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Chapter 131 The Tauren Killer

The Cursed Warrior couldn't fly, and Luke had nowhere to rely on being pulled up into the sky like this. Luckily, Luke took the Cursed Warrior and wandered around the Asgard.

Loki wailed in the dungeon for a while, and angrily hammered the wall. He was still worried about Frigga's safety, after all, Asgard is not very safe now.

"Wuhu!"

Luke yelled loudly, and the dark elves and Asgardian guards who were still fighting saw Luke's strange figure.

The cursed warrior behind him was also an honest man, and he never let go.

Luke walked through the long corridor, through Odin's hall, through the fighting crowd, and Luke even saw the three warriors of Asgard and Sif fighting.

It wasn't until Luke threw the cursed warrior on the dark elf's spaceship that the cursed warrior shook his head and rushed towards the crowd.

Luke took the opportunity to descend into the crowd and joined Sif and the others.

"Where's Sol?"

Luke condensed a spear again and asked.

With a small shield in one hand and a long sword in the other, Sif said, "Sol and the King of God went to defend the treasury."

"That's good, you come with me and leave this tauren to me!"

Luke roared and rushed towards the cursed warrior.

The cursed warrior saw that Luke's appearance gave him another headache, and he took off the grenade on the waist of the dark elf beside him.

Throw it away with a wave.

A miniature collapsed black hole appeared in the corridor, and the Asgardian soldiers at the front were directly sucked into it, their limbs flew around, their flesh and blood splattered, and then they were annihilated into nothingness by the black spot in the middle.

This kind of black-tech grenade is simply a weapon on the battlefield. It destroys everything unreasonably, and it really has the style of a black hole.

"Roar!"

The cursed warrior once again held up a grenade in his hand, quite threatening.

"What should we do now?"

Sif frowned and asked, never expecting to be threatened by a small grenade.

"Don't panic, let's delay. Can Malekith beat Thor and Odin?"

Luke laughed.

Sif and the others shook their heads when they heard the words, there is no need to explain Odin's strength.

Then, the scene became weird.

The Asgardian soldiers holding spears and the dark elf soldiers holding technological guns confronted each other. The scene was extremely weird, especially on the Asgard side. They had never confronted anyone before, and all the battles went smoothly.

"Boom!"

There was a loud noise, and a huge thunder blasted through the roof behind Luke and the others, and the half-dead Malekith flew out.

Followed by Thor and Odin holding Gungnir.

"Roar!"

The cursed warrior roared and threw the black hole grenade in his hand to the side. Luke immediately followed closely, trying to slow down the cursed warrior.

The scene fell into chaos again, and the two sides began to fight.

The cursed warrior and Luke wrestled together, punching each other. Luke tried his best to keep the cursed warrior behind, while Thor and Odin beat the dog in the water.

Every time Gungnir in Odin's hand swung, thunder fell from the sky and struck the dark elf, and Thor attacked Malekith with all his strength.

Malekith and the cursed warrior exchanged glances.

Malekith yelled his hometown dialect, and the dark elf soldiers with the black hole grenade all started to attack indiscriminately, throwing the grenade in a covering shape.

Trying to delay the pace of Luke and Thor.

The madness of the dark elf still surprised Luke, seeing that the cursed warrior in his hand was about to leave.

Luke yelled, "Sol!"

Sol turned around immediately. Malekith ran too fast, and there were people behind him to support him. Naturally, he came back to help Luke keep the cursed warrior behind.

The flying hammer slammed into the cursed warrior's heart, and the cursed warrior trembled. Sif jumped out from behind and stabbed the cursed warrior's chest with his sword.

The cursed warrior still wanted to struggle, but Luke turned his hand to condense a long knife, swung it suddenly, and the tauren's head flew up, carrying black blood and hot magma.

In the distance, Malekith suddenly turned his head, his small mung bean-sized eyes rested on Luke, and then left in a spaceship.

The cursed warrior died, and Malekith fled. Compared with the original plot, this result is much better.

Saul was not very happy, but asked, "Luke, where is my mother?"

Luke patted Sol's shoulder backhand, "Don't worry, I've been rescued and sent back to my room to rest."

"real!"

Sol's violent chest ups and downs slowly subsided, and the god king Odin in the distance also showed a gratified smile.

The sudden appearance of the dark elf caught everyone by surprise, and Odin had mixed feelings when he remembered Luke's reminder before.

Otherwise, really accept him as a foster son?
"Sol!"

Frigga's voice came from the side. She was still wearing the familiar long dress, with a bit of panic and anxiety on her face, but after seeing Sol and Odin, the panic turned into peace of mind.

"Mother!"

Sol threw himself into Frigg's arms, with tears in his eyes, and carefully confirmed Frigg's safety.

"Don't worry, Saul, I'm fine. Your friend showed up in time and sent me back to the bedroom safely."

Frigga smiled comfortingly.

Saul laughed with a cry: "Yes, that is my good friend, and will always be."

Odin on the side nodded slightly, and then said loudly: "Clean the battlefield and restore the Asgard."

"You come in with me."

The last sentence was spoken to Luxor.

Frigga patted Saul on the back and said, "Go, it's time to get down to business."

Sol wiped away his tears, nodded, and walked into the depths with Luke.

In the corridor, Sol gave Luke a warm hug.

"Thank you so much, my friend."

The sincere tone and sincere expression reminded Luke of how he fooled, no, how he moved Matt and others.

Luke fully understood Sol's mood, and said: "You have helped me, and I will naturally help each other. It is better to be a false alarm than to be sad."

Thor nodded, and then showed a stern look, "Damn dark elves, I must ask my father to destroy them all!"

Luke doesn't think so. Back then, your grandfather Bor couldn't completely wipe out the dark elves, unless Odin and you shot together and directly used ether particles to destroy the world of dark elves.

Otherwise, the dark elves will never give up finding ether particles.

In the palace, Odin stood in front of the dilapidated throne, without speaking for a long time.

"This throne is very meaningful. I am not the only one who likes it."

Odin sighed.

Luke didn't answer, but looked around in the hall.

The walls in the distance collapsed, the murals fell off, and holes were punched out of the tidy floor. The whole palace had a dilapidated atmosphere.

The candle pendant on the wall fell, and further up, the huge and magnificent ceiling above the head was hit on the ground by the dark elves, revealing the buried murals.

A green-haired woman holding Thor's Hammer appeared on the mural where Thor should have been.

Those slightly evil eyes looked at Luke like a living thing.

(End of this chapter)