called out to Lin Feng from the golden bridge was Lia, the devoured warrior's childhood friend.

Lia leaped down from the golden bridge, accompanied by several Asgardian warriors who jumped down alongside him.

The drop was at least several dozen meters high, yet none of them gave it a second thought.

It was like an Earthling stepping down from a ledge only a few inches high.

Tap!!!

After several light landing sounds, Lia looked at Lin Feng excitedly and rushed forward to give him a huge hug without another word.

"Thank goodness! You're all right!"

Lin Feng gave him an awkward laugh, returned the hug, and immediately let go.

This Lia was exactly like the one in the memories he had devoured—exceptionally passionate.

Every meeting made Mori feel a little awkward, but after all these years, Lia had grown accustomed to Mori's taciturn personality.

"I'm fine. Why are there only a few of you left? Where is Asgard's army?"

Lin Feng swept his gaze over the several Asgardian warriors following Lia. Their armor was somewhat battered, and claw-like tears could be seen in the robes beneath it.

It looked like they had fought these zombies more than once.

"At this stage, the army has all gone to suppress the Nine Realms. Aside from the most basic defenses, Asgard is practically undefended right now. The Bifrost has been destroyed, Father Odin has gone somewhere unknown, General Heimdall... and the generals following Thor are all in the Nine Realms. The only one in Asgard who still has overwhelming combat power is the Destroyer. It activated on its own and is guarding everyone in the central temple. We came out to search for survivors."

What Lia said was almost exactly what Lin Feng had guessed. There was not the slightest difference.

"Father Odin must have activated the Destroyer from afar with Gungnir. We cannot give up! For Asgard!!" one of the warriors beside Lia said.

Listening to them, Lin Feng realized that Asgardian warriors and the Destroyer had already established a defensive line in the temple at the center of the city.

If he charged in directly, it would probably take some effort. That would be troublesome.

"By the way, Mori, this is General Heimdall's sword. How did you get it?"

The Bifrost Sword in Lin Feng's hand was far too eye-catching. Lia recognized it as the sword Heimdall used to open the Bifrost and asked about it.

"I picked it up at the Bifrost. Forget about that for now. They're coming."

Lin Feng pointed at the zombies approaching in the distance.

At his words, everyone immediately went on guard.

As the soldiers tightened their grips on their weapons, Lin Feng saw faint white light begin to glow from the sharp tips of those weapons.

The glow was not dazzling, but it made people want to keep staring at it.

Was this Asgardian technology?

Lin Feng secretly clicked his tongue. His understanding of advanced technology was only superficial.

Things like machines that traveled through time and space, phase converters, Tony's reactors, and Hank Pym's quantum formulas.

In Lin Feng's eyes, those already counted as incredibly advanced technology.

But Asgardian technology looked more like magic.

For some reason, a science fiction novel he had read in the past came to mind.

The alien civilization in that book could use a strange sheet of thin paper to flatten the entire solar system into two dimensions.

He wondered whether Asgard could accomplish something like that. Technology of that level was probably also a top state secret in Asgard.

Lin Feng looked at the Bifrost Sword in his hand and changed the way he held it several times.

Yet it did not produce the glowing effect of those soldiers' weapons. Perhaps Heimdall's greatsword was merely a key.

"Mori! For Asgard!!! Charge!!!"

Lia gave a passionate shout, then turned back and looked at Lin Feng deeply.

That look nearly made Lin Feng reveal his true form.

Good grief, what was this guy? Could he possibly have some deeply hidden feelings for the warrior Lin Feng had devoured?

Lin Feng could not help frowning as a shiver ran through his body.

He shook his head, tossing that scene out of his mind.

To keep up the act and infiltrate the enemy camp, what did a little disgust matter?

Lin Feng charged forward with the other warriors, though he did not shout some stupid slogan about fighting for Asgard.

Heimdall's greatsword was extremely sharp, but against these bizarre zombies—

Even such a sharp blade was like an ordinary sword striking steel. When Lin Feng saw the blade sink only a few centimeters into the zombie's neck before him, he could not help feeling astonished.

Asgardians infected with the Zombie Virus were truly formidable. Their strength was outrageously powerful.